Chapter 001 The corpse at the bottom of the valley
Buddha said that one flower and one world, one leaf and one Bodhi.
The birds flying freely in the sky are so pleasant, and the wind blowing under the body is so yearning and emotional. When he jumped off the cliff, the moment his body fell, the scholar suddenly had thousands of thoughts and bizarre thoughts.
thoughts.
Nothing matters at this moment. The suffering you were born with, the happiness you once chased in your dreams that you can’t take away even after death, what you let go of, what you give up, after all, there is nothing, and everything will perish...
The chirping of birds in his ears disappeared in an instant, and the scholar felt as if he was in the center of the world. Countless people were watching him, but they all ignored him. He only kept falling, falling, and falling...
After all, he was insignificant, nothing, small and light, no one cared about him, and he didn't even have a proper name until he died. His body kept hitting plant branches, and then there was a spluttering sound, and his head and feet
After adjusting the adjustment, before he could see the lush green in front of him, a huge pain penetrated into his bones - he finally landed with a "bang". At this moment, the scholar suddenly understood: It turned out that he had been caring too much all along.
If what you want is too difficult to achieve, what's the use of dreaming?
…
The pain in the upper body was severe, but there was no feeling in the lower body. Even moving a finger became a luxurious delusion. His eyes were blood red, and there was a rustling sound like rain in his ears. Gradually, there was a chill on his face.
, there was moisture on the dry lips, slowly moisturizing them, and finally these tiny moisture vapors gathered into water droplets, flowed into the mouth bit by bit, and were swallowed into the throat.
The scholar closed his eyes, knowing in his heart that he was still alive.
Death is so difficult and so hopeless.
Fate is really ridiculous, life is really joyful.
Even wanting to die has become a luxury!
…
It was bright and dark, dark and bright again. Day after day passed, and finally my fingers could move, my arms could move, and I slowly gained consciousness below my waist. My eyes were all green, but I couldn't see the end of the green. The breeze blew
After passing by, the lush greenery turned out to be endless bamboo, and the refreshing coolness was everywhere.
There is a lot of water vapor in the bamboo forest, and the water mist condenses on the bamboo leaves, rolling down and dripping on the soil. It always looks like rain intermittently, and there are always many water droplets falling in a string into the scholar's half-open jaw.
mouth, when the feeling in his legs was only numb, the scholar finally slowly turned over, his stomach was uncomfortably hungry. At this moment, he realized that he didn't want to die, and that he had only wanted to make a break with the past.
The scholar tried to leave this tiny place where he had been lying on his back for who knows how many days. However, when he turned sideways after all the hard work, what caught his eyelids made him almost scream out. The momentary panic caused his arms to tremble.
Suddenly, his whole face fell to the ground, and his eyes got closer to the panic in front of him. It turned out to be a human face! A lifeless face.
"Panic?" Still panicking?
If you are still afraid in your heart, then it means you are still attached to life.
He rolled down the cliff with the thought of committing suicide. After wandering between life and death for many days, he realized that he didn't want to die and had not lived enough. Although he calmly killed the boss with full of anger, this
When facing a motionless and non-threatening corpse in front of him, the scholar still panicked. Then he felt that he was funny. He was so scared for no reason. He was not afraid of death. How could he be afraid of a non-threatening dead person?
?
In the past few days, he has been lying back to back on a corpse!
If it hadn't happened to fall on this corpse, the scholar might actually be dead at this moment.
So the scholar grinned, and his throat neighed like a beast. He was infected by his own strange voice, and his laughter slowly turned into whimpering, and then into uncontrollable wailing. Finally,
There is no sound.
This is the body of a man. Perhaps it is because of the low temperature under the cliff. The body has not decomposed yet, and it seems that he has not been dead for a long time. His face is still vaguely visible, and there is no body odor. Even if there is, it is worth it.
The mixed smell on the scholar's body was unpleasant. The scholar struggled up and looked around. Not far away, there was a bicycle "growing" among some green bamboos. It seemed that this person fell off together with the bicycle. He fell.
Dead, the car was caught on the ground by the crazy bamboo, as if someone had strung it from the top of the bamboo as a prank.
The scholar then lay down again, lying side by side with a corpse. On one side of his head, a black mountaineering bag hung precariously on the top of a bamboo pole, swaying constantly.
"It's precisely because I fell on this corpse that I didn't fall to death."
Judging from the clothing, the corpse lying side by side with him was quite elegant and of good quality. The mountain bike was also worth a lot of money. The scholar habitually thought about how much the bike could be sold for after being sold: "Three
A four-thousand-dollar car can be sold for almost one thousand, so I don’t need the clothes. I’m a little unlucky to peel them off. I wonder if he has anything valuable on him. There might be real money and silver in the bag hanging from the bamboo pole..."
"If I call his family, maybe I can get some benefits..."
But then the scholar decisively rejected his plan to make a fortune: "After all, if he hadn't been here to block it, I would have died a long time ago. No matter what, I can't make such a fortune... I'll give his family a funeral."
, is it still possible, a free good guy..."
"Since he is blocking me down here, it means that God doesn't want me to die, so I have to live well, otherwise, won't it be a waste of this person's good intentions to stop me and prevent me from dying?"
…
The bamboo shoots that had just emerged from the ground were tender and delicious, filling the hunger and replenishing water. The scholar cut a few with a spring knife and ate them. After resting for a while, he gained strength and slowly stood up unsteadily and looked around.
This is a valley floor covered with bamboos, and there are very few other plants. Looking up, it is just a mist. Although it is daytime, the sunlight hardly shines down, and nothing can be seen clearly.
The scholar turned over the body lying on the ground. The man seemed to be about the same height as himself. Because of the body spots and slightly swollen muscles, it was hard to tell what he looked like. His hair was extremely short and short.
The scholar clasped his hands in front of the corpse and recited: "Brother, it's a good journey. The predecessors planted trees and the latter can enjoy the shade. It's like cutting your flesh to save others. I won't eat your flesh, as long as you don't bring any diseases to your body."
If you don’t take your money with you when you die, I will naturally bury you generously in this feng shui treasured place so that you can rest in peace."
"Don't blame me, don't thank me."
While the scholar was talking, in order to show respect for the "bottom" person who unintentionally saved his life, and in order not to damage the valuable things on this person, the scholar gave up the switchblade and slowly untied the person's clothes with his hands.
When he opened it, he saw that the man was wearing a gold necklace as thick as a wheat straw around his neck. The necklace was very detailed and had simple patterns. A piece of yellow jade was tightly tied to the chain. The scholar carefully removed the necklace from the body.
After untying it, I looked carefully at the yellow jade. I felt it was slightly cool in my hands and felt very comfortable. Moreover, the jade was not simply yellow, but seemed to be covered with a faint layer of light. It was so full that it made people like it indescribably.
"Golden chain, yellow jade."
The scholar did not hesitate, and continued to untie the man's clothes, reaching out and groping carefully, but there were very few things on this man's body: there was a red rope tied around his right foot and neck, with a full-shaped gold string hanging on it.
The scholar weighed the small yellow gourd. Judging from the professional habits he had been engaged in, he felt that this gold gourd weighed at least 20 grams. According to the current gold exchange rate, it was probably worth about 10,000 yuan. This man still had it in his left hand.
I was holding a popular high-end mobile phone. When I opened it, I saw that it was still usable, but the battery was not enough and the screen was broken.
Next, the scholar took out a wallet from his pocket. There were not many coins in it. There were a few bank cards, but there were two foreign currencies. When he looked carefully, he saw that they were euros, with a face value of five hundred. The other wallet
There are two keys inside.
Scholars often deal with wallets and coins, and they also know a lot of foreign currencies. One euro is about eight yuan, and these two pieces of 500 euros are more than 8,000 yuan.
The Euro cards are all new, with no wrinkles at all. One is written in Chinese, and the other is written in a foreign language. They are both written in the blank space, but the handwriting is very neat. The scholar guessed that the foreign language should be English, but he did not know.
What to write.
The man at the bottom of the valley does not look like a college student, but who among ordinary people would be so leisurely in this season?
The scholar maliciously guessed the identity of the corpse in front of him: euros, mobile phone, gold and jade necklace, gold gourd anklet, mountain bike skewered in the bamboo, and the bag hanging on the bamboo tip. The body was well made.
clothes...who is this person?
But the scholar opened his wallet and took out the man's ID card. He was stunned for a moment. He squeezed his eyes hard and felt cold all over. Goosebumps suddenly appeared on his skin. If he hadn't been a thief since childhood, he would have faced thousands of people.
There is no chance that if the psychological quality of the training is good, he will scream that he is a ghost at this time.
The scholar reached out and pinched his face. After feeling the pain, he murmured:
"How is this possible? How is this possible?"
"His mother, there is such a thing?"
"Fuck, fuck, fuck! I'm really fucking your mother! Am I unlucky or lucky? Damn it!"
(To be continued)
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