Shan Ya: "How many years have we not seen each other?"

Ma Youzhai: "It's been seven years."

Brother Thumb: "I see that you haven't invested anything in this business."

Ma Youzhai: "Just mess around."

Ding Busi: "Are you still pretending to be a ghost now?"

Ma Youzhai: "No one believes this anymore."

Ding Busi: "My brother is gone."

Ma Youzhai: "Meng Ni, I sell dog meat at home."

Ding Busi: "I have to go see her."

Ma Youzhai: "Where is the three cents?"

Brother Thumb: "In Huacheng."

Shan Ya: "He's a beggar, he's doing pretty well, and all the beggars there listen to him."

Ma Youzhai: "I can't help you. When I see your legs, I feel uncomfortable."

Shan Ya: "It won't be in the way, and it won't delay me from walking around with my small cigarette pack."

Ma Youzhai: "Are you still playing monkey?"

Shan Ya: "Now I am making a fortune with Brother Thumb."

Brother Thumb: "I got some white flour from my hometown."

Ding Busi: "This is a way to make money. You can make money."

Brother Thumb: "I can't ignore you. I want to call you now. I still have three pennies. Let's do it together."

Ma Youzhai: "Drug trafficking, right?"

Brother Thumb: “In my hometown, in Yunnan, many people do this.”

Ma Youzhai: "I have no capital."

Brother Thumb: "You don't need to take the money, I owe you."

Ma Youzhai: "Okay, I and my three sons will follow you to make a fortune."

When Ma Youzhai moved out of the small village, it started to snow lightly.

In fact, they didn't move anything, everything was kept exactly where it was yesterday, snowflakes were falling, and the pickle vat in the yard was as old as a new jar.

Before 1993, there were only a few small drug dealers in the Northeast. They bought drugs from the south and resold them. Starting in 1997, Ma Youzhai monopolized the drug market in the three provinces of Northeast China. Drug trafficking brought huge profits. Ma Youzhai was in the city.

I bought a real estate here, covering an area of ​​ten acres, with pavilions and pavilions, which are extremely luxurious.

Twenty years ago, Ma Youzhai was a monk. After the circus disbanded, he started cheating on the streets.

Poplar catkins on the street were fluttering in the wind. Ma Youzhai, wearing a green monk's robe and yellow cloth shoes, knocked on other people's doors. After opening those wooden doors, iron doors, black doors, and red doors, he read

Calling Amitabha, he took out the book of public virtue and asked the owner to write down his name and place of origin, and then said that a certain temple was going to be built, so please donate some money. He put his hands together, leaving such an old and simple gesture, and left with the money. At that time,

There were still many good men and women, but then, when people saw a monk knocking on the door or a stranger knocking on the door, they would not open the door casually.

Ma Youzhai had a kind face and kind eyes when he was "begging for alms", but in fact, he was a grumpy person.

He once used a soft whip to remove all the leaves from a small tree in Henan. In his dream twenty years later, the small tree sprouted and bloomed again. When he was in a happy mood, he would also give it to his three sons.

In front of me, he played with a Zen staff to great effect. Twenty years later, the rusty Zen staff was leaning against the window, with a full moon hanging on it.

The reason why this monk pretended to be a Taoist priest has already been mentioned - his hair grew out.

During those days when he was pretending to be a ghost, all he could recall was this scene: he was sitting on a stone under a walnut tree, hitting walnuts with stones.

Drug trafficking made Ma Youzhai rich overnight, and he almost forgot about the past.

He had a very painful tooth, and the dentist said: "Mr. Ma, please pull it out." He said: "If you don't want to pull it out, get out." He was a person who could not bear the pain. He held up the hammer and looked for someone in the room who could pull it out.

After the nail was driven in, he tied a rope to the nail and tied the other end to his tooth. He stood on the chair and jumped hard. From then on, he no longer felt toothache.

Now, the decayed tooth is tied to a rope, swinging gently. He has a gold tooth, a heavy gold necklace hanging around his neck, a gold watch on his wrist, and three gold rings on his fingers. He is covered in gold.

Up and down, sparkling.

Later, Ma Youzhai suffered from a lumbar disc herniation. This shining man could only feel more comfortable when he was kneeling. If he was lying down, he would roll all over the bed in pain and have trouble sleeping all night. It suddenly occurred to him that this posture might mean something.

From that moment on, he vaguely felt that he was guilty.

The first doctor gave him acupuncture and massage, but it didn't work. The second doctor gave him local hot compresses and topical "Voltaren gel" and other analgesic plasters, but they didn't work. The third doctor suggested he have surgery, but he refused.

I had to use 250 ml of 25% mannitol plus 10 mg of dexamethasone for intravenous infusion.

During the infusion, he also knelt.

Ma Youzhai was in unbearable pain, so he said to his eldest son: "Go and get a bag of white powder."

The drug trafficker naturally knows how to take drugs. He puts the white powder on the paper and forms a line. He holds the paper with one hand, blocks one nostril with the other hand, and inhales through the other nostril. He just shakes his head and releases the white powder.

He inhaled it. The pleasure brought by taking drugs suppressed the pain. A few days later, the lumbar disc herniation miraculously healed. However, the pleasure of taking drugs was not as strong as before, so Ma Youzhai began to inject drugs. He

He tied his arm with an elastic band, just like a nurse would do when giving an intravenous needle. He picked up the syringe, pointed the needle upward, inserted it into the blood vessel in the crook of his arm, and pushed the drug in. After a while, he drew the drug back into the syringe.

, mixed with blood, go back and forth several times, flush the syringe, so that all the drugs are injected. When you reach the stage of injecting drugs, you are already deeply addicted to drugs, and it is difficult to quit. If you have been addicted to drugs for several years

People who can no longer find blood vessels for injection. At this time, they will use a method called "blood injection". This is to make a hole in the thigh and insert an infusion tube. After the infusion tube is inserted,

I stopped pulling it out and kept it inserted in my thigh. When drug addiction sets in, I use a needle to inject the drug into my body through the infusion tube.

Ma Youzhai's arms were covered with needle holes, and he could only inject in his crotch. He had to take off his pants several times a day. Finally, his three sons knelt in front of him and begged him to stop taking drugs.

The eldest son said: "Dad, do you want to die?"

Ma Youzhai said: "No more."

The eldest son took the needle.

Ma Youzhai knelt down in front of his son and begged, "Give it to me."

The three sons had no choice but to force him to detoxify. They locked Ma Youzhai in a house in the backyard and sent an old man to serve him. When the drug addiction broke out, the old man tied up his hands and feet and stuffed a towel in his mouth.

It is to prevent him from biting his own tongue in pain. When Luo Fawei from Yunnan was addicted to drugs, he sucked his father's ashes into his stomach; Wang Juan from Gansu ran naked and then plunged into the cesspool when he was addicted to drugs; Chen Jinyuan from Sichuan had convulsions in his limbs and howled like a ghost when he was addicted to drugs.

A kindergarten in Guangdong was relocated because of this; when Guangdong Cao Xiaojun suffered from drug addiction, he swallowed bottle caps, lighters, and two of his fingers.

Ma Youzhai lost weight rapidly, from a strong middle-aged man to a skinny old man with dull eyes, tears, and incontinence. Because of his low immunity, his hair began to fall out. After a high fever

, and also lost sight in both eyes.

Drug abuse can destroy a person's normal physiological and immune functions. A mosquito bite may cause a pustule to form on a drug addict. A labor camp policeman once said an extreme example. Once, a drug addicted labor camp inmate was squatting and hoeing.

An hour later, when I stood up, all the blood vessels in my feet burst, and blood spurted out like a high-pressure water gun. No one dared to get close because they were afraid of AIDS. After the blood stopped spraying, I was taken to the hospital for rescue.

Ma Youzhai became blind, and sleeping was like a coma for him. Sometimes he lay on the bed and slept with his eyes open. Whether he opened or closed his eyes, all he saw was darkness. During drug treatment

With his cooperation, Ma Youzhai slowly gave up drugs.

After quitting drugs, the first thing he did when he got up every day was to light a cigarette. After a while, he lit two cigarettes at a time. If you see a person smoking two cigarettes with two cigarettes between his fingers, that’s Ma.

You Zhai. He smokes six packs of cigarettes every day. Because of his sleep disorder, you can only see him at night. Every time you see him, he has two cigarettes in his hand.

In addition to smoking, he also has a hobby: carving words on stones.

When one world closes its door to him, the door of another world opens.

He was in a state of deep thought all day long. One day, he asked his son to buy several stone tablets as well as hammers, chisels and other masonry tools.

The son asked: "What do you want to engrave?"

Ma Youzhai replied: "Diamond Sutra."

The son said: "You can't see, could you have carved it wrong?"

Ma Youzhai said: "How could the words be engraved wrong in my heart?"

In the dark room in the backyard, there were clanking sounds and stone chips flying. At first, he just found something to do for himself. For a blind man, doing this was not to get rid of loneliness, on the contrary, it was to stay

Lonely. He erected the carved stone tablet in the yard. As time went by, the backyard became a forest of tablets and a cemetery without graves or dead people.

There was also a pond in the backyard. There were carp, grass carp, silver carp, loach, frogs, snakes, and duck eggs that fell to the bottom of the water. One morning, Ma Youzhai opened the window, and he suddenly smelled a fresh fragrance.

He asked the old man delivering the food: "What's so fragrant outside?"

The old man delivering the meal replied: "Lotus, the lotus in the pond is blooming."

Ma Youzhai said to himself: "I know."

From then on, he put on his old cassock, knocked wooden fish in his room, chanted sutras, chanted Buddha's name, and meditated every day. Before, he was a fake monk; now, he has become a real monk. His three sons asked him why he did this.

He replied: "Atonement, for you three."

The three sons usually made friends with many dignitaries, and also wooed and corrupted some officials, acting as a protective umbrella for them. A section chief of the procuratorate, after getting drunk, ran to the backyard and asked Ma Youzhai: "Old man, I would like to

Ask, what is Buddha?"

Ma Youzhai asked him: "What time is it now?"
To be continued...