浮尸

“……反正每年会死人就对了，那地方是很奇怪的。好多年前了，现在给镇住了。什么把它镇住了？就是一尊怪模怪样的石佛像，立在水库边上，雕工粗劣，丑得无以复加，居然会有用处。我去看过，就卧在茅草堆里，远远望着水库。也许是地点选得好，谁晓得呢？

“我没有见过投水的人，运气没有你们好，你们都说见到过。我有幸见过水库打捞尸体，其实也不用打捞，等它吃够了水，自然会浮上来，像一条翻肚白的死鱼。到时候撑船过去，拿粗绳子系住往回拉就行。我当时坐在拉尸体的船上，有人跟我说，看看。于是我就看看，没发觉有什么异样。他又说，死前是个大美人。我又看看，觉得恶心极了。以后我就没再去过了。至今我还想得起，我看见的景象。淹死的人在水下面一般呆上好多天，这几天时间有够他们受的。”

话题忽然转到很不严肃的想象溺死的人会在水下受些什么罪。我就很不能听下去。他们你一言我一语地没完没了，好似他们全都在水底呆过一样。我于是从位子上起身来，看到了刚才说话的老人。他坐在靠边的位子上，面朝着我跟同伴们说话，他比我想象中要老很多，面颊像是一截枯萎树皮，那些血管全部都看得见，像蚯蚓在上面爬。他说话时，我能看见疏落的黄牙齿，应该是土烟抽太多的结果。

他说你首先会陷在泥沙之中，四周渐渐昏暗，直至你适应水下面的光线后，一切才不那么令人恐怖。各种各样的游鱼来问候你，用它们柔软的鱼嘴吸食你的皮肉，你会感觉到自己在慢慢膨胀，像一团受风的棉花。河蟹也会从泥沙里冒出来，扬着大钳子而至，满载而回。还有一些叫不出名字的水下生物，纷纷前来，各取所需，等到你足够膨胀，巨大的浮力将你托举着慢慢升上来，你漂在水面上，就能重新看见太阳。

“你们有没有去过水底，却说得跟真的似的。”我在心里说。

汽车在盘山公路上颠簸地行进，到山顶的垭口时，开始沿着树林向下开。这时水库就能看见了，高高的大坝横栏着一潭幽幽碧水，远山和云彩都投影在其中，显得宁静安详。水库四周散落着红砖白墙，我出行的目的地就是在水边的一栋小楼。房东是多年的挚友，因为上了一点年纪，想在这里安度晚年。我怀着自己的打算前来，希望不会给他带来太多的困扰。作为一个失败的作家，我的才华已经枯竭，我想起他提过水库浮尸的一些传说，我想去探询一番。

汽车继续前行，穿过了乡街，破落凋敝，有种荒无人烟的宁静。往前是新筑的公路，道旁杉树高高耸立，几乎遮天蔽日。林子里杂树丛生，鸟啭莺啼，使我神情俱爽。这个地方我仿佛来过很多次，看到的都是熟悉不过的风景。转过杉树林，汽车就行在水库边上了，水面如结冰一般平静，碧绿的，带些死气。水面起了微微波纹，原来是一些游客在乘竹筏子游玩戏水，远远地把笑声传过来。突然之间，汽车开始剧烈的摇晃，像是开在河床上。茅草穗子拍打着车窗，我感觉到脸上有热辣辣的疼痛，才想起来茅草叶子的锋利。我不自觉地前倾，手朝前撑住座位。巨大的落水声响起，像炸了一个雷，车窗崩裂，玻璃渣子在车里乱飞。我瞬间失去平衡，天地倒转，完全被弄得不知所以。头在下，手在上，幸好座椅都是包一层皮的，不然早被碰死了。水流喷射而入，迅速挤压出去一连串的气泡。我感觉又一次来到水里，看见的水不再是蓝幽幽的，而是刺目的惨白。瞬间之后，我浑身湿透了，鼻子不停地呼出气泡。车子完全停下来，我知道我终于到了水底。

我看见司机从车头游出去，像一条巨大的河豚，消失在淤泥泛起的浑水中；我简直不敢相信自己的眼睛。一条大鲤鱼（长度足够吓人，看上去上了年纪）游过我眼前，尾鳍如一把撑开的大伞，鱼肚像月光中的女人脸一样苍白；而后更多大鱼在我身边游弋一阵，钻出车窗混入浑水之中。车里仅剩下我一个人了，车座上方悬浮着一些破烂的衣服。一股水流朝我袭来，我被挤出车窗，仰面朝上悬浮着。我看见天空是那样清澈的湛蓝，仿佛近在眼前。我慢慢上升，我看见绿树高山的投影；看见阳光洒落闪动的光束，如同雨后的阳光穿透了云层。终于我感觉到了微风的吹拂，像一只手温暖手的抚摸。我渐渐明白了：因为车祸，我变成了一具浮尸。

我听见木船划水前来的声音和一些人的呼喊声逐渐逼近，一支木桨砸中我的胳膊，我动了一动表示疼痛和抗拒。“他没死，他没死，还有一个人活着。”这样的喊声持续了很久，像是在对谁宣告。(:/转载请保留!)

“水底有一群鱼。”

我的话引来一阵哄笑。我分不清这是梦境还是现实了。

我把眼睛完全张开，我醒过来了。右臂一阵酸疼，我试着伸展肌肉却引来一阵痉挛，钢笔落在桌上。稿纸上一个字没有写，我想写写我的梦境，于是我拿起笔写了两个字：浮尸。然后我陷入无边无际的空虚。我知道我写不完了，作为一个失败的作家，我江郎才尽，明天就离开这儿吧。窗外正是那一片渺茫无际的黑暗，电灯的微光打出去，照着新抽的玉米穗子，更远处是黑黢黢的水库。它安详宁静，因为今晚无风。

Introduce:When the story begins, moon is caky like the mirage of midwinter. I go to the alley of reservoir edge, surface had dense fog, night sky falls faintly inside water, nocturnal wind turns water to the bank to break into pieces retreat again, relapse instead answer motion, divide clang what with a clang make sound is underwater acoustic with the rumor that has swept surface, 4 deathly stillness. You can hear my footstep when be personally on the scene, my tread down a few dry clay, resemble walking on firm fallen leaf. Air cooling is blown quickly by the accumulative warmth in the nest, I am so cold that I with a rustle quiver. The surface that I stare black black black temporarily brains is calorific: If jump water in, sink benthic, after a few days can be the float dead body that becomes their place to say denied? The fokelore of this one belt I 0 broken broken listened a few, truth says, because I just cannot bring the story of those muddleheaded,sleep just about. Local says, below the moon of the late night, devil of be addicted to swims to swim in water. They day is a fish, can restore person in the evening. The person of this one belt often can see after at nightfall, want not to disturb them only, it doesn't matter is actually obstructive, because occupy them to say, devil of be addicted to can live in water only, once left water, they are even more short-lived than fish. I listen to them to say, instead arouses not little interest. I want to comply with originally the proposal of local, reservoir does not approach in night, but I cannot fall asleep peacefully really, remember they are in the water area that is less than 30 meters of above from me has a good swim, that form waves like the sky probably Guo Baiyun is same, I restrain hard curious heart. I had forgotten myself how to get up, clad, in muddleheaded, I had taken the path on reservoir edge, look so that see my screwy in water inverted image dimly. Bright moon high above in the sky, with at ordinary times night is not had 2 send. Lunar inverted image is among surface, a few Dan Yun's inverted image, the inverted image of a few star, still have black the inverted image of hill. Anyhow, it is inverted image. The moon resembles falling underwater incandescent lamp, when I look carefully, inverted image has some of change, it is a moon dimly forward the change of person face. The face that I saw depth of water sentences a piece of wife that is like full moon ghastly is gradually clear, be close to me more and more. The body when she rises to surface subsequently and case, that is the body of a complete woman, well-balanced and moving, floating in dense fog silver shines burnish. Hair hang down loosely, climb full water plants and moss, I divide not clear aquatic and hair. She reachs left hand to me, finger is dripping water. "Come. " she says. My hand extends the past not self-consciously, in resembling approaching glacial water. "Where to go to? " I ask. "Lake bottom " she says. My body from the foot ministry of straight in the end is slow and frozen, when flood the top of head completely I just wake up to reality: She is to pulling me to sink toward deep water place, sink the darkness of boundless