Xiang Que's hair turned white overnight and his hair grew one foot long. After the roar, he was stunned.
After entering Lishan Mountain for ten days with no results, and climbing to the First Emperor's Mausoleum for half a month with no hope, Xiang Que was forced to go crazy.
Naturally, he came to visit the imperial mausoleum to improve his cultivation so that he could carry the old tomb in Xishan two and a half years later. However, when he visited the mausoleum to no avail, his state of mind was affected, which is commonly known as being overwhelmed and suffering from depression.
, with nowhere to vent the crazy and restless Tao Qi in his body, his hair turned white overnight, and his hair grew to a foot long. With his tattered clothes, he looked like a homeless man begging on the street.
From that day on, there was a lunatic in the Qin Shihuang Mausoleum Scenic Area. A crazy young man with white hair sat under the stone tablet most of the time, looking at Qin Shihuang's mausoleum with blank eyes and mouth.
He kept repeating one sentence over and over again.
"Why... why... nothing can be seen"
At night, the crazy young man curled up and slept under the stone monument, never moving. Even if it rained heavily on the top of the mountain, he would let the rain fall on him without doing anything, as if he was stupid and didn't know how to take shelter from the rain.
On weekdays, tourists passing by the scenic area would throw some food to him, and the staff would sometimes send him some meals, completely treating him like a helpless homeless man.
When he meets someone who has bad intentions and is not in a good mood, the lunatic will be slapped twice and kicked several times, but he never reacts.
Fortunately, this homeless man only occasionally repeated that sentence and never bothered tourists. As time went by, people in the scenic area ignored him at all.
Another half month later, Xiang Que's hair became whiter and longer. The white hair covered his head so that he couldn't see his face at all. The dirt covered his body, and he became even more confused. After waking up during the day, he was like a
People walked around the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, stumbling, mumbling and drawing circles for a whole day.
Day after day, the homeless man seems to have taken root in the scenic area of the First Emperor's Mausoleum, with no intention of leaving. He repeats one thing every day. He wakes up in the morning and circles around the First Emperor's Mausoleum, and returns to sleep under the stone monument at night.
Some people just take a bite when they want to eat, and when they are thirsty, they go to the water faucet to drink water.
During the Dragon Boat Festival holiday on June 10th, there were surprisingly many tourists on the Emperor's Mausoleum. The mountain was packed with people.
A madman wandered among the crowd with his shoulders slumped, mumbling something. He walked without distinguishing between straight lines and curves, relying entirely on his mood. He would stop and go, or suddenly turn a corner, or stumble as if he was about to fall.
The pace was quite elegant. After walking around the top of the mountain for a few times, he bumped into a lot of people. Those who were big-hearted didn't pay much attention to them. Those who were small-minded would just curse a few words. But when he saw that he was a madman, he felt quite helpless.
This madman seems to be tireless, constantly weaving in and out of the crowd of tourists, always saying the same thing.
Later, the staff at the scenic spot were really at a loss. Two people quickly grabbed his arms and dragged him outside: "Brother, you can just practice Lingbo microwave here. Now there are so many people like sardine cans, so you can
Don't make trouble for us. Hurry up. I'll find you a cool place. Can you have some food? Then have a good sleep. Once this short holiday is over, we won't care about you discussing swordsmanship in Huashan.
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"Why...why can't you see it?" The madman let the people carry him forward, still mumbling.
"I feel like he has to read more than 100,000 Whys in the past month. Why are you repeating this sentence? Do you think he watched too many 100,000 Whys when he was a child, and then went crazy?"
"I'll go, is there still a possibility?" The person next to him trembled.
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"Damn it, I have to go home quickly. I just bought this book for my son the day before yesterday. I'm going back to burn it."
The two of them took Xiang Que and threw him into the office in the scenic area. Then they put down a box of lunch and went out to work. Xiang Que didn't feel anything about it. After eating, he walked around the room alone, mouthing
Keep talking.
I don’t know how long it took, but in the evening, when the number of tourists in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor decreased, two commercial vehicles drove straight from a path at the foot of the mountain to the office of the scenic spot on the mountain. The person in charge had already received the call and was waiting in front of the door.
Several people got out of the two business cars, aged in their twenties and thirties, both men and women.
The person in charge of the scenic spot was very friendly and greeted them and invited them into the reception room. As soon as the group entered the building, they saw a crazy figure wandering in the corridor.
"More than a month ago, a homeless man came to the mountain. He never left after he came here. He wandered around the imperial mausoleum every day for more than a month. Why did he come here today?" The person in charge explained a few words and then frowned.
Eyebrow, he walked up to Xiang Que and patted his shoulder: "It's good to find a place to stay quietly. I won't chase you. Don't wander around, do you hear me?"
The disheveled lunatic continued to spin in circles: "Why...why...can't you see anything?"
"Let's go, let's go, leave him alone. He won't be in the way anyway, otherwise we would have kicked him out." The person in charge had a headache and greeted the few people behind him to go into the reception room.
When this group of people passed by the madman, a woman with light makeup turned back and looked at the madman's back and stopped.
"What are you looking at? What's so interesting about a madman?" Another woman beside her pulled her.
The woman sighed and said with a smile: "Maybe she's a little dazzled because she's tired, and she thinks he... looks familiar."
"Haha, looks familiar? Do you think anyone you know can become like this?"
"Maybe it's just because of dazzling eyes." The woman looked back at the madman again and shook her head helplessly.
When she turned her head, the madman's back appeared in front of her eyes again. She really wanted to overlap this madman with the figure in her mind, but she found that the two figures could never be completely aligned.
, perfectly overlapped together.
She asked herself that the two people couldn't find anything in common, maybe they just had some similarities in body shape.
After several people who got off the two business cars left the conference room, they were arranged by the person in charge of the scenic spot to stay in several guest rooms at the back. Lishan Shihuang Mausoleum Scenic Spot did not provide accommodation services, but since the Shihuang Mausoleum was excavated,
, every year there are some people in the scenic area who come to stay permanently through connections, and they stay there for more than a month, or even for a few months.
And these people who come this time are the first wave of permanent residents to visit the Shihuang Mausoleum Scenic Area this year.