²Ä¤G¤Q¤@¦^¡Gµe¹Ï¬ÙÃѬK­·­±

Chapter 21

¡§A painting did scant justice to the beauty of her face.¡¨ 

 

    ¥ª«D¥k»P¿Ç¥Õ¾ß¤F¤@¨Ç¬\ªK¡A¦b¶ð¤U¿U°_¤@­Ó¤õ°ï¡C­]¤H¥X¥~¸g±`±aµÛ°£Âε⤧ÃþªºÃįó¡A©ñ¦b¤õ°ï®Ç¡A¥i¥HÁ×§KÂÎÂZ¡C

    Zuo Feiyo and Ku Bai gathered some dry branches and made a fire below the tower.  When the Miaos went out, they often brought herbs such as chrysanthemums for insecticide.  These were placed next to the fire to prevent harassment from insects. 

 

    ¦b¤@¼l¶Â·tªºÄÁ¶ð¤U¡A¸s®p´Ë¶¡A¤s²`Ãú¶Â¡A·t©]³zµÛµL­­ªº¯«¯µ»P¸¨¹æ¡C¤j®a³ò§¤¦b¤õ°ï®Ç¡Aºµºµªº¤õ¥ú¡A©¿©ú©¿·À¦a¬M·Ó¦b¥|¤Hªº­±Ãe¤W¡C

    Below the dark bell tower, surrounded by mountain peaks and forests, the remoteness of the mountains and dark mountain mists, the night emitted infinite mystery and loneliness.  They sat around the blazing fire, its light now highlighting now throwing into shadow, the faces of the 4 people.    

 

    ¤å²»»P¦ç¬õ¥u¬Oºòºò¦a¨Ì°¹µÛ¡A¦Û±q¨£­±«á¡A¨â­Ó¤H¨S¦³»¡¹L¤@¥y¸Ü¡C¿Ç¥Õ­±µLªí±¡¦a±æµÛ­±«e³o¨â­Ó¤H¡A²¦³º¸g¹L¤F­·®öªºÄAð¡A«Ü¦h·P¨ü¨Ã¤£¬O»y¨¥¯àªí¹Fªº¡C

    Wen Xiang and Yi Hong simply clung closely to one another.  They hadn¡¦t spoken a word since they met.  Ku Bai¡¦s face was impassive as he regarded the two of them.  After all, they¡¦d been tossed about on the stormy waves of trouble, and there were many feelings that didn¡¦t lend themselves to expression with words.

 

    ¥ª«D¥k¯u¬Oº¡¤ßªº½ÄÀ»¡A¥´±q®v¤÷»¡ÄÁÅT®É¤~¨£­±¡A¥s¥L¨Ó±µ¤å²»°_¡A¥L¤ß¸Ì´Nª½¥´¹ª¡C¥L¤£´±¹H­I®v©R¡A¤S©È®v¤÷©Ò¨¥¤£½T¡C­º¥ý¡A¤Ñ¤U¦p¦¹¤§¤j¡A¤å²»¯u·|¦b¨®¯¸µ¥µÛ¥L¥h¡H¥L¤Ó±H±æ®v¤÷¨Cºâ¥²·Ç¡A¦]¬°¥L¨S¦³¦Ê¤À¤§¦Êªº«H¤ß¡A¦pªG©ö²z¤£¬Oµ´¹ï¥¿½T¡A¥L¤é¥HÄ~©]¦a¾Ç²ß¡A°Z¤£¬O¦Û´Û´Û¤H¡H³o¦¸ªº¤õ¬P¥ô°È¡A¦b¥L¬Ý¨Ó¬O¥þ½L¬Ò±Ñ¡A¨ºªí¥Ü®v¤÷ºâ¿ù¤F¡C¦pªG³s®v¤÷¤]ºâ¿ù¡AÅãµM³o±ø¸ô¨«¤U¥h¡A±N¤£ª¾¥ì¤_­J©³¡C

    Zuo Feiyo was in a state of complete shock.  From the moment his master had told him they¡¦d meet when the bell stuck, to his setting forth to meet Wen Xiang, Zuo Feiyo¡¦s mind had been troubled.  He didn¡¦t dare disobey his master¡¦s command but he feared his master¡¦s words might have been inaccurate.  First of all, the world was a vast place.  Would Wen Xiang really be waiting for him at the station?  He sorely wanted his master¡¦s calculations to be correct every time, because he himself didn¡¦t have 100 % faith. If the theory of Yi was not absolutely correct, then wouldn¡¦t his days and nights of study be have been wasted on a false doctrine?  As far as he was concerned, this mission to Mars had been a complete failure.  It meant that his master¡¦s calculation had been wrong.  If his master had been wrong, it was clear that if he continued on this path, he would never know what end awaited him.  

 

    ¤£®Æ¤å²»ªGµM¦b¨®¯¸¡A®v¤÷¨S¦³ºâ¿ù¡A¥L¼~³ß°Ñ¥b¡A¤ß¤¤¹³¦³¤C¤K°¦µU¤l¡A¨S¦³¤ù¨è¦w¹ç¡C¥L¦­¤W­è·|¹L¦ç¬õ¡Aª¾¹D¦o¤£¥i¯àÂ÷¶}¡C¦pªG¤å²»¤@©w­n¥h¨£¦ç¬õ¡A¥L¹ê¦b§ä¤£¥X²z¥Ñ©Úµ´¡C¸U¤@¥L­Ì¨£­±¤F¡A¦ÓÄÁÁn©|¥¼ÅT°_¡A¨º¤£¬O¤Sºâ¿ù¤F¶Ü¡H

    To his surprise, Wen Xiang was at the station.  His master had been right.  He felt a mixture of relief and worry.  His mind seemed to contain 7 or 8 monkeys leaping about, leaving him not a moment of peace.  He had just met Yi Hong that morning and knew she couldn¡¦t have left.  If Wen Xiang insisted on seeing Yi Hong, he really couldn¡¦t think of an excuse to refuse.  What if they met and the bell didn¡¦t sound, wouldn¡¦t that be another miscalculation? 

 

    ¥L·Q¤è³]ªkªºªý¼¸¡A¥Øªº¥u¦³¤@­Ó¡A³o¦¸¤@©w­nÅý®v¤÷ªº¹w¨¥¥¿½T¡A§_«h¦Û¤vªº«H¤ß¥²±N±Y¼ì¡C¨S·Q¨ì¥¿¬O¦]¬°¦Û¤v¾î¥[ªýÄd¡A¤Ï¦ÓµL¥©¤£¥©¡A¨ì³Ì«á¥¿¦p®v¤÷©Ò¨¥¡A·íÄÁÁnÅT°_®É¡A¦ç¬õ»P¤å²»²×©ó¬Û¨£¤F¡C

    He tried every means to stop Wen Xiang with one purpose in mind.  This time he would make his master¡¦s prediction come true.  Otherwise, his faith would be totally shattered.  He could never have anticipated that just because of his intervention, things turned out to be just as his master had predicted.  At the sound of the bell, Yi Hong and Wen Xiang finally met.

 

    ¡u¤Ñ­þ¡I¤Ñ­þ¡I¤Ñ¾÷Ãø´ú¡I¤Ñ¾÷Ãø´ú¡I¡v¬°¤°»ò¦Û¤v¾Ç¤F³o»ò¤[¡A«H©À©l²×¤£°÷°í©w¡H¨C¤@¦¸ªº¦LÃÒ¡A³£¦³¥t¤@¦¸ªººÃÄu¡C©ú©ú¨Æ«á¥i¥H»¡¬Oµ·µ·¤J¦©¡AµL¥i¬D­ç¡A¦ý¨C¦¸±o¨öÁ`¦³¤@¤d­Ó²z¥Ñ¡AÅý¦Û¤v­J²q¶Ã·Q¡A¦³®É«H¤ß¤Q¨¬¡A¦³®É«o¤S¯íµM­Y¥¢¡C

     ¡§Good heavens!  The hidden plans of providence are unpredictable!  The hidden plans of providence are unpredictable!¡¨  After studying all this time, why was his faith still so shaky?  Each confirmation led to another doubt.  After everything was all over it was true that all threads could be neatly tied up.  There was no faulting this.  But for every hexagram he obtained there were 1,000 reasons that led him to make blind and muddled conjectures.  Sometimes he was very confident, but sometimes he seemed to be at a loss.    

 

    ¡u¿Ç¥Õ¡A­n¤£­nÅ¥¬G¨Æ¡H¡v¥ª«D¥k·Q¤£¤U¥h¤F¡A¨M©w¥´¯}¨IÀq¡C

     ¡§Ku Bai, would you like to hear a story?¡¨  Zuo Feiyo couldn¡¦t think anymore so he decided to break the silence. 

 

    ¡u¦n§r¡I¡v¿Ç¥Õ¨Ã¤£¤Q¤À¼ö°J¡C

     ¡§Sure!¡¨  Ku Bai wasn¡¦t very enthusiastic.

 

    ¡u°O±o§Ú¤W¦¸§i¶D§Aªºªò±d¸`§a¡H¡v

     ¡§Remember the Shao Kangjie I told you about last time?¡¨

 

    ¡u°O±o¡A´N¬O¨º­Ó¿N»æ§¨ªo±øªº¤H¡C¡v

     ¡§Yes.  The guy who ate a shaobing youtiao.¡¨ (Note 1)  

 

    ¡u¤°»ò¿N»æ§¨ªo±ø¡H¡v

     ¡§What shaobing youtiao?¡¨

 

    ¡u§A¤£¬OÁ¿¹L¡AÁÙ¦³¤°»ò¿N»æºq¶Ü¡H¡v

     ¡§Didn¡¦t you say something about the ¡¥Song of the Shaobing¡¦? (Note 2)?¡¨

 

    ¡u­ü¡I¨º¬O¼B§B·Å¡I¡v

     ¡§Ai!  That was Liu Bowen!¡¨

 

    ¡uÜÓ¡I¼B§B·Å¡I¦³¤°»ò¤À§O¡H¡v

     ¡§Uh?  Liu Bowen!  What¡¦s the difference?¡¨

 

    ¡u·íµM¦³¤À§O¡A¥L¬O§º´Âªº¤j¾§¡A¹ï¥ý¤Ñ¼Æ·¥¦³¤ß±o¡A³z±x¦t©z¤H¥Í¡C¡v

     ¡§Of course there¡¦s a difference.  He was a great scholar in the Song Dynasty who had a thorough understanding of predestination.  He thoroughly understood the universe and life.¡¨

 

    ¡u§Ú¬O¹q¸£®É¥Nªº¤j¶Ì¥Ê¡A¹ï¦ñ¤H¨ü­W¦³¤ß±o¡A¤£ÁA¸Ñ¤°»ò¥s¤H¥Í¡C¡v

     ¡§I was a great fool in the computer age.  I had a thorough understanding of what it was like to suffer with others, but I knew nothing about life.¡¨

 

    ¡u§A­nÅ¥¤£­nÅ¥¡H¡v¥ª«D¥k¤£­@·Ð¤F¡C

     ¡§You want to hear it or not?¡¨  Zuo Feiyo was becoming impatient.

 

    ¡u­ü¡I·íµM­nÅ¥¡A¤£¹L¨C¦¸³£¬O¦³Å¥¨S¦³À´¡C¡v¿Ç¥ÕÅãµM¤]¦³º¡µÄ·Ð´o¡C

     ¡§Ai!  Of course I do.  But every time I don¡¦t get what it is you¡¦re saying.¡¨  Ku Bai was obviously very annoyed. 

 

    ¡u¨ä¹ê§Ú¤]¤@¼Ë¡A¸g±`¬O¦³Á¿¨S¦³À´¡C¡v

     ¡§Actually, I¡¦m the same way.  I often talk about things without understanding them.¡¨

 

    ¡u°Ú¡I§Ú°O°_¨Ó¤F¡I¡v¿Ç¥Õ®¶§@µÛ»¡¡G¡u¥L¦³­º®çªá¸Ö¡I¡v

     ¡§Ah!  I remember now!¡¨  Ku Bai stirred himself to say, ¡§He wrote a Peach Flower poem!¡¨

 

    ¡u±öªá¸Ö¡I¡v¥ª«D¥kªÈ¥¿¥L¡C

     ¡§Plum Flower poem!¡¨  Zuo Feiyo corrected him.

 

    ¡u±öªá®çªá¦³¤°»ò®t¡H§A´NÁ¿¬G¨Æ§a¡I¡v

     ¡§Peach flower, plum flower; what difference does it make?  Just tell your story!¡¨

 

    ¡u¦³¤@¦¸¡Aªò±d¸`¬Ý¨ì®à¤W¦³­Óªá²~¡A¬ðµo©_·Q¡A¥Lª¾¹D¤@¤Á¨Æª«³£¦³¹B¼Æ¡A«K·Qª¾¹Dªá²~¬O§_¤]¦b¼Æ¤¤¡C©ó¬O¥L¬°ªá²~¥e¤F¤@½Ò¡A¤@¬Ý¨ö¶H¡A¥L´X¥G¤£¯à¬Û«H¡A¨ö¤Wªí¥Ü¡Aªá²~±N©R²×©ó·í¤é¤È®É¡C«ç»ò¥i¯à©O¡H¥L®a¸Ì¤@µL¿ßª¯¡A¤GµL¤p«Ä¡A¤T¨Ó¤Ñ«C®ð®Ô¡AµL­·µLñ«¡Aªá²~Á`¤£·|¦Û¤vºu¤U¨Ó§a¡H

     ¡§Once, Shao Kangjie saw a flower vase on the table.  A peculiar idea suddenly struck him.  He knew everything had a predetermined fate so he wanted to see if this was the case with the flower vase.  Therefore, he performed a divination.  When he saw the hexagram, he couldn¡¦t believe it.  According to the hexagram the vase would cease to exist at noon the same day.  How could it possibly be?  First, he kept no dog or cat at home, and second, he had no children.  Third, the weather was clear and there was no wind or breeze.  The vase couldn¡¦t fall down by itself, could it?

 

    ¡u¥L¦A¤@¬Ý¡A®É¨è¤]®t¤£¦h¤F¡A¨M©wº¡¨¬¤@¤U¦Û¤vªº¦n©_¤ß¡A¬Ý¬Ýªá²~«ç»ò¯}ªk¡C©ó¬O¥L¥¿Ã̦M§¤¡A¨â²´ÀüµÛªá²~¡C²´¬ÝµÛ¤È®É´N­n¨ì¤F¡A¦Ñ±C¥s¥L¦Y¤È¶º¡A¥L»¡¡G¡y¤£­n«æ¡I¦Aµ¥¤@¤U¡I¡z

     ¡§He checked the hour and it was almost time.  He decided to satisfy his own curiosity and see how the vase would be broken.  So he sat there erect, with his eyes fixed on the vase.  It was almost noon and his wife called him in for lunch.  He said, ¡¥No hurry!  Wait for a moment!¡¦

 

    ¡u¦Ñ±C°Ý¡G¡y·F¹À­nµ¥¤@¤U¡H¡z

     ¡§His wife asked, ¡¥Why wait for a moment?¡¦

 

    ¡u¥L»¡¡G¡y§Ú¦b¬Ý³o­Ó²~¤l«ç»ò¯}ªk¡I¡z

     ¡§He said, ¡¥I¡¦m watching to see how this vase will break!¡¦

 

    ¡u¦Ñ±C½|¹D¡G¡y§AºÞ¥¦«ç»ò¯}¡I¡z

     ¡§His wife scorned him, ¡¥Why worry about how it¡¦s going to break?¡¦

 

    ¡u¥L»¡¡G¡y§Ú­è¤~µ¹¥¦¥e¤F¤@¨ö¡A³ºµM©R²×©ó¤µ¤é¤È®É¡I¡z

     ¡§He said, ¡¥I just made a divination.  Its existence will end at noon today!¡¦

 

    ¡u¥L¦Ñ±C¤j«ã¡A»¡¡G¡y§A³o­Ó½a»Ä¡I¦Û¤v¶Vºâ¶V½a¡AÁÙ­nµ¹²~¤lºâ¡I§A·Qª¾¹D¥¦«ç»ò¯}¬O§a¡H§Úµ¹§A¬Ý¡A¥¦¬O«ç»ò¯}ªº¡I¡z

     ¡§Angrily, his wife said, ¡¥You penniless fool!  The more divinations you make, the poorer you become.  Now you¡¦ve made a divination for a vase!  You want to know how it¡¦ll break, right?  I¡¦ll show you how it¡¦s going to be destroyed!¡¦

 

    ¡u¥L¦Ñ±C»¡§¹¡A«K®³°_ªá²~¡A©¹¦a¤W¤@¥á¡A²~¤lÀ³Án¦Ó¯}¡A¥¿¦n¬O¤È®É¡I¡v

     ¡§His wife had no sooner finished speaking than she picked up the vase and threw it on the floor.  The vase gave a loud crash and shattered.  It was exactly noon!¡¨

 

    ¥ª«D¥k¤@¤f®ð»¡§¹¡A´X­Ó¤H¦U¦³©Ò«ä¡A¥b®ÎµL»y¡C

    Zuo Feiyo finished the story without stopping.  Everyone present was preoccupied with their own thoughts and no one spoke for some time.

 

    ¿Ç¥Õ»¡¡G¡uªò±d¸`¤@©w«Ü³ßÅw¥L¦Ñ±C¡A¦Ñ±C«o¤£³ßÅw¥L¡I¡v

    Ku Bai said, ¡§Shao Kangjie must have really loved his wife, but his wife didn¡¦t love him!¡¨

 

    ¥ª«D¥k¸Ò¹D¡G¡u©_©Ç¡H³o¸ò¥DÃD¦³¤°»òÃö«Y¡H¡v

    Zuo Feiyo was surprised. ¡§Now what the heck has that got to do with this topic?¡¨

 

    ¡u¤°»òÃö«Y¡H¥L¦Ñ±C¦­´N·Q¥´¯}³o­Ó²~¤l¤F¡I¡v¿Ç¥Õ®ð±oÁy¦âµÈ¬õ¡C

     ¡§What¡¦s that got to do with the topic?  His wife had wanted to break the vase for a long time!¡¨  Ku Bai¡¦s face was red with anger.

 

    ¡u§A¬°¤°»ò¤£»¡³o¬O§Ú½sªº©O¡H¡v

     ¡§Why don¡¦t you just accuse me of making this up?¡¨

 

    ¡u·íµM¬O§A½sªº¡I´Nºâªá²~ºL¦b¦a¤W¡A¤]¥¼¥²´N·|¯}¡I¡v

     ¡§Of course you made it up!  Even if a vase is thrown on the ground it won¡¦t necessarily break!¡¨

 

    ¡u¤p¥Õ¡A§A«ç»ò¤F¡H¡v

     ¡§Bai, what¡¦s wrong with you?¡¨

 

    ¡u§Ú«ç»ò¤F¡H¡v¿Ç¥Õ»l¦±µÛ¨­Åé¡AÂù¤âÀô©ê¨â½¥¡A±æµÛ¨º°ï¤õµo§b¡C

     ¡§What¡¦s wrong with me?¡¨  Ku Bai hunched up his body and hugged both his knees with his arms.  He stared at the fire, lost in thought. 

 

    ¡u§AÀ³¸Ó°ª¿³§r¡I¡v

     ¡§You should be happy!¡¨

 

    ¡u²~¤l³£¯}¤F¡A§Ú¦³¤°»ò¦n°ª¿³ªº¡H¡v

     ¡§The vase was broken so what¡¦s there to be happy about?¡¨

 

    ¥ª«D¥k¤@·Q¡A¤S¡u°Ô¡v¦a¥´¤F¦Û¤v¤@­Ó¦Õ¬A¤l¡A¦b¸UÅ£­Ñ±Iªº©]¸Ì¡A³o¤@ÁnÅã±o¯S§O²M¯Ü¡C¤j®a²ö©ú©Ò¥H¡A³£©Ã©Ã¦a±æµÛ¥L¡C

    Zuo Feiyo thought for a moment and ¡§pa¡¨, slapped his own cheek again.  In the complete silence of the night, the slap seemed especially loud and clear.  No one understood his reason for doing this and they all stared at him, dumbfounded.

 

    ¡u¬O°AÂΡI¡v¥ª«D¥k¦³ÂI¤£¦n·N«ä¡A¦Û¼J¦a»¡¡G¡u§Ú¦AÁ¿­Ó°AÂΪº¬G¨Æ§a¡I¡v

     ¡§It was a mosquito!¡¨  Zuo Feiyo was a little bit embarrassed, and mocking himself said, ¡§I¡¦ll tell a story about mosquitoes, then!¡¨

 

    ¿Ç¥Õªñ¨Ó¤ßºü°_¥ñ¤£©w¡A¥L¤]¤£ª¾¹D¬°¤°»ò¡A¥u¬O¤ß¤¤¦³ªÑÃø¥H¹K¤îªº«è®ð¡C´X¦~¨Ó¥L¤@ª½¸òµÛ¦ç¬õ¡A§â¦o·í§@¿Ë©j©j¡A±q¨Ó¤£´¿·Q¹L¨ä¥L°ÝÃD¡C¦Û±q¦b¤õ¬P¬Ý¨ì¦ç¬õ»P¤å²»¤À¤â®ÉÃø¤ÀÃø±Ëªº¼Ë¤l¡A¥L¤ß¸Ì«K¹ï¤å²»«ë¦pÀY¾L¡C

    Ku Bai had been very moody recently and he couldn¡¦t understand why.  It¡¦s just that he felt an irrepressible anger in his heart.  He had been with Yi Hong for the past few years and had treated her as his own big sister.  He had never thought about other questions.   Ever since he¡¦d seen how inseparable Yi Hong and Wen Xiang had become on Mars, his heart was full of hatred and jealousy.   

 

    ¥L»{¬°¦ç¬õÅܤF¡AÅܱo¤£¬O¥Lªº¤F¡A¤À©ú¦ç©j¤H´N¦b¨­Ãä¡A¦ý³o­Ó¤H¤£¦A¬O¤@­Ó§¹¾ãªº¤H¤F¡A¦n¹³¯Ê¤F¤°»ò¡C¥LÁô¬ùª¾¹D¨º¬O¦]¬°¤å²»¡A¦ý¬O¥L¤£Ä@·N´£°_¨º­Ó¤H¡A¬Æ¦Ü¥u­n¤@·Q¨ì¤ß¸Ì´N«D±`Ãø¨ü¡C¦ç¬õ¤]¤@¤Ï¹L¥h¤j¤è²nª½ªº­Ó©Ê¡AÁ`¬OÀRÀR¦a¡A¤@­Ó¤H¨IµB¦b¦^¾Ð¤¤¡C­·¤£Ä߬O±q¨Ó¤£¤j¶}¤f¡A¤T­Ó¤H¦b¤@°_®É¡A«K¦¨¤F¤T­Ó¤ìÀJªd¶ìªº¤H¹³¡C

    He felt that Yi Hong had changed.  She no longer belonged to him.  It was clear that even though Yi Hong was with him, she was no longer a complete person.  She seemed to be wanting in some way.  He vaguely knew it had something to do with Wen Xiang, but he didn¡¦t want to bring his name up. It got to the point where even thinking about it made him miserable.  For her part, Yi Hong¡¦s usual self-assured and straightforward nature had changed.  She had become quiet, someone lost in reverie.  Feng Buju had never been talkative.  When the 3 of them were together, they were like 3 human statues fashioned from clay.   

 

    ¦b¥L­Ì¥hª÷³»¦xµsÖºªø¥Û®É¡A¿Ç¥Õ¤w¸g¤ß¯«¤£¹ç¡A¥L´Á¬ß¨£¤£¨ì¤å²»ªº¤ß²z§ó¬Æ©ó¥¢¤â³Q®·ªººÃÄß¡C¬Æ¦Ü¦b³o¤§«e¡A·í¥ª«D¥k»P­·¤£Äß°Ó¶qµÛ¦p¦ó¸Ë§ê¦¨¤å²»¥HÀç±Ï¦ç¬õ®É¡A¿Ç¥Õ¤ß¤¤ÁÙ¦b½Lºâ¡A¨ì®É«ç»ò©î¬ï¥L­Ì¡A«ç»ò¹üÅã¦Û¤v¤~¬O·f±Ï¦ç¬õªº­^¶¯¡C

    Before they went to the Golden Roof Monastery to steal the felsite, Ku Bai had been uneasy.  His hope that he wouldn¡¦t see Wen Xiang was stronger than his fear of being captured should they fail.  Even before that, when Zuo Feiyo and Feng Buju were discussing how they should disguise themselves as Wen Xiang when it came time to save Yi Hong, Ku Bai had mulled over how to expose them when the time came, and how to claim merit as the hero who saved Yi Hong.  

 

    ³Ì«á¡A¨º¤@¨è¨ì¨Ó¤F¡A¿Ç¥Õµo²{¥L³o­Ó­^¶¯Â²ª½¬O­tÁ~±Ï¤õ¡A³s¦Û¤v³£«O¤£¤F¡C²´¸C¸Cªº¬ÝµÛ¦ç¬õ³Q³â¹À§ì¦í¡A¦Û¤v«oÀ~±o²´ªá»L³n¡A¨º¤@«bªºµL¤O·P¡A¬O¥L¥Í¥­³Ì±j¯Pªº¾_¾Ù¡C³Ì«á±Ï¬P¥X²{¤F¡A¤£¬O¤å²»¡A¨ºªÑ²ö¦Wªº§Ö¼Ö´X¥G»\¹L¤F¥¢±Ñªº²Û°d¡CµM¦Ó¡AÀH¤§¦Ó¨Ó¦ç¬õªº¨ºÁnºG©I¡u¤£¬O¥L¡v¡I¿Ç¥Õªº¤ß¤S¬°¤§¯»¸H¤F¡C

    Finally, the moment arrived.  Ku Bai discovered that he, the hero, was adding fuel to the flames: he couldn¡¦t even save himself.  When right before his very eyes Yi Hong was captured by a lama, he was so frightened that he became giddy and weak in the knees.  That moment of being unable to do what he would have liked to have done, was the greatest shock to his whole life.  Finally, a savior emerged.  It wasn¡¦t Wen Xiang.  An indescribable joy almost completely overcame the humiliation of having failed.  However, when in its wake came Yi Hong¡¦s remorseful cry, ¡§It¡¦s not him!¡¨, Ku Bai¡¦s heart was again shattered.  

 

    ¦Û«á¡A¿Ç¥Õ¤@ª½¦b¥Ù¬Þ±¡µ²¤¤¤Ï¨ÓÂÐ¥h¡C¦^¼q¸Ì¨£¨ìªk¼zÁI®v¡AÁI®v¥u©R¤T¤H«e©¹Âû»ï¤s³¬Ãö¡Aµ¥¤K¤é¤å²»¨Ó®É¦A»¡¡C

    From that point on, Ku Bai had been tormented by these conflicting feelings.  When they returned to the temple to see Zen Master Fa Hui, the Zen Master simply ordered them to seclude themselves at Jiming Mountain.  Everything would have to wait until Wen Xiang¡¦s arrival on the 8th.   

 

    ²{¦b¡A¤å²»¨Ó¤F¡A¦ç¬õ¤]¥­ÀR¦p¤ô¡A¿Ç¥Õ¤ß©³«o¬O­·°_¶³´é¡C¥ª«D¥k³Q¿Ç¥Õ³o»ò¤@·m¥Õ¡A¬ðµM·Q³q¤F¡A³o¤@½ë¤õ¬P¥ô°È¬O¤@¦¸¦ÒÅç¡A¨C­Ó¤Hªº¦¨±Ñ³£¦b¤@©À¤§¶¡¡C¥L¤£ª¾¹D¯à¤£¯àÀ°§U¿Ç¥Õ¡A¥uı±o¤£À³¸Ó©ñ±ó¥ô¦ó¾÷·|¡A²¦³º¥L¤]¦b¦ÒÅ礧¤¤¡C

    Now Wen Xiang was here and Yi Hong was as tranquil as the surface of a pool.  But a storm had erupted in Ku Bai¡¦s heart.  When Ku Bai had interrupted him, Zuo Feiyo suddenly understood.  This mission to Mars had been a test.  All success or failure hinges on a single thought.  He was uncertain if he¡¦d be able to help Ku Bai or not.  He only felt he shouldn¡¦t allow any chance to slip by.  After all, he too was being tested.

 

    ¡u¤å¥S¥i¯à¤£ª¾¹D¤°»ò¬O°AÂΡH¡v¥ª«D¥k»¡¡C

     ¡§Wen probably doesn¡¦t know what a mosquito is,¡¨ Zuo Feiyo said.

 

    ¡u°Ú¡I§Úª¾¹D¡C¡v¤å²»»¡¡C¥EµM¬Û³{¡A¤d¨¥¸U»y¤£ª¾±q¦ó»¡°_¡C¥L·j¯Á¬\¸z¡A³Ì«áµoı¤£»¡¸Ü´Nµ¥©ó¹DºÉ¤F¤@¤Á¡CµM¦Ó¿Ç¥Õªº±¡ºü«oÅý¥L¤@Åå¡A¨º¤£¬O³Ì°ò¥»¡B³Ì­ì©lªº¤ÏÀ³¶Ü¡H¥L¥H©¹¤£ª¾¹D¡A²{¦b¯à¸Ë°µ¤£ª¾¹D¶Ü¡H¥L«ç»ò¤Æ¸Ñ©O¡H¦pªG¤£§´µ½³B²z¡A¨ü¶Ë®`ªº±N¤£¤î¬O¿Ç¥Õ¡A¤]¥]¬A¤F¦ç¬õ»P¦Û¤v¡C

     ¡§Ah!  I know¡¨, Wen Xiang said.  In their sudden reunion, Wen Xiang had so much to say he didn¡¦t know where to begin.  He wracked his brain and finally discovered that by remaining silent was the same as saying all he wanted to say.  However, Ku Bai¡¦s state of mind startled him.  Wasn¡¦t that the basic, the most primal reaction?  In the past he¡¦d had no idea.  Now could he pretend that he didn¡¦t know?  How was he going to resolve this?  If this wasn¡¦t handled right, Ku Bai wouldn¡¦t be the only one hurt.  Yi Hong and himself would be hurt as well. 

 

    ¡u°AÂάO§l¦åªº©øÂΡAª¾¹D§a¡H¡v

     ¡§A mosquito is an insect that sucks blood, right?¡¨

 

    ¡u·íµMª¾¹D¡A¨ä¹ê§Ú¨Ã¤£¬O§A­Ì·Q¹³¤¤ªº¹q¸£®É¥Nªº·Å«Ç¤H¡C¡v»¡¨ì³o¸Ì¡A¤å²»·Q°_¦ç¬õªº¸T§Ò¡A»°¦£§â¤å«½Ãö¤F¡C

     ¡§Of course.  Actually, I¡¦m not a man from the computer age hothouse you imagine me to be.¡¨  Having said this, Wen Xiang remembered Yi Hong¡¦s taboo and quickly turned Wen Wa off.

  

    ¡u¨º´N¦n¡A¿Ç¥Õ¡A¦pªG¦³°¦°AÂÎ¥m¤F§A¡A§A·|«ç¼Ë¡H¡v

     ¡§Good.  Ku Bai.  If a mosquito bites you, what would you do?¡¨

 

    ¡u«ç¼Ë¡H¥´¦º¨e¡I¡v¿Ç¥Õ»¡¡C

     ¡§What would I do?  Kill it!¡¨  Ku Bai said.

 

    ¡u¦n·¥¤F¡A³o­Ó¬G¨Æµo¥Í¦b¥|¤Q¦~«e¡A¨º®Éªº¤H¤ñ¤µ¤Ñªº¤HÁÙ­n¦Û¨p¡A¤H¤H¥uÅU¦Û¤v¤£»¡¡A§O¤Hªº¦º¬¡¬O±q¨Ó¤£Ãö¤ßªº¡C¡v

     ¡§Great.  This story took place 40 years ago.  People in those days were even more selfish than they are today.  Not only were they solely interested in themselves, they paid no heed to the travail of others.¡¨

 

    ¡u¤µ¤Ñªº¤HÁÙ¤£¬O¤@¼Ë¡H¡v¿Ç¥Õ¾l®ð¥¼®ø¡C

     ¡§Aren¡¦t people today still the same?¡¨  Ku Bai was still angry. 

 

    ¡u¤£¤@¼Ë¡A¦Ü¤Ö§Ú­Ì³o´X­Ó¡AÁÙ¦³¤ß¬°¤HÃþ©^Äm¡A§A¤£¯à§_»{§a¡H¡v¿Ç¥ÕÀqÀqµL¨¥¡A¥ª«D¥kÄ~Äò»¡¡G¡u¦ý¬OÁ`¦³¨Ò¥~ªº¡A¨º®É¥þ¥@¬É³£³Q¤@ºØ§K¬Ì¥\¯à³à¥¢ªº¯e¯f©Ò§xÂZ¡A¥s°µ¡y·R´þ¯f¡z¡C¦³¤H»¡¡A³o¬O¤W«Ò¬°¤FÃg»@¤HÃþªº²]¶Ã¡A¦]¬°¦P©ÊÅʪ̤£·íªº©Ê¦æ¬°¡A¯}Ãa¤F¤W«Ò³Ð³yªº§K¬Ì¥\¯à¡C

     ¡§No.  At least the few of us are still willing to serve the people.  You can¡¦t deny that, can you?¡¨  Ku Bai remained silent.  Zuo Feiyo continued, ¡§But there¡¦s always some exception.  At that time, the entire world was troubled by a disease which paralyzed a person¡¦s immune system.  It was called ¡¥AIDS¡¦.  Some said it was a God's punishment of mankind for their immorality.  Unorthodox sexual conduct among homosexuals had destroyed the immune function created by God.  

 

    ¡u¤£½×¦p¦ó¡A·R´þ¯f¥Ñ¦P©ÊÅʶǬV¨ì²§©ÊÅʪ̡A¥H¦Ü©ó¥þ¤HÃþ¡C³ÌªìÁÙ§½­­©ó©Ê¦æ¬°ªº¶Ç¬V¡A¦ý¬O¤H­Ì§¤µø¤£±Ï¡A¤]¥i¯à¬OµL¤O¦^¤Ñ¡CÁ`¤§¡A³Ì«á¯f¬r¤j¶qÁc´Þ¡A¸g¹L¶i¤Æ¡A¤w¥i¥H³z¹L¦å²G¡B³è²Gªº¥æ´«¶Ç¬V¡A¨ì¥»¥@¬öªì¡A¬Æ¦Ü¤w¦³ªÅ®ð¶Ç¬VªºÁͶաC

     ¡§Anyway, AIDS was transmitted from homosexuals to heterosexuals and finally, to the entire human race.  At first, it was transmitted strictly through sexual contact.  However, mankind merely looked on and did nothing about it.  Perhaps it was because they felt powerless in the face of heaven.  Anyway, the virus finally multiplied in great numbers and, after evolving into an improved form, it could be transmitted by blood transfusion and the exchange of saliva.  At the turn of this century, there were even indications that it could be transmitted through the air.     

 

    ¡uÁ`¤§¡A¤d¸U¤H¦º¤`¤F¡A¥þ¥@¬É¨ü·P¬VªÌ¤w¹F¼Æ»õ¡A¦Ó¥B¥¿¥H¨C¦~¦Ê¤À¤§¤Tªº¼Wªø²v¡A¦¨¬°¥»¥@¬ö³ÌÄY­«ªº¯e¯f«Â¯Ù¡C·í®É¡A¦b®õ°ê¦³¤@­Ó¬ã¨s¬r³D¦å²Mªº¬ã¨s©Ò¡A¸ÌÀY¦³¦ì¦W¥s©Ô¶®ªº¦~»´¬ã¨s­û¡C¤@¤Ñ¡A¹êÅç«Ç¨Ó¤F¤@­Ó«È¤H¡A°e¨Ó¤@±ø¨u¨£ªº¬r³D¡C³o­Ó«È¤H±w¤F·R´þ¯f¡A¨ä¹ê³o¤w¤£ºâ¤°»ò¤j¨Æ¡A¦³¨Ç°ê®a±w¯f²v¤§°ª¡A´X¥G¤w¨ì¤F¤`°ê·ÀºØªº¦a¨B¡C¦ý¬O¤Hªº¥Í©R¤O·¥±j¡A¦b¨S¦³µ´±æ¤§«e¡AÁ`­n·QºÉ¤èªk¬¡¤U¥h¡C

    ¡§Anyway, millions of people died and several hundred millions of people in the world were infected.  The rate was increasing by 3% each year and threatened to become the most lethal disease of the century.  At that time, there was a research center in Thailand studying the blood serum of poisonous snakes, where a young researcher named Laya was employed.  One day, a visitor came to the lab and delivered a rarely seen poisonous snake.  The visitor had AIDS.  Actually, this wasn¡¦t so unusual.  In some countries the rate of infection had risen to the point where it could almost wipe out the entire population.  However, Man¡¦s will to live is very powerful.  Before giving up in despair, they would try anything to stay alive.  

   

    ¡u©Ô¶®ªº¬ã¨s«Ç«D±`¼ä²b¡AIJ¥Ø³£¬O¥Õ¦â¡A¦Ó¥B¸g¹L®ø¬r±þµß¡C³o®É¡A°£¤F³o¦ì·R´þ¯f±wªÌ¡B©Ô¶®»P¨º±ø¬r³D¥~¡AÁÙ¦³¤@­Ó¬¡ªº¥Í©RÅé¡C¡v

     ¡§Laya¡¦s research room was very clean.  Everything was white and had been sterilized.  At this time, aside from this AIDS patient, Laya, and that poisonous snake, there was one more living organism.¡¨

 

    ¥ª«D¥k¬G·N½æÃö¤l¡AÀôÅU²³¤H¡Aµo²{®ÄªG¤£¿ù¡A¤j®a³£ª`¥Ø²âÅ¥¡C¥L·Q¥Î®ÇºV°¼À»ªº¤èªkÂI¤Æ¿Ç¥Õ¡A¥Î©M°AÂΦ³Ãöªº¬G¨Æ°µ¨Ò¤l¡A´N¬O·Q³ê°_¿Ç¥Õ¹ï¤å²»¹½´cªºÁp·Q¡A¥H¤Î´£¿ô¥L­ÌÀ³¸Ó¾á­tªº³d¥ô¡C¥L±µµÛ»¡¡G¡u¨º¬O°¦µL·N¤¤­¸¶i¨Óªº°AÂΡAÁV¿|ªº¬O¡A³o°¦°A¤l¤w¸g¦b«È¤H¨­¤W§l¤F¤£¤Ö¦å¡C«È¤Hı±o«ÜÄo¡A¥ß¨èĵ§i©Ô¶®¡A»¡¨º°¦°AÂαa¦³·R´þ¯f¬r¡A¥²¶·®ø·À¡A¥H§K¶Ç¬V¡C

    Zuo Feiyo deliberately stopped to create an air of suspense.  He looked around and found the effect had been successful.  Everyone was listening intently.  He intended to use an indirect approach to make Ku Bai understand.  By using this story of a mosquito as an example, he thought to make Ku Bai aware of his hatred toward Wen Xiang and to remind them of their responsibilities.  He continued, ¡§The mosquito had flown in unintentionally.  The only trouble was that this mosquito had taken in a good deal of blood from the visitor.  The visitor felt itchy and immediately warned Laya, saying that the mosquito was now a carrier of the AIDS virus.  It had to be destroyed to avoid contaminating others.

 

 

    ¡u©Ô¶®¬ðµM·Q¨ì¡A¦pªG¯à»s³y¬r³D¦å²M¡A¬°¤°»ò¤£¯à³y·R´þªº¦å²M©O¡H¥¿¦b«ä¦Ò®É¡A°AÂέ¸¨ì¥L¥ª¤âÁu¤W¡A¥L¤£¶È¨S¦³¥´¦º¨e¡A¤Ï¦ÓÅý¨eÄ~Äò§l¦å¡C¥L®¨®¨¦a¨ú¤F¤@­Ó¿NªM¡AºCºC±N°A¤l¦©¦b¿NªM¤º¡C

     ¡§Suddenly Laya had an idea.  If he could make the blood serum of poisonous snakes, why couldn¡¦t he make a blood serum for AIDS?  Just as he was thinking, the mosquito flew over and landed on his left arm.  He not only didn¡¦t kill it, he let it continue to suck his blood.  He quietly took a beaker and slowly turned it over to keep the mosquito inside.  

 

    ¡u·íµM¥L¤]©È³Q¶Ç¬V¡A¥ß¨è§â¨º¶ô°AÂÎ¥m¹Lªº¦a¤è«õ¤U¡A¦A¥Î¤õ®ø¬r¡C¥L¦b³o°¦°AÂΨ­¤W¬d¥X¤F¨â­Ó¤HªºÅé²G¡A¤@­Ó±a¦³·R´þ¯f¬r¡A¤@­ÓÁÙ¨S¦³³Q·P¬V¡C©Ô¶®¥H³o¨âºØÅé²G¬°¼Ë«~¡A¤À§O°ö¾i¡A¥J²Ó°lÂܯf¬r·P¬Vªº¹Lµ{¡A²×©óÁA¸Ñ¤F¯f¬r¹ï¿ò¶Ç°ò¦]®Ö¿}®Ö»Äªº½Æ»s¹Lµ{¡A±q¦Ó¦³¤F¬ð¯}©Êªºµo²{¡A¤£¹L¡A³Ì«á¥LÁÙ¬O¤£©¯¦º©ó·R´þ¯f¡C¡v

     ¡§Of course he was afraid of being infected.  He immediately cut out the mosquito bite area and used fire to sterilize his wound.  He discovered two different body fluids in this mosquito; one with AIDS and the other was not yet infected.  Therefore Laya, using these two body fluids as samples, made separate cultures and closely monitored the process of the virus infection.  At last, he understood how the virus cloned genetic RNA, thereby making a breakthrough discovery.  Unfortunately, in the end he died of AIDS.¡¨   

 

    ¡u¤£¬O¦³¤F¬ð¯}©Êªº¶i®i¶Ü¡H«ç»òÁÙ·|¯f¦º©O¡H¡v¿Ç¥Õ°Ý¡C

     ¡§Didn¡¦t he make a breakthrough advance?  Why did he still die?¡¨  Ku Bai asked.

 

    ¡u·R´þ¯fªº¹ý©³®Úªv»P¥LµLÃö¡A¥L«o¬O³Ì¥ýÁA¸Ñ·P¬V­ì¦]ªº¤H¡C¦pªG¥L¹³§A¤@¼Ë¡A¤@¤Ú´x´N§â°AÂÎ¥´¦º¡A«Ü¥i¯à§Ú­Ì¦Ü¤µÁÙ¨ü·R´þ¯fªº«Â¯Ù©O¡I¡v

     ¡§The final cure of AIDS had nothing to do with him.  But he was the first one to understand the cause of infection.  If he was like you, and killed the mosquito with one slap, maybe today there would still be an AIDS threat!¡¨

 

    ¡u§Ú¬O»¡®ð¸Ü¡A®v¤÷­n¬Oª¾¹D§Ú­n¥´°A¤l¡A¤@©w·|§â§Ú»°¥X¼qªùªº¡I¡v¿Ç¥Õ­Ë¤£¬O²Â±o³s³oÂI·t¥Ü³£¤£À´¡A¥L¬ðµM·Q³q¤F¡AºF·\¦a»¡¡C

     ¡§That was my anger talking.  If my master knew that I was going to kill a mosquito, for sure he would kick me out of his temple!¡¨  Ku Bai wasn¡¦t so stupid as to have missed the hint.  He had suddenly seen the point and his words were contrite.

    ¡u¦pªG°AÂΫr§A¡A§AÃø§K·|¥Í®ð¡C²{¦b¤S¨S¦³°AÂΡA´Nºâ¦³¡A¤]¨S¦³«r§A§r¡A§A¤S¥Í¤°»ò®ð©O¡H¡v

     ¡§If a mosquito bites you, it¡¦s difficult to avoid being angry.  But now there¡¦s no mosquito, and even if there was, it didn¡¦t bite you.  Why are you angry?¡¨

 

    ¡u§Ú¤£¬O¥Í°AÂΪº®ð¡C¡v¿Ç¥Õ»¡¡C

     ¡§I¡¦m not angry at the mosquitoes.¡¨  Ku Bai said.

 

    ¡u¨ºÁÙ¦³¤°»ò®ð¦n¥Í©O¡HÃø¹D§A§Ñ¤F§Aªº³d¥ô¡AÁI®v¹ï§Aªº´Á³\¡H¡v

     ¡§So why get angry?  Could it be you¡¦ve forgotten your responsibility and the Zen Master¡¦s hopes for you?¡¨

 

    ¡u§Ú¤w¸g¤£¥Í®ð¤F¡C¡v

     ¡§I¡¦m not angry anymore.¡¨

 

    ¡u°ÝÃD¤£¦b©ó§A¥Í¤£¥Í®ð¡A¦Ó¬O§A¬°¤°»ò¥Í®ð¡C¦pªG­ì¦]ÁÙ¦b¡A§A»¡¤£¥Í®ð¡A¤]¥u¬O¼È®Éªº¡C¡v

     ¡§The problem is not whether you¡¦re angry or not.  It¡¦s why you¡¦re angry.  If the cause is still there, even if you say you¡¦re not angry, it¡¦ll only be temporary.¡¨

 

    ¿Ç¥Õ±æ¤F¦ç¬õ¤@²´¡A¦A¤£»¡¸Ü¤F¡C

    Ku Bai glanced at Yi Hong and fell silent.

 

    ¦ç¬õ¨Ã¤£¬O¤£²M·¡¿Ç¥Õ¹ï¦Û¤vªº·P±¡¡A¦o¨S¹w®Æ¨ì¨ÆºAªºÄY­«©Ê¡Cªñ¨Ó¦o¤@Áû¤ß¥þ³£Äa¦b¤å²»¨­¤W¡A¿Ç¥Õ¤Ñ¤Ñ³­¦ñ¦b¨­Ãä¡A¹ï¦o¦Ó¨¥¡A¥L¥u¬O¤@­Ó²á¸Ñ±I¹æªº¦P¦ñ¦Ó¤w¡C

    It wasn¡¦t that Yi Hong wasn¡¦t aware of Ku Bai¡¦s feelings for her.  But she hadn¡¦t anticipated how serious it was.  Recently all she could think of was Wen Xiang.  Ku Bai accompanied her everyday, and as far as she was concerned, he was only keeping her company in her loneliness.

 

    ­è¤~¥ª«D¥k¤@­Ó¦Õ¥ú¡A§â¦o¥´¿ô¤F¡A­ì¨Ó¿Ç¥Õ¤]¬O¤@­Ó¤H¡A¤@­Ó¥õ¼}¦oªº²§©Ê¡C

    Zuo Feiyo¡¦s slap just now had alerted her.  Ku Bai was also a human being; someone of the opposite sex who adored her.

 

    ¦ç¬õ¥X¨­¦b¤@­Ó¥­¤Zªº®a®x¡A¦ý¬O¤÷¥À«D±`©ú²z¡A¦ç¬õ¬O¤Ö¼Æ¤J¾Çªº­]¤H¤§¤@¡C¦o¤£¦ý¦¨ÁZ¶Æ¤H¡A¦Ó¥B±q¤p´N³ßÅwŪ®Ñ¡C¤p¤p¤@­Ó¤H¡A´x¤W¹q®Ñ¤ñ¦oªºÀYÁÙ­n¤j¡A¦ý¦o¤@¬Ý´N¬O´X­Ó¤p®É¡C¦o³ÌªìµÛ°g©ó¡m¬õ¼Ó¹Ú¡n¡A¦Ó³ÌªY½àªº¨¤¦â³ºµM¬O¥v´ð¶³¡C«á¨Ó¦o¤S°g¤W¤F¡mªF©P¦C°ê»x¡n¡B¡m¤T°êºt¸q¡n¡A¦¹¥~¡AÁ|¤Z½Ñ¤l¦Ê®a¡A¦o³£»á¦³¯AÂy¡C

    Yi Hong came from an ordinary family but her parents were reasonable and understanding.  Yi Hong was one the few Miaos who attended school.  Not only did she have good grades at school, she had enjoyed reading since she was little.  A small figure with palm size e-books bigger than her head, once she started reading, Yi Hong would read on for hours.  At first she was obsessed with the ¡§Dream of the Red Chamber¡¨, and the character she most admired was no one other than Shi Xiangyun.  Later she became obsessed with the ¡§Stories of the Nations in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty¡¨, and ¡§Romance of the Three Kingdoms¡¨.  In addition, she had read extensively in the various ancient philosophies.   

 

    ¦b¤@­Ó°¸µMªº¾÷·|¤U¡A¦oŪ¨ì¤F¡m®}Áø«È¹C°O¡n¡A¨º¤@«b¤ßÆF¤Wªº±ª°Ê¡A²ª½¤£¬O»y¨¥¤å¦r©Ò¯à§Î®eªº¡C·í¦oŪ¨ì¡q¸f¦è¹C¤é°O¡r®É¡A¦oµo²{¨º¨Ç¤s¦W¡B¦a¦W³£¬O¦o¼ô¸Zªº¡A´N¦b¦o¥|©P¡C¦o¼©®©¨ì¦Û¤v¬O¤j¦ÛµMªº¤k¨à¡A¥ß§Ó­n¦^¨ì¤j¦ÛµM¡C¦Û«á¡A¥u­n¦³¶~·v¡A¦o´N·|¼£±v¦P¾Ç­Ìµ²¦ñ°k¨ì«°¥~¡A«ö®Ñ¯ÁÆk¡A±u«â¦b«C¤sºñ¤ô¤¤¡C

    By accident, she came across the book, ¡§The Travel Journal of Xu Xiake¡¨.  At that moment, words were inadequate to describe the pounding of her heart.  When she read the chapter, ¡¥Diary of Traveling to Guangxi¡¦, she noticed that all those mountain and place names were familiar to her.  They were right around her.  She realized that she was a daughter of nature and she made up her mind to return to the world of nature.  Since then, whenever there was free time, she would encourage her classmates to join her and escape beyond the city, where, seeking the locations described in the book, they lingered among green hills and blue waters.

  

    ­]¤H³ßÅw°Ûºq¡A±`¦b¤ë¶ê¤§©]¡A¦¨¸sµ²¶¤¡A¦b¤s¨¦¶¡¨g§jĪ²Æ¡A¶ÃÀ»»É¹ª¡A¸õ¤ëÆ¢»°­¦¡A§@¼Ö¤£¥ð¡C¹q¸£·í§½°ò©ó´L­«¦U¥Á±Úªº¶Ç²Î²ß«U¡A¹ï¥L­Ìªº¥X¥X¤J¤J¤£¥[»D°Ý¡C¥¿¦]¦p¦¹¡A³o¨Ç¼ö·R¦ÛµMªº¤H­Ë«Ü¯à¾AÀ³¹q¸£®É¥N¡A¥Í¬¡±yµM¦Û±o¡C

    The Miaos liked to sing.  On nights when the moon was full, groups of them would always gather in the valleys and, with great gusto, play their bamboo pipes, bang away on brass drums, join in the communal dance, and shoo men away.  It was immense fun for everyone.  The Computer Authority Bureau, out of respect for the traditional customs of various tribes, paid no heed to their coming and going.  And this was precisely the reason why these ardent lovers of nature easily adapted to the computer age and still lead a happy and contented life.  

      

     ±R¥ªÃxÁ{¥ª¦¿¡A¥ª¦¿µo·½©ó¶V«n¡C¥t¥~ÁÙ¦³¤@±ø¤ä¬y¡A¥s°µ¶Â¤ôªe¡A·½¦Û¤»¶@¤s¡A¨ä¶¡¤s°ª¤ô²`¡B·Ë½L¨¦àÍ¡A¦³«Ü¦h°Ê¤Hªº¯«¸Ü¶Ç»¡¡C

     Chongzuo is located on the bank of the Zuo River, whose headwaters are in Vietnam.  There is another branch river known as the Black Water River, which originates in the Liuzhao Mountain.  Lying between them are tall mountains, deep waters, twisting creeks, and hidden valleys.  There are many moving legends and myths associated with this area.       

 

    ¹ï¨º¨Ç³ß·R°Ûºqªº¤H¡A¥L­Ì³ÌÁé·Rªº¤@­Ó¯«¸Ü¡A¬O¶Ç»¡¤»¶@¤s¤W¦íµÛ¤@¹ï¯«¥P¡A¥L­Ì°ß¤@ªºµh­W¬O¤£·|°Ûºq¡C¦b¨k¤k¹ï°Û®É¡A¥L­Ì¸g±`¤U¤s¨Ó°½Å¥¡C¦pªG¦³¤H°Û±o¦n¡AÅý¯«¥PÅ¥¨ì¤F¡A©¹©¹·|³QÁܨì¥P¤s¤W¡A¤@¦P¥h°µ¯«¥P¡C

    For those who enjoy singing, the most cherished myth tells of an immortal couple living in the Liuzhao Mountains.  The only thing that grieved them was that they couldn¡¦t sing.  When a man and a woman were singing to one another, they would often descend the mountain to listen in secret.  If any who sang well were heard by the immortals, they would invariably be invited to the fairy mountain to live with them as immortals.       

 

    ·íµM¦³¤H¤£«H¡A¨º¨Ç­]¤H´N·|¤Þ§\°ªºq¡AµM«á¸U¤s»ôÀ³¡A¥L­Ì»{¬°¡A¨º¨Ç¦^Án´N¬O°µ¤F¯«¥PªººqªÌ¸òµÛ°Û©Mªº¡C

    Of course there were those who didn¡¦t believe this story.  The Miaos would raise their voices in song, and the mountains would respond.  They believed that these echoes were from those singers who had become immortals.  

 

    ±`¦³¤@¨ÇºqªÌ¤£ª¾¦ó¬G´N¥¢ÂܤF¡AÁöµM®aªø¿Ë¤Í¦³¨Ç¾á¤ß¡A¦ý«H©À°ª©ó¤@¤Á¡A¥L­Ì·|¸Û¤ß¦a¯¬ºÖ¡A²¦³º°µ¯«¥P­n¤ñ°µ¤Z¤H¦n¡C¤£¹L¤]¦³¤H»¡¡A¨º¬O³Q¤@¨ÇÃa¤H©äÄF¤F¡C»¡Âk»¡¡A«HªÌ¤£¦h¡A¦]¬°½Ö¤]»¡¤£¤W¨Ó¡A¦b³o­Ó®É¥N¡A©ä¤F¤H¯à°µ¤°»ò¡H

    Frequently there would be some singers disappeared for no reason.  Although some parents, relatives, or friends were worried, faith was more important than anything else.  They sincerely wished them the best.  After all, being an immortal is better than being a mortal.  But others said that these people had been abducted by brigands.  Saying is one thing, but not many people believed it because nobody could explain why, in this day and age, anyone would want to kidnap people.   

 

 

    ¦ç¬õ¤~¤Q¤T·³¡A¤w¸g¬O­Ó«½«½ÀY¤F¡A¥u­n¦o¤@¦[³Ü¡AÁ`¦³¤@¤j°ï¦~ÄÖ¤£µ¥ªº«½«½¡A±q¦U­Ó¨¤¸¨Æp¥X¨Ó¡A¸ò¦b¦o§¾ªÑ«á­±¬¡Â۶øõ¡C¤j®aºÞ¦o¥s¤jªü©j¡A¦o´N«öµÛ¶¶§Ç¡A¦b¨C­Ó¤Hªº¦W¦r¤U¥[­Ó¼Æ¦r¡A¤[¦Ó¤[¤§¡A«K¦¨¬°¦U¤Hªº§O¦W¤F¡C

    By the time she was 13, Yi Hong had become a leader among children.  All she had to do was shout and without fail, children of all ages would emerge from everywhere, to skip happily along behind her.  Everybody called her Big Sister.  Then, in ascending order, she added a number to everyone¡¦s name.  As time passed, these became their nicknames.    

  

   ³o¤Ñ¡A¦ç¬õÅ¥»¡±ß¤W¦³­Ó²±¤jªº¸õ¤ë¡A¦o«KªÈ¶°¤F²³®a«½«½¡A»¡¡G¡u§Ú­n¥h¬Ý½ò¤ë«G¡A¦³½Ö´±¸ò§Ú¥h¡H¡v

   One day, Yi Hong heard that there was going to be a grand moonlight dance that night.  So she gathered her gang of children and said, ¡§I¡¦m going to watch them ¡¥stepping¡¦ in moonlight¡¦.  Who dares come with me?¡¨

 

    ·Ó²z­]¤H­n¦æ§¹¦¨¤H§«á¡A¤~¯à°Ñ¥[¸õ¤ë¡C¦Ó¥B¸õ¤ë¤@¯ë³£¦b±ß¤W¤KÂI¥ª¥k¡A¤ë¦â©ú¼ü®É¤~¶}©l¡A¤@ª½­n¸õ¨ì²`©]¡C³oÁÙ¤£»¡¡A¸õ¤ë³£¦b²`¤s¤¤¶i¦æ¡A¦]¬°­n¦³°ª¤jªº¤s®p¡A¦^Án¤~°÷²M´·¡AÁÙ­n¦³°÷¤jªº¤s¨¦¡A¤j®a¤~¯àºÉ¿³¡C

    Usually, the Miaos have to wait until after they¡¦ve been initiated into adulthood before they can take part in the moonlight dance.  The moonlight dance generally doesn¡¦t begin until 8 o¡¦clock at night, when the moon is brightest, and lasts until the late hours.  Moreover, the moonlight dance is held in a remote mountain area because tall mountains are necessary for their singing to echo clearly.  Also the valley must be large enough so that everyone can enjoy themselves to their heart¡¦s content. 

 

    ¥L­Ì³o­Ó¶ë¤lªº¡u°¨­¦©Y¡vÆ£¡A¦b¤»¶@¤s«n¤ä¡A¤@­Ó¥s¶Â­·À­ªº¦a¤è¡C¥H¤@­Ó¦¨¦~¤Hªº¸}¤O¡A°_½X­n¨«¤W¤­¡B¤»­ÓÄÁÀY¤~¯à¨ì¹F¡C

    The ¡§Malang hill¡¨ of their community is located on the southern branch of Liuzhao Mountains at a place called Black Wind Range.  It takes at least 5 or 6 hours for an adult to reach there on foot.  

 

    «½«½­Ì­±­±¬Ûòó¡A¥b®Î¡A¥u¦³¤@­Ó¦P±Úªº¨k«Ä¤y¤G¡A©M¤@­ÓØ\±Ú©h®Qªü¤\¡A¨â­Ó¤H§§µÛÁx¤l¡A¯¸¤F¥X¨Ó¡C

    The children looked at each other in surprise.  After some moments, a boy named Jin-2, from the same tribe, and a girl named Youngest, of the Yao tribe, boldly stepped forward. 

 

    ¤£¹L¡Aªü¤\´£¥X¤@­Óªþ±a±ø¥ó¡A´N¬O¹çÄ@¨«»·¸ô¡A¤]¤£ªÖ¨«¤ôÃä¡C¦o¥Ã»·§Ñ¤£¤F¦³¤@¦¸¦ç¬õ«P¯U¡A§â¦o«ö¦b¤ô¸Ì¡A®t¤@ÂI²T¦º¤F¡I

    However, Youngest proposed a stipulation.  She¡¦d rather go by a longer detour than walk along the river.  She could never forget that once Yi Hong, in a moment of meanness, held her under water until she¡¦d almost drowned!

 

    ²´¬Ý¨S±o¿ï¾Ü¡A¦ç¬õ¥u¦nÅv¥BµªÀ³¡A¤T­Ó¤H¤U¤È´N°k¥X«°¥h¡C³o®É¥L­Ì©Ò¥Îªº¹q¸£¬O²Ä¤G¥Nªº¡u¦ç»â¦¡¡v¹q¸£¡C¦]¬°²Ä¤@¥NªºµÃ«¬¤ñ¸û²Â­«¡A¦Ó¦b¥X«°«á¡A¹q¸£´N¤@ÂI¥Î³£¨S¦³¤F¡C¥L­Ì¶û³Â·Ð¡A«K§â¹q¸£¨ú¤U¡Aµ²ªG¸g±`¿ò¥¢¡C°¸¦Ó¤]¦³¤s¤¤ªº¹C¥Á·|·m¹Ü­]¤Hªº¹¢ª«¡A©Ò¥H²Ä¤G¥N«K§â¹q¸£§ïÂæb¤W¦çªºµw»â¤¤¡C

    It looked like she had no choice, so for time being Yi Hong agreed.  The 3 of them sneaked out of the city that afternoon.  At that time, the computer they were using was a second generation ¡¥collar¡¦ computer, because the first generation wrist computer was clumsier.  Once the user was outside the city the computer became useless.  They were too troublesome so people would take them off.  As a result, computers were often lost.  Once in awhile, vagrants in the mountains would rob Miaos of their clothes and ornaments.  For this reason the second-generation computer was modified so it could be concealed in the collar.         

 

    ­]Ø\ªº¯ª¥ý¤j³£¬O±q¤¤­ì°kÁ׾ԶæӨӡA¨ì³o¸Ì¥H«á¡A¥ß¨è·R¤W¤F·í¦aªº¤s¥ú¤ô¦â¡A©w©~¤U¨Ó¡C¥L­Ì«Ü­«µø¶Ç²Î¡A¬ïªº¦çªA¥²©w¦³»â¦³³S¡A¦Ó¥B»{¬°¦çªA¥Nªí¤Hªº´L­«¡A§Y¥O¦A¦nªº¦ç»n¡A¤]¤£·|¦³¤H·m¹Üªº¡C

    The ancestors of the Yaos and Miaos were mostly people from the central plain who had fled from the wars.  When they reached this spot, they immediately fell in love with the beautiful local scenery of mountain and river, and had settled down there.  They placed great value on their traditions.  All their clothing must have both collar and sleeves.  They also believed that clothes were representative of a person¡¦s dignity.  No matter how well the clothes were made, nobody would ever take them by force.

 

 

    ¦¹¥~¡A­]¤HªºªA¹¢¤]¦³Á¿¨s¡A¦]¬°¸g±`¥X¤J¤s°Ï¡A¦h¦b¦ç¨¤¤¤¶ë¨Ç¨¾ÂΨ¾¿`ªºÃįó¡C¤[¦Ó¤[¤§«K­l¬°²ß«U¡A¥L­ÌºÙ¬°¡u¶ë«C¡v¡C¹q¸£®É¥N¨ì¨Ó«á¡A«K¦bùڷŦç¤W¥[´¤F¤@¨Ç¤¤ªÅªºµw¦¡§¨Ãä¡A¥H¨Ñ¶ë«C¤§¥Î¡C

    Moreover, Miao clothing had a special feature.  Because they often traveled to and from the mountains, most of them would put some herbs in the folds of their clothes as a preventive against insects and infectious disease.  As time went on, this became a custom and was known as ¡§stuffing the green¡¨.  With the advent of the computer era, hollow hard strips were added to the seams of thermostatic clothes for ¡§stuffing the green¡¨. 

 

    ¦ç¬õ®Ú¥»¤£ª¾¹D©¹¶Â­·À­«ç»ò¨«ªk¡A¦o¥u¬O±q§O¤H¤f¸Ì®M¥X¤@ÂIºÝ­Ù¡Aª¾¹D¶¶µÛ¶Â¤ôªe¡A¤@ª½©¹¤W´å¨«¡A¤j¬ù¦³¤»¤Q¤½¨½¸ôµ{¡Aµ¥Å¥¨ìºqÁn¡A´Nºâ§ä¨ì¤F¡C

    Yi Hong had no idea how to get to Black Wind Range.  She just picked up some clues from talking to others.  She knew that by following the Black Water River upstream for about 60 kilometers, when heard the sound of singing they¡¦d found it.  

 

    ­è¥X«°®É¡AÁÙ¦³¤£¤Ö«C¦~¨k¤k§@¦ñ¦P¦æ¡A¦n¤£´r§Ö¡C¤×¨ä¬O¬Ý¨ì³o¤T­Ó¨Å¯ä¥¼°®ªº«½«½¡A¤j®a³£Ä@·N©ñºC¨B¥ï¡A¸ò¥L­Ì»¡ªF¹D¦è¡Aªu³~¼W²K¤F¤£¤ÖÅw¯º¡C

    When they left the city many youngsters, both boys and girls, accompanied them, all of them really having a good time.  This was especially the case when they spotted the 3 young and inexperienced children.  Everyone was willing to walk slower and talk with them, and this added considerable pleasure along the way. 

 

    µ¥¨«¶i¤F¤s°Ï¡A«K¹J¨ì¤@±ø·Ë¬y¡A¨â®Ç¤s¶Õ¹G¤·¡A·Ë³Ù¦p¹p¡A¶Ã¥Û´é¿E¡A¤d¾î¸UÅ|¡C¤H¥²¶·¦b¥ÛÀY¤W¸õ¤WÂܤU¡A¦A¤£µM´N±o¯A¤ô«e¶i¡Cªü¤\©È¤ô¡A¦³¨Ç¥ÛÀY¤S°ª¥X¦o¬Æ¦h¡A¤£½×¤j®a«ç¼ËÄU»¡¡A¦o¦º¤]¤£ªÖ¯A·Ë¦Ó¹L¡C

    After they entered the mountains they came upon a creek.  The mountains on either side of the creek closed in on them and the sound of water was like thunder.  Stacks of scattered rocks created swift torrents of white water.  They either had to jump from rock to rock or else enter the water and wade to the other side.  Youngest was afraid of water and some rocks were much taller than she was.  No matter how the others coaxed her, she stubbornly refused to wade across the creek.  

 

    ¨º´N¶¹D§a¡A¤s¸ô¤]¨ì±o¤F¡A¥i´N»·¦h¤F¡C¨º¨Ç«C¦~©È¯Ô»~®É¶¡¡A«K¥á¤U¥L­Ì¥ý¨«¤F¡C¬Ý¬Ý«e­±ÁÙ¦³´X¤Q¤½¨½ªº¤s¸ô¡Aªü¤\»¡¡G¡u¤jªü©j¡A§A­Ì¨â­Ó¥h§a¡A§Ú¦^«°¥h¡C¡v

    The only thing to do was make a detour.  There was a mountain path that led there, but it would be a much longer journey.  The young people were anxious not to waste time, so they went on ahead.  Noting that they faced several dozen kilometers of mountain path, Youngest said, ¡§Big sister, you two go ahead.  I¡¦ll head back to town.¡¨

 

    ¡u¨º«ç»ò¥i¥H¡I­n¦^¥h¤j®a¤@°_¦^¥h¡I¡v¦ç¬õ±Ù°vºIÅK¦a»¡¡C

     ¡§That won¡¦t do!  If you¡¦re going back, we¡¦ll go back together!¡¨  Yi Hong said with firm determination. 

 

    ¡u¦n¤£®e©ö¨«¨ì³o¸Ì¤F¡A¦^¥h¤Ó¥i±¤¡C¡v¤y¤G¤£¦P·N¡C

     ¡§We¡¦ve made it this far, it¡¦d be a shame to turn back!¡¨  Jin-2 was of a different mind.

 

    ¡uªü¤\Áx¤l¤Ó¤p¤F¡I¤ô¦³¤°»ò¦n©Èªº¡H¡v

     ¡§Youngest lacks courage!   Why be afraid of water?¡¨

 

    ¡u§Ú´N¬O©È¹À¡I¡v

     ¡§I just am, that¡¦s all!¡¨

 

    ¡u¤£­n©È¡I¨Ó¡A¦Aªw¤@¦¸¤ô´N¤£©È¤F¡I¡v

     ¡§Don¡¦t be afraid!  Come, get wet one more time and then you won¡¦t be afraid.

 

    ªü¤\¤@Å¥¡A»î­¸¤Ñ¥~¡AÀ~±o¤j¥s¤@Án¡A©¹¤sÃä´N¶]¡C¦ç¬õ¬O¥X¤F¦Wªº¬½¤H¡A¦o·Q°µªº¨Æ¡A«Ü¤Ö¦³¥b³~¦Ó¼oªº¡Cªü¤\¦b«e°k¡A¦ç¬õ¦b«á°l¡A¤y¤G¤]«æ¤F¡A¤j¥s¹D¡G¡u¤jªü©j¡I§O¾x¤F¡I§A­Ì¨ì©³­n¤£­n¥h¹À¡I¡v

    When Youngest heard this, she was terrified.  She gave a scream of terror and ran for the mountains.  Yi Hong had a reputation for being obstinate.  Once she started to do something she rarely quit.  Youngest was running ahead and Yi Hong was chasing after her.  Jin-2 was getting anxious and he shouted, ¡§Big sister!  Quit fooling around!  Are you going or not!¡¨ 

 

    ¦bªü¤\¬O°k©R¡A¦ç¬õ¥u¬O¦nª±¡A³o¤@±a¤s¥ÛÅ|¬[¡Aªü¤\¼b¤pªº¨­¼vÂà¤F´X­ÓÅs¡A´N¨S¦³¤F¼v¤l¡C¦ç¬õ§óı±o¦³½ì¤F¡A¤f¸Ì»¡µÛ¡G¡u¦n«z¡Iªü¤\«z¡Iµ¥§Ú¶e¨ì©p¡A¤µ¤Ñ«D­n©p³Ü­Ó¹¡¤£¥i¡I¡v

    Youngest was running for her life, but for Yi Hong it was only a game.  In this part of the mountains, the rocks were piled one on the other.  After a few turns, the small figure of Youngest was out of sight.  Yi Hong felt this was even more fun.  She said, ¡§All right, Youngest!  When I get you, I¡¦m going to make sure you drink your fill today!¡¨

    ¦ç¬õ°lµÛ§äµÛ¡A¶¹L¤F°Ñ®t½U¸¨ªº¶Ã¥Û¡A¦ý¨£´Æ²õ»X±K¡A¯ðºd»ô¤H¡CÁ|¥Ø¥|±æ¡AªÅ¤s±I±I¡A­þ¸Ì¦³ªü¤\ªº¼v¤l¡H¦ç¬õÁö¤£ªA®ð¡A¤ß¸Ì¤]¦³ÂIµo¤ò¤F¡C¦o§§µÛÁx¤l¡A¨â²´ªFÁ@¦è¬Ý¡A¼L¸ÌÁÙ³ÛµÛ¡G¡uªü¤\«z¡I¤p¤ß³é¡A¤£­n¥s³D«r¨ì¤F¡I¡v

    Yi Hong chased after her, trying to find her.  She went around the numerous, jagged piles of randomly laid rocks.  The only sight she saw was the densely grown thorns and underbrush as tall as a man.  She looked around her and found there was nothing but silent mountains.  Youngest was nowhere to be seen.  Although Yi Hong was loath to admit defeat, she began to feel nervous.  As she summoned up courage and kept looking in every direction, she shouted, ¡§Youngest!  Be careful.  Don¡¦t get bitten by a snake!¡¨

 

    ³o¸Ì¤s¶Õåbåe°~®k¡A­«ÅÉ¿n²õ¡Aµy¤@¤£·V«K·|ºL¸ø¡C³o¨Ç³£ÁÙÃø¤£­Ë¦ç¬õ¡A¦o±q¤p´N¬O®»°gÂ꺰ª¤â¡Aª¾¹D¤H¦pªG¸ú¦b¥ÛÀY«á­±¡A±q¤U­±©¹¤W¬Ý¡A¬O¬Ý¤£¨ìªº¡C¦o¨M©w©¹¤Wª¦¡A¥u¬O¦b¨º®k¥Û§¨¥ßªºÅɱV°¼­±¦³¤@¨Ç¶Â©¿©¿ªº¤s¬}¡A¥O¦ç¬õ§Ù¤ß¹y°_¡C¬}¸Ì¥i¯à¦³¦Y¤Hªº³¥Ã~¡A¯u­nÆp¥X¤@°¦¨Ó¡A¨º´N³Â·Ð¤F¡C

    The mountains here were towering, rugged, and steep.  Cliffs could be seen, one after the other, and the underbrush was thickly grown.  The slightest slip and a person would fall.  But these posed no obstacle to Yi Hong.  She had been good at hide-and-seek ever since she was a little girl.  She knew that if a person was hiding behind a rock, one couldn¡¦t see them from below.  She made up her mind to climb up.  But those dark caves located at the side of the rugged cliff instantly put Yi Hong on her guard.  It was possible there might be man-eating beasts in those caves.  If one really came creeping out, they¡¦d in trouble.           

 

    ¤@·Q¨ì³¥Ã~¡A¨â»L´N¦³ÂIµo³n¡A³o®É¤wÅU¤£±o­±¤l¡A¦ç¬õ§è¶}¶Ú¤l¤j¥s¡G¡u°­ªü¤\¡I¦ºªü¤\¡I©p¸ú¦b­þ¸Ì¡HÁÙ¤£§ÖÂI¥X¨Ó¡I¡v

    At the thought of wild beasts, Yi Hong¡¦s knees weakened a little.  By now it was no longer a matter of dignity so Yi Hong shouted at top of her lungs, ¡§Youngest, you little devil!  Damn you, Youngest!  Where are you hiding?  Come out right this minute!¡¨

 

    ¬ðµMÅ¥¨ì¨­«á¡u°Ú¡vªº¤@Án¦y¥s¡A¥ß¨è´N¨S¦³Án®§¤F¡C¦ç¬õ¤@Åå¡A¦^ÀY¬Ý¥h¡A¥u¨£¤s¤UÄé¤ì³B³B¡A¿@¼v´Ë´Ë¡A³s¥Û¶ô³£³Q¾B¦í¤F¡C¦ç¬õª¦¤W¤@¶ô¥­¯¡¦p¬iªº¥¨¥Û¡A¿e¥Ø¥|±æ¡A³o¤~¬Ý¥X±»¬M¦b¾ðÁ_¤§¤¤¡A¨º±øÅF¹p´é³·ªº·Ë¬y³º¤w¦b¼Æ¤Q¤½¤Ø¤§¤U¤F¡C

    Suddenly, she heard a sharp gasp behind her, but instantly all was silent.  Startled, Yi Hong turned around to look.  All she saw were dense shrubs and frightfully dark shadows, concealing even the boulders.  Yi Hong climbed onto a gigantic boulder that had a flat surface resembling a chessboard, and looked intently in all directions.  Only then did she discover, through the concealing tree branches, that the roaring river, foaming and spuming, was already dozens of meters below her. 

  

    ¦ç¬õÀY¥Ö¤@°}µo³Â¡AÁV¤F¡A¦o«æ±o¤j¥s¡G¡uªü¤\¡I¤y¤G¡I¡v

    A tingling sensation went through Yi Hong.  Oh, no.  She cried out hurriedly, ¡§Youngest!  Jin-2!¡¨

 

    ¡uªü¤\¡I¤y¤G¡I¡v¤s¨¦¦^­µ°}°}¡A¦ç¬õµL¤ßªY½à¡A¦o¥ß¨è­¸¨B¤U¤s¡C¦³¹D¬O¤W¤s®e©ö¤U¤sÃø¡A¤×¨ä¬O³o¸Ì¶Ã¥Ûöã¶¡A³s¸¨¸}³B³£¤£¦n§ä¡C¦ç¬õ¯uªº·W¤F¡A³sÁn©I¥s¡A³£¨S¦³¦^­µ¡C¡uªü¤\¡I¤y¤G¡I§A­Ì¦A¤£¥XÁn¡A¤p¤ß§Ú¥´¦º§A­Ì¡I¡v

     ¡§Youngest!  Jin-2!¡¨  Echoes resounded one after another down the valley.  Yi Hong was not in the mood to enjoy it and immediately fled down the mountain as fast as she could go.  There¡¦s a saying to the effect that, ¡§it¡¦s easier to go up a mountain than to come down.¡¨  This was especially so here, encircled as it was by a confusion of rocks, where it was very difficult to even find a foothold.  Yi Hong was truly desperate.  She kept on calling their names but there was no response.  ¡§Youngest!  Jin-2!  If you don¡¦t answer me now, you¡¦d better watch out, or I¡¦ll give you a spanking like you¡¦ve never had before!¡¨       

 

    ¡u«¢«¢¡I¤p¤XÀY¡A¥L­Ì¤w¸g¦º¤F¡I©p¨Ó¥´§a¡I¡v¬ðµM¤@­Ó²ÊÁn²Ê®ðªº¨kÁnÀ³¹D¡C

     Suddenly a rough male voice spoke up, ¡§Ha Ha!  Little girl, they¡¦re already dead!  Come and spank them!¡¨ 

 

    ¦ç¬õÀ~±oµo§Ý¡G¡u¥L­Ì«ç»ò¦º¤F©O¡H¡v

    Yi Hong was shaking with fear.  ¡§How could they be dead?¡¨

 

    ¨º¤H»¡¡G¡u·íµM¬O§Ú±þªº¡I¡v

    That man said, ¡§Needless to say I killed them!¡¨

 

    ¦ç¬õ»¡¡G¡u§A«ç»ò¥i¥H±þ¤H©O¡H¡v

    Yi Hong said, ¡§How dare you kill someone?¡¨

 

    ¨º¤H»¡¡G¡u¦Ñ¤l³ßÅw§r¡I¡v

    The man said, ¡§I enjoy it!¡¨

 

    ¤S¦³¤@¤H»¡¡G¡u§O­J§è¤F¡A§Ö¥h§â¦o§ì¨Ó¡A³o¤T­Ó°÷§Ú­Ì¥Î¤W¥b¦~¤F¡I¡v

    Another voice was heard.  ¡§Cut the crap.  Grab her now.  The 3 of them should last us for at least half a year!¡¨ 

 

    Å¥°_¨Ó«Ü¹³¬y¨¥¤¤ªº¡u©ä¤l¡v¡A¦ç¬õÀ~±o¾z´²»î­¸¡A¥|­±¤@¬Ý¡A°£¤F­è­èªº¤s¬}¡A¤w¸gµL³B¥iÂáC³¥Ã~ÁöµM¥i©È¡A³o¨â­Ó©ä¤l§ó¬O®£©Æ¡C¦o¤ÏÀ³­¸§Ö¡A¥ß¨è¤@·È·Ï¡A¸ú¨ì¤@­Ó¬Ý¦ü³DºÛ¡A­è¦n¯àÆp±o¶i¥hªº¤p¬}¤¤¡C

    It sounded like the ¡§kidnapers¡¨ people talked about.  Yi Hong was scared out of her wits.  Looking around, there was no place to hide except the caves she had seen earlier.  Wild beasts may have been frightening, but these two kidnapers were even more terrible.  She reacted swiftly.  In the blink of an eye, she slipped into a small opening that looked like a snake nest, and which was just enough to allow her body to enter.        

 

    ¤£¤@·|¡A¦oÅ¥¨ì¦³¨I­«ªº¸}¨BÁn¡A¦n¹³¬O¨â­Ó¤H¡A¦b¬}¤fªþªñ¨Ó¦^¨«¤F´X½ë¡C¨º²Ê¶Ú¤l¥sµÛ¡G¡u¤p©h®Q¡A¥X¨Ó§a¡I§Ú¬Ý¨ì©p¤F¡I¡v

    In a short while, she heard heavy footsteps which seemed to be from two people.  They walked back and forth in front of the opening several times.  The rough voice cried out, ¡§Little girl.  Come out!  I see you!¡¨  

 

    ¥t¥~¤@­ÓÁn­µ»¡¡G¡u¦o«ç»ò¶]±o³o»ò§Ö¡H§Ú¥s§A¤£­n¶}¤f§A¤£Å¥¡I¡v

    Another voice said, ¡§How come she ran so fast?  I told you not to open your mouth but you wouldn¡¦t listen!¡¨

 

    ¡u¶]¤£±¼ªº¡I´N¨º»ò¨â±ø¤pµu»L¡I¯à¶]¨ì­þ¨à¥h¡I¡v

     ¡§She won¡¦t get away!  How far can her little legs run?¡¨

 

    ¡u¶]¤£±¼¡HÁ`¤£¯à³o¼Ë¯Ó¤U¥h§a¡H¡v

     ¡§Won¡¦t get away?  We can¡¦t continue to waste time like this.¡¨

 

    ¡u¨­¤W­IµÛ¤H¡A¥s§Ú«ç»ò§ä¡H¡v

     ¡§How can I look around while I¡¦m carrying someone on my back?¡¨

 

    ¡u¥ý§â¥L­Ì©ñ¤U¨Ó¡A§Ú­Ì¶¶µÛ³o¨Ç¤s¬}¡A¤@­Ó¤@­Ó§ä¡A«D§â¦o§ì¥X¨Ó¤£¥i¡I¡v

   &nbs