Shadow Code

" "Great sir, what is spearmanship?"

" Do you know why he dares to go into the woods alone? The wild beasts of the old mountain forest are all intelligent, if you respect them, they will give you their territory. If you one day break their bottom line, then you won't be able to escape even the corners of the world! "

" That is their bottom line. If we don't hunt them down, what should we eat and what should we wear? "

" When it met a wolf that was carrying a baby and used its empty gun to circle around, it would know! "

" If that's the case, then I'll just take a detour, and not even open fire. It's different, why waste a bullet! "

" If you directly take a detour, wolves are not easy targets, and will most likely attack you. If you use your empty gun, that means you can tell it that you can jump, but if you don't go and do it, the other party will know! "

" Look at the sky above the mountain, how many stars are blinking merrily, they say that people are smart, but in fact, they are all smart. Humans, where is the wisdom of the stars, the stars understand that they abide by the rules of the universe, and do not escape their own orbit, and, humans, everything is because of desire, planted retribution! "

" Great sir, I don't understand! "

" When you grow up, you'll understand. Remember, when you grow up, no matter what happens, you must not complain about it, because if you look into anything, you will find out that there is no way to find the source of everything. Everything is a cycle.

One year, when he was rushing up the mountain, he had seen with his own eyes a garland of snakes coiled in a crooked tree. The snakes really did lie on the third floor of the tree, making it bend over for many years, but they didn't go. When the old man bravely moved closer, he realized that they were all dead snakes, such as rattan and tree, or could it be that the snakes were actually coiling around a tree? Another time, after a big hailstorm, many of the short logs in the mountain were smashed into disarray, except for a few big bright red mushrooms, which were so bright and terrifying that they looked like a bloody corpse's head emerging from the ground. In the mountain, there was also a wild grape ditch, a few miles of deep ravine, and layers of vines.

To this day, the fullest part of my memory is still the blurred and inscriptions of the story, the monotonous and warm nights, the bonfires in the brightly lit wooden house, the narrow, bright stars glimpsed occasionally through the cracks in the roof, the taste of the roasted hare's legs on the edge of the wasp honey, the smell of the roasted shellfish stewed with sweet potato chips, the smell of the frosty moon in the mountain wind, the smell of the emerald trees, the smell of the wild beasts, the unique smell of the primeval forest!

When the night was even deeper than the deepest old forest, Old Book would lie on the brick bed with me and talk to himself as if he were telling me, "There's all sorts of evil things in the old forest, savages who drink blood, pythons who can stand up and walk, and blind men who can weave grapes, queens even more beautiful than peacocks, but no matter how scary they look, they are just a small species, a magical and insignificant existence in the boundless universe, a tiny dot in the long river of history!"

"He's starting to talk about things I don't understand!"

"The hardest thing to do in this world is choice. The hardest thing to break is habit. And the most extravagant thing is balance, the peace after balancing everything!"

At that time, I was too young. I could understand every word of the old branch book.

In the lonely capital, there was always a gap between the bustle and me. Whenever I was alone, I would recall these warm and mysterious memories to pass the lonely time. Sometimes, I would even wonder if the Old Ancestor was dead or alive, why was he still walking in the village and mountains when his relatives couldn't see him, and if the shoes of the plum blossoms were really old books? And what did the circle of Luo see, and what did the symbol on my second sister's arm represent? The Luo family must have seen more than what my second sister saw. And after he said it three times with all his might, 'Don't look, don't look. Are you protecting my second sister? Are there some things in this world that you will never be at peace with?'

If I think too much, I'll go numb, and even if I don't experience it myself, I'll even suspect that it's some exaggerated version that's been passed on and stored in a distant memory. I don't want to dig it up, so I'll worry about it and start a good business with this small leather shop, and even if I can't live with it, I'll only be able to repay the old man. However, I never thought that everything had just begun, and it all started with me!

One autumn afternoon, I was warm and sleepy by the sun outside, a few maple leaves were falling, Xuan'er was stirring, I was holding a horror novel scanning ten lines.

A person wearing a black cotton jacket came out of nowhere. When I smelled the damp cotton that had not seen the sun all year round, he had already entered my shop. The new shop assistant eagerly greeted me.

In this business, you mustn't go up on the pole and sell socks on stalls, you just have to be enthusiastic. Just hold on to it and wait calmly like that, it's because you can't get away from the business. You are getting more and more aggressive, so the other party is getting more and more frustrated.

I got up and went into the shop. My footsteps were not light. The visitor had his back to the door of the shop and did not notice me behind him. At that time, I had been on guard.

We have our own supply of goods, which is to say, the generations of old hunters in the village. If we see those respectable customers, they would usually buy a few pieces, go back to look for them, order a piece of fur for one of our women, if you look at their grey faces, it's very low-key, the unremarkable kind of people walking on the street are usually the large number of two-way merchants, after they buy it, how to earn money from the middle is not something I can ask, of course, this is the rule of a few senior customers in the village every few years. I'm not here to collect furs, I'm here to sell my own goods. Normally, I don't come here to pick up goods that have my own origin, because for one thing, I don't lack it. I don't have time to take the money, so why are you giving me money?

So, a hunter who has been soaking in the mountains all year round will have an extraordinary hearing, and even if I were to approach him openly, he would still be very sensitive to it, let alone if I were to approach him openly. I am surprised that I am unable to pinpoint who this person is, or is not, or is not, or is dressed in the same outfit, contradiction, or pretends to be, someone who can even disguise his or her instinctive reaction, so I must be on guard against him.

In the end, I didn't guess correctly. After the new shop assistant introduced him for a long time, a hoarse voice came from his throat. It was a mute.

Oh, mute, inaudible, that was born. No wonder. My heart relaxed a little.

The man threw down a large snakeskin bag from his back. With such a shake of the bag, a few pieces of skin fell out. It seemed that my guess was right. It was a hunter that delivered goods to this place.