The Republic of China Conspiracy Records

Chapter 2 Ruan Lang Returns (1)

"They all call me a slut," Gao said, laughing when I asked him his last name.His grandfather was a teacher, so his mother learned a lot of sour Chinese, so she named him "Ruan Lang". The girls in Hecun called him "Ruan Lang" when they were young. Later, the girls grew up. , Knowing that everyone can't be called "Lang", so they called him "Dirty Biaozi" instead.

"Actually," he told me, "my mother gave me this name because there is a poem called 'Ruan Langgui'. She has been looking forward to my father's return for more than ten years, so when I was 16 years old At that time, they also set me up as a salesman and sent me on the road, hoping that I would find my father back. But there are so many people here, who knows where he is hiding. At the beginning, I still asked everywhere. No shopkeeper surnamed Ruan came here, so I didn’t bother to worry about it later.”

I met Ruan Lang when I was sending a letter to Luolian Town. His father, the old Ruan Shopkeeper, never came back when his mother was pregnant with him, and disappeared in an unknown distance, leaving him a sissy of bitterness and a bottle of drag oil.

Being a shopkeeper is an old business, selling needles, threads, and brains from village to household, and doing some weird things. Ruan Lang, who was with me, does a thing that almost no one knows now-exchanging black silk.Among the opera singers, the charming Huadan has beautiful temples, the mighty Wusheng has a flying beard, and some people are extremely smart and need some cover on their heads. All of these need hair. The shopkeeper uses three melons and two dates to exchange hair with others. Instead, sell it to theaters or make wigs.

While talking to me, Ruan Lang took out his hair from a package on his wheelbarrow to show me.Those hairs are neat and coiled, as if growing in the package.Ruan Lang asked me: "How is it? It looks a little scary, right?"

I didn't understand, so I said: "What's so scary about hair?"

Ruan Lang smiled mysteriously at me and said: "Before I started to cut my hair, I met a man on the road one day. Show me the hair he received. There was so much hair, he took out one by one and showed me: it belonged to a girl who was not out of the court, and it had a fresh fragrance on it. When the girl washed her hair Always throwing flower petals into the water; this belongs to a widow from a tofu shop, it smells like soy beans; this belongs to an old woman, this old woman has a big business, she always puts matcha oil on her hair, it’s disgusting, Hair is like old fritters.

He just introduced the origins of those hairs to me one by one, and I listened with great interest, and even asked him, wouldn't he be reluctant to cut these hairs?What a strange man, he said, he never cut anyone's hair.

When I heard it, I thought it was strange at first, but then I thought about it too. Who would have the nerve to let a stranger play with the hair on his head? It must have been cut and sold by himself, so I didn’t ask him again.

Later, at a crossroads, we parted ways, I went south, he went north, I went to the town ahead, and before I entered the town, I saw a notice outside, wanting to arrest a murderer.This man killed seven or eight people in one night, all women, there were big girls who hadn't left the court, widows who were widows, and the head of a big family. Even the head and the hair were lifted away.

At that time, I heard a weak leg, no wonder the person above looked so familiar, and I dared to walk all the way with me, no wonder the person said that he had never cut anyone's hair—because he only cut people's heads.When he introduced the source of those hairs to me at that time, under each hair, there were all women's heads attached one by one! "

Ruan Lang told me this story in detail, I don't know if he was playing it badly on purpose, but when he told it, I felt a chill when I heard it, and I quickly pushed his bun of hair away.He didn't stop, poked his head over and said, "Let me show you what's under your hair, too."

As he spoke, he went to pick out his hair, with a faint green expression on his face.I widened my eyes and clenched my fists secretly, ready to hit his freckled nose as soon as I noticed something was wrong.As a result, he took it out for a long time, and there was still hair under his hair. Only then did I realize that he was joking with me, and then I let go of my fist.

Ruan Lang said to me with a smile: "Look at you, you are so tall and big, you are so timid." Then, he pinched out a section of his little finger with his thumb, implying that my courage is not as big as his nails, and he yawned You can accidentally pinch it.

I ignored him and just kept going.He pushed the car up from behind, pushed me with his shoulders, and said, "Sir, are you angry? Really, don't be angry, I will pay you here. The story just now is really weird, and I will tell you now." You talk about other things, and it’s also about hair. The road is long, and I can’t pass it without saying something.”

The story he told this time is called "green silk knot". As for whether it is "knot" or "robbery", I don't know. Put your hair back.

"That man yelled very interestingly," Ruan Lang smacked his lips, "Qingsi—for Qingsi! That's what he called it. People who didn't know it thought he was selling shredded radish, but when he called String hair, so others can see that he changed his hair."

The man came to this town and yelled all the way, but he didn't receive a strand of hair, so he gradually walked to the end of the town, where there was a lonely small attic, and a head poked out of it, shouting down: " Mister, change to blue silk."

Hearing this, the man raised his head and said, "Let me see my hair."

The girl hung a handful of blue hair from the attic, black and shiny, the man said hello, and said a price, the girl agreed, and went downstairs.The man handed her a pair of scissors, pointed to her head and said, "Cut it tight, it's worthless if you cut it short."

The girl held the scissors in her hand and gestured on her head for a long time, but she was not willing to do it, so she pushed the scissors into the man's hand and said, "Please trouble me to do it."

The man didn't refuse, took the scissors, and cut them neatly for her, put the blue silk into his bag, and paid her.Only then did he see tears streaming down the girl's face, and the man didn't take it seriously. He had seen a lot of things that he regretted after selling Qingsi, so he comforted her a few words: "Relax, it won't be long before it grows again." Out."

The girl still had tears in her eyes, and said stubbornly, "It won't grow any more."

The man felt sorry, so he talked with her for a while, telling her about the world, the girl was fascinated by what she heard, and stopped crying. When the man talked dry , went back to the house and poured him a bowl of water, and then followed the man away.

The man took back the black hair, but took back a daughter-in-law. Of course he didn't dare to say anything. He took the girl and left the place quietly overnight. He was afraid of being bumped into, and from then on he went out day and night, and took the girl to various places. blue silk.It's just strange that the girl's blue hair has never grown back, she just has short hair.

The man felt strange, and asked her, and she replied, "If the hair grows too long, I will cut it off by myself." So the man didn't take it to heart.

One night, when the two were walking in a town, they happened to be spotted by a man from the girl's place. The man was shocked when he saw the girl and a man walking together, and rushed back without calling her out. , When I told the neighbors in the neighborhood, everyone was horrified.

The brave ones called a few people, and went to the attic of the girl's house to check.The few people walked up the dusty stairs to the attic, and they all groaned. They saw that the beam was wrapped with a handful of black silk, which was obviously much shorter than before.

The girl hanged herself with black silk in the attic before, her hair was so entangled that it couldn't be untied no matter what, the person who dissected the body had no choice but to cut off the black thread before releasing her.But what people didn't expect was that the dead girl was still panicked by the black hair, and she went downstairs and sold the whole hair to the man.

"You must think this is the story, right?" Ruan Lang asked me.I replied, "Is there more to come?"

"Those people saw the short black hair, of course they knew that the man had brought a ghost back home," Ruan Lang said, "Some people couldn't bear it, so they wanted to tell that person."

They inquired around and finally found out who the man was from, so they rushed over eagerly, which surprised them again.According to the neighbors, the man died three to five years ago. When asked about the cause of his death, the neighbors said that he was strangled to death on the bed by his wife with black silk while he was asleep.

One of these people who spoke quickly sighed again: "It's really a good swimmer who drowned in the water. This man caught black hair and died of black hair."

As a result, those neighbors were stunned and said: "What do you accept black hair? That man never collected green hair when he was alive."

These people were terrified, that man didn't collect Qingsi before he was alive, so he only started doing this business after being strangled to death by Qingsi.He died of Qingsi, and then began to collect Qingsi everywhere, and finally received Qingsi from a woman who hanged himself with Qingsi.

This sounds scary enough, but when you think about it again, it's amazing. As for these two people——what happened to the two ghosts, no one knows.

"This is a kind of ending of the story." Ruan Lang said.

Another ending is that when the girl was crying, the man told her many things about the world, and the girl wanted to follow him, but the man didn't agree, but asked the girl to wait for him to come back. When he came back instead of taking her away immediately, the storyteller didn't know, anyway, this is not within the scope of this story, so I won't talk about it to save words.

Anyway, the man made an appointment with the girl, and then went to collect his blue silk again. When the time came, he saw that there was no one living in the attic. He asked the neighbors and found out that the girl who sold his blue silk had hanged herself long ago. It was a ghost who sold his black hair.

The man was a man of affection, and when he learned that the girl was still at home, he insisted on going to see her. He saw the girl with short hair, lying in a coffin with a pale face, and her face was incomplete. After asking, I found out that the girl was disfigured because of it, so I couldn't think about it, and hanged myself to death with black silk.

The man watched with tears in his eyes, and said: "Since she is willing to hang herself on the beam for the sake of her beauty, how can she be buried in the earth with her face?"

Everyone said: "They already look like this, what else can they do?"

The man insisted on not letting the girl go into the ground like this, and everyone saw that he was unreasonable, so they let him go, to see what he could do.The man locked himself in the attic and stayed at home for a few days until the day of the burial. Everyone came to the attic again, but they couldn't find the man inside or outside. Everyone sighed, the man said with deep affection, In fact, he had already run away.

Everyone carried the girl to the cemetery and was about to bury her. At this time, someone discovered that there were a few strands of black silk caught on the edge of the coffin. When the girl hanged herself to death with the black thread, the black thread had long been entangled on the hanging beam. Said, the girl should have short hair now, so where did this strand of black hair come from?Everyone was surprised and wanted to see how the man could restore the girl's face, so they opened the coffin.

As soon as the coffin was opened, everyone couldn't help but gasped, and saw that the girl inside the coffin had a beautiful face, without any defects, and her hair was still there, just like before she hanged herself to death!
When everyone saw that the man repaired the girl's face, they were all amazed. They didn't go into how he repaired it, so they closed the coffin and buried it. Only a few people felt that something was wrong: the people in the coffin, Why does it look a little different from the girl's appearance before she was alive?

That man was never seen again.

"How is this ending?" Ruan Lang asked me, "Is it scary?"

I didn't quite understand what the ending meant, so I asked him for advice: "I don't understand, where is the scariness?"

Ruan Lang chuckled, and said maliciously: "I knew you didn't understand, and you don't understand much about this matter. It's good to not understand. It's not scary. If you understand it, you will panic."

He acted like a fool, which made me feel itchy, so I urged him: "I'm telling you, you're always going to betray yourself, sooner or later you'll sell yourself."

That's when he explained to me how intrusive it was.The key lies in the last sentence of the story, that man, no one saw him again afterwards.This is not to say that he disappeared, on the contrary, that man has been under the nose of everyone all the time - in that coffin.

What else can I do if the face is incomplete?Why did the girl look flawless when she was buried?Because what everyone sees is not the girl's face, but the man's face. Someone disguised the man as a woman, put on blue silk, and put him in the coffin as the girl. Some powder covered it, and no one stared at the person in the coffin, so no one recognized it for a while.

"So," Ruan Lang raised his hand to wipe the froth from the corner of his mouth, "There are two ways to talk about this matter. It mainly depends on who put the man in the coffin. If he lay down in the coffin disguised as a man, then This man's love is so deep that it is more important than heaven and earth. In order to let the girl go to the ground with a flawless face, he would rather bury her for her. Lying girl, this is too frightening, don't you think, sir?"

I got chills down my back from what he said, and before I answered him, I saw him pointing to the front, and said to me: "Look, the road is short as we talk, Luolian Town is here."

I looked up, and a small town surrounded by mountains rushed towards me.

(End of this chapter)