Chapter 8 seven

You already know the location, you don't need a tour guide.The next day, Irie went to Yuling with his sketchbook alone. Although there was a camera in the travel bag, he didn't bring it. He wanted to observe with his own eyes first.The eyes connect with the heart.If you bring a camera, you will definitely rely on it. Then, the contact between the soul and the Buddha statue will become weak. On that day, in addition to the two huge Buddha statues on the third peak, several Cliff Buddhas about one meter high were sketched. Although he moved into Li Donggong's house, he still belonged to the garrison in Jiang, and had to go back to the barracks once a day.

After finishing the sketch, he went to the barracks. Second Lieutenant Miyake said with a smile: It's not bad to live there. There is like a rope in the smile, if you are not careful, your feet will be tripped by the rope. The house is big and feels very comfortable. Irie replied. It's not too narrow here.As he said that, Second Lieutenant Miyake's expression suddenly became gloomy. The owner of the house had been the village head before the Japanese army came.After the occupation, he resigned.The army headquarters instructed him to continue to be the village chief, but tried every means to persuade him to refuse, citing that he was old.The village chief who was selected later was the same age as him.The previous captain refused to give up and tried to persuade him again. This time, he escaped on the grounds that he was not in good health, and he was a refusal to cooperate.

I don't think he is that kind of person. It's a crafty old man, can't catch his tail.Pretending to be ill and unwilling to participate in activities in which the army came forward.However, this time, the third peak is said to be a folk ceremony, and it is also the initiator.Nonsense! Second Lieutenant Miyake looked at Irie's face and said. It seems that what the implication is, will you pass this on to the old man? I heard that it is a once-in-ten-year ceremony, so I had to agree. There was justification in Irie's words. Second Lieutenant Miyake laughed and said: The girl from Nanjing is also very suspicious.Maybe it has connections with the guerrillas.Of course, this is my conjecture with no evidence

Second Lieutenant Miyake's words were very vague, but the eyes that watched Irie flickered.I said these words, maybe I wanted to test Irie's reaction, and a kind explanation can also be said to be advice. Irie tried to hide his expression.At the guerrilla captain Wolong, she heard her voice, which seemed to be evidence that the captain wanted. how come Irie pretended to be casually listening, and flatly agreed. In a word, Second Lieutenant Miyake kept his eyes on Irie, and he had to pay attention to the group of people there.If there are any inappropriate words and deeds, please inform them immediately, aren't you also Japanese?

knew. Irie replied solemnly, but then his mood became very bad. Walking out of the barracks, he walked down the town of Ruidianzhuang in a low mood.Cowardly perhaps, he tried not to think about the fact that war was so close.It might be a wrong decision to come to this place. Aren't you Japanese too? Lieutenant Miyake's last words made Irie very upset.He remembered that the face of the Cliff Buddha sketched that day was neither Chinese nor Japanese.Two dotted eyes, one vertical and one horizontal nose, and mouth.I really want to live in a world full of faces like this. There is only one street in Ruidianzhuang.On both sides of the narrow street, the left and right eaves are crowded into a pile.

Why are the streets so narrow in such a wide place? Perhaps it is because of the vastness and boundlessness of nature that people live close to each other and keep each other warm. Next to the old temple, there is a pastry shop, which is rare in this town, with three long wooden benches lined up in front of the shop. There is a kind of cake made of plums in this place. Iri ate it at Li Donggong's house, and it was very appetizing.Look around, and the store has some on its shelves, too. His throat was thirsty, and he wanted to eat plum cakes. When he walked into the store, the man with the thin beard froze instantly.

Before coming here, although the old landlord and his party mistook him as a Chinese, they asked him to show his certificate of good citizenship.In fact, it is easy to recognize that Irie is Japanese, not only from his face and clothing, but also from the way he walks and his temperament. The man with the thin beard seemed to notice that Irie was Japanese at a glance.There must be a lot of customers suddenly visiting this kind of shop, and the man's nervousness obviously comes from someone who is not used to it. Irie bought plum pancakes, sat on the bench next to him and ate them. At this time, five or six energetic people came.Some of them carried poles on their shoulders, and the burden contained bean cake feed for pigs in this area.

Hey boss, let's take a break. Shouting to the house, they sat down on the benches across the river one by one. At the beginning, he was saying something loudly, in a dialect that Irie couldn't understand even half of it. It was not easy to figure out that it turned out to be talking about the market of bean cakes. After a while, a man in a blue tunic passed by.The group of people who had been talking out of nowhere suddenly fell silent.Irie felt that the silence was hostile. The man was tall, with sharp eyes on a long face, and his slightly hunched back might have been caused by frequent spying.

Boss, do you still have that steamed bun? The man asked in Mandarin that even Irijiang could understand. Ah, no.Today and tomorrow I am very busy ordering the offerings for Zhu, and I can't make other things to sell. The owner of the shop with a thin beard answered in a tone as close to Mandarin as possible. oh. The long-faced man's voice was hoarse, and he turned around and left. The group of people who were talking about the bean cake market watched the man leave behind and began to discuss something quietly. Xie Shiyu. In the occasional repeated words, similar to this name can be heard.

oh it's the man Entering Jiang had an epiphany, knowing that there are people who are regarded as different even if they are Chinese. He put the leftover plum cake in his pocket and stood up.Walking down the street, I felt a line of sight from behind. The next day, I entered the river and went to Yuling to choose a 30cm sketch of a small Cliff Buddha.Bring a tape measure and draw in a sketchbook at the same size. I didn't use pencils that day, but I used the inkstone and ink borrowed from the Li family, and I chose to draw with a brush.The person who carved the Cliff Buddha must first draw a draft on the rock with a brush, and then chisel it.In order to experience the feelings of those people, Irie decided to do the same.However, it is still impossible to grasp the mood of the people at that time only by working hard on the form.

When I got home, Li Donggongfu had already cooked the food, but the master and niece were not there. I was busy making various arrangements for Zhu, preparing offerings and erecting wooden frames, and I was still so worried at an old age. As he said that, Li Dong smiled. Really enthusiastic. Irie said. Yes, ma'am lower your voice, there is nothing else to be passionate about.Although I know that I don't need to be so busy when I am old, but think about it, it is also a good way to relax. Irie suddenly remembered the words of Second Lieutenant Miyake. If you really want to find fault with the egg, what this quiet old woman said is really wrong.Doesn't that mean that since the Japanese occupation, there are no things worth being passionate about?Either serve as the village chief, or mediate between the Japanese army and the local residents. There are many things to do. Li Donggong must have been advised to do so several times. Point Zhu will be held tomorrow morning. Not only people from Ruidianzhuang participated enthusiastically, but also many people from nearby villages came to watch. It only happens once in ten years, and no one wants to miss this opportunity.Moreover, it must have spread throughout the region this year when it was ordered by a real woman.For the sake of future chat topics, it is worth going to take a look. Before entering the river to see Zhu Qian, he first went to the barracks to show his face. What about the rare ceremony, why don't you go and see it? Enter the river and ask Second Lieutenant Miyake. Second Lieutenant Miyake curled his lips and replied: It may be a rumor, but I heard that when the army went to Dianzhu, the guerrillas would come and attack.Therefore, only two soldiers in civilian clothes were sent, and the rest were grounded. Is there such a thing? I don't think they have the guts to attack the barracks, but Li Donggong is in charge of spotting Zhu, and the girl is in charge of performing.Well, better be careful. Second Lieutenant Miyake's suspicion of Li Donggong was beyond Irie's imagination.He even suspected that Li Donggong initiated the ritual with historical traditions, and suspected that it might be an act to lure the army into the trap. Irie was about to leave when he was stopped by Lieutenant Miyake: There are a lot of people gathered today, so it's better to be careful as a Japanese.I'll find a soldier to follow you. No need, it's okay. Heh, if something happens to you, I will be responsible here. Miyake worried about his responsibility more than Irie's life. I found a senior soldier Hasegawa from the Kansai area to be Irie's follower. A wooden frame was erected in front of the third peak of Yuling.The mouth of the Buddha statue on the lower level is about 20 meters above the ground, and many ladders are added to firmly fix the wooden frame. Anyone with a little courage can climb up, but because the bottom of the rock face protrudes, even if you climb to the top of the wooden frame, you can't reach the lips of the Buddha statue with your hands. According to Li Donggong's explanation, there are many inconspicuous holes on the Buddha's face, which are everywhere and very deep.Insert logs into several parallel holes, start to cross the logs from the top of the wooden frame, and then set up boards on the logs as footsteps.The woman who lit the vermilion stood on the footsteps and painted the lips of the Buddha statue red. Under the wooden frame, there are more than ten tables covered with pure white tablecloths, and the tables are full of offerings. Red-dyed steamed buns, baked chicken and duck, meatballs, pork, fried carp, sea cucumber, abalone, salted jellyfish, etc., seafood, ham, various fruits, and pastries are full of food. Among them are Many red candles.There are bucket incense everywhere, and there are clusters of incense sticks, and the smoke from the incense sticks makes the surrounding hazy. Taoist priests wearing five-color Taoist crowns sang mantras, and monks in yellow cassocks began to ring bells and chant sutras. Buddhism mixed with Taoism. A band was also invited, and among the noisy gongs, cool sounds such as sheng and flute flowed out. There was a commotion among the crowd. finally come! Li Donggong whispered to Rujiang. Entering the river was sandwiched between Li Donggong and Hasegawa and other soldiers. The drum band walked ahead, and four men appeared in a very ornately decorated sedan chair.The roof of the sedan chair was painted green and gold, surrounded by hanging pink curtains. That is called the sedan chair, the sedan chair used to carry the bride during the wedding. Li Donggong said. Miss Yingxiang sitting in it?Irie asked. yes!Li Donggong nodded. The origin of this ritual is that women dress up as Shaofeng, a lady from the Zhu family, to comfort the souls of two young men, one of whom will be her husband.Therefore, there is a reason to sit in a sedan chair. Red candles are used in wedding ceremonies in China.The venue is surrounded by the smoke of incense sticks, and it is a combination of marriage and burial. The sedan chair stopped in front of the wooden frame.The Taoist priest in a dark green Taoist robe opened the curtain, facing Irie who was sitting in the guest seat. Appearing from behind the curtain is Yingxiang in bridal attire. She got off the sedan chair, and naturally lifted off the wedding veil covering her face. She has no makeup and is wearing a Chinese bridal gown with a red crew neck. She took off her bridal gown, lightly stepped over the clothes that fell under her feet, and walked forward barefoot. Inside, he was wearing a fiery red jacket and yellow pants, which were very close-fitting, so that he could move easily when climbing the wooden frame. The Taoist priest in green didn't know what to give her. She wore a purple cloak over her shoulders. In the past, there was an era when folks were prohibited from wearing purple.However, when ordering Zhu, the Holy Majesty gave special permission to use it.Li Donggong explained. The Taoist handed Yingxiang a white porcelain pot.She picked up the jug. The weather is sunny with occasional strong winds.When she stepped on the wooden frame, a gust of wind happened to blow away the smoke from the incense sticks. However, Yingxiang did not hesitate and began to climb the wooden ladder. There are ropes tied around the wooden frame, which serve as handrails for climbers.Yingxiang held the pot with his right hand, and climbed up the rope with his left hand. Looks very bold and sassy. The blue sky is high above, the purple of the cloak climbing towards the sky, the fiery red of the jacket, and the yellow of the pants are really a feast of gorgeous colors. Her figure gradually became smaller.Every time the wind blows, Irie's hands sweat. The cloak fluttered with the wind, and she looked as if she was about to be blown down by the wind. It is also possible without a cape.Cloaks are dangerous. Li Donggong looked up at the wooden frame and talked to himself several times.He has also been very worried. Neither the strong wind nor the fluttering cloak could stop Yingxiang from walking.The strong wind only highlights her heroic appearance. The fairy ascended to heaven. Entering the river seemed to see a strange phantom. After climbing the wooden frame, Yingxiang didn't take a rest, and walked directly onto the wooden board for stepping on.When I entered the river, I heard the exclamation of the audience around me. Purple, red and yellow blend together at a height of twenty meters.In the meantime, the whiteness of the jug feels like it is dancing flutteringly. The red paint in the pot is not easy to fade even if it is eroded by wind and rain because it is mixed with a large amount of special resin.The person in charge of spotting the paint picks up the paint with his hands, first paints it along the lip line, and then smears the entire lip. Hurry up and stop standing there Lee Dong Gong looked anxious. However, Yingxiang painted very carefully. When she was done, she raised the pot high with one hand. Cheers erupted. Surprisingly, she looked down at the crowd on the ground as if nothing had happened. How dare you do such a dangerous move! Li Donggong next to him couldn't help crying out. Irie closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened his eyes after taking two breaths, Yingxiang had already started to get off the wooden frame. Irie didn't know why tears were in his eyes. Her figure gradually grew larger.However, through Iri's tearful eyes, I can only see purple, red, and yellow being blown away by the wind, and a little white, all shaking like phantoms. Yingxiang's figure at this moment is deeply engraved on Irijiang's heart. Although Yingxiang is a beautiful girl, before climbing the wooden frame, if Irie thought she was very cute on the surface of her heart, then when she touched Zhu, she began to drill into Jiang's soul and pried it open and got in. Irie's soul bleeds.The injured soul will be very painful after prying it open, a pain that cannot be restrained by reason or willpower.He used his soul to remember what trembling is.