Live belly
------ color does not empty, empty is not different. The color is empty, and the empty is color. Idealized,
It is also true.
---------------- "Prajna Paramita"
At dusk, there was a bigger snow.
I deeply walk in the snow, a little worried. How did the village pointed out on the map? According to the indication on the picture, I should have arrived. The only explanation is: this big snow makes me lost.
Water does not matter, it is snow. But food is only two dry buns. If I can't find someone, then my life is only afraid to use a division.
Turning through a mountain mouth, suddenly a light jumped into my eyes. I am surprised and happy, accelerate the steps, go forward.
This is a small grass, which is not much bigger than a gazebo. On the entrance of the door, there is a white wooden plaque, and the words have been written above: "Live buried."
This hidden name is not afraid, I know this is an ancient magistrate to give his own name, to show the unclear of the country. In this twiddle, I am only afraid of being a person who is dissatisfied with the reality - if I can talk to him, I don't want this.
I went to the door and said: "Excuse me, have anyone?"
There is a person inside: "Come in, the door has not boud."
I pushed the door.
There is only a candle in it, illuminating a small place in the door. An old man sits in the corner, in the night, can't see the face. "The donor, please sit."
In front of him, there is a futon. I sat down and said: "Master, I am lost, please let me borrow a stay."
This is still sleeves, sitting and standing: "The weather like this is still going to rush, it is hard."
I am just a smile: "The world is bustling, all of the world is bustling."
"No three poisons. Department of sorrow: can be born, 嗔恚, 嗔恚, ignorant, often wrapped in the rust, can not stay away from getting free."
"The master is like a stick, but there is something wrong, knowing that it is not possible. Although thousands of people, I will go."
He is still moving, but it is just a way: "The three borders are innocent, like a fire house. The borders are full, Shi Chalance."
我: "Master's Dharma is deep, but I am just a common person, my husband, and I am like a four sanctuary."
He looked up and said: "Every color phase is a virtual. Dynasty wants to read the Buddhist scriptures, can I have repaired five parking?"
道 道: "Never. However, the world is not clean, I am clean, people are not compassionate, I am compassionate, there is a lot of thousands of people,"
"The donor has great wisdom," he has no smile, "but the donor, can you want to listen to me? Is there a story? There is no tea in the grass, I have to use the clearing to sell this night."
I sat down and took the back on the wall, let myself feel comfortable, picking out a hoe from the bag, said: "Master please. Master wants to come to a hoe?"
"The desire of the mouth, the most resistant. The donor is coming again."
I also laugh: "There is a difference, if there is no, what is it?"
"Save this concept, that is, there is a phase."
I stretched a lazy waist, biting my hoe, said: "The words of the master are the skin. Six ancestors: External departure, named without phase; can be ignored, that is, the law is clean. I am in the heart Have the idea, why have you strongently see you? So the hoe is, it is a phase; eat it, there is still a phase. However, I have no such thing in my heart. "He said:" He said: " It is not perfect. "
It is said: "Oral is also awkward, the mind is, just the table industry, or listen to the story of the master."
"So, the donor is sitting, listening to me. You can know that my custom home is a famous family outside the 30 miles. Fangyuan Baili is my home industry. Just my family is not strong, one is only one in one. "
I said: "Why is the master throw a house?"
"In my 198 years old, a Shi said that I said that I did a good job in Beishan. She was a famous beauty here. At that time, I said that it was a spring breeze, everything was awkward. "
I can't help but laugh: "The master is still less in the year."
"But only three months after marriage, a major illness went to my wife's life."
I converge a smile: "Sorry, master."
"No need to sorry, all of them are vain. The so-called sorrow is like a cloud." He sat down, as a Buddha in the Buddha, "I was 19 years old, I didn't know the old age, I feel After she died, the world is meaningless, so I
I dug a deep hole on my ancestral mountain, called people to lift my wife's spirit, and then. "
He took a meal, and he said: "I have left all the people, then take a light to go in ..."
This hole I called someone to dig deep, I went to the foot for a long time. It's very cold, the cave is not too cold, although the mud of the earth has been frozen, but it is not very cold because it is not ventilated outside. Her spirit has been entered in a small chamber inside. The spirit of the Zhu is very big, it is a special thing I let the Liuzhou craftsman.
I sat on a chair on her spirit, and I took a fire line on the spirit. That Mars jumped on the ground, as if a ghost, fly outward.
With a loud noise, the entire collapse is collapsed. Now, only her and me, in this deep tomb.
I touched a bottle of wine from my arms. Under dim light, the wine in the bottle is similar in flow, and the illusion is like. I heard that the wine will get fire on the ground, in the bottle, that is like an uncommon demon?
"Drink."
As if there is a person in the dark to tell me with a sweet voice.
"Drink, drunk in the sour, forget the people."
I reached out and pulled the bottle, silent: "Wait for me, if you feel lonely on Huangquan Road."
- Don't you want to see me again? My eyes are like the brightest stars in the night, my long hair is like opium, my lips are sweet, like honey?
In the light of the lacquer lamp, I seem to see her, like the birth. Her skin is still white as beautiful, her voice is crispy if the silver bell, the finger is smooth and beautiful, her kiss is like the last rain in spring.
"Wait for me." I murmured.
I pushed the cover. I didn't let people hit it, because I have a vow to have a vows with her, and I will die with the same point. The same is true, the heart is also hot.
Pulling the cover, I saw her.
day!
Her face has not been deformed, but her skin is flourished, it is like frozen radish, but it is hardened. Her face is still beautiful, but that beauty has already had a demon, can only say that it is a false beauty. I know, under the blush color of the white, there is no blood in the flow, the most is the mobility of the mites waiting for spring, and she eats her empty shell. And her face, the gratification smile before the death is solidified in the inner layer of the skin, it is still afraid. Just these, I can endure, I am still willing to lying on her, grapping her stiff torso, so let us slowly become the soil. However, more terrible is that I saw her mouth.
Her mouth, there is a mouse with my palm of my hand!
If the mouse is lie in her lips, I can even see the belly of the mouse.
I screamed, I grabbed my mouse and threw it to the wall.
The mouse is a ball, playing on the wall of the frozen, like stone, and falling back, falling on the ground, four skin twitching.
Her lips were almost smashed by the mouse, showing a white teeth, and the image is laughing. Mixed a smile on her face, but becomes a kind of sly sarcasm, as if the toes look at me, even if her eyes are closed. I almost touched her sharp, such as a knife, and I can see her monster smile in the cave, as if there is a bat in the nest during the night.
I am unable to sit on the chair.
If you are in this moment, I feel that my own place will be touched, and I will only feel that I am thinking about a madman. Everything I do will be a laughter of people, and I don't listen to it. When adults mention my name to scare.
I am giving up my life for this ugly body.
Comic, ridiculous.
I long ups to tone. The light of that painted light is beating because of my breath, making her face bright dark, but also like the temple rose in the temple around the king, it seems to sit straight from the spirit at any time. .
I pushed into the cover, and I blew the paint lamp.
In the dark, I smiled and smiled.
The feeling of hunger is a whip, put it on me. When I wake up, in the darkness around, I thought I slept in Luo.
Mong, remembering back to me.
No, I want to go out.
My hand has grinded. The bottle of wine was still on the cover, I caught it, I was knocked on the spirit, I knocked out half of it, the wine was flowed, but the hole was filled with wine, but there was no fire.
I stood up and explored it. The hole in the incoming, has been covered by the soil, I am crazy, using a half-stage bottle to excavate.
The soil in this cave has collapsed from above, so there is no freeze, it is easy to dig. However, in the dark, I don't do it. I returned to the spirit, I touched a lacquer lamp. Fortunately, my sleeves also have a fire.
I took out the fire, dig a hole in the cave, put it inside, take this light, I started to dig.
You don't have to think that others will come to save me, I have a uncle to win my industry, I miss it is what he is seeking. You don't have to think that others will be so good, then dig this tomb. When I opened this cave, I was looking for a long craftsman. They didn't even know what I did. People who come in are also I have found the passers-by, they may not be able to find it again. At this time, the desire of my survival is as big as the determination I want to be at the beginning.
I have to go out here.
I am sweating, but it is getting difficult. The soil is getting closer and closer, and the bottle is also very unhappy.
I don't know how long I don't know how long my belly seems to have a hand, a burst of soy is coming out. Is this hunger? Maybe, I have stayed in the cave. Originally, I want to discard my skin bag, of course, I will not bring food. Yes, under her pillow, there are two white buns. That is the dog used when it is Niki Bridge.
I returned to her spirit, and I looked at the courage. I pushed the cover and brought it, and I touched her head.
Take a hoe, her head "咚" knocked on the wood board below, the image is the wood collision. But I don't pay attention to those, and the wolf eats the tread, and even ignoring what taste.
The two hoes have finished eating. Despite hungry, at least I can make yourself understand that my stomach has some food. I started to dig holes.
Digging the soil is getting wet, always in the bottle, you can't get down, I need to cut the soil after you can dig, so it takes very much my physical strength.
I don't know how long it has been. When hunger tells me time, I can't raise the bottle again.
At this time, I have a little regret to pour the wine.
With the dimple light, I went back to the spirit, I want to sit down, but my fantasy flower, sit empty, fell on the ground.
On the ground, cold and wet, except for the soil, nothing. No grass, no moss.
My hand has encountered what furry things, not soft, not hard. At first, I thought it was my own corner, but I immediately knew that it was a mouse that was killed by me.
nausea. I thought I thought in this, but I thought it would be, this is food.
I thought about it, grabbed the dead mouse.
I pulled two back claws in mice and torn it hard. The mouse has not yet dead. When I pulled the next hind leg, I still moved it, and there was a uncontending blood drop. I put the torn half mouse in my mouth, mechanically chew it, my mouse spun on my tongue, as if I brush your teeth, and a little sharp, small paw, I started smashing between my teeth. It is not too difficult to eat, it is not too difficult to eat, and the blood is brought into my throat, bringing me a feeling of warm fullness, and even a little sweet.
I am desperately chewing. The tail of the mouse is in my mouth, and sometimes it takes out the lips. Finally, I put the internal organs and fur of this mouse, and swallowed into the belly. Although this mouse is not big, I think it is probably after I eat it, I can keep me again five or six hours.
I finished my mouse, I feel that the power on my body is back. Stand up and touched the half bottle, and he also began to dig.
After melting the fridge, it is hard to fly hard, and it is difficult to dig with a broken bottle. My mobile phone moves, the soil is going back, I don't know how long I don't know how long my head is sweating, and my clothes are already wet. The air in the tomb is getting worse and dirty, and I have a bit of a breath.
At this time, I felt hungry.
The cave wall has been dug in more than one feet. However, I remember, I walked in a few hundred steps, more than two hundred steps. There are about one feet in each step, and I only dig more than one foot this day, I am afraid to dig more than two hundred days to dig. This makes me feel desperate, how can a person persisted, and they can't stay in this closed cave for more than two hundred days. Even if the water and the air are not a problem, what should the food do? I don't have a good luck, I can't catch my mouse.
I think of this, I am sitting down.
Hungry began to be like a furry beast, bite in my stomach. A smooth water is coming up, let me have a bitter. I understand that if you can't eat a little food, then I will definitely fall.
It is very strange. When I want to mart, I feel that life is not worthy of cherish. But what is going on, I feel that life is so cute, it is worthwhile to change.
In hunger, I thought of normal noodles and porridge. At this time, if there is a bowl of hot food, no, even a bowl of pigs eat the water, I will be as sweet.
In the dark, I reached out, but I only touched the wet cold soil. Suddenly, I found my palm, there is something in creep, soft, as if I have a thick line.
That is awkward!
I didn't even realize what I did, that creep is already in my mouth. I used my tongue to make it, lick the mud on my body with tongue, tasted the kind of taste on the fine body. I let it walk in my teeth, from the tongue to the bottom of the tongue, and then use the tongue to top it, half hung outside the lips, it seems that it is not so unhappy to express my ecstasy.
When I took this happened, I was thinned, I started chewing finely.
蚓 is not a mouse. The fur in the mouse is too rough, and bloody is too heavy.
There is only a little bit of blood, not strong, and like a drip in the water, a little star after the clouds, and if not careful, it can be found. But that is the bloody, tell me, I have a food that can be digested, not wood and soil.
But I touched the cave, but I didn't. Originally, there was no such thing in winter, this is afraid that it is buried in the soil by me. I have grown over again, but I can't find anything. If I can find something, insect eggs, scorpion, 蛤蟆, no matter what, I will put it in my mouth, but I don't have anything, I can't find anything.
What is hunger? It is a toxic hook, just gently hook your flesh,
One pull one pull, don't let you lose the feeling, just let you get rid of that feel.
I don't know how long I have slept, I dreamed that I was participating in a rich banquet, eating the fat and juicy meat, fried delicious and crispy vegetables, drinking a decade of flowers,
Wat around the stove, let the people who are warm. I grabbed a Japanese flavor, biting it.
I like a lightning into my spine, a drill pain makes me wake up. In addition to the lacquer light, there is only a Zhu Hong's spirit. But I have something to stay in my mouth, warm. I spit out and put it in my hand.
Under the light, I saw half a finger.
Very strange, see this finger, I first thought of this couldn't eat, not afraid. I contain it in my mouth, and in my right hand, the wound is also dropped in the drop. I put the wound in my mouth, suck it hard, I only felt painful pain. But that pain is better than hunger, but it is just a little.
My blood is like wine, I swallowed in my mouth.
My blood is much better than the mouse. Blood is in my throat, furry, a little spicy, is also a bit thick, simply like a piece of block instead of liquid. Suck a few mouthfuls, the wound is no longer bleeding, I start chewing the fingers in my mouth.
The finger is not very thick, the meat is not much, in fact there is only one layer. I first slammed the skin from the bones like a pork rib. Because it is very fresh, this layer is hard to peel off. I contained my fingers and sucked hard. In the bone, there is still a little bone marrow, but not very much. After the skin peeled, there was a little meat in the bones. I bite the meat with my teeth, one thing to include, like a piece of sugar. The nails are too hard, and they are chewed, I have to spit out.
After eating the leather meat, chew the bones. There is still a bit marrow in the bones, not much. I used to smash the bones and swallowed. The little finger is too small, and I didn't make me feel anything. Maybe, I should eat one again? I extended his left hand. Is it a small finger of the left hand? But I have no courage to bite again. If it is not in the dream, I think I will not have the courage to bite the little finger of the right hand.
Under the light, the spirit is red. Very strange, then the dim light, the red paint on the spirit will actually be so bright. There, the meat on her body must be very delicious?
I am horrified that I have such a evil idea. My saliva has been flowing down from the corner, as if I have smelled the fragrance of her skin. If you bite it, her meat will be like steaming very good pheres, from the inside to flow out of the pulp.
I got the lacquer light to the spirit.
I pushed the covered cover. Although this covered is not too heavy, I still spent a lot of strength to push away.
Despite the determination, I am really hard to give up my wish, even if her face is just like a nightmare, the shape of the demon, but after all, I was my life, I used to be everything I.
The light of the lacquer lamp is like condensed ice. Under the light, I saw her face -
If that is still a face.
Her face has begun to rot, although there is still not seen in the appearance. The skin on her face slid like the eggs that have just been stripped. It has been topped up by the pus, through thin and tight skin, I see her skin, the pus is flowing, illusion Light, makes her a bit solemn. Since the upper jaw is rotten, her tooth is coming out, making this no mouth that has no lips more terrible. I poked her face with my fingers. The skin on her face was first poked with a hole, then like a ripe grape, fierce, pus as if juice splashped into my face, there are a few Dricking into my mouth, it is not difficult to eat, and it is a little honey's thickness and rot milk. Maybe because it is not too cold in the hole, her rot is started from. There is no flies in the hole, so her body has no 蛆, but her body has soaked in a liquid. This is the corpse flowing out from her body, mixing with the taste of the coffin, and the mellow is like a wine, and a layer is concentrated in the spirit. Maybe, I have stayed in this cave for ten days?
I reached into the corpse, those liquids like a small knife, stabbed my right hand badges, but let me have a bit more courage. I took a drink.
There is a little warm taste, a little sour, a little bit of spicy, straight into the throat.
That is the liquid on her body, exudation from her skin, there is no way to flow in her pink skin, as if the plant juice flowing in the new budnen. That is her body.
I reached out in the corpse and touched her arm. On her arm, those ribs have been corrupted, so when I picked up her arm, the half cut arm was as cooked. I lifted her arm to my mouth, this half-embarrass arm was a bit smell, a burst of array, it was not easy to accept as the corpse.
However, I have to live.
I closed my eyes and bite it. In fact, it is not closed, and there is only a little green lacquer light, and I can't let me see anything. Just close your eyes, I can imagine that I am eating a less delicious elbow. The piece of meat gradually became a meat, strange, and I didn't feel too difficult to eat at this time. Her meat burned in my body, so I felt a warm, and I feel full of food.
The first mouth is under the belly, and I will not hesitate in the future. I started to eat the meat on her arm as shameless like an old man. I caught the skin on the arm, a face, torn it. Since the arm is already in a semi-corrupted state, it is easy to tear the skin. And the skin torn off, the meat inside exudes the yellow liquid, I extended out the tongue and lick the pork, inhaled the liquid below the mouth. In fact, there is nothing to eat in her body, and a little rotten only allows the meat to bite the same taste like a mushroom. I have finished eating a arm. I haven't had enough food for a long time, I am energetic. I lacted the lacquer light and stood up. At this point, I found a arm lost a arm, and her appeared like a stranger. Perhaps, she is not a person, she is elbow, she is torn, and several humetings are immersed in the corpse, like a grass.
I started to explore desperately. She has about 90 pounds, but it must be not so heavy, remove the bodied corpse, her meat is about more than forty pounds. I have half a catty every day, maybe you can insist on excavation of this hole.
However, I think I must be into the devil. When I was tapping the soil, I thought about which piece of meat on her body.
When you dig about more than five feet, I feel that hunger has begun again.
I didn't close the cover. At this time, I found that I was a loss.
Open the cover, the corpse of the inside evaporated quickly.
I first took my mouth and drinked, and torn it to make my mildew in the corpse.
Insert in her belly with hands. Her belly has been rotted like a pile of burnt flesh skin, and there is also a feeling of reaching into flour when inserting. I used two hands to divide the stomach into two halves. Her internal organization flows out, with black foam and smell, alive as a bunch of snakes, still sliding.
Her viscera has also become black, but it is my feeling, even if it is very fresh, it is also black black in the paint lamp. I reached out in this pile of internal organs. Liver, spleen, and heart have not yet corrupted. I grabbed a bowel, put it up, slippery.
There is a little fecal smell, but it is not hard to smell. I took the intestines to the liver, cut off, put it on the mouth.
Although the flesh is corrupted, the intestines have not been rot. I bite the intestines, feel a toughness, like a very gluten noodle, although her intestines are much more than noodles. I suck it while chewing. There are still some stools inside the intestines, but not much, because she has already been a few days before death, there is no eaten thing, in her intestines, those residual stools also take the taste, but a little rotten taste. Despite this, I want to nutrition or therefore.
I have to eat.
The intestinal wall is not very thick, but the crust is also a little effort. I bite the next section, chew in the mouth, I feel that this intestine has gradually loosen, and slowly melts.
I stretched the neck and swallowed it, I only felt a bit swallowed.
This intestine is very hunger. I actually dig nearly ten feet after I eat it. Now, I have already had a more passage, however, I know that I will definitely dig.
It is excavating, suddenly, the light is off. My hand shakes, "", the bottle has broken two.
The light is fired because the paint in the light bowl is fired. Although the fire is very small, there is also a moment of burning. I sat on the ground. I have never dig this cave,
What's more, I lost the light, I lost my tool, how can I eat?
I sat in myself, after a while, I touched the spirit in the dark, I want to
Torn a meat from inside or caught a heart to eat. Chewing I didn't eat, but a support, as if so, let yourself understand that you are still alive.
My hand goes in, I feel that my fingertips are stinging. I naturally don't believe in any retribution, but it is also scared. Soon, I know this is just that I have touched a broken bone. When I was torn off her arm, there were a few sizes to be broken by me, leaving a very strong edge. Yes. I thought, dig it with my bones, far more than the bottle.
I reached out. Her legs have begun to rot, but they are smooth and edema, and there is no pus. I used my fingers into her thighs, torn open the meat, and took a thigh bone.
The thigh bones are very thick, but there is no pointed. I touched a glass piece and scraped the bones fine. This leg bone begins to become sharp, and my fingertips also touched a greasy thing.
That is the bone marrow.
I put my bones in my mouth. But there is only one opening, how much the bone marrow is not. I drilled a hole with a glass piece with a glass, and then took a bite. The sound of "snoring" is issued, and some bone marrow flows into my throat.
The bone marrow is more hunger than meat. In the dark, I mechanically use bones to pick earth.
The bones are not thick, and they can only pick a small piece of soil every time, but it is much better than the bottle. When I feel hungry, I stretched out to tear a piece of meat. In the dark, I don't know where the meat is on her body. Because most rotten, all meat looks almost. I am eating in my mouth. I don't know if it is her belly or her chest. I can know some of you, but as the meat that has been touched again, I just grab it.
I do not know how long it has been.
The air is getting more and more dirty, and it is difficult to call out a breath. I don't feel hungry, but I am weak. I don't feel hungry, not I am not hungry, but my stomach is only afraid that I have already filled too much corpus. I have gropked, and I reached it again and finally, I finally found that in addition to rolling her head is only some of the half-fluid things, and only leaving bones and some small meat. Is this what she left? I grabbed her hair, but my hair suddenly took off, my fingers have only met her slippery head cover.
In the pile of slightly greasy liquids under the spirit, this head is held in his hand, and use the tongue to make the eyes of her eyes. The ribs on her eyes have also been rot, so they like the stone ball in the mouth of the stone lion, but there is no smell of cerebrose. Even if I eat her head, I will stick to a few days. However, can I dig this hole in these days? That is absolutely impossible. I have had many times, I dug about more than 30 steps, but at least more than one hundred steps to dig.
When I want to live, I don't live in hope. If I died at the time, then I maybe my heart is better? I just want to see her last eye because of my own versatile. It may, people will also legends, I am a kind person, but even I feel that I am really ridiculous.
I held her head and smirked in a dark cave. I can't see what this is a look, but most of them are a little smile. She is laughing at me?
I don't know how long, the air is getting more turbid. In the brain that has been confused, it seems that I have a thick layer of quilts, I heard a strange voice. It seems to have a huge beast of the flood era crawl outside. First, slowly, gradually getting more and more urgent. I almost unknone what is going on, collapsed in the inner wall of the cave.
Outside, the sun is in direct sun, let my eyes can't open. After a long time, I found that in fact, I took this hole too deep, and I have reached another one of the mountains.
It is only a few feet away from the outside. It's just that is stone wall, so I have never discovered it. As spring is coming, the snow on the mountains, when the snow flows, this stone wall can not support, and finally collapsed.
I climbed out of the cave. Outside, the snow is unified, in the residual snow, several wild plus can be opened, and there are a few red branches, as if floating in the air. The top of the mountain is flying. "The so-called body, the view is not net, the viewing office is not net, the view is not net, the view is not net, and the end of the end is not net."
I looked at the lips that had twitching up and down, I sighed a breath. At this time, there is a chicken in the distance, and there is a white diamond on the window of the wild.
"Master, you really talked a good story." I caught the inner fear, the installation is lightly authentic, "When it is a new" five volumes "or" Bailian Jing "in the story. However, master , The sky is also bright, I have to say. "
He said: "Donar, don't you believe this is a true thing?"
I laughed: "The matter you talk about is many years ago. Now there is no name of 'Shide Tang', and I don't know how long I haven't used it. This thing is true, that is also six seven Ten years ago, it is impossible to happen in the master. As for the great achievement, "I laughed, but I feel a little less natural." The master has only enlightened, then it should not be in the world. "
He does not answer, look outside, said: "The donor, the sky is also sunny, I will send you out. The old man is sitting today, the donor is not reasonable. The so-called,, 即 未 has not enlightened "
He stood up and sent me to the door. I said: "Master, I am gone, please go back."
Chaoyang photos are in the snow, and the blood is white, such as non-human world. His hand stretched out in the sleeves and gave me.
The sun is jumping out of the ground, everything is warm and cleaned. However, I saw that my fang saw, his right hand, the original small finger, just empty.
