Snow, but alsoinkeeping;
雪,还在不停地下着;All aroundperson,
四周的人,Startingto be getting fewer and fewer,
开始越来越少,Seemed likedispersedmovie theaterprobably,
像是散了的电影院,More and morebleak.
越来越萧条。Zhou Zehas stood in same place, whatever the snowitshas coveredslowly, buildshimslowly„snowman”.周泽一直站在原地,任凭雪已经慢慢地将其所覆盖,将他慢慢堆砌成一个“雪人”。Pounds the person of car(riage)to disappear,
砸车的人不见了,
The surroundedpersonalsodisappears,
围观的人也不见了,Falls onalsodisappearsin the person of ground,
倒在地上的人也不见了,Slowly,
慢慢地,
The car(riage)alsodisappears,
车也不见了,In the world, is only left overthiswhiteonepiecereallyclean;
天地之间,只剩下这白茫茫一片真干净;Onlydazzling, is a groundthatfishy smellredbeach.
唯一刺目的,还是地上那腥红的一滩。Itseems liketogether the dirt, howto washcannot wash off, howto scratchcannot delete,
它像是一块污渍,怎么洗都洗不掉,怎么擦都擦不去,Itexiststenaciously,
它固执地存在着,Issuchbeing an eyesore, letspersonuncomfortable.
是那么的碍眼,那么的让人不舒服。
During is rank red,
腥红之中,
The old mankeepscrying out,
老头不停地呐喊着,
It seems like divulginglong-timeconstraining.
似乎是在宣泄着很久以来的压抑。„Now, youknow that whatthingIwas?”
“现在,你知道我是什么东西了吧?”Probablyvented,
像是发泄完了,Probablytired,
像是累了,Alsothoughtdid not have the meaningbored,
也是觉得无聊没意思了,
During the old manfromis rank redgoes out.
老头从腥红之中走出。
The appearance of thatgreencoat, is the sneakers of thatpair of shoe solemud, is an image of old farmer, evenalsosucked in air through the teethnasal mucus, scratchedto flingwith the back of the handagainto the ground.
还是那身绿色大衣的打扮,还是那双鞋底泥泞的解放鞋,还是一个老农的形象,甚至还吸溜了一下鼻涕,用手背擦了擦再甩向了地上。Zhou Zenods.周泽点点头。„Youhad died, thatold man.”
“你已经死了,那个老头。”„Right, hehad died, butIcannot die, diedeach time, I must come back, change a person, comesagain.”
“对,他已经死了,但我死不了,每次死了,我还得回来,换一个人,重来。”
The old manis forking the waist, as to continueto curse at people, buta littlescoldedprobablymotionless.
老头叉着腰,似乎又想继续骂人了,但有点像是骂不动了。
The old mandied, buthe remains.
老头是死了,但他还存在。MasterXu Qinglang’sdied, butlaterwill also continueto presenthismaster.许清朗的师傅死了,但以后还会继续出现他的师傅。Heis a devil, fluttersin the sky, hewill fall, hewill enter in within the body of person, MasterXu Qinglang’sisonone, therefore, thatcanacquire understanding of esoteric teachings, canholdto readgravely, canbecome a head who walks randomlyinhuman world, evenlocalghost messengerdoes not dareto touchhim.
他是一只恶魔,飘荡在天空,他会落下,他会进入一个人的体内,许清朗的师傅是上一位,也因此,那位得以通玄,得以执念深重,得以成为一个游走在人间的天师,甚至连当地的鬼差也不敢去触碰他。
A week ago, heappearedhere, was killedbyZhou Ze, reallykilled, butdeath, merelyMasterXu Qinglang’s, truewicked, accomplishedall thesedevils, hewashed offall.
一周前,他出现在了这里,被周泽杀死,是真的杀死了,但死的,只是许清朗的师傅,真正的恶、造就这一切的恶魔,他不过是被洗去了一切。Hehidesin the gloomycornerlicksto lick the woundslowly,
他躲藏在阴暗的角落里慢慢地舔舐伤口,Hehidesin the crowdsilentlyis saving the strength,
他藏身于人群之中默默地重新积攒着力量,Hepassesin the standby periodslowly, heis seekingnexttaking possession, thisishisfate, ishisreincarnation, looks likesimilarlittle lolithatto helpghost messengerenters the world of the livingafterunderworldprobablylook for a lodgingbodytruth.
他在等待时间地慢慢流逝,他在寻求着下一个附身者,这是他的宿命,也是他的轮回,就像是类似小luoli那帮鬼差从地狱进入阳间之后总要找一个寄宿身体一个道理。He,
他,Alsoneed.
也需要。„Did youknowmeold?” The old manaskedZhou Ze.
“你知道我有多老了么?”老头问周泽。Zhou Zeshakes the head.周泽摇摇头。
„ Veryoldwas very old, is experienced and reliableappearance that Ialmost forgot myselfmostto start, the storyteller said that every bit of property, allhad the divine intervention!
“很老很老了,老到我自己都快忘了自己最开始的模样,说书人说,一草一木,皆有天意!ButIcould not think through, could not understand, could not seek, the significance that mymotherfuckerhadwasanything. ”
但我就是一直想不通,也理解不了,更是找寻不到,我他娘的存在的意义到底是什么。”
The old manwas saying to be saying,
老头说着说着,In the left side of hisbody, the heavy snowvanished, presented a piece of oldstreet.
在他身体的左侧,大雪消失,出现了一片老街道。On the streethas the street vendors'criesalsoto havevarioustypes of smallstores,
街上有叫卖声也有各种小商铺,
A platform, aboveis kneeling the person.
还有一个台子,上面跪着人。„In Irememberfarthestonetime, but alsoremembers that clearestonetime, wasthistime.”
“我记忆里最远的一次,还记得最清楚的一次,就是这一次了。”Caishikou,
菜市口,
The peopleare getting more and more.
人越来越多。Zhou Zediscoveredownsideencircledcompletely the person, everyone'sclothesbasicallywere the ashthrow, behindhead, thenhas a longbraid,
不知不觉间,周泽发现自己身边围满了人,大家身上的衣服基本都是灰扑扑的,脑袋后面,则是留着一个长长的辫子,Greasy,
油腻,Waterwoof.
水汪。Thisscene, seems to have met before.
这个场景,似曾相识。Had the executionerhandwritten seal the personto get up the platform, the bladehad rubbed, the personhas knelt down.
有刽子手押着人上了台子,刀已经磨好,人已经跪下。Person that undersurroundsstartsto sob, startsto sob,
底下围观的人儿开始在哭泣,也开始在抽噎,Somecover the eye, does not dareto look,
有的捂住眼睛,不敢看,Somecoveroneselfear, does not dareto listen,
有的捂住自己的耳朵,不敢听,Somehave turned aroundsimply, evenfacesdoes not dareto face.
有的干脆转过身,甚至连面对都不敢面对。Bleak, the fallen leafsweeps across, the executionerdrankliquor, heardweeping sounds under stage.
秋风萧瑟,落叶席卷,刽子手喝了一口酒,听到了台下的一片哭声。
The people condemned to deathhave not cried, hecontinuesto kneel, butbackis stiff, butpeople who belowsurrounds, is sobbingforhismisfortune, is shaking the head, was regretting,indisconsolate, is sorrowfulforelapsing of life.
死囚没哭,他继续跪着,但腰杆儿挺直,而下面围观的人们,则是在为他的不幸而哭泣,在摇头,在惋惜,在惆怅,为生命的逝去而悲哀。In front ofZhou Ze,周泽面前,old manis glassy-eyed,
老头的目光呆滞,Hearrived in front ofZhou Ze,
他走到了周泽面前,Put out a handto helpZhou Zereorganizecollar, probably a gentleelder, hegrins, revealedthatyellow teeth, continued saying:
伸手帮周泽整理了一下衣领子,像是一个慈祥的长辈,他咧开嘴,露出了那一口黄牙,继续道:„Asksyouto come, asks your matter.”
“找你来,是求你一件事儿的。”„Said.”
“说。”
„ Idied, in a short timedid not come back, butpossiblyseveral years later, more than tenyears, oraredozensyears, Iresult.
“我死了,短时间内回不来了,但可能过几年,过十几年,或者是过几十年,我还是得回来的。Therefore, Iaskedyou, whenIwill come backnext time, gaveto killme, was good?
所以,我求你,等下次我回来时,把我给杀了,好不好?Inthisfellowfamily/homehas some inheritedthings, Itold you position, youhad a look, shouldbe ableto straighten upsomegoodgadget, could have a liking for the eye, althoughtook awayto play, hehas also diedin any caseis not. ”
这家伙家里有祖传的一些东西,我告诉你位置,你去看看,应该能拾掇到一些好玩意儿,看得上眼的,尽管拿去玩,反正他也已经死了不是。”„Thissayingyoushould notsaytome.”Zhou Zereplied.
“这话你不该对我说。”周泽回答道。Shouldto of ownwithin the bodysay that is right.
应该对自己体内的那一位说才对。On the oldfacial countenancerevealedwiped the strangesmile, helooks atZhou Ze, licked the tongue, said:
老头脸上露出了一抹诡异的笑容,他看着周泽,舔了舔舌头,道:„Same.”
“一样的。”„How long do youalsocome back?”
“你还有多久回来?”„Was quick.”
“快了。”
The old manshows„livednot to havelove” the expression,
老头露出了一副“生无可恋”的表情,
The right handwields,
右手一挥,Presented a bridge.
出现了一座大桥。
A line,
一条线,Splittwoworld,
分割了两个世界,Left, ishundredyears ago Caishikou;
左边,是百年前的菜市口;Thenright, is the bridge of modernization.
右边,则是现代化的大桥。On the platform of Caishikouhas the executionerto take the blade, has the person condemned to deathto kneel;
菜市口的台子上有刽子手拿着刀,有死囚跪着;On the bridgehas a manto squaton the bridge, possiblyfallsmomentarily.
大桥上有一个男人蹲在桥梁上,随时可能落下。
A line, dividedhundredyears of time.
一条线,分割了百年的时光。„Peopleoftensaid, the timecanchangeall.” The old mansmiles bitterly saying: „ But something, the timeare even helpless, Ifelt that Iwill come backnext time, will not be separatedtoofor a long time, youjust wait.
“人们常说,时间可以改变一切。”老头苦笑道:“但有些东西,连时间都无能为力,我感觉我下次回来,不会间隔太久,你等着吧。Could not say after Iwill come backnext time, looks foryouagain. ”
说不得我下次回来后,再去找你。”Under the bridge, many peoplegather there are surrounding, bystandernumber, evenmade the operation of thisbridgebe paralyzed.
桥下面,有很多人聚集在那里围观着,围观者数目之多,甚至让这座桥的运行陷入了瘫痪。police officercatches upto keep the order, theyare maintaining the warning line, making the person who surroundswithdraw, withdrawsagain, but the frontpersonproceedsto push, the followingpersonproceedsto push, cannot disperse.警察赶来维持秩序,他们维系着警戒线,让围观的人退后一些,再退后一些,但前面的人往前挤,后面的人往前推,根本散不开。Everyonelooked likewent to the movie theatercrowdedpublic transportationto go shoppinglong ago the same as the supply and marketing cooperativepositiveenthusiastically.
大家就像是早些年去电影院挤公交车冲供销社买东西一样的积极踊跃。
The fire fighters the prepare the rope, have preparedto brave the dangerto come up the life-saving.
消防员则是已经布置好了绳索,准备冒着危险上去救人。„Jumps, youjumpquickly!”
“跳啊,你快跳啊!”„Mother, has not jumped, Sunexposed to the sunmequickly!”
“妈的,还不跳,太阳快晒死我了!”„Isaid the brothers, do youjump, sound, youdo not jumpmealso to go backto prepare food.”
“我说兄弟,你到底跳不跳,支个声儿啊,你不跳我还得回去做饭呢。”„Deft, the movementfiducial point, the water splashis smaller, the skill actionminutecanbe high!”
“麻利点,动作标准点,水花小一些,技术动作分才能高啊!”Inthesepeople of followingshoutingurgedventing grievances, sideto take the cell phoneat the same time, the photographvideo recording, thenissued the micro blogfriendcircle:
在下面叫嚷的这些人一边催促着发泄着不满,一边拿着手机,拍照录像,然后发布微博朋友圈:„Is goodto be worried abouthim, whymustjump from an upper story, is quick!”
“好担心他啊,为什么要跳楼啊,快下来啊!”„Lifeis very valuable, onetimeregarding everyone, hopes that the abovebrotherssee through, get downearlier!”
“生命很可贵的,对于每个人来说都只有一次,希望上面的兄弟看开一点,早点下来吧!”„Gets down, the lifetakes the twists and turnsunavoidably, nothing cannot see through, youwill have yourfamily member and friendwill continueto supportyou, youwill have usto be worriedforyou below!”
“下来吧,人生难免遇到波折,没有什么是看不开的,你还有你的亲人和朋友会继续支持你,你还有我们在下面替你担心呢!”„Is really anxiousforabovebrothers, do not jump, the fire fighterunclerefuels, mustsavehim!”
“真替上面这位兄弟揪心啊,不要跳啊,消防员叔叔加油,一定要救下他!”Sent the trend,
发完了动态,Put down the cell phone,
放下了手机,Everyoneis enduring the insolation of hot sun,
大家忍受着烈日的曝晒,Startsto keepurging that abovethathurries, deft, the speed, Sunexposed to the sun, herealsodoes not have the parasol, does not have the convenience storeto buy a bottle of iceto be extravagant.
开始不停地催促上面的那位赶紧的,麻利的,速度的,太阳太晒了,这里又没有遮阳伞,也没有便利店可以买瓶冰阔乐。„100years.” The old mansmiles, licked the lip.
“一百年。”老头笑了笑,舔了舔嘴唇。„Pū!”
“噗!”
The left side of line, the executionerbroadswordfalls, the head/number of peopletumbles.
线的左侧,刽子手大刀落下,人头滚落。„plop!”
“噗通!”
The right side of line, thatmanjumps downfrom the bridge, pounds into the water.
线的右侧,那个男子从桥梁上跳了下来,砸入水中。
The worldas iffell into a peaceinthis time,
世界在此时似乎都陷入了一种安静,
A strangepeace.
一种诡异的安静。Then,
而后,
The two sides of line,
线的两边,Boilstogether.
一起沸腾起来。ThereCaishikou, inonegroup of manpowertakes the steamed bunto runto dip the blood, the person who snatchesshouted loudly„personbloodsteamed bunto guarantee to cure all diseases!”
菜市口那儿,一群人手里拿着馒头跑过去蘸血,抢到的人高呼着“人血馒头包治百病!”Therebridge,
桥梁那儿,When the fire fightersandpolice officerareelapsing of lifepay silent tributetogethereveninweeping and wailing the class/flowtears,
当消防员和警察们一起为一个生命的逝去而默哀甚至在哭喊流眼泪时,Severalbusybodiespassed through the isolation stripto rushunexpectedlysecretlyjustsalvaged by corpse, lifted the corpsebodytop headwhitecanvas,
有几个好事者居然偷偷穿过了隔离带冲到了刚刚打捞上的尸体旁,掀开了尸体身上盖着的白帆布,
After lookingis being drown to death the appearance.
瞧着溺死后的模样。These, canbecometheirfuturesubjects, when for example and frienddrinks, canboaston the bridgethatpersonto jump into the riverto commit suicidea while ago, diesthatto callonemiserably, Ihave personally seen.
这些,都能成为他们日后的谈资,比如和朋友喝酒时,可以吹嘘前阵子桥上那个人跳河自尽,死得那叫一个惨啊,我亲眼见过。Both sides of line,
线的两端,Troubled,
纷纷扰扰,Andstartsto be getting more and more chaotic.
且开始越来越乱。Arrivedfinally,
到最后,Old man'sform is also getting more and more pale, heshrugged, helpless, nothandlesvery much, probablygrief:
老头的身影也在越来越淡,他摊了摊手,很无奈,很无措,像是哀莫大于心死:„Iwant dead.”
“我想死啊。”Thisishislastsighs woefully,
这是他的最后一声哀叹,Then, hewavestoZhou Ze,
而后,他对周泽挥挥手,„Bye, whenIwill come backnext time, askingyou...... to killmethoroughly.”
“再见,等我下次回来,求你……彻底杀了我。”„Buzz........................”
“嗡……………………”All around,
四周,
The light and shadowstartto shiver,
光与影开始颤抖,Zhou Zesilentlyraised the head,周泽默默地抬起头,Healsostandsin the bathroom in bookstore, in the handalsotakes the towel that preparesto wipe the face, in front ofoneself, isthatmirror.
他还站在书店的卫生间里,手里还拿着准备擦脸的毛巾,自己面前,还是那面镜子。Withoutshadow, does not have the old man.
身后,没有黑影,也没有老头。Zhou Zehas not been dizzy, notconfused, does not have anyillness.周泽也没有头晕,更没有迷茫,没有任何的不适。
The old manhas said that thisis a simpleimaginarytechnique, is simpleZhou Zeoneself to wake upeasily.
老头说过,这是一个再简单不过的幻术,简单得周泽本人可以轻而易举地从中醒来。Thissimpleimaginarytechnique, naturallycannothaveimpact in whatphysiologytoZhou Ze.
这种简单的幻术,自然不会给周泽带来什么生理上的影响。Continuesto take up the towel,
继续拿起毛巾,Wipes the face,
擦脸,But the water on facehas done,
但脸上的水早就干了,Nowscratches,
现在擦的,Is the perspiration,
是汗,Cold sweat.
冷汗。Went out of the bathroom, Zhou Zesatin the position that by the windowoneselfmostliked, the setting sunafterglowscatteredaccording tohere, pulled off a longshadow.
走出了卫生间,周泽在自己最喜欢的靠窗的位置坐了下来,夕阳的余晖撒照在这里,拖出一道长长的影子。
The livelybookstore, most peoplehealed from a woundinsecond floor, nowremainsboss a personto sit below next week.
原本热闹的书店,大部分人都在二楼养伤,现在就剩下周老板一个人坐在下面。Howdoes not know,
不知道怎么的,Zhou Zethought that was somewhat cold,周泽觉得有些冷了,Thisisonetypeat nightcolder a feelingcompared withoneweek ago that
这是一种比一周前的那个夜晚更冷的感觉,Even when enduresto walk the road to Hadesfeeling for the first time,
甚至堪比自己第一次走黄泉路时的感觉,Becausethisis the firsttime, Zhou Zecontactsthistype of thing.
因为这是第一次,周泽接触到这种东西。Itis not the ghost,
它不是亡魂,Itis not the lifeform,
它也不是生物,Itdoes not have the physique, evenitdoes not knowoneselfare anything,
它没有形体,甚至它自己都不知道自己是个什么东西,Butitactuallyseems like a devil, staresgreatly the eye,
但它却像是一个恶魔,瞪大着眼睛,Inthis day,
在这天上,Windy rain, isringing the universe,
无论是刮风下雨,还是朗朗乾坤,Itis gazing below all,
它都在注视着下方的一切,Andpreparesto wield the wing of devilat any time,
且随时准备挥动着自己恶魔的翅膀,Arrives.
降临下来。Thisgaze,
这种注视,Knowncontinued for hundredyears,
已知持续了百年,Below,
下面,Possiblywill continueto continue,
可能会继续持续下去,Alsodoes not know that will continuemanyhundredyears.
也不知道会持续多少个百年。
Those words that just likeoneselfwithin the bodythatobviouslyafterkillinghimactuallyleft behindspecially are the same:
正如自己体内那位明明在杀了他之后却特意留下的那句话一样:„Hehas not died......”
“他还没死……”
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