Cien años de soledad

Capítulo 12

"Hey! Don't you feel ashamed for hitting a woman? Are you even a man?"

"What did you say?" the old eunuch asked angrily.

"Oh...sorry, I forgot, you're not really a man!"

---janeadam

Reply [36]: “You…” The old eunuch assumed a fighting stance!

Courage sometimes comes at the cost of life. It's too late to regret it then. Death is just a moment of pain, like a finger prick blood test. I'll fight you to the death!

"No!" Xiaoyuan called out to me, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth. "My husband has found me. Thank you for taking care of me these past few days... Young master, Xiaoyuan has no way to repay you, so I will take my leave now..." Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Xiao Yuan..." What is she saying? She clearly hates that old pervert, she hates him terribly! Is it to protect me from harm?

Watching the woman he loved being... (Narrator: Wait, what did you just say? Answer: Oh, I misspoke, it was a female ghost, not a woman! Sorry, salute...) Narrator: No, you just said the word "love." Answer: Did I say that? I don't remember. Narrator: You clearly said it, but you won't admit it! Answer: Is your hearing tinnitus?)

I felt utterly helpless. Only then did I realize how insignificant humans are, like specks of dust. Was I just going to watch her being carried away? Just watch her fall back into the abyss of suffering? Why did her pain feel like my pain… no, I felt even more pain than she did? Why was that?

In my panic, I suddenly saw a small yellow piece of paper on the ground. It was...it was the so-called exorcism talisman that the lunatic detective had left behind that morning...I had no choice but to try it. I picked up the talisman and unexpectedly stuck it on the old eunuch...

"Ahhhhhh!" Smoke billowed from Old Ghost's body, accompanied by his agonizing screams and the smell of burning. Hopefully, the neighbors won't mistake that for my scream...

The old ghost vanished, leaving behind a thick plume of white smoke...

Cough...cough... I dispersed the thick smoke: "Xiao Yuan..." No response. She must have been taken away by that old ghost, you bastard!

I sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette. The smoke I exhaled was as listless and languid as I was... Forget it, it was just a nightmare. She was just a ghost, and I have nothing to do with her anymore. I never had anything to do with her in the first place, except for romantic relationships...

Sleep... Maybe tonight I'll have a new dream and forget the old one. Maybe tomorrow morning I'll wake up and not care about anything anymore. Even if there's still something to cherish, there are countless tomorrow mornings. Eventually, the stones of my memory will be washed away by the flow of time.

But, the taste... can I forget it? The taste of her noodles, the taste of her food, the tone of her voice, even the lingering scent of the apple core on her teeth... can I forget it all? Am I such a heartless person?

I got up early this morning and found the long-forgotten instant noodles. You're smug now, your nemesis is gone. I ate two bites, but had no appetite, so I threw them all away!

I opened the window, hoping to breathe some fresh air, but all I smelled was the stench of gasoline exhaust. What kind of environment do we live in?! I closed the window, lit half a stick of incense, and listened to the lingering scent of her incense…

No, I have to save her. It was an inexplicable impulse, just a desire to save her. I thought of the talisman, and the somewhat erratic detective, so I put on my coat and decided to go to the mental hospital!

"...Sister! I'm so scared, everyone here wants to kill me, I'm so scared..."

"No one here wants to kill you, it's just an illusion..."

“…5555…I’m still scared…” Feng Bu threw himself into the nurse’s arms and sobbed.

This infatuated girl knows that a lunatic who tries to take advantage of someone won't get slapped...

---janeadam

Reply [37]: Chapter Nineteen: The Female Ghost's Last Will and Testament!

"You don't hate me, do you?" I asked worriedly, looking at the large tumor on his head that couldn't be covered by gauze.

"Oh, thank you so much!" he said, his eyes fixed on the nurse in the distance. "I'm planning to propose to her this afternoon, what do you think?"

Unbelievable! There are all sorts of idiots in this world! "Do you really think she'd accept a proposal from a lunatic?"

"What do you want from me?" He suddenly changed the subject, which was hard to accept at first.

"I need your help... I'll tell you everything I know."

"oh?"

...

And so, I told him everything—how I met Xiaoyuan, about Xiaoyuan, and about the old eunuch from yesterday…

“I know you must have come to me about the missing ancient corpse. And that old eunuch is the missing ancient corpse. You want to find him, and I want to find Xiaoyuan. He and Xiaoyuan are together, so we…” I suddenly realized that he had fallen asleep.

"Hey!" I angrily smacked the large bump on his head. "That's so rude of you!"

"Ouch! Sister, he hit me!" The nurse rushed over upon hearing the commotion and glared at me with eyes that could kill a mosquito.

"It hurts... 5555..." Feng Bu threw himself into her arms and started to cry loudly, pretending to cry. The compassionate nurse's chest was already covered in colorful marks.

"Hey! You there?" The hospital director walked over. "Where are the nursing staff? How come a patient stole the nurses' uniforms again?"

"Oh... Dean, I'm sorry, I just went to the restroom and only just saw..." A staff member rushed over, injected an anesthetic into the woman who was holding Feng Bu, and then pulled off her nurse's uniform, revealing the striped gown worn by patients.

"Dean, I'm sorry. I'll keep a close eye on her next time. This woman went insane because of her miscarriage, so she likes to pull other people into her arms..."

Pfft~~ I almost laughed myself to death. Feng, standing next to me, had a pained expression on his face; he probably never dreamed he was taking advantage of a madman… How disgusting!

"I can't take it anymore, I want to be discharged!" he screamed frantically.

"A patient has had a seizure!" In the blink of an eye, several burly men appeared, some carrying ropes, some carrying chains, and one holding a red cloth used for bullfighting!

"I'm not crazy! I'm more normal than a normal person..." A flying needle pierced his buttocks precisely. Officer Feng's eyes rolled back, and he fell towards me (slow motion). "Help...me..."

Thump! It kicked up a cloud of dust!

"Who's on duty today?" the director yelled. "The floor is so dirty, why isn't anyone sweeping it?"

Later, I found a police chief's business card in his wallet and dialed the number on it.

A short while later, the dean arrived with a fax from the police station, announcing the release of Detective Feng, who had just regained consciousness...

On the way, he kept touching the needle-injected area on his buttocks, muttering to himself, saying something incoherently.

"Is it still in pain?" I asked, pretending to be concerned, but I didn't really care whether he was in pain or not.

"I wish it hurt! I can't feel anything in my left buttock at all! How can they do this? They keep giving me anesthesia. If I lose all feeling there, who will make up for my lack of happiness for the rest of my life?"

...

"Hello……"

"kindness?"

"Go see my master."

"Your master?"

“I heard everything you said… To find Old Ghost, we have to rely on my master.”

"They must be very powerful. People who are called 'master' are usually very powerful."

We arrived at an abandoned car repair shop, and there was a small, conspicuous wooden hut not far away.

"This is it?" My tone was tinged with disappointment. I shouldn't have had any hope in the first place; this kind of person's master...

"Master, I'm here!!" Feng Bu shouted as he rushed into the cabin, but no one answered.

The room reeked of oil; you might find it pleasant occasionally, but living there long enough would be unbearable. Machine tools were scattered everywhere, haphazardly placed in various spots. Near the window, a strange machine caught my attention; its unusual shape and refrigerator-like door made me want to reach out and touch it…

---janeadam

Reply [38]: "Don't touch it!" A greasy, withered old man suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"Master, is my car fixed?" Officer Feng asked.

"Not yet, I've been busy lately!"

I asked in a low voice, "He...he's your master?"

"Yes! I learned car repair from him."

I almost fell over. I thought he was his master who taught him supernatural magic!

"Master, your time machine isn't finished yet?"

"It's ready, but we haven't had a chance to test it yet."

"It's probably because nobody wants to..." they said, their eyes fixed on the strange machine.

Time machine? Are you kidding me? There's no such thing in the world. If there were, wouldn't history be in complete chaos?

As I left the junkyard, I felt more and more that the detective's behavior was abnormal. His actions and words were completely beyond the logic of ordinary people, but fortunately, they weren't scary.

"How can we find them?" I couldn't help but ask.

“Don’t worry! I know where they are!” he said. “I was planning to drive there, but the car wasn’t fixed… Looks like I’ll have to walk.”

Where to?

"Luo Family Village!"

"Why go there? Are they still...?"

"That's right!"

"Then why don't we take a taxi?"

Are you paying?

"I'll pay!"

"Damn it! Why didn't you say so earlier? You made me take so many detours."

...

The ancient tomb has been sealed off by the police.

"Is that okay?" I asked doubtfully.

"Just follow me."

"Hey! Detective Feng, long time no see. What have you been up to?" an officer asked.

"Nonsense! Can't you see I'm here to investigate? This is Dr. Lin, a historian, who just returned from abroad. We're going in now, don't let anyone in. That's your chief's order!"

"knew!"

We changed into special clothes, sprayed ourselves with medicine, and then went into the tomb.

"that……"

"What?"

"Being called a historian, especially one with a doctorate, makes me feel really insecure..."