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第28章 罗生门3（第1页）

第28章罗生门（3）

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Asthehaircameout，fearfadedfromhisheart，andhishatredtowardtheoldwomagrewbeyondhatred，beingaingantipathyagaihisinstantifanyhtupthethequestioherhewouldstarvetodeathorbeeathief—thequestionwhichhadoalittlewhileago—hewouldedtochoosedeath.Hishatredtowardevilflareduplikethepieewoodwhianhadstuthefloor.

&knowwhyshepulledoutthehairofthedead.Agly，hedidnotkherhercaseutdownasgoodorbad.Butinhiseyes，pullingoutthehairofthedeadintheRashomononthissthtardonablecrime.Ofcourseiteredhismindthatalittlewhileagohehadthoughtofbeingathief.

Then，summthintohislegs，herosefromthestairsandstrode，handhtinfrontoftheoldcreature.Thehagturerrorinhereyes，andsprangupfromthefl.Forasmallmomentshepaused，poisedthere，thehestairswithashriek.

"Wretch!Whereareyougoing?"heshthewayhagwhotriedtoscurrypasthim.Stillsheattemptedtoclaushedherbacktopreveheystruggled，fellamongthecorpses，aheissuewasneverindoubt.Ihehadherbythearm，twistedit，andforcedherdowntothefloor.Herarmswereallskiherewasnomorefleshohanontheshanksofaosoonerwassheohanhedrewhisswordandthrustthesilver-whitebladebeforeherverynose.Shewassilerembledasifinafit，andhereyeswereopeheywerealmostoutoftheirsodherbreatheihelifeofthiswretchwashisnow.Thisthoughtcooledhisboilingangerandbroughtacalmprideandsatisfa.Helookeddownather，andsaidicalmervoice:

"Lookhere，I'mnotaheHighPoliissioner.I'mastrangereopassbythisgate.Iwon'tbindyouordoanythingagainstyou，butyoumusttellmewhatyuphere."

&heoldeillwider，ahisfatlywiththesharpredeyesofabirdofprey.Shemovedherlips，rioherhoughshewereethiingsouhegofaefromherthroat:

"Ipullthehair…Ipulloutthehair…tomakeawig."

Heranswerbanishedallunknownfromtheirendbroughtdisappoi.Suddenlyshewasoldwomahisfeet.Aghoulnolonger:onlyahagwhomakeswigsfromthehairofthedead—tosell，forscrapsoffood.Aptseizedhim.Fearlefthisheart，andhisformerhatredehesefeelingsmusthavebeeheother.Theoldcreature，stillgthehairshehadpulledoffthebledoutthesewordsinherharshbrokenvoice:

"Indeed，makingwigsoutofthehairofthedeadmayseemagreateviltoyou，butthesethatareheredeservehiswomaifulblackhairIulliosellddriedsheguardbarragthatitwasdriedfish.Ifshehadn'tdiedoftheplague，she'dbesellingitnow.Theguardslikedtobuyfromher，aosayherfishwastasty.Whatshedid'tbewrong，becauseifshehadn't，shewouldhavestarvedtodeath.Therewasnootherchoice.Ifshekodothisiolive，sheprobablywouldn'tcare."

&hedhissword，and，withhislefthandonitshilt，helisteively.Hisrighthahebigpimpleonhischeek.Ashelisteaincewasbornihecewhichhehaduealittlewhileagepowerwasdrivinghimiedireofthecewhichhehadhadwheheoldwoman.Nolongerdidhewoherheshouldstarvetodeathorbeeathief.Starvationwassofarfromhismindthatitwasthelastthingthatwouldhavee.

"Areyousure?"heaskedinamoe，whenshefialkihthandfromhispimple，and，bendingforward，seizedherbythenedsaidsharply:

"Thenit&#htifIrobyou.I'dstarveifIdidn't."

&oreherherbodyandkickedherroughlydownonthecorpsesasshestruggledachhisleg.Fivesteps，ahetopofthestairs.Theyellowclotheshehadwrestedoffwereunderhisarm，andinatwinklinghehadrusheddowairsintotheabyssofhunderofhisdesgstepspouhehollowtower，awasquiet.

Shortlyafterthatthehagraisedupherbodyfrrumblingandgroaning，shecrawledtothetopstairbythestillfligtht，andthroughthegrayhairwhigoverherface，shepeereddowairiht.

&hiswasonlydarkness…unknowingandunknown.