Bai Wei has been pacing back and forth here for a quarter of an hour, thinking: "Position? It's the same word as it? Does it belong to everyone?" He walked for another half-quarter of an hour: "Corpse? Definitely not. Everyone's corpses, where should I go?" Doing so much. Although many people in the family died some time ago, it's actually not much. The borrowed power is definitely not enough, and you won't win much." Bai Wei was still thinking about this at the moment. "Stone? This is feasible. A stone for everyone. Just knock down a corner of the steps at the door of each house. Isn't this a stone for everyone!" He hesitated for a moment, but it didn't work: "It's easy to be beaten by the master. The key is that it is too heavy. I have to bury it in the courtyard, and I won’t die from exhaustion when I take it back.” Gamblers are lazy after all. After pondering for another moment, he slapped his forehead in surprise: "It turns out that the old god has already given me some advice! I'm so stupid!" After making up his mind, he hurried home. "Isn't it just shit! The old god seemed to be scolding me, saying that it is worse than shit, and I will choke to death if I eat shit. In fact, he was reminding me that shit is best borrowed. It is not heavy, easy to get, easy to take, and easy to bury. .”
I arrived home in a short while, and after rummaging through boxes and cabinets for a long time, there was no container. He only came back to this house to take a nap. It was truly a bare house, and even the extra bedding had been exchanged for money. He even went home to eat a few times during the days when he had a wife. correct! Have a meal! He hurriedly rushed to the kitchen, and there were indeed a few bowls thrown into the pot. The wife had soaked the bowls and chopsticks in the pot after dinner that day. Before she could wash them, Bai Wei took them out to pay off the debt. He took out one at random, then picked up a ladle for ladling soup, and sat there like this from night to noon the next day. He didn't close his eyes all night, but he seemed particularly energetic, and shot out of the door like an arrow.
Where is the shit? All fools know it, Maozi. Where is the “people’s shit” most abundant? Bai Wei knows the hut in Mingxiang Tower. The largest restaurant in the town, the most fragrant restaurant, there are definitely not enough tables and chairs for the meal every day, and there are people squatting on the door steps eating noodles. The four red-painted swill buckets used for pouring leftovers at the door have to be changed twice a day. Even the swill has been reserved. The first two buckets are picked up by someone to feed the pigs, and the last bucket is picked up by someone. To feed the dogs. Every day, as many as 1,000 to 800 residents and businessmen dine here, which is already a huge crowd for a small town.
Bai Wei hid the bowl and spoon in his sleeve, held the cuff of his sleeve and put his hands behind his back, slowly walked into the latrine, pretending to relieve himself, and tried his best to look natural. In fact, people who really want to relieve themselves walk very quickly, and the way they pretend to be relaxed is extremely unnatural. The first time he came in, someone was squatting in the pit, so he squeezed out two drops of urine. The squatter who hangs out in the Fireworks Willow Lane all year round looks at Bai Wei and smiles knowingly, nodding his head to show that he understands, and so do I. Bai Wei becomes depressed. The second time, when he was about to bend down to beat someone, a person came in, and he hurried out again, still muttering: "I came in in such a hurry and didn't bring any tissue paper." After saying this, he smiled to himself, which was very natural. Finally, after waiting patiently, the hut was empty, and no one came from afar. Bai Wei quickly rushed in and squatted down to fish. Before fishing, he stirred twice: the upper layer only belonged to the person just now, and stirring twice was the "power" of everyone. I can't help but feel that I am smart and careful. It is perfect to come here to take advantage of the crowd. There are many people and the power is strong. After using it, I will definitely win every bet and get rich overnight. I thought as I scooped it up and poured it into a bowl. Thinking about getting caught up in all the life after having money, I drooled unconsciously. This frightened two children who ran into the latrine and prepared to blow up shit with firecrackers.
Maybe the child was light-footed, or maybe Bai Wei was addicted to fantasy and couldn't extricate himself. In short, the eldest son of the Bai family was completely unaware that the two people who came in had already retreated behind the low wall at the door, only peeking at him with their four eyes exposed. The two children were laughing so hard that they couldn't stand upright, but they tried their best to cover their mouths with a straight face to prevent themselves from making any sound. There was a tacit understanding between the bad boys. One was still staring, and the other had already run away. "Go and see, the eldest son of the Bai family is eating shit!" "Go and see, Bai Wei is eating shit!" The child who ran away had been beaten and cried by the "Baizhu Little Bully", so he worked extra hard to promote it. , he shouted everywhere after entering Mingxiang Tower. "Hurry up! If it's too late, you won't be able to see it. It's in the latrine!" "Hurry up! If it's too late, he'll be full!" Everyone who was eating forgot to care about the child saying that this filthy thing was dumped on someone while they were eating. With their appetites down, they all put down their bowls and chopsticks and rushed to the toilet.
The rumbling footsteps finally woke up Bai Wei, who was immersed in the world of rich people. Hearing the sound that was already in his ears, Bai Wei quickly stood up and prepared to run. As he walked out, the last spoonful of golden juice was poured into the bowl and splashed a lot on his clothes. His footsteps stopped and he was stunned. Because the rumbling footsteps also stopped, Duanduan stopped at the door of the latrine, just in time to greet the eldest son of the Bai family who had just come out. So there was a scene like this: for the first time since the opening of Mingxiang House, the tables and chairs were empty during the meal, and everyone was in the hut in the backyard. It was not that the evil cook had a feud with the boss and poisoned people with laxatives. Just because the eldest son of the Bai family holds a bowl in his left hand and a spoon in his right hand, his lips are still salivating and his chest is shining with gold.
The scene was audible. Bai Wei looked at everyone who was staring at him blankly, then looked at his image at the moment, and panicked: "No! I didn't..." Before he could finish his sentence.
"Oh my God! It's true!" someone shouted.
"Can anyone really swallow this?"
"It's not good! Look at that saliva! It tastes delicious!" Someone had already started to retching.
"Why are you sprinkling it on your chest? You said you were grabbing something, who would grab it from you! Can't you just slow down? Gobble it up..."
"Why are you eating this? Is it because you are hungry?"
"Did you really end up like this after leaving your family?"
"Are you..." "When..." The crowd exploded, with laughter, retching, and discussions.
Bai Wei rushed towards the crowd with a bowl in hand, and everyone quickly gave way. Bai Wei rushed out of the door and ran for his life. He ran non-stop all the way back home, immediately dug a hole in the yard, buried it, said two prayers, picked up the ingot of silver that the old god left when he left, and ran to the gambling house. "Laugh, laugh well. After today, I will be the richest man in Baizhu. I don't think any of you can laugh." But he didn't expect that things would not go as smoothly as he thought.
"Get out! You don't want to eat shit! Come in again and bend your legs!" The gambling house he frequented unexpectedly turned him away. He should have thought that all the hard work he had done in "opening up the practice" in the courtyard would be "in vain". The news of Wei eating shit has spread throughout the town.
"I saw with my own eyes people coming out of the toilet with a bowl full of shit and a spoon in their hand."
"Then who saw it with his own eyes, ate it, and sucked it up?"
"I really ate it! I ate two bowls, one was dry and the other was watery. I choked on the dry one and drank it down. The other one was watery."
"If you don't believe me, ask who is going, he is standing by the side." They will never say that they saw it with their own eyes.
The story passed down by word of mouth has been completely different from the original story. The initial rumor is still true, but everyone cannot keep it exactly when passing it on. He always has to add a little bit of his own imagination, because the original story everyone Everyone knows that if there is some inside information at this time - "You don't know everything, but actually it is like this...", the person who knows the inside story will become the focus of everyone again, and he will be extremely satisfied with the crowd surrounding him. Soon this version spread throughout the circles of right and wrong, and served as the basic template and story outline for the next person to add fuel to the fire. There are even passing merchants who have taken it to various places along the way. After all, such strange people and strange things are always interesting to talk about wherever they are placed.
"Okay, I will go elsewhere. When I become the richest man, I will even buy your gambling house." I thought to myself and walked away quickly.
"Get out! It's so fucking disgusting! Is there anyone sitting at the table with you?!" It was the same in this gambling house.
"Get out! I'll break your legs as soon as you're gone!" After finally throwing him out of the last gambling shop, he finally confirmed that he couldn't gamble in this town.
Soon, he discovered that if he continued like this, he would probably starve to death in this town. Gambling houses wouldn't let him in, and restaurants wouldn't let him in either. Mingxiang House even hired two more waiters to stand at the door, greeting guests just to block him. It would be fine if the restaurant wouldn't let him in. After all, no one wants to dine with a shit-eater. He wouldn't be allowed to sit at the food stalls on the street, saying that no one wanted to use the dishes and chopsticks used by shit eaters. Even the steamed bun seller wouldn't sell it to him, for fear that people would say that his steamed buns are very suitable for people who eat shit. Why do so many steamed bun sellers only buy from him? It's just because this old woman is frugal and doesn't have any extra at home. The basin was used to knead the noodles with a excrement basin. The young man of the Bai family went there after smelling the smell. At this moment, he finally understood that he had just asked in the street: "Widow Wang, why did the charcoal seller who came out of your house yesterday walk so awkwardly?" Widow Wang hanged herself on a beam two days later. In fact, it was just that the charcoal seller was old and there was no man in the family. He was kind enough to help carry the charcoal in. After the work, his legs would inevitably become weak.
Bai Wei has been hungry for four days. The land given to him by the Zhang family is so clean that there is no weeds. If he can farm the land, he won't have to gamble anymore. He is also the only one in the Orion family who doesn't know how to hunt. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to go hungry with these hundreds of thousands of mountains at his back. The mulberry tree at the door has been stripped bare by him, and it's time to spin the mulberry leaves again. I went to the same place for three days in a row, hoping to meet the old god again and ask for help, but I never saw anyone again. It seemed that my fate was really over. I'll look for it again today. If I can't find it, I'll leave the town. I thought about it and went out. He came back soon, but the old god was nowhere to be found. What's worse, he couldn't even leave this town. None of the carriages and horses who were going out were willing to pull him, and they avoided him like a god of plague. None of the passing merchants stopped by him, fearing that they would not be able to live in a shop or eat here, because as soon as they entered the town, someone had already told them such strange things, and then what did this man look like, what clothes was he wearing, and what kind of food was he? posture. It remains the same, updated from time to time, no matter how much I change my clothes or shave my head.
At noon on the fifth day, Bai Wei appeared on the street again. On his lucky day, the old god asked him to go out at noon, and he chose noon to go out today. He didn't know what he wanted to do when he came out. He just felt that he couldn't stay at home, as he would be waiting to die. But what happens if you come out? He thought for a long time, if he came out, at least he would die and someone would know about it.
"People are yellow! Be careful, be careful!" Song San, the manure picker, shouted as he walked through the street, thinking about how beautiful the crops would be if this load of fertilizer fell to the ground. When passing by Mingxiang Building, the waiter called out to him: "Alas, Song Laosan!" Song San stopped, "There is a boss who left two kilograms of good Wuhulie for you, saying that he had made an agreement with you. , you come and take it.
"Ah? Did you really give it to me?" Song Laosan looked a little overjoyed.
"When did you meet such a lavish boss? The one who gave you the best job in the world, the one with two taels of silver and half a catty." The waiter looked quite envious.
"Hey, how can I know such a big boss?" Song San is an honest person, and dishonest people can't do this business of scraping cesspits and picking excrement for others. He was really nervous for a while the past few days: I heard that there was a young master who ate shit, wasn't he taking my job? He stood still and told the waiter exactly: "A few days ago, a boss came to see me and said that a family member had a strange disease. He wanted this person to be used as a drug guide. The longer the time, the better. I said that although I I deal with feces every day, but I don't know which one lasts longer and which one shorter. The wet ones are not necessarily fresh, and the dry ones may cause constipation. When it comes to treating diseases and saving people, I don't dare to point fingers. You say Really..." Before he could finish, he was interrupted by the waiter: "You have to stop talking!" Song San was a little embarrassed and said directly: "Why do rich people have money? You are smart! Otherwise I'm the big boss and I'm picking shit! You can think of it, no matter how long it takes, no lump can grow beyond the layer that has been stained on my shit bucket for many years! This is my job! I haven't changed it. Pass." The waiter was already retching a little, he had heard too many disgusting things in the past two days. Song San pretended not to see it: "So he took two new barrels and replaced my two old barrels. He also thanked me for helping him! He said that you can tell by looking at my rosacea that I like to drink, so I must Get me two kilograms of good wine." Song Laosan sighed a little: "I thought he was just being polite and already brought me a new barrel, but I didn't expect him to actually buy me wine. Otherwise, he is a big boss. , open and bright!" He said and pointed to the new barrel, which was also painted red.
"Okay, okay, come in quickly and pick it up. It's disgusting." The waiter was a little impatient.
Song San followed the waiter to the store, and met Liu Er who also picked up two buckets: "Feed the pigs!" But it was Liu Er who picked up the two buckets of swill ordered yesterday. Liu Er nodded in agreement with Song San.
"Hey! You're so merciless!" The waiter was a little anxious and hurriedly stopped in front of Song San: "Pick it up and go in! This is a restaurant, let's put it outside!"
"Oh, yes, yes, I forgot to say hello when I met an acquaintance. Don't blame me, brother." He apologized quickly, took off the burden on his shoulders and placed it outside the door. Four red paint buckets stood side by side, two without poles. It's a swill bucket.
Bai Wei wandered around and turned to this alley. He didn't look at the road as he walked, and he didn't know how he got here. Maybe he was too hungry, so he followed the scent of rice there.
"Young Master Bai, you're looking for shit." Someone on the road smiled and greeted Bai Wei, who was dragging his feet forward.
"Mr. Bai, have you eaten?" Someone was already laughing.
"Master Bai, can you eat human food or dog food?" a passerby holding a dog laughed, and the surrounding people laughed even more happily.
"Young Master Bai has a very tricky mouth, and his taste is very specific. I recognize this Mao Zi from Mingxiang Tower." The people around him were laughing dumbly, and some of them were in tears.
Bai Wei was angry and anxious, but he was so hungry that he didn't even have the energy to talk back. A group of children who had been beaten to tears by the "Baizhu Little Bully" picked up sheep dung eggs on the roadside and threw them at him, but he had no intention of chasing them. Hungry, really hungry. Bai Wei has not been so hungry in twenty years. In the past, I had always heard that people would do anything just for a bite to eat, but he still didn't believe it. He felt that people would do anything just for money, and eating was nothing. At this moment he believed it, and he still had a piece of silver in his arms, which the old god left for him when he left that day, but it was of no use. He couldn't bite it off and couldn't swallow it. At this moment, he would exchange it for any dough according to the size. Thinking about the steamed buns he had thrown away, the unpalatable meals he had thrown away, and the dumplings he had smashed with regret. Oh, by the way, that year, the third uncle went to the state capital to deliver animal skins. When he came back, he brought a famous roast chicken from the provincial capital. I heard that he had to wait in line for a long time to get it, so he tore off one leg and ate it. After one bite, he vomited it up and threw it to the dog, which was not to his taste. Thinking about it now, the smell is so delicious. If that chicken leg could be returned to my hands now, I would never gamble again in my life. I would redeem my wife and live a good life. I would farm the land and she would cook. How good it is to be safe and sound and have food for every meal. Bai Wei looked forward to it, turning a deaf ear to the ridicule from both sides. It seemed that he could no longer hear the sound. Looking forward to it, I can't breathe smoothly anymore. Looking forward to it, with eyes bright and dark, I passed by the main entrance of Mingxiang Tower.
"Are you going to die?" Bai Wei thought. Before yesterday, he would not have believed that he would starve to death. I heard a "crash" sound in my confusion. The waiter from Mingxiang Building brought out several plates of leftover leftovers from the guests and poured them into the swill bucket at the door. Bai Wei followed the sound and said, "What is that? The swill bucket, the swill bucket of Mingxiang Tower!" Bai Wei suddenly became energetic, and now even if he saw the old god, his eyes would not be so bright. This flame-like red ignited Bai Wei's fire of life. This touching red paint was more beautiful than any sunset he had ever seen.
Two people were arguing in Bai Wei's mind.
"That's just leftover food, the saliva of thousands of people!"
"What's going on!"
"You don't mind being dirty! You didn't even eat your own leftovers before!"
"What time is it now!"
"This is all fed by farmers to pigs!"
"Take care of him! It's embarrassing. You have to eat enough to have the strength to feel embarrassed."
"There are so many people watching!"
"I'm almost dead, why do I still need face? Besides, I've already lost my face. If you eat my shit, why don't you eat it!"
"How can you survive after eating it?"
"Can you survive without eating? It's impossible to live here anymore. Eat! After eating, you will have strength, and you can walk out of the town. Live a good life in a place where no one knows you."
Bai Wei smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, and already had an idea in his mind. He must eat the leftovers in the swill bucket! And it has to be fast! With my current reputation and the attitude of people in this town towards me, I'm afraid they won't even give me garbage to eat. If they find me eating their swill, they will even kick me down and refuse to give it to me. Bai Wei thought about it and made a calculation. Although everyone was staring at me now, no one knew what I was going to do. I rushed over as fast as I could, opened the lid and grabbed a handful with my hands to eat. no! If you grab and eat too slowly, the gaps between your fingers will leak. If there is more soup and less vegetables, you will not be able to grab the food in a hurry, which will delay the time to take a bite. I had to take off the lid and dive in to eat! Which bucket should I eat? Wouldn't it be a waste of time to miss the empty bucket? pretty! My mind always shines brightly at critical moments! He who has a carrying pole must be full! Already hung and ready to be picked up! God help me, the waiter who usually guards the door was talking to someone at the counter. After everyone reacted and started shouting, the waiter came out from the counter to chase me away. I was almost half full. There is always a way out! Goodbye, sadly. Farewell, my hometown. The day I come back again will be the time when the shame will be washed away! Look around, it’s now! Then it flew out like an arrow from a string...
Bai Wei's last words in this short life were only three words: grass, shit.
In shame and anger, he actually coughed up blood. He fell backwards. When the world was spinning, he saw everyone laughing with tears. Some fell to the ground holding their stomachs, some patted their legs, and some pointed at him. He also heard many sounds, including laughter, cheers, and sarcasm. He is lucky. He will never hear or see it again. Even if the future days are ten times more difficult than now, he won't have to bear it. He is also unfortunate. He is so young and will never hear or see again. The days in the future may be a hundred times better than now, but he will not be able to enjoy them. Only when people are alive can they have various possibilities. It may be good, it may be bad, but it's all about living.
The last words Bai Wei heard in his short life were only three words: I choked to death!
Since then, there has been an enduring story in Baizhu Town: The eldest son of the Bai family, the men of the family went hunting in the mountains and fed wild animals, and the rest were brutally wiped out, leaving only one young man who lost everything in gambling, and there was no one left. After having money to eat, he secretly learned to eat shit. When he was trying to grab shit to eat, he ate too fast and choked to death.
Peng Jiu really laughed a lot when he heard Bai Wei eating shit two days ago, but he stopped laughing when he heard that this man choked to death after eating shit. When he hurried over and saw the yellow soup on his face that had been washed away, he fell silent. The old fairy who told fortunes was so accurate. First he taught this man how to win ten thousand taels with a hundred coins, and then he told him that he would die soon, and he was so accurate about the way he would die. He was such an old fairy! Also silent was Chen Yuan, who looked at the two brand-new red-painted dung buckets, then looked at the two identical swill buckets next to them, and frowned. He just arrived at Bai Zhu at noon today. The day before yesterday, he heard from a Hu businessman that there was a boy who swallowed shit in this town. He was nicknamed the shit-eating madman. Chen Yuan showed off his Qinggong and spent a whole day and night to come here to visit. We just had lunch at the best local restaurant, so there was no need to ask. Everyone was talking about the latest news about this strange man, wanting to know where he was and when he could catch a glimpse of the madman. But he was told that madmen have their own way of doing things, and the whole town was exposed to rain and dew. Yesterday, they ate what Zhuzhuang had, and today they were going to eat what Wangzhuang had. I'm afraid it's hard to see him, but he can always wait. He will come back after eating it for a while. The madman is tricky and knows his taste. The one here suits him best. Just when I was disappointed, I heard the noise outside the door, which was like exploding fireworks in a moment. When he came out, a man with a golden face was lying dead on the ground, but it was the Bai Wei he was looking for. When everyone gathered around to look at Mr. Bai who was lying down, Chen Yuan glanced around. Everyone's focus was here, so those who were not looking here were particularly conspicuous. It was a window seat facing the street on the second floor of Mingxiang Building. An old man exposed half of his upper body, slowly picked up one glass after another of wine, and drank to himself. He looked very thin, with high cheekbones, and the veins in the hand holding the cup were bulging, as if the cup weighed a thousand pounds and required a lot of strength. His eyes were fixed on the table, and he didn't know what he was looking at, but he looked extremely focused.
