Outside the street entrance, the huge Shi Bajin was nailed to that steel unicorn by an even bigger broken shovel, straight through his chest. Due to blood loss, his face was waxy and his body was bent like a large earthworm.
I arrived just in time to witness the murder, the enemy of ten thousand men, who had no time to engage any of his enemies before his body was blasted through by the broken forklift that came out of the diagonal. The enemy didn't give him any chance to engage, didn't have to. Dahu sveltely pushed his glasses back and let Sanhu operate the handle bar, sliding Shih Bajin off the unicorn and driving off inside the street entrance. The huge demolition team followed in turn, assembling in the small plaza at the street entrance.
I ran over to it on two weak feet. The monkey made a dismal, confused yelp and jumped around its owner, unwilling to go. He had a bowl-sized hole in his chest and didn't wave at me or scratch his hair-covered chest, only grabbed the bag around the monkey's neck and said vaguely Monkey head, take it ...... to a quick death.
I looked up and saw the second tiger with a team of demolition team pounced. Turned to escape, but was held down. I yelled monkey head, take it. Monkey Head let out a mournful cry and leapt to the roof, but would not leave.
Erhu tied me up and hung me from the unicorn of a broken forklift; the battle hadn't officially begun yet, and I knew that he wanted me to see how Lilac Street would be torn down. I closed my eyes. And he peeled my eyelids open as hard as he could. I tried to bite him. He skillfully taped my mouth shut. After thinking about it, he peeled my eyelids open again, taped them, and glued them set at a maximum wide angle. I cried out, unable to make a sound. I couldn't bear the sudden sight, but was drawn in.
I had never seen Lilac Street from such an angle. All friends and foes were in the box, like a shadow play, silhouettes coming and going, outlined. Nor had I ever seen the world at this height, the world flattened, light and darkness pressed onto a single negative, ****exposed the same but imaged in sequence, separating angels from devils, saints from villains.
I saw Dou Mazi. He hairy waisted seven or eight people trotting from over the Great Wall. All the pockmarks on his face were emitting light, illuminating his hidden future. Qian Xiaoyi shot his head down, turned his head, and was knocked over by him.
I had seen He Wufei with a drink in one hand, shouting something to dozens of his team members. Those brothers were all stripped naked in winter, with a thick wooden stick in each hand, and their blood was spurting. Sister Gao also set up a very large drum and started banging it with a thud. She was following Liang Hongyu's example of beating the drum to battle Jinshan. She knocked really bad, completely out of the drums, but the brothers were inspired, tilted their necks and drank, the wine bowl smashed banged straight.
That corner is Master Gu and District Changchun, they are so skinny, but still very strong. Master Gu even took a few test swings of that club on the mound, splattering some dust. I wanted to say to him, that club is too heavy for you. But I'll be sure to pay you for the haircut I owe you, would love to get a hip haircut.
I turned my eyes and actually saw a fat black bear. It had been happily playing make-believe in the backyard when it suddenly fought its way out of the chains and ran from the backyard to the front. It stood at the head of the city, its eyes looking at Shi Bajin's side, very puzzled. After sniffing its nose, it suddenly pounded its chest and erupted into a wail, jumping down into the trench. He Wufei in the back was also unable to catch up. Shi Bajin once told me, all the bears are actually blind, more blind than me, but their noses are very smart, can distinguish three miles away from the coming is a few people. My heart excited, my eyes suddenly began to have perspective, everything in the world can see. I saw the three tigers sitting in the bankruptcy car push up their sleeves and puff out their powerful biceps. Next to him, Big Tiger, wiping his glasses with a soft cloth and letting out a breath of white air, Big Tiger was a svelte man with long, white fingers, perfect for playing the piano. He was really playing the piano, flicking his fingers toward his forehead in turn, smiling and saying he couldn't wait.
Again, I realized I could hear all the voices in the world, the demolition crews saying, Motherfuckers, it's 7:55, five minutes short of a fight.
A heartbeat later, as I heard a voice, a familiar voice. Chopper Girl was talking to a man.
I made to look away, adjusting my focus and looking everywhere before I saw Chopper Girl in a bulletproof car. She had lost weight, and her pale face was like a crescent moon. Next to her was Tang Hearsan. Tang Hearsan put his arm around her shoulder and didn't say anything, just took out a diamond-encrusted key. Chopper Girl stared at the diamond-encrusted key, and when her tears dripped on the diamonds, she couldn't tell the tears from the diamonds. She shouted: people, is the crop planted by heaven and earth ...... violently pushed open the door of the car, and ran to the Great Wall side ...... Tang Listening Mountain called a big man around him to chase. But the chopper girl ran very fast, ran and ran and ran into a black bear. She pulled the bear as hard as she could, and the bear wrestled her down into the trench and rushed this way with great strides.
I could hear the bear's huge, powerful heartbeat, and I could hear it breathing: "Dad, you told me to wait for you here, and I'm not going anywhere. But why don't you come back? You said you were going to take me on a Monk's tour, where are you? I want to find you to play, I want to hold you to roll, hold you to wrestle, you have to give me buns ...... The black bear ran straight in the direction of the stone eight pounds, it was too involved to notice that the two broken shovels had already been started, and in an instant, the two steel unicorns crossed it and picked it high. He looked down and sniffed the steel unicorns coming through his chest in disbelief, black blood and green bile dripping down the unicorns. The bear ate the pain and howled wildly, but then he spotted something in the air; it was his dad, Shi Bajin. So that bear actually grinned, fat paws still toward Shi Bajin body bowing, constantly bowing. I can hear its happy voice: Dad, this time you can not run away, I want to play with you, to roll and wrestle with you, give me a bun ...... finally noiseless, along the unicorn slipped down to the ground, blood and bile mixed with the land.
Dahu does not stop. I distinctly heard him say: only three minutes short, not wait, the whole team attack. Rumble launched an attack on Lilac Street. The latest type of broken shovels are powerful, this is the enemy of ten thousand people. The long unicorn horn blasts through the walls with little effort. The wide belly band drove straight through the trench, smashing the pile hammer against the wall one by one. He Wufei soon couldn't stand it, those team members tried their best to fight, but flesh and blood facing the broken shovel, it was like a mantis blocking a car.
The demolition crews shouted to the Great Wall, and a long ladder was set up. They went up one by one, sticks and braziers high in the air, as dense as a rainforest ......
This day the air was fresh and the light transparent. My eyes stung, and still I could see all the sights of the world. I saw a black bird flying up the Great Wall in an arc, the bird was incredibly beautiful, flew up to the top of the city and rushed into the room, and then flew out again in a whirlwind, waving a kitchen knife in her hand. She suddenly ran east, suddenly ran west, killing and floating. Her cock-eyed, wine-soaked fury caused the demolition crews who had just gone up to the city to panic and fall down the city. Chopper girl's appearance inspired morale, He Wufei killed red eyes, only hand to put a big stick to the ladder flying thrown, the players have followed suit, a wooden stick like a javelin thrown out ......
I heard a pale voice: Monkey head, take it ...... Turning his head to look, just arrived in the white big brother messy hair like a halberd, arms open like a cross, like an ancient sorcerer, expression solemn, sip his mouth to call out the mournful monkey head on the roof ...... The monkey head stared at him, stared at him. I suddenly heard the white big brother's call is very similar to the voice of the stone eight jin - monkey head, take it, monkey head, take it ...... That monkey head excitedly stood up, eyes wet, nose one open and close, like in judgment.
Big Brother White, such as stone eight catty possession, by the dantian burst out a completely stone eight catty long whistle: monkey head, take it ...... that monkey head stirred, grabbed the bag on the neck, a few long jumps, over the trench, up in the air to jump on the Great Wall, straight to the chopper girl.
The chopper girl stood high on the wall, holding up the bag with the documents, signaling to Tang Listening Mountain below -- coming, coming!
The whole battlefield rumbled, and no one below heard her. Or pretended not to hear. Because through the black crowd, I can hear Tang Hearsan in the car said somberly: only one minute left, one minute to life, is it long, or short ......
Dahu's broken shovel suddenly burst out of the maximum power of the noise, spewing black smoke, the steel unicorn violently to the city wall, the whole body traversed and into the ...... The wall there collapsed completely, raising a huge cloud of dust. My pupils tightened and I saw the chopper girl's body sink down into the ground.
Tang Hearsan hissed and shouted, Stop!
At this point, I suddenly went deaf. The world is like a silent movie, only picture, no sound. Only shapes, no color. In the lonely picture, I saw people slow down their movements all of a sudden. The street people on the city froze, threw down their sticks, and rushed toward the collapse. Broken shovels giggled white gas to stop attacking, and the demolition crews were full of doubt, those braziers and sticks drooped ......
Tang Hearing Hill ran frantically from the bullet-proof car toward the head of the city.
Then the sun rose completely, the whole earth was gilded with a layer of gold leaf, a glorious masquerade, dazzling, branding my eyes.
I could suddenly hear it again, it was the clock on the statue of the city's heroes striking, one, two ...... It was now Peking time, eight o'clock sharp.
I was like a piece of paper man, from the unicorn high floating down, actually painless. Brother Bai and Bi Ran combined efforts to pick me up, running toward the wall ...... We floated through the small square, floated through the trench, floated through the non-systematic Great Wall. Before seeing the pile of silt, people are at their wits' end, not knowing what to do.
I floated gently up the mound again. Only I knew where she was. I dug as hard as I could, so madly that my fingernails dug out blood, but the mud on top was still swooping down, curtaining off that hole. I don't let them block the hole, even if all the mud in the world falls down, I don't let them block the hole. There was the pale face of the kitchen knife girl. Pretty as a newborn moon. I can already see her smiling at me, showing bright teeth and bright eyes. She tilted her head and said to me, hairy old man, I actually like you so much. She suddenly frowned again and said just now her shoes got off in the mud, her feet are so cold, so cold, can you help me warm up my feet?
I nodded desperately, picked her up and ran outside. She wasn't dead yet, still warm. The rocks from above hit my head and back. I don't dodge it, I just don't want it to hit her. I don't want people to help me either, don't have to. We are the only two humans left in all of it at this point, the only shadow play left in the box, the outline clear, coming and going.
I carried her onto a good-sized bus and sped off into the distance. It was just the peak of the rush hour, and other cars had dodged out of the way for us, and there were some people on both sides of the road watching solemnly to see that there was a madman who wept with one eye and bled with the other. With one hand on the wheel and the other desperately rubbing her feet. As long as she was kept somewhat warm, she would not die. If she doesn't die, she has to rub desperately. But her body slowly cools like a stone. She suddenly laughed, said don't rub, suddenly saw the end of the world is actually a golden crop, the wind blew, they are naughty bending down, singing, people, is the heaven and earth planted crops, hand in hand, the root connects to the root, you do not casually come to pluck ......
I cried out loudly and flew forward, and I have seen Ahead was the hospital, with doctors in white coats waiting anxiously at the front door ......
The city clock was ringing again, and it was now December 12, 2010, 9:00 a.m. Beijing time.
The world is a radio, on a different wavelength.
Look, twist the knob here to arrive at Lilac Street. Here are streets and houses in repair, people living happily ever after. Here's He Wufei practicing his sword, here's Au Changchun and Master Gu playing chess, and Bi Ran and Sister Gao sweeping the ginkgo leaves from their backyard. After Lilac Street was demolished. People used the money from the compensation to repair another lilac street, not big, one tenth of the original. They were originally crops in the ground, hand in hand, root to root, can not be separated.
---Twisted to here yet.
Just to Mon Tour. Hear the snowy mountains and hot springs, and the red maples that burn like fire. This chubby fellow is the son of a black bear, just born yesterday. Mimi Xiao named it Shi Bajin.
---You haven't said chopper girl.
Ho, she doesn't belong to one band, she's all of them. She is the world.
The house was cozy, which in turn allowed the cold air outside to condense into layers of mist on the glass. It was a very small train station, and there were two men drinking who had missed the last shuttle to the south. There was always something to talk about during the boring wait. One of them fiddled with a radio, while the other drew various shapes of kittens and turtles on the glass with a deft finger.
---Thanks for telling me these stories, and pretty good happy endings, the man doesn't look sad anymore, and does she still keep in touch?
No need to keep in touch, together every day. Look at this other knob, the world is actually divided into shortwave, mediumwave and longwave, what you call the present, past and future. All people and things are hidden in these waves, the so-called has happened and has not happened, there is no difference. If missed, they can be reached at any time.
With that said, both men stood up. The waiting train to the south had finally arrived.
The girl who liked to ask questions was tall and thin, wore a black hat, had a long neck, and had bangs like a waterfall blocking one side of her face. The man carefully had to put the radio in his bag.
The girl glanced at it and asked again:
--- Well, how can this knob be a riotous old man?
Ho, he's been storming all his life because he can't always find the right band for himself. I once arrived on the band he said he was on to help him find his long lost son. But after knocking on the door, the housewife of that family laughed and said that he was a liar, he was not even from this family, and stole her and her son's photos to pretend to be. Nor is his last name Bai, his last name is Li. To indeed have a fourteen years lost son, and now do not know in which city.
After that, the man scratched his somewhat itchy eyes with his fingers and smiled. Separately, he headed up to the wooden booth. It was only then that the girl noticed that the eye seemed to be blind.
The girl shouted after him, How can I find you?
I raised the radio in my hand: my whole world, right here.