新聊斋之琉璃手

如果见到一只蓝色的手，你会怎么说。

你或许会说那是一只中了毒的手，或者是外星人的手，我只想对你说那只手来自阴间。

故事从一个月前开始。

我记得那天是3月6号。
气候晴朗。
这种天气对于干旱的云南来说让人讨厌。

我呆在屋里，面对着电脑想要写一篇稿子。
素材我已经想好了叫做鬼钞票。

随着我写作的时间越来越长，我对构思也越来越谨慎。

正要进入主题。
这个时候门响了。

我打开门，看到敲门的是我的邻居。

我说：“有事吗？”邻居笑着说：“没有事，只不过我要出差了，小孩多，想托你保管一样东西。
”这时候我才发现她的手里抱着一个长长的象花瓶一样却用纸包着的东西。
我笑了一笑接过来说：“放心吧，我一定保管好。
”邻居没有想到我会答应得这么快，有点不放心，诡异的看了我一眼，说：“不想看看？”我笑笑说：“花瓶有什么好看的。
”邻居摇了摇头说：“错了，不是花瓶是只手，一只做工精细的琉璃手。
”说完她打开让我看。

我从来没有见过这样漂亮的一只手，浑身晶莹剔透，象宝石一样散发着幽幽蓝光。

“它名贵吗？”我有点担心，怕自己承担不了责任。

邻居从容的把手包好，递给我说：“不名贵，一只玻璃手而已。
”

听了她的话，我的一颗心总算放了下来。
后来我小心翼翼的抱着这只手回了家。

我把手放在柜子里，用锁锁好。
才放心的回到电脑前。
可是不知道为什么，我的心已有杂念，无法再写作，我只有关了电脑去看电视。
无奈电视剧也没有什么好看的，我看着看着便睡着了。
朦胧中，我似乎看到那只手，从锁着的柜子里跑出来，一个劲的逗我，一会玩弄我的头发，一会在我的额头上画乌龟。
我生气极了，一把把它抓住，然后用力一甩。
随后我被玻璃打碎的声音惊醒过来。
我惊讶的发现，那只琉璃手已经被人扔在地上破碎了。
我吓了一跳，心想这可怎么办？日后见到邻居我应该怎么说？那晚我看着那堆碎片失眠了。

次日，我找了扫帚把玻璃碎片扫到垃圾桶里。
我对自己说：“事情已经发生了，何必去逃避，日后见到邻居该赔，该罚到时候再说。
”心里没有了牵挂，疲惫的身体就起了倦意。
我一头倒在客厅的沙发上睡着了。
朦朦胧胧中我听到有个孩子在我耳边说：“叔叔，叔叔，逗你玩的，起起。
”接着好像有只手在我的身后推我。
我想那是一场梦，所以没有理他。
自顾自的睡去。

我醒来的时候已经是第三天了。
我洗漱一番，换好衣服准备出门。
顺手去拎垃圾，却惊讶的发现碎手不见了。
我找遍了整个屋子，都没有看见。
只有自认倒霉。
我打开门，恍惚中我听到一个稚嫩的孩子声音对我说：“谢谢叔叔！”只觉肩头一沉，抬头却什么也看不见。

我出了门，往右一拐，正好遇到一个小吃店。
我笑着对店老板说：“老板来碗米线！”谁料那老板看了看我说：“你吃还是孩子吃？”我一愣实在是不明白。
我就问老板：“你看我是几个人？”老板忍不住笑起来说：“你们是爷儿两，你当我昏那？”我听了老板的话心中一动，放眼环视了周围一遭，只见四周没有一个孩子。
我的心中便亮堂了。
我笑着对老板大声说：“那就两碗！”老板呵呵一笑就去忙了。

吃了米线。
我没有往家跑。
却出了城往山上走。
走着走着一个孩子的声音在耳边响起：“叔叔，你这是要去那里？”我笑着说：“去庙里啊。
我们一起去玩！”那孩子听了说：“我不去了，我不喜欢庙。
”我没有理他，自顾自的朝前走。
我感觉到我的肩头有东西在不自觉的动，我知道那是肩头上的孩子怕了。
果然没有多久，那孩子就说话了。
孩子说：“叔叔你饶了我吧？我知道错了。
”我脸一沉说：“知道自己错了，还不下来。
”那孩子以为我饶不了他慌了，颤抖着说：“下来，下来，这就下来。
”我心中暗喜，把手朝前一伸，只见空中华光一闪，我的手中已经握住了一个琉璃手儿。
我厉声的对琉璃手说：“说，你是什么人？”只见琉璃手现出一个小嘴巴对我说道：“我是阎罗王的小儿子。
”

我说：“你不好好在阴间呆着，跑上来干什么？”

琉璃手说：“下个月就是清明了，原本是鬼的节日，可是我的姐姐要出嫁，父亲不让我出来，所以我就偷偷跑出来了。
”

我现在总算是明白了。
想了想这孩子也没有什么错，便对他说：“这次就饶了你，你快快回去。
不然我就送你到阎王殿去见你父亲。
”

那琉璃手一听说可以自由，便赶紧说：“谢谢叔叔，我马上便走。
”语毕，只见那只手幻化成七彩眩光，慢慢的化作无数萤火虫离去。
我仰天望去，那萤火虫遮天盖日好不绚烂。

我送别了琉璃手，转眼已是清明。

邻居早已回来，不过她根本就忘记了琉璃手的事。

我想事情就这样结束了。

不想半夜里我被一只鬼叫醒，

鬼说：“公主出嫁了，小主人请你去吃酒！”

我笑了笑说：“好！”

结果那晚我醉倒在阎罗殿里。

额头让那个小家伙画了只乌龟，醒来后甚是尴尬。

Introduce:If see the hand of a blue, how can you say.
You can say to that is probably medium poisonous hand, or the extraterrestrial's hand, I want to say to you that hand comes from only Acheron.
Story from begin before a month.
I remember that day is March 6.
Climate is fine.
This kind of weather is fed up with to the person letting for arid Yunnan.
I stay in house, the face wants to write a plan to computer.
I had thought material to call ghost money.
The time that writes as me is longer and longer, I am more and more careful also to conception.
Wanting to enter a text.
This moment door rang.
I open the door, see those who knock is my neighbour.
I say: "Occupied? " neighbour is laughing to say: "Without the thing, just I should be away on official business, the child in the home is much, like wanting to hold you in the palm to keep thing.
" the thing that like there is to grow long elephantine vase in the hand that at that time I just discover her, including with paper however.
I laugh had received for: "Be at ease, I had kept certainly.
" neighbour did not think of I can agree so quickly, do not be at ease a bit, saw me weirdly, say: "Do not want to look? " I laugh laugh say: "What does the vase have good-looking.
" neighbour shakes his head say: "Wrong, either the vase is a hand, the coloured glaze hand with a fine charge for the making of sth.
.
" say her to open let me look.
I never had seen a so beautiful hand, all over glittering and translucent get rid of is appeared, sending out like gem faint La Guang.
"Is it rare? " I am a bit afraid, be afraid that oneself cannot assume responsibility.
The handle with easy neighbour has been wrapped, hand I say: "Not rare, hand of a glass just.
" if listening to her, my heart was put at long last.
I was holding this hand in the arms cautiously to return the home later.
I put the hand in the cabinet, good with Suo Suo.
Just be at ease before returning computer.
But do not know why, my heart already had distracting thoughts, can no more compose, I concerned computer to watch TV only.
But without what teleplay is good-looking also, I am looked at look at was asleep.
Hazy in, I see that hand it seems that, run from the cabinet that locking up, persistently amuse me, dally with my hair a little while, draw a tortoise on my forehead a little while.
I am extremely angry, one captures it, swing forcibly next.
Subsequently I am slept lightly to come over by the sound that glass breaks into pieces.
My open-eyed discovery, hand of that coloured glaze has been thrown on the ground broken.
I was frightened jump, how does the heart think this can do? How to see I should say neighbour in the future? I look at that to pile fractional insomnia that evening.
Morrow, I looked for broom to sweep vitreous fragment in ash-bin.
I say to oneself: "The thing had happened, go escaping why, see neighbour in the future this compensate, say again to moment culpably.
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