During the Spring and Autumn Period, Confucius had a disciple named Gong Yechang, who was famous for his proficiency in bird songs.
One day, when Gongye was in the wild, he heard a bird calling to his friends: "There is dead human flesh beside the clear stream, why don't we go and peck at it together?"
After walking for a while, I met an old woman crying on the road, saying that her son had not returned for many days, and he probably died outside, but he didn't know where his body was.
Gongye said hurriedly: "I saw a bird just now. They were going to Qingxi to peck at the corpse. Maybe my son died there. You go quickly. If you get there too late, you won't be able to collect the whole body."
The old woman went to look for her son's body and saw her son's body in Qingxi. She thought it was Gongye Chang who had been entrusted to the mouth of a bird during his vacation. In fact, he had committed murder, so he reported to the officials that Gongye Chang had been arrested.
After hearing this, Confucius said this sentence recorded in "The Analects of Confucius·Gongye Chang No. 5": "(Confucius said that Gongye Chang is a wife. Even though he is in prison, it is not his crime.) .”
Later, Gong Yechang was acquitted and released, and Confucius married his daughter to him.
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I kept talking endlessly all night long until I was tired of talking.
The centipede crawled back from his back, lay on his face, sniffed his nostrils carefully, felt the breath, then crawled into his arms, stayed for a while, and twirled its tentacles, as if it was feeling it.
Ye Wumian was surprised for a while, and then said with relief: "Brother Centipede must be confirming my identity again and again. I put on a fake face and changed my appearance. It can't tell my true appearance, it can only smell it." To distinguish between true and false.”
After about two or three quarters of an hour, the centipede made up its mind and quickly crawled back to his face, kissing his nose gently.
He wore a mask on his face, covering everything except his eyes and nostrils.
The centipede kissed his nose, Gai meant to kiss the real him.
After probing his head, there was a little warmth and determination in the poisonous insect's eyes.
Then without looking back, she climbed onto his shoulder blade.
"Hiss..." At a certain moment, a sharp pain struck. The skin on the shoulder blade was torn open by the centipede, and with Ye Wumian's grinning patience, it continued to drill in with its fangs and sharp mouth.
Going further in, Ye Wumian's mouth trembled in pain, and he trembled: "They say being bitten by a centipede is the most painful. Usually I still don't believe it, but today I believe it!"
He couldn't see the details of the shoulder blades on his back, but he could roughly feel that the centipede broke through the skin, bit the flesh, and headed straight for the hook knife that penetrated the flesh and bone.
Then there was a slight vibration, and occasionally there was a gentle gnawing sound.
Sweat trickled down along Ye Wumian's forehead.
His mouth gradually became wider, and he had a guess in his mind: "Brother Centipede, could he save me by biting off the hook knife in the bone?"
When he thought about it carefully, he felt that this was the most likely possibility; besides, Centipede had no other way to save him.
It's just that although the centipede's mouth is sharp, its body is mortal after all; the material of the hook knife cannot be seen by Sleepless Night, and it must be something extraordinary to be used by Jin Yiwei to imprison a master in the realm of reverse communication.
"Brother Centipede, is it possible?"
He was doubtful and felt even more sorry for Brother Centipede's teeth.
. . .
I don't know how long it took, but Ye Wumian woke up from his deep sleep and saw the centipede slipping to the ground.
Compared with when it first came out of the hair, the poisonous insect was a little tired now.
The red tip is still held high, but sometimes it droops. Apparently the long hours of work made it a little unbearable.
During the sleepless night, I saw a string of gray-white crumbs spit out from its mouth.
The light was dim, so I couldn't see carefully what the crumbs looked like. But after thinking about it for a moment, he was surprised: "Could this be the iron filings from the hook knife that Brother Centipede chewed off?"
This is the only explanation.
The iron filings left a long trace evenly on the ground, about two feet long.
The centipede rolled back and forth violently, scattering the iron filings; then it crawled back and forth several times, stained with dirty water from the wet ground, and finally covered up the traces of the iron filings.
Ye Wumian said happily: "In this way, even if someone comes to look, there will be no trace of iron filings falling. Brother Centipede is brilliant!"
At this time, there was only a tragic squeaking sound, and the centipede bit the head of a little gray mouse.
The squirrel struggled with its claws and scratched desperately, but the centipede's body was so hard that no matter how hard it scratched, it couldn't break it, let alone scratch it off.
After twisting the centipede several times, the mouse died and its eyes bulged out.
Ye Wumian was stunned.
After the centipede killed the mouse, it slowly finished eating the prey and replenished some strength. Then it crawled along Ye Wumian's body to its back, got into the flesh, and started working.
In the next few days, the centipede traveled back and forth on Ye Wuxian's back and on the ground, working non-stop with almost no rest.
Sleepless Night also watched it, and it became more and more tired, so he called it many times: "Brother Centipede, please take a rest!"
But Centipede always turns a deaf ear.
Ye Wumian thought: "Brother Centipede can bite this hook knife on his back, which means he can understand people's words, but why don't you listen when I let him rest?"
Regardless of whether the centipede listens or not, Ye Wumian will habitually ask it to rest every time it gets down on the ground. The centipede still doesn't listen and just continues to catch bugs, cockroaches, mice and other things on the ground.
Fortunately, this cell is a large and unclean place, where snakes, insects, rats and ants are infested. Even in winter, there are still a lot of them. The centipede hunted freely, so it did not go hungry.
Sometimes I have sleepless nights and think to myself: "Brother Centipede ate a bedbug and was stained with dirt on the ground. There must be dirt left on his body and mouth. But when it broke through my skin and penetrated my body, why didn't it? What about causing my wound to become infected?”
Because when he was a child, he learned some medical skills from the Shaolin lay disciple and knew that wounds are prone to infection if they are contaminated with dirt.
There are many examples that prove the correctness of his experience, but there is an exception here with Centipede.
According to his further observation, when bitten by a centipede, although there will always be a sharp pain, it comes and goes quickly. After a while, it disappears without any sign of infection and pain.
At first he was amazed and didn't know why.
Later, when he calmed down and felt it, he finally discovered the secret.
It turned out that before biting, he would always feel that the centipede would secrete some liquid at the site of the bite, giving off a cooling sensation.
This refreshing feeling is very subtle and can be described as "slim".
When pain occurs, this delicate liquid will soak into the painful area and quickly drive away the pain, leaving only a cold, numb and itchy feeling.
"Brother Centipede's special liquid is not only non-toxic, but it can also have such effects!"
Most centipedes are poisonous, which can cause swelling and pain at the bite site, nausea and vomiting, and can cause fainting or even death.
But this centipede brother must be a rare centipede. The liquid on the fangs can clear away heat and detoxify. Under this effect, the contamination from the snakes, insects, rats, and ants remained, so that the wounds of Sleepless Night were not infected.
