Quincy's Quiet Contemplation Chapter 19

Li Desheng's body was transported to the county seat, his head was cut off, and it was hung on the city gate tower. It was windy and dusty for two days, and on the third day Li Desheng's head disappeared. There are rumors everywhere that Li Desheng's head was snatched away by the remnants of the Qinling guerrillas. Others say that two eagles flew in and carried one of his ears away. No one can tell whether these legends are true or false, but three places on the city gate tower were smashed, and the broken bricks are still there. There are also thin dung from the eagles, and the white flowers are like lime water dripping on the city wall. Three feet long.

Soon, the Zhengyang Town Office escorted Rowan Lao. Rowan Lao's legs were completely broken and he couldn't walk. He was tied up with a hemp rope dipped in water and carried with a pole. In the villages along the way, the security chiefs beat gongs to let the villagers watch. A wealthy family set off firecrackers and spit on Rowan Lao's face. The thick phlegm covered Rowan Lao's eyes. It turns out that the security guard named Yan lives in Shilipu East of Qingfengyi. His father learned that he would escort Rowan Lao through the village entrance, so he placed his son's spiritual tablet on the roadside early. When Rowan Lao came over, he shouted to the spiritual tablet. : Son, look, he, Rowan Lao, is also here today! Then he laughed loudly, laughed and stopped laughing. He fell to the ground, unconscious, and bleeding came from his ear holes.

Spencer Wang's Concub!ne has remarried shopkeeper Lu of Taiyu Grain Farm in the county town, and the son she gave birth to is no longer named Wang but Lu. Shopkeeper Lu and the county magistrate are cousins. She also came to Zhengyang Town after learning that Rowan Lao was arrested. He went to the public office and asked to cut out Rowan Lao's heart to pay homage to Spencer Wang.

On this day, Spencer Wang's memorial table was set up in the town hall courtyard, with pig and cow heads on it. The Concub!ne burned paper and poured wine, and Rowan Lao was dragged out. The sun in the sky was red, like an oil basin. Rowan Lao looked up and felt a little hot, so he said: Just some rain! Sure enough, one raindrop fell, one as big as a soybean, and it splashed on Rowan Lao's forehead. The newly appointed town party secretary's surname is Lin. When he was studying in the provincial capital in his early years, he and Li Desheng were classmates. When Spencer Wang, the town party secretary, had free time, he would hold a hookah pot and smoke. He did not smoke and liked to play with folding fans, which looked like a stage. The talented scholar. Now Secretary Lin is interrogating Rowan Lao. The folding fan in his hand opens and closes for a while. This is the first time he sees Rowan Lao and he says: Ha, he is really a hei! Rowan Lao said: When my mother gave birth to me, locusts covered the sky in darkness. The man surnamed Lin said: According to legend, you can go to heaven and earth. Why were you caught? Rowan Lao said: I violated the place name and should not go to Woheigou Village. The man surnamed Lin said: Do you know why you were not shot to death in Woheigou Village? Rowan Lao said: You should thank me in person. The man surnamed Lin said: I want to thank you? Rowan Lao said: If I don’t kill Spencer Wang, you won’t be the party secretary! The man surnamed Lin put away the folding fan and said: Then why did you kill Spencer Wang? Rowan Lao said: I need a gun. The man surnamed Lin said: Do you live just for guns? ! Rowan Lao said: I am a gun! Spencer Wang's Concub!ne shouted: Rowan Lao, you heartless thief, who of you can't kill your benefactor? ! Rowan Lao said: I will give him my life back today. The man surnamed Lin said: He must give his life back, not only to you but also to your son. He asked the security guards to carry Brielle out. Brielle was already dead. After his legs and hands were pulled, he used a knife to cut open his stomach. Rowan Lao said: Cover her face. Brielle's eyes were still open, so the security guard who performed the dissection cut off a piece of Brielle's coat and covered her face. The child was picked out, a boy, and chopped into pieces with a knife like hogweed. Rowan Lao said: That's not my son, chop it hard! The man surnamed Lin slapped the folding fan on the table and said: How can you save your life? Rowan Lao said: I was hit by a bullet between Spencer Wang's eyebrows. You shot me between my eyebrows too. If you miss, I will laugh at you! The man named Lin smiled again and said: I don't know how to shoot. A few security guards carried a door leaf, pressed Rowan Lao on the door leaf, and began to hammer his hands and feet with four long iron nails. Rowan Lao didn't cry out, but stared at the person who was smashing the nails. He smashed the long nail with his left hand twice and it went in. He smashed the long nail with his right hand four times and it still wasn't done. Rowan Lao said: You can do it! After all the long nails were hammered in, Rowan Lao's eyeballs protruded. The security guards put a grinding fan under Rowan Lao's B*tt0cks and hit his eggs with a hammer. After just one hit, Rowan Lao's eyes popped out of his sockets, but there was a thread of flesh hanging on his face, and he fainted. The man surnamed Lin said: Keep smashing, this kind of people will not leave any roots. The security guard splashed cold water on Rowan Lao to wake him up, and continued to beat him until his crotch was torn and his flesh and blood were spread. Finally, the beating stopped until his upper body and lower body were separated. At this time, there was a fly as big as a finger egg lying on the pig's head on the mourning table. Spencer Wang's Concub!ne tried to drive it away several times, but she suddenly burst into tears and said: Spencer Wang, Spencer Wang, I know you are coming! He shouted at the top of his lungs: Gouge out his heart! Gouge out his heart! Rowan Lao's heart was cut out. It was still a lump at first, but when it was placed in front of Spencer Wang's spiritual tablet, it spread out, like a pile of tofu dregs.

※※※