shepherd

There is indeed no dragon in reality, but two of the nine sons of the dragon are very similar to turtles or turtles. It is the six sons and the eight sons, which are likely to be used by Wang Mulin to replace the image of the dragon, and because the king is a living thing , exactly corresponds to the "life" in "Four Deaths and One Life". If there is no accident, these five things should refer to the runestones that outline the body parts of a cow. The first four are stones, that is, dead objects. The cow's head, body, tail and limbs are painted, and the last part should be painted on this bastard. Compared with the sacrifices that appeared here, the painting on the bastard should be the heart or internal organs.

In addition, the patterns on those runestones should have been drawn by Wang Mulin himself, and the outlines can be outlined with just a few strokes. The strokes are delicate and smooth, and they are done in one go. I am afraid that he is the only person present with this skill.

Then it is obvious what the calves that were killed before were used for. A total of three calves were killed before. After tonight, I believe that two more calves will be found by the workers in the factory, and one must be missing internal organs. A head without body meat.Because these parts were placed in front of the five of them at this time, more than half of the freshly cut heart had already entered Wang Mulin's stomach.

I put together the last piece of the jigsaw puzzle, and I can't help but lament that if my younger brother hadn't had a hobby of fishing, and I wasted my boss' efforts to bring this bastard back and raise it, even if we knew it today, it would be useless. Where can I find it at night? This bastard in the river.

Wang Mulin's swallowing stopped suddenly, which meant that what I said was right, so I pushed my junior hard: "Why are you still standing there, go and kill the bastard, Long! I will explain to you later! "

"Then what do you do?" I shook my arm and didn't say anything. The younger brother understood that I still have tiger whiskers, so he ran towards the dormitory building without looking back.

Wang Mulin swallowed the flesh and blood in his mouth. At this moment, his mouth and chin were dripping with blood, and he was extremely cautious in the dim twilight. "Bastard? What bastard? You can't be honest, blow on the air conditioner in the room, and then eat and sleep well, right?"

Looking at Wang Mulin who seemed to be caught by me, I smiled contemptuously: "My junior brother is a master fishing master, Wang Ba was caught by him a long time ago."

All of a sudden, Wang Mulin continued to devour the less-than-average beef heart in his hand regardless of his disregard. He felt as if he was swallowing the jujube whole. After a while, the beef heart was almost eaten up.Although I don't know what will happen when the whole beef heart is wiped out by Wang Mulin, but it is definitely not a good thing. He said before that he would suck the "luck" of several other people.

There was no sound in the surrounding area, only the sound of Wang Mulin tearing and chewing the heart, the last bit of the heart was stuffed into his mouth, and before he could swallow it, I could clearly see the happy smile on Wang Mulin's face, the fresh blood of the heart came from the mouth. The corners of his mouth flowed out, and the previous blood had already coagulated, hanging on his chin like jelly, moving up and down with the chewing movements of his mouth.

Seeing that the movements of Wang Mulin's mouth were getting smaller and smaller, and the stabbing meal was coming to an end, he gritted his teeth and wiped his bloody chin with his hand, shook his hand in disgust, and slowed down his chewing Come down, this last bite, I guess he wants to enjoy it slowly.Suddenly, the smile on Wang Mulin's face froze, his mouth was slightly opened, his throat made a short "clack" sound when he inhaled, his eyes widened, and he stretched out a hand to slowly touch his neck.

"Ugh..." He spat out a piece of beef heart that hadn't been chewed completely, it should be the one he hadn't swallowed yet.

"Ouch..." There was another piece, it looked like chyme, the air had already begun to emit an unpleasant smell of vomiting, accompanied by the smell of blood, I and the others frowned for a while, swallowing and suppressing Physical discomfort, acid reflux in my stomach, I turned my head away from staring at Wang Mulin, fearing that I would vomit if I continued watching. At this time, Wang Mulin’s retching sound kept impacting my ear canal. It's like a meat grinder, the beef heart that he swallowed just now is being spat out by him bit by bit, like a cow chewing its cud.

The head of the god of shepherds in the sky began to fade away slowly at this moment, and turned into gray mist again. A struggling moo sounded, showing exhaustion. It seemed very unwilling, and those orange eyes that seemed to be unchanged from ancient times seemed to be able to read a trace of it. For nostalgia for the present world, I thought about taking off the tiger's beard on my hand. The tiger's whiskers were blown up by the airflow that was constantly engulfed in the gray fog, and I was sucked into the fog. I seemed to hear a distant tiger roar, but there was It's not real, maybe it's just my auditory hallucination, and looking at the eyes of Mu Shen, it seems to be dodging, flickering like an incandescent light bulb that is about to go out.

The golden thread on Dapeng's head also disappeared, replaced by a faint blue mist rising from above his head, like the other four people, merged into the huge mist in midair, and the figure of Mu Shen had completely collapsed and disappeared. Nope, only the black mist remained to announce that the ceremony was not over.

"Dapeng, you are in auspicious position, you should be fine." When Lao Zhou said this, his eyes did not look at Dapeng, but at the ground in front of his feet. Dapeng just wanted to step out after hearing this. , Wang Mulin stopped him with his words, his voice was very weak, after all, he almost spit out all the bile just now:

"Talking about secret gossip, auspicious positions are useless. Now there are five of us, whoever moves first will die, and the calculation will be over after Yinshi."

"After five o'clock?" I said.

"Heh..." Wang Mulin shook his head and breathed a sigh of relief: "You use Yinshi of Empress Tang?"

From what he said, it is true that the time when the God of Mu appeared was the time when witch religion was rampant, and it must be much earlier than the time when the Tang Dynasty was established.In this way, after six o'clock in the morning, the sun must have come out by then, and then the ceremony can be regarded as over, and now we can only wait for the passage of time.I breathed a sigh of relief and looked at my phone. It was already past four o'clock, and it was less than two hours away from six o'clock in the morning. I will make plans then.

The junior brother came back, and there was the concierge with him. I think the accident that happened just now must have something to do with his murder of the bastard. The junior brother glanced at us and we were fine. With a sigh of relief, he opened his mouth to ask for credit:

"The bastard was picked up by me and smashed to death with a brick. It can be used to make soup later."

"Is there something painted on the bastard's shell?" I asked.

"It seems that there are white traces, but I didn't look carefully. It was too dark to see clearly. It was not easy to fish out of the pond. After a long time, the uncle came to help me get it together."

This uncle usually doesn't eat, and he can't see his people. Why did he come out to help his junior brother catch bastards in the middle of the night? It's really strange. Just as he was wondering, the junior brother also realized that it was not daytime, and the uncle was not only asleep. , and judging by his appearance, he seemed to turn a blind eye to the fog that still existed in the sky. The junior brother was shocked, and his voice was a little hoarse:

"Master, sir?"

The concierge ignored his younger brother, but looked at Wang Mulin, with tears in his haggard eyes, which was especially obvious under the reflection of the nearby light source. At this time, Wang Mulin was holding his hair with both hands, and knelt down on the ground. "Mu Lin, Wen Wen wouldn't want to see you like this."

"Don't call me by my name, and don't call him by his name." Wang Mulin didn't look up, but stopped pulling his hair.

"Mu Lin..."

Wang Mulin suddenly laughed, the laughter became louder and louder, like an uncontrollable madness, he didn't stop until his whole body convulsed and he couldn't breathe, he rubbed his hands on his face, blowing He took a deep breath, opened his hands, and seemed to throw away his negative emotions, he sneered, and stared at the porter:

"A person cannot choose when to be born, nor can he choose his parents, but he can choose when to die." After saying this, he looked at me and my junior brother again:

"Study hard." He only said these four words. My junior and I don't understand why this special care means, but I have already guessed about the relationship between the porter and Wang Mulin. There is no photo or name of the uncle on the staff wall. When we came to the factory, we only knew to call him "Uncle" without knowing his real name, but I may know his surname now.

Wang Mulin stood up. At this time, he seemed to have turned back into the cheerful Manager Wang in the factory. He could draw lifelike pictures and write well. The blood on the corner of his mouth still reminded us of what he did just now. , he took a small step to the right, and for a while, Lao Zhou and I realized what he was going to do. I stretched out my hand, and Lao Zhou also extended his hand. Before the word "don't" came out, Manager Wang took a big step to the right again. One step later, his position was no longer the true north of the center point. The mist above the heads of the five people and the gray mist in mid-air disappeared in an instant. Zhang Yi, Zhao Cong and Dapeng all collapsed as if they had lost their strength, and slammed their mouths on the ground. Panting heavily, Lao Zhou still kept stretching out his hand, but he couldn't make a sound with his mouth open.

A strange, gurgling sound of water rang out from Manager Wang, and his mouth and nose kept overflowing with clear water. He stretched out his hands in a panic and grabbed it. I rushed forward and called my junior brother to help me quickly. Manager Wang's fidgeting hands prevented him from interfering with our rescue actions, and I wanted to open Manager Wang's mouth to allow air to enter the lungs, but Manager Wang was like a activated fire hydrant at this time, with seven orifices constantly popping out When the water came, Lao Zhou muttered:

"It's useless, Kanzi, as long as he moves, he will drown."

Five minutes later, no matter what we did, we still couldn't stop seeing Manager Wang being drowned in front of our eyes. The concierge's face was already full of tears. He was pushed staggeringly, and his junior brother was also unsteady and fell to the ground. The uncle tried all the first aid methods he could think of, but still couldn't stop Manager Wang from returning to the sky.

Manager Wang, Wang Mulin died, died of drowning, died of Kampui's backlash.

"It was I who killed Mu Lin, it was me." The uncle burst into tears, he looked at us, sobbing unceasingly, I was afraid that he would not be able to breathe if he took a breath when he was old.I suddenly thought of something:

"So, that puppy in the shed..." Before I finished speaking, the uncle replied:

"I dealt with that dog. I brought it from someone else and wanted to raise it. Mu Lin knew it, and he said: 'Do you think you have the ability to raise a dog now, don't you?', and then he I strangled that puppy to death, and even scratched it with a knife." The uncle's eyes lost focus, and he stared blankly ahead, as if the events of that day were happening right before his eyes.

"He said I'm a wimp, I'm a wimp, Wenwen died because of me, all because of me," the uncle poked his chest hard with his fingers, all of us looked at the uncle, except Lao Zhou, Lao Zhou Zhou obviously knew something, and kept his head down in silence.

"I shouldn't have been fooled by those people from other places. I shouldn't have played cards with them. I lost all my money, a year's wages." Hearing this, I knew it was another reason. Tragedy caused by gambling.

"Then I gambled. I borrowed money from others to gamble, and I pawned valuables at home to gamble. As a result, Wenwen had to work so much every day, and ended up dying in the ditch next to the corn field. In the end I was still gambling, I didn’t know, when I arrived, Wenwen was already dead, you know, her body is as light as paper, her nails and lips are whitish, she used red nail polish to cover , Can’t cover it, the doctor said it was prolonged hypoglycemia, the body has been overloaded and passed out, and when he fell down, he hit his head and died. In fact, he died of exhaustion.

Mulin's grades were so good at that time, and I promised him to buy him a mobile phone when he was admitted to university. In 1110, I promised him to buy a Nokia [-], which was the best at that time, but Wenwen left, and he I have also been admitted to university, but the family has no money for him to study, he can only go to work and support himself, I am like a dog behind him, I can only live by him, I am not a thing, I should not bet on it , Wenwen and Mulin were both killed by me.

I was the one who killed...it was me..." Uncle Wang took out a yellowed and wrinkled photo from his pocket and handed it to us. A woman with a sweet smile, wearing a white dress with red polka dots, holding a child in her arms, the eyebrows are exactly what Wang Mulin looked like when she was a child.

Uncle Wang stood up and tremblingly wanted to pick up Manager Wang's body, but he was too old and weak to lift it up. Seeing the situation, his younger brother called Dapeng and the others to help him pick it up. Manager Wang's body walked out, and only Lao Zhou and I were left there.

"I heard that, Aunt Zhang?"

Lao Zhou sighed, "Light me a cigarette, student."

"Crack" the fire came on, and Lao Zhou took a deep breath, coughing again and again.

"Old Wang is my classmate, from elementary school to high school, his grades have always been very good, he can write calligraphy, and can draw. In the third year of high school, I heard that something happened to his family, and he didn't go to college. Cheng, I didn't expect it to be because of this.

I’m different from him. I don’t like reading, but he likes it very much, especially liberal arts. He said that he wants to be a history teacher in college in the future. After graduation, we all come back here to work. He is more willing to work, so the position The promotion is higher, and the salary is higher than ours. A few years ago, he asked me to drink, and he talked about his family when he was drunk. He said that he and his mother were unlucky, so they shared such a family. He should have been teaching in a university. , His mother will not die either. "

"His mother's name is Zhang?"

"Yes, you heard me," Old Zhou took a few sips, a little angrily:

"Uncle Wang really harmed them. He gambled so that Mu Lin couldn't study, and Aunt Zhang was exhausted from overwork. That's why I told him that I have a way to bring Aunt Zhang back. I told him about it. We all drank too much that day. I don’t know if it’s worth it or not. I didn’t expect him to find me in June this year after so many years. I've been preparing all the time, but I didn't expect you two students," Lao Zhou paused, "It's really different after reading too much, Lao Wang, what a pity."

Lao Zhou flicked the cigarette butt in his hand, a spark drew a parabola, dimmed twice on the ground and then completely extinguished.

The God of Faun ceremony was finally over, and I walked slowly back to the room, the younger brother was already sitting by the bed, saw that it was me, fell silent for a while, pointed to my electric cooker and said, "Do you want to eat bastard?"

"Damn it, I want to sleep! Where did you send Manager Wang's body?" I saw the corpse of Wang Ba in the basin next to me, the moss on the shell was less, and I could see the pattern outlined by the white brush , this bastard is really the creature that finally represents the "dragon".

"It's the three rounds of the uncle. The uncle said he just wanted to go home. Zhang Yi and the others accompanied me and let me come back first. This is the key to the concierge." The younger brother shook a bunch of keys in his hand. From today he has to work part-time as a concierge.During the conversation, the sky was getting a little dark. I announced that today is a day off, and I will talk about feeding the cows tomorrow, and I lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, I stood on the path in the cornfield again. In a trance, I thought that this might be the cornfield where Aunt Zhang died in the old Zhoukou, so I kept coming to this place in the dream. A thin woman walked up, looked at me with a smile on her face, exactly the same as the woman in the photo that Uncle Wang handed over, and then disappeared in a blink of an eye.

When I woke up again, it was already a few hours later, and there were two dead calves downstairs. I went downstairs alone without waking up my sleeping brother. The onlookers had almost left. It seems that I missed it. At the busiest moment, I glanced at the two cow carcasses. One was completely cut off, and the other couldn’t be seen from the outside. Accountant Chen was still beside me. I pointed at the cow and asked:

"Is the cow's heart gone?"

Accountant Chen was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, and then she called me to the monitoring room. The big screen showed the scene of Manager Wang and Zhang Yi entering the breeding area together. Seeing the figures of my junior brother and me, and then speeding up for a while, it was the scene of the junior brother and the others holding the corpse of Manager Wang coming out.

"It's hard for me to explain to you, but I can guarantee that there will be no more dead cows in the future."

"I have plenty of time. Before the person who installed the new surveillance came, I was the only one who watched these videos."

So I told everything, accountant Chen seemed to be listening to a storyteller talking about storytelling, sometimes nodding and sometimes frowning, when he heard the last story about Uncle Wang, his eyes were still red, he couldn't help but sighed, he was quite into the drama.

"Cough, so that's how it happened." Seeing that Accountant Chen seemed to be still immersed in the story, I reminded him.Accountant Chen quickly wiped the corners of his eyes, wiped away a little bit of tears, and nodded to me, then pulled out the surveillance storage hard disk, fell to the ground forcefully, then moved a chair and slammed it towards the hard disk, giving me I was taken aback. After a mess, all the parts on the hard drive were splashed out. Accountant Chen raised his hand to straighten his messy hair, heaved a sigh of relief, and signaled to me that everything was over.

Yeah, it's all over.

The two-month experiment period was over, and Zhao Cong arranged a car for us to take us to the train station. Before we left, everyone had a last meal together. We all agreed without mentioning anything about Mushen. I also replaced another concierge man, the new man was very funny and enthusiastic, and he was drinking and bragging with Zhang Yi and the others. I don’t drink as usual, but just looking at them and listening to them talk, I feel Everything is back to how it should be here, rustic.

On the train back, I sent Fu Yingxue a message:

when are you going back to China?I'm going to treat you to a super meal and a great story, the name of the story is "The Faun".

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