Chapter 10 (1/2)
Aoki took out his cigarette and tried to throw it to Ma Fuqing: ”smoke?”
Ma Fuqing waved his hand: ”no, don't smoke.”
Aoki stuffed the cigarette into his mouth and played with the brand-new DuPont lighter with his slender fingers. Suddenly, he ”chucked” and caught fire. The light blue flame slowly approached the cigarette. The light of the fire suddenly became warm like a boy who met his lover and made a faint voice of Zizi.
When Ma Fuqing saw the man with the head of the chicken nest, he gracefully caught fire, took two puffs of smoke and spit out a white fog.
Smoke began to fill the room, more and more, like the autumn morning fog, which would only get thicker and thicker before the sun tore it apart.
Ma Fuqing seems to be in the vast wilderness. In the distance is a mountain and in front is a lake. The water on the lake is dense.
He heard the morning wind in the fog, the frogs on the lotus leaves and the crows on the old trees.
He felt a little cold and panicked.
He vaguely remembered that there was a policewoman sitting next to him.
He turned to look.
There was a woman nearby, but she didn't wear a police uniform.
The woman stood up, naked and white, like a white pig who had just pushed her hair in boiling water.
If you have a head, it must be a beautiful woman.
But unfortunately she has no head.
Her neck was empty, her skin turned outward, and dark red blood overflowed from her neck like a group of twisted worms.
Ma Fuqing saw the headless woman walking towards him step by step. His snow-white chest trembled, and a black mole on his left chest was particularly conspicuous.
Ma Fuqing pointed to the woman and said, ”don't come here and don't pester me anymore.”
The woman's belly was bulging, and the two bloody * * on her chest turned into two eyes. The navel was wide open and turned into a mouth. She said in a loud voice from her abdominal cavity:
”Return my head -”
Ma Fuqing picked up a brick and shouted to the woman, ”don't come again. I'm not polite to come again.”
The woman didn't stop, her blood red eyes were bulging, and the mouth on her white belly was still saying:
”Return my head -”
She raised her hand, put it into her neck, took out a bloody saw, and there were a lot of broken meat on the teeth.
”Return my head -”
Ma Fuqing stumbled back, retreated to the bottom of a big locust tree and shouted, ”there's no your head here! Go quickly! There's no your head!”
Although Ma Fuqing closed his eyes, he could still see the Headless Woman and hear her footsteps.
A crow suddenly flew out of the locust tree and ”quack quack” called a few times.
The dead woman stood still and looked up at the dark shadow on the treetop.
Then Ma Fuqing heard a grumpy voice:
”Those who want to eat come down. I don't care if I'm starving!”
Ma Fuqing felt his head buzzing like a plane crashed into it.
The world collapsed.
He opened his eyes in fear and saw Aoki still sitting lazily in the boss's chair behind his desk, Hu Xing in police uniform reading magazines quietly, and holding a thick book from nowhere in his hand.
The crow flew to the chandelier on the roof, and its black feathers gave off a sapphire like luster.
”Dinner, dinner -” cried the crow.
Aoki stood up slowly and said, ”do you want to have dinner together? The boss's wife downstairs is fierce. Her craft is still very good.”
The crow echoed: ”sauce elbow, sauce elbow, flower like sauce elbow!”
Ma Fuqing's face was pale and quickly waved his hand: ”no, no, I won't delay the master's dinner. I'll go back first.”
Then he took out a red envelope bag and gently put it on the tea table.
Aoki said, ”no merit, no reward.”
Ma Fuqing couldn't stop being flustered. He stood up and walked out: ”no, no, maybe I made a mistake. I went back.”
”I can't take this,” Aoki said, pointing to the red envelope.
Ma Fuqing said, ”you don't go to the door without anything. You don't go to the door empty handed. I know the rules, I know.”