笔趣阁www.xbiquge.so，最快更新心魔！ Qinghe County manages three towns, the county administration in a biggest town/subdues, Clear River Smalltown. County magistrate Shen Zhimo 20 years ago in old age, 20 years later in old age does not have the child, is mentally and physically exhausted, hidden has the oil completely lamp dry. 清河县下辖三镇,县衙就在最大的一镇,清河镇。县尊沈知墨二十年前老来得子,二十年后老来无子,早已心力交瘁,隐有油尽灯枯之相。 Supported him to not falling ill, the one breath that was wants to kill the murderer who son brings to justice. 撑着他不至一病不起的,就是想要将杀死儿子的凶犯捉拿归案的一口气罢了。 At present his chignon was disorderly, is staring to stare stares at Xing Li under hall to look some little time, asked spookily: „An artist?” 眼下他发髻凌乱,瞪着眼睛直勾勾地盯着堂下的邢立看了好一会儿,才幽幽地问:“一个画师？” „A crazy artist.” Xing Li said, „body uncovered talisman, written records of painting. The hall reveres is knows that the artist who these roam the four corners of the world is the lower currents on rivers and lakes, parade fleeing lane violating the law and commit crime is not infrequent. humble/despise Zhi went to Gai County, a that side situation pair, in addition the sword in his hand, that person confessed fully.” “一个疯癫的画师。”邢立说,“身上搜出了符箓,还有作画的纸笔。堂尊是知道的,这些游方的画师属于江湖上的下九流,游街窜巷作奸犯科者不在少数。卑职去了盖县,那边的情形一对,再加上他手里的剑,那人就供认不讳了。” Artists, not to some kind of person is called, but is an occupation. Main road invisible, the world has mystical powers. But people believe that can the invisible spirit solidify through some method- passes the way of book or picture. 画师,并非对某一类人的统称,而是一个职业。大道无形,天地有灵。但人们相信可以通过某种手段将无形之灵固化下来-通过书或画的方式。 The book, is talisman. daoist priest mostly thoroughly understand the say/way of some talisman, but their founders are called great calligrapher- with sword Saint and name world double Saint. 书,就是符箓。道士们大多通晓些符箓之道,而他们的祖师被称为书圣-与剑圣并称天下双圣。 As for the picture, was only the picture. Has person who that knows some negligible magic arts, takes the words painting as the intermediary, steals the spirits of some world, seals in the picture scroll, somewhat more or less effect. But secular people like not respecting the daoist priest respectable artist. It looks like these fellows and drop from house to house to peddle „maintaining life gold/metal pill” the swindlers difference is not big in the present man of insight, or...... is only fairly good. 至于画,就只是画了。有那懂些微末道法的人,以笔墨丹青为媒,窃得些天地之灵,封在画卷中,也有些或多或少的效果。但世俗的人们并不像尊敬道士们一样尊敬画师。在如今的有识之士看来那些家伙和走街串巷兜售“保命金丹”的骗子们差异并不大,或者……只是稍好一些吧。 Perhaps has the magical skill artist to have „god to do”- for example the hall revered behind that pine and crane chart is a previous dynasty artist does. The picture will indeed have the effect of safely refreshing one's spirits in the hall, must say that can prolong the life also cannot know. But to this toward, already stood toward more than 400 years the toward, these originally only the method in the marketplace rivers and lakes spreading slowly on the wane- artists after all not Confucianism like great calligrapher hanger-on daoist priest or the swordsman under sword, there is the asylum inheritance of Daoist Lineage or Sword Sect. 有道行的画师或许有“神作”-譬如堂尊身后的那幅松鹤图就是前朝一位画师所作。画在堂中的确会有安心宁神的效果,要说可以延年益寿也未可知。但到了本朝,已立朝四百多年的本朝,那些原本就只在市井江湖之中流传的法门都慢慢凋零-画师们毕竟不像书圣门下的道士或者剑圣门下的剑士一样,有道统或剑宗的庇护传承。 Therefore starts to become the good and bad people mixed up. Person who truly has the magical skill is rare, remaining mostly is some by the swindler who the foolish couples make money. 于是开始变得鱼龙混杂。真正有道行的人难得一见,剩下的大多都是些靠愚夫愚妇赚钱的骗子罢了。 Does oneself son die in an artist hand of such lower currents? 自己的儿子就死在这么一个下九流的画师手中？ Looked at his complexion, Xing Li supplemented: „Is young people, but also some magical skills. But makes such make the blood boil matter unexpectedly. The old masters restrain grief.” 看了他的脸色,邢立补充:“是个年轻人,还有些道行。但竟做出此等令人发指之事。老大人节哀。” Crossed the county magistrate to put out the one breath some little time: „Tomorrow will not need to appear in court.” 过了好一会县令才吐出一口气:“明日不用过堂了。” Xing Li stares slightly, at once understands clearly. 邢立微微一愣,旋即了然。 „Yes.” He said, „he will escape from prison to run away tonight. Does the Sir...... want to look personally?” “是。”他说,“那么今夜他就会越狱逃走。大人……可是要亲自看着？” The Shen Zhimo slightly muddy eyeball shivered obviously several, slowly enters in the handwarmer the sleeve cuff: „You come to clear river from Yunzhou with me. Stands permanently...... stands permanently from small is intimate with you. You work I to feel relieved.” 沈知墨略显浑浊的眼球颤抖了几下,慢慢将手笼进袖口里:“你是从云州跟我来清河的。立恒……立恒自小又和你亲近。你做事我放心。” Result that Xing Li expects. This old person thinks even, does not dare to look at that killed own son „murderer” probably. Did not fear that „murderer”, yes feared oneself saw him, but could not suffer that one breath. 正是邢立料到的结果。这老人即便想,大概也不敢去看那杀了自己的儿子的“凶犯”了。不是怕那“凶犯”,是怕自己看见了他,可就捱不住那一口气了。 Xing Li asks to be excused, turns around to go out several steps, Shen Zhimo also said suddenly: „Natsin hunting household said that is the monster.” 邢立告退,转身走出几步,沈知墨忽然又说:“那辛猎户说是妖怪。” Xing Li has turned around the sinking sound said: „I want to be Mr. hard am frightened the crazy, careless words. The person of this kind of food person, has what strange/different with the monster beast.” 邢立转过身沉声道:“我想是辛老汉被吓得疯癫,口不择言了。此类食人之人,和妖怪禽兽又有何异。” , Deeply inspired: „Stands permanently always shouts my Brother Xing. humble/despise Zhi also...... continuously him, when the brothers regard. Sets up the permanent enmity, the needless Sir said, I then go all out also to report. Fortunately the heaven enlarges ones vision, today...... today......” 顿了顿,深吸一口气:“立恒向来喊我邢大哥。卑职也……一直将他当自家兄弟看待。立恒的仇,不消大人说,我便是拼了命也要报的。所幸苍天开眼,今日……今日……” His voice choked at this point, deeply inspired to constrain the mood, asked for mercy: „Inferior duty without merit, Sir......” 他说到这里声音哽咽起来,又深吸一口气压抑了情绪,告罪:“卑职无状,大人……” „Goes. Goes.” Shen Zhimo the tears, has beckoned with the hand again and again, „made him die too pleased!” “去吧。去吧。”沈知墨已老泪纵横,连连摆手,“莫让他死得太快意了！” „Yes.” “是。” Xing Li goes out of the gate, spits the foul air of chest. Before a breath, he displays sorrowfully is hard to practice moderation, this moment that sorrowful without a trace. 邢立走出门,才将胸口的浊气吐出来。一息之前他表现得悲痛难以自持,此刻那悲痛却都无影无踪了。 The Sir was old. 大人到底是老了。 As for words that youngster spoke...... 至于那少年说的话…… Xing Li believes him. 邢立相信他。 He has seen that thing. 他见过那东西的。 The roof of prison cell can pass the silk threads the ray. This probably is a house in disrepair after many years. 牢房的屋顶会透进来丝丝缕缕的光线。这大概是一间年久失修的房子。 Li Yunxin lies down on the moist straw, what to do thinks should. 李云心躺在潮湿的稻草上,想自己该怎么办。 He does not have to feel oneself are one „artist”. In fact before Xing Butou said that he is an evil artist he has been very curious to this occupation. 他从没觉得自己是一个“画师”。实际上在邢捕头说他是一个邪恶画师之前他一直对这职业挺好奇。 He wakes up, or after saying lived, life in a Ding Province mountain village. The mountain is not green, the water is unclear, the land is not fertile, is average not wonderful one of the Great Qing in the middle of toward the innumerable remote mountain villages. 他醒来,或者说出生之后,就生活在定州的一个山村里。山不绿,水不清,土地不肥沃,算是大庆朝无数偏远山村当中平平无奇的一个。 The parents were the extremely genial intelligent person, Li Yunxin formerly think that they were that recluse who looked through the bustling place. Starts to teach him to his 4 or 5-year-old father something the time, he confirmed this suspicion. 父母都是极和善聪明的人,李云心从前就想他们是不是那种看破了红尘的隐士。到他四五岁父亲开始教他一些东西的时候,他证实了这种猜想。 Originally this world has the magic arts. 原来这个世界有法术的。 In one day family/home lacked the salt, going to the district buys the road is also far, therefore the father brings a paper, drew a bowl, then dipped some salt froth to cancel one in the bowl, raised, crash-bang to fling that paper again. 有一日家里缺了盐,去县上买路又远,于是父亲取来一张纸,画了一只碗,然后蘸了些盐沫在碗里勾了一笔,再将那张纸提起来、哗啦啦地一甩。 The snow white refined salt rustle fell from that paper. 雪白的精盐就从那纸上簌簌地落了下来。 At that time generally was the young father must tease the child to be happy, in institute also flower as well as setting sun of moon/month of tree dark fragrant fluctuation according. But he does not know own this little son is actually not simple. 当时大抵是年轻的父亲要逗孩子开心,院里还有一树暗香浮动的月照花以及斜阳。但他不知道自己这个小小的儿子其实没那么简单。 Later he went to school this technique. The father told him to grasp the person of this technique truly, called the artist. 之后他就学这门技艺了。父亲告诉他真正掌握了这门技艺的人,叫画师。 Picturesque, is picturesque by the world by the myriad things, from the thousand li (500 km) landscape completely receives among this square inches to the Xumi mustard seed, this is an artist. 以万物入画、以天地入画,大到千里江山小到须弥芥子尽收这方寸之间,此为画师。 The artist in artist and secular population in father mouth is probably different. But Li Yunxin is not clear at this time. 父亲口中的画师与世俗人口中的画师大概是不同的。但李云心此时还并不清楚。 The sunlight of top of the head turns into the golden yellow slowly, finally no longer divulges from the slit. Li Yunxin knew already to the evening. 头顶的日光慢慢变成金黄色,最后不再从缝隙中泄露进来。李云心知道已经到了晚上了。 In the corridor hears the sound of footsteps. Before a messenger carries a tray arrived at the door, looked at his one eyes, opens to place the ground the door the tray. 过道里传来脚步声。一个差人端了个托盘走到牢门前,看了他一眼,将牢门打开走进来把托盘放在地上。 „Eats.” The messenger evil report foul odor said, „calculates your luck is good, Xing head thought that you are a character, has not given you soup.” “吃吧。”差人恶声恶气地说,“算你运气好,邢头觉得你是个人物,不曾给你汤汤水水。” Said, that side some people shouted him, he stared Li Yunxin one, took the gate to walk. 说完之后那边有人喊他,他就又瞪了李云心一眼,带上门走出去了。 Li Yunxin looked at these food, really has half corn steamed bun, half bowl of thin rice gruel. Is the good meals. At least in the village many others often do not eat the corn steamed bun. 李云心看了一眼那些食物,竟然有半个粟米馒头,还有半碗稀粥。算是好伙食吧。至少在村里的时候好些人家都不常吃粟米馒头。 His hesitation moment put out a hand to carry the thin rice gruel to drink one, then grasped the steamed bun to eat slowly. Was much hungrier, he understood to take your time, otherwise there is receives. 他迟疑片刻伸出手去端起稀粥喝了一口,然后抓起馒头慢慢吃。饿得久了,他懂得要慢慢来,不然有得受。 The thing gets into the stomach to feel after the spirit recovers consciousness slightly, he catches the eye to look at the door. 东西下了肚觉得精神稍微缓过来之后他才抬眼去看牢门。 The messenger walks he has noticed, the lock on, the messenger has not as if forgotten. 那差人走出去的时候他就已经注意到,锁没上,似乎那差人忘记了。 Li Yunxin stared at that to look with some strange and complex expression some little time, realized matter possibly some unusual...... 李云心用某种古怪又复杂的表情盯着那门看了好一会儿,意识到事情可能有些……不同寻常。 He does not know that opens the door to deliver food matter is the local convention, but knows the board fence of door actually from some ground altitudes. This tray in thing can push from there. 他不知道开门送饭这事儿是不是当地惯例,但知道牢门的木栅栏其实距离地面有些高度。这托盘的里的东西都可以从那里推进来的。 Also knows the lock rusty stain on door stained, if some people, when delivers the food to each criminal does not hesitate the pain unlocking to lock, then the lock should not be now this appearance. 还知道牢门上的锁锈迹斑斑,如果有人在给每一个犯人送饭的时候都不惜辛劳地开锁落锁,那么锁头绝不该是现在这个样子。 That is the messenger opened to lock intentionally, forgot locking intentionally. 就是说那差人故意开了锁进来,又故意忘记了落锁。 Oh, this matter. 喔,这种事。 Probably one real 14 -year-old youngster thinks not pure brightness reason, but Li Yunxin is not really 14 -year-old youngster. 大概一个货真价实的十四岁少年想不清明其中缘由,但李云心可不是什么真的十四岁少年。 Xing Butou wanted a scapegoat. If he must do- criminal jailbreaks is then executed, the case settles, who has no need to go all out to make the effort really to seize what monster. 邢捕头想要个替罪羊了。如果是他也要这么干-犯人逃狱然后被格杀,案子就此了结,谁也用不着拼命花力气真的去捉什么妖怪。 Thinks that here he relaxes. At least from the present, goes out of this gate to him, enters in the dim light of night, some people will not disturb him probably. 想到这里他松了口气。至少从现在,一直到他走出这道门,走进夜色里,大概都不会有人打搅他了。 Therefore...... 于是…… After Li Yunxin is satiated with food and wine, looked for a comfortable position in the straw pile, fell asleep. 李云心吃饱喝足之后在稻草堆里找了个舒服些的位置,睡着了。 However at this moment hides two messengers in not far away has no way to look like him such easily and comfortably comfortable. Two people waited for the period of time, has not heard the pushing gate sound and sound of footsteps in expectation. 不过此刻藏在不远处的两个差人就没法儿像他这么安逸舒适。两个人等了一阵子,并未听见料想中的推门声以及脚步声。 „Hasn't the boy looked?” “那小子没看着？” „...... A youngster, probably yes.” “……一个少年,大概是。” „Mother, dull goose.” “妈的,呆鹅。” „You have sound.” “你出个声儿。” The black clothing messenger sighed, shouted at the top of one's voice: „Has a look at the door, one will drink!” 皂衣差人叹口气,扯开嗓子:“看看牢门,一会喝酒去！” „Walks, I can also have what accident to be inadequate.” Another person said. “走走走,我还能出什么岔子不成。”另一个人说。 Two people performed in the play to wait for a while, finally heard the sound. 两人演完了戏又等了一会儿,终于听见声音了。 However is the snoring sound. 不过是鼾声。 „Mother...... this dull goose......” “妈的……这呆鹅……”