When the crowd outside the Guandi Temple heard that there was a fight, they came like a tsunami, holding bamboo poles with flat ends and broken bowls.
Due to their rags and ragged clothes, they stretched out their arms and legs to vent the wind in the cold weather. The beggars could only huddle together shivering, watching the excitement without airtight despite the cold winter.
Fortunately, the members of the Xinghan Gang who followed Fan Xinghan looked like beggars, but in fact they were all powerful martial arts figures. They could deal with these weak real beggars and easily squeezed out the rest of the crowd and cleared them out. A clearing.
"Gang Leader Fan, the Guandi Temple is where the affairs of this conference are held. I'm afraid what you are doing is against the rules..."
The gray-haired beggar elder of the Guandi Society wanted to stand up and say a few words to act as a peacemaker, but before he could finish his words, he was stopped by Fan Xinghan with electric eyes.
"The affairs of us in the martial arts community are naturally resolved by our own rules."
Fan Xinghan said coldly, and when he saw the small stone that was less than his waist, he snorted again.
"Don't worry, I will never bully the small with the big. Just now, your master gave me instructions to the disciples of our gang to capture him. Now I will teach you the unique skills of the 23-way Dragon Claw Capture Hand, so that you can see the unique skills of the Xinghan Gang. "
The words were harsh, and the attitude of antagonism was also very strong. Unless it was a battle of life and death, fights in rivers and lakes usually took this form. The elders of the Guandi Society could also see that behind this fight that should not have been fought, it was more of the deep thinking of the two factions in order to save face.
Just as Jiang Wen had explained in advance, he had previously taught the disciples of the Xinghan Gang, verbally giving them instructions on martial arts, so now it was up to the disciples to teach Gang Leader Fan the martial arts, and they would never take advantage of the other party.
At this time, although Fan Xinghan tried his best to appear angry, his tone was that of a martial arts senior who was ready to fight against his juniors. The intensity of the sparring was always kept within a controllable range and would not escalate into a full-scale armed fight.
This is the rule of the world. In this way, you can stand out for your disciples and preserve your dignity as the leader.
"Master, why don't you let me go?" Hong Wending asked in a low voice.
Jiang Wen shook his head, and then fell silent, only making a gesture to his eldest disciple.
"Well, Master has told me, Gang Leader Fan, please invite me."
Jiang Wen's explanation came to Xiao Shitou's mind, and he came to Fan Xinghan in a daze, assuming a starting stance of the Hong Family Boxing. It seemed that he had stolen the lesson from Hong Wending.
Seeing such a child coming out to fight, Fan Xinghan secretly sighed in his heart. He only thought that Jiang Wen, the head of the Wuyi Sect in front of him, was really anxious and kind-hearted. He was indeed a gentleman, but he didn't know why in the world of martial arts, he was so stubborn. Never heard of his name? It's really a strange thing.
Only a true gentleman can bully someone. Fan Xinghan sighed and silently recorded this feeling.
"Twenty-three-way Dragon Claw Grappler is derived from the Shaolin Dragon Claw Kung Fu. When you practice it to perfection, it will feel like a sharp blade when you touch it. It can even penetrate into the chest and intestines. It can be used to hit acupoints everywhere. Please be careful." Got it!"
Gang Leader Fan also assumed a low stance and quickly stretched out two stubby fingers to strike at the small stone. The entire audience instantly burst into low exclamations.
As soon as the expert took action, Jiang Wen concluded that this was Fan Xinghan's hard work for decades.
Since ancient times, acupuncture skills have followed a vigorous path. At first, mud and sand were used to exercise finger strength, then hard wood was used, and finally, iron and stone were pushed easily to be considered successful.
To grasp the dragon claw in the hand, one must first grasp the jar full of things with his fingers. Only when it can be lifted and lowered freely when it is filled with iron sand or iron blocks can the masculine strength of the dragon claw hand be reflected.
Then give up the jar and practice in the air, stretching out the five fingers in the air every morning and evening. Only when the energy can be freely injected and the force follows the fingers can the eagle's claw power, softness and feminine strength be achieved.
After such a combination of yin and yang, the power becomes even more difficult to defeat.
Seeing his opponent make a move, Xiao Shitou's lightness skills were better than nothing, so he subconsciously turned sideways to block, trying to use his short body to dodge, but he only felt a finger forcefully hitting him behind the ear, and he turned and shook his head in a coherent manner. The movements immediately became uncoordinated.
Little Shitou was so surprised that after another flash of time, he was hit by another finger on his vest. He staggered instantly and was restrained in place, unable to move.
"Look, I've hit the 'Fengchi point' behind your ear and the 'Shinto point' on your vest. As soon as the dragon claw grasping hand comes out, all the blood and energy points in the human body will be closed. No matter how strong your martial arts is, you can't withstand."
Fan Xinghan stopped his hand as soon as he clicked. He thought that the little stone would collapse to the ground unable to move. However, he saw the child who had just escaped from the side effects of the acupuncture actually took two steps back in a lively way, shaking in a strange way. My hands and feet are completely fine.
"Stone, remember what Master said!"
Jiang Wen said incomprehensible words on the side and seemed to have no concerns about his apprentice being beaten.
After the strong beggar next to him heard this, he looked at Jiang Wen angrily: "Master Jiang, please think clearly. Our gang leader's grasping hand will be injured if touched. This is not the time to torture the apprentice!"
In Jianghu slang, grinding means training. He was dissatisfied with Jiang Wen for using his apprentice to make trouble, and used words to ridicule him.
However, Jiang Wen turned a deaf ear. After hearing this, Xiao Shitou nodded inexplicably and rushed forward again.
Fan Xinghan was a little surprised, thinking to himself that although he had withdrawn his true strength due to the opponent's young age, his 23-way dragon claw grabbing and grabbing fingers had been strong for many years, so it was impossible that he could not control even a child.
Gang Leader Fan frowned and thought to himself, could it be that the opponent's meridians were immature and immature, so he mistakenly set the temperature of the acupuncture point?
At this time, Xiao Shitou had come forward again aggressively, and he also put on a strange posture with his left leg slightly bent and his right arm bent inward. Gang Leader Fan took action again without believing it, and wanted to test the acupuncture points on Xiao Shitou's vest again. Fan.
However, this time, Fan Xinghan was a little careless after all. Just when he easily held the small stone "Shinto Point" again, a surging palm force had already touched his body, and there was a sharp pain down his left side, and he felt that his bones were shaking. Gonna be crushed.
Fan Xinghan was extremely surprised. How could this man have such strong palm power at such a young age? He thought to himself that his academic qualifications were considered exceptional, but even counting his sworn brothers, they might not have such skills at the age of five or six!
In pain, Fan Xinghan gritted his teeth and kept his expression unchanged by relying on the hard work of volleyball. He tried his best to look like he received the slap lightly, but in his heart he no longer dared to look down on the opponent. He immediately used his feet to exert force, He forcefully lifted the small stone over his head.
Gang Leader Fan's eyes were indeed vicious, and the strength of the little stone that was lifted into the air was lost, and it was indeed weakened a lot. In addition, he could only do one move with regret, so he could only resist randomly at this time.
However, these 23-way dragon claw grasping hands follow every move and move like a maggot attached to the bone. No matter how hard the small stone struggles, one of his two claws will always hold the acupuncture point on his vest firmly, like cast iron. If he refused to let go, Fan Xinghan's eyes became more and more surprised.
After this trial, Fan Xinghan finally discovered what was strange.
When he was young, he was a disciple of Shaolin. He still remembered that when the "Dharma Zen Sutra" in the temple talked about entering the state of concentration, it mentioned "cultivate and live, observe the wind in various ways", which means to rely on the absence of distracting thoughts in the mind and let the body be in a state of emptiness. Best condition.
Although the acupuncture points on the little stone in front of you look like ordinary people at first glance, there is naturally subtle Qi flowing in the muscles and muscles. Under the inadvertent stimulation, the true Qi is strong where the Qi and blood meet, resisting the fingers. Force clamping. As Gang Leader Fan's dragon claw grasping hand exerted force again, he was able to detect the eight types of pulse touch described in the "Dharma Zen Sutra" at the same time: "light, heavy, cold and warm, soft, thick, astringent and slippery"!
Just when he was surprised, Xiao Shitou seemed to have broken free from the restraint on his acupuncture points. Although his limbs were still weak, his head and neck could move, his eyes rolled innocently, and then he slammed his neck towards Gang Leader Fan.
When Fan Xinghan heard the news, he lowered his head anxiously and wisely, hugged his waist tightly, and pressed his head against Xiaoshi's belly.
You must know that the posture of hugging the waist naturally requires freeing both hands. At this time, the acupuncture points on Xiao Shitou's back are gradually loosened, the upper body is already movable, and some movements that have already formed conditioned reflexes have also found their targets——
Unless the Xinghan Gang has a unique skill such as "Iron Ear Kung Fu", the leader of the Xinghan Gang will have to change his name to One Ear in the future!
"careful!"
Jiang Wen exclaimed and broke out in cold sweat.
Fortunately, he spoke in time. Xiao Shitou saw Jiang Wen watching from the side and sounding a warning, so he quickly used his hands to exert his strength and reached out to pat Gang Leader Fan's vest.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his hand in the air, Xiao Shitou's limbs immediately became sore and numb, and he couldn't hit it with this palm. However, Gang Leader Fan had already taken advantage of the situation and grabbed the "Zhangmen Point" on Xiao Shitou's waist. Naturally, he couldn't break free this time. .
It turned out that Fan Xinghan misunderstood Jiang Wen's warning and thought that Master Jiang was feeling sorry for his apprentice. He quickly tapped the acupuncture points again and decided to end the contest.
"Zhangmen is a point on the spleen meridian, one of the eight meeting points, and a point on the zanghui Zhangmen. The liver meridian and the gallbladder meridian meet here. Once the meridian is touched, the limbs will feel sore and numb, as if falling into an ice cave."
Seeing that the fight had been going on for a long time and that the mastery of his 23-way Dragon Claw Grappler had also been demonstrated, Gang Leader Fan stretched out his fingers first and clicked two more points on his "Jingmen Point", and then put down the small stone. .
He explained in a typical manner with his hands behind his back. He gently touched his cheek and felt some strange transparent liquid along his ears.
"???"
The two of them performed several moves in succession. To others, it looked like adults were playing tricks on their own children. The little stone had no power to fight back. At this time, everyone, no matter the expert or the layman, started shouting. Well, several disciples of the Xinghan Gang were even more pleased with Yourong, and they wiped away the annoyance of being taught a lesson by Jiang Wen.
Jiang Wen also quietly stepped forward, carried back the small stone that was staying in place, and touched his forehead imperceptibly with one hand, as if greeting him, but in fact he was looking at the information flowing down the stream.
"Remember everything?"
"Master, remember."
Sure enough, as Xiao Shitou said, a brand new project has suddenly appeared in Xiao Shitou's martial arts column - "Dragon Claw Grappler" (Introduction)!
Ever since Jiang Wen saw him fighting against the elders of the Guandi Association alone in the Guandi Temple, he remembered Gang Leader Fan's unique skill that no one could match, which was the 23-way "Dragon Claw Capture Hand".
The original book says that when this martial art touches the body, it is like drilling into the bones, hammering nails and turning feet. No matter how strong the enemy's martial arts is, as long as his fingers touch the acupuncture point, he will be caught immediately and he will never be able to escape.
In "Flying Fox in the Snow Mountain", even a contemporary master like Miao Renfeng was repeatedly restrained by his acupuncture skills, and then was plotted against him, which obviously has endless uses.
Gu Xi himself had long wanted to find a practical and low-key martial arts for Xiao Shitou, but given the special situation of the experiential martial artist, he had been unable to find a clue. Although Iron Palm is also a powerful method, the moves of Iron Palm Kung Fu are exquisite and complicated, and it is not like the martial arts that a small stone can remember.
Now that the Dragon Claw Grappler appears, isn't it like sleeping on a pillow?
"Gang Leader Fan, your dragon claw grasping skills are indeed rare in this world. Jiang is really eye-opening!"
The rules of the rivers and lakes are to smile and forget all grudges when they meet. After peace, no one can openly hold grudges, so Jiang Wen can naturally turn enemies into friends.
"My apprentice is a naughty boy, thanks to your discipline today."
Fan Xinghan still had an angry look on his face at this time, but this time he was looking at his own disciple Zhuang Beggar, "Why don't you apologize to Master Jiang quickly? You deserve to be taught a lesson if you mess with famous people without permission, so be more discerning next time!"
It is also a rule to protect your shortcomings first and then teach you a lesson. If you maintain your reputation externally, you must also have integrity internally. Otherwise, the master will be blamed for the disciples getting into trouble every day, and who will know who is the superior?
The strong beggar did not dare to refute despite being scolded. He could only mutter a few words to Jiang Wen unwillingly, "Don't blame me, heroes," and then hid away unhappy.
"Headmaster Jiang, your disciple is extremely talented, much better than these idiots I brought here."
Fan Xinghan looked back with a sincere smile and envy on his face, "We will stay in Guangzhou for a few days and rest outside the Gongyuan in the east of the city. If there is no disobedience, I can give him a few blows." The kung fu of acupuncture points.”
Part of Fan Xinghan had a love for talents, and just like Jiang Wen, he couldn't help but want to teach a good talent when he saw one. The other part was grateful to Jiang Wen for being reasonable and reasonable today, and wanted to repay him with some real skills.
Therefore, Jiang Wen also said cheerfully: "It's a deal! Gang Leader Fan, our master and apprentice are temporarily staying at the inn next to the Jinsheng Hall on Haopan Street outside Guide Gate. If you are free, you might as well come and sit."
It is definitely not enough to just tap acupuncture points with both hands. It is best to learn this skill.
"Haopan Street at Guide Gate?"
Hearing this, Fan Xinghan's unshaven face was full of sighs, and he was joking at Jiang Wen, "Haopan Street is full of rich and powerful businessmen. If I bring a beggar there, wouldn't I be looking for trouble? It's inconvenient, no. convenient!"
After saying this, he laughed loudly and left without looking back.
"Although this man can't distinguish the importance of important matters, he is still a bit interesting."
Jiang Wen sighed, said goodbye to the beggar leaders from the Guandi Society, and prepared to leave with his disciples.
The worry of foreign enemies in Guandi Temple was temporarily relieved, and several beggar elders also led people away. Among them, the one-eyed beggar was obviously more flexible.
He knew that since ancient times there had never been any beggars who kept guests in their dens, so he had an idea and quickly said that he would be on his way back to Lianhua Nunnery and insisted on helping Jiang Wen and the others lead the way back.
Jiang Wen just tried to persuade him, but he was too embarrassed to show his kindness, so he followed the mighty team of beggars and walked eastward. Fortunately, the Guandi Temple in the western suburbs is not far away. It is about seven miles away from the west gate of Guangzhou City. If you walk quickly, it only takes half an hour.
The night wind brought thick water vapor. At this time, Xiguan Liwan had not yet been reclaimed. Lychee Bay, which is separated by a line to the north of Guandi Temple, is connected to Zhilan Lake to the west of Xianggang. After more than thirty miles of vastness, it flows into the Pearl River. Lychees in the cold winter twelfth lunar month Along the bay, you can vaguely see the reflection of dead lotus branches and lychee trees.
The masters were a little dissatisfied with the back alleys full of talismans, so they marched along the bay instead. Before they walked out in the clear night, they saw a group of beggars gathering on the bank, seeming to be whispering something.
"Master, what are you doing over there?"
Fu Ningdie had the sharpest eyes and immediately saw where the excitement was.
The beggar leader who called himself Du Lao San glanced at him. He always seemed to tilt his head when looking at things. After seeing clearly, he quickly stopped him.
"Master Jiang, don't go that way, be careful as this child will be frightened when he sleeps."
He spat on the ground to drive away the bad luck, and then hurriedly explained, "There are often floating corpses floating up in this bay of the lake. When I fished out a body that was given a reward of ten coins by the government, the wild beggars must have started fighting for it."
Jiang Wen relied on his eyesight to look, and sure enough he found a corpse floating on the water with his back turned upward. The clothes he wore had faded, the body was swollen and stiff from the soaking, and his arms were missing. Many beggars were rushing to hold it. The pole goes to the hook.
The dirt road in the field was not easy to walk, and the weeds were overgrown and often got in the way. Jiang Wen stood on the spot and tiptoed and asked, "What's the matter? People here often jump into the lake to find fault."
Dulaosan tapped the grass with his stick and said casually: "That's not true. I don't know what's going on in Lychee Bay. Every now and then, there will be a rotten sea drifter, so it became a flower. A good deal."
"Then the government must have a way to identify the body, right?" Jiang Wen asked.
"It's difficult. The clothes of these corpses are torn and unrecognizable. People who have been lost in the city have never recognized who they are. The only exception is that both arms have been torn off, and they look really scary."
After saying that, he scratched his unkempt hair and said with some confusion, "At first, we thought it was drifting from the South China Sea. Some beggars who wanted to steal business traveled back to retrieve the corpses, but nothing happened. Found it, but there are still endless floating corpses in Lychee Bay. Head Jiang, what do you think is going on?"
Since ancient times, there have been strong winds and waves in the sea, and travelers have often been swept away by the strong waves and suffered sudden misfortunes. Not to mention the minnow fishermen who make a living on the sea. Thousands of people have thrown their bodies into the ocean and been buried in the belly of fish and turtles. Naturally, there is an occasional one. The second will float to the coast.
But it's a bit strange that the floating corpse floated out of Lychee Bay alone.
The first possibility that Jiang Wen could think of was that someone deliberately killed someone and then dumped the body here. Thinking of this, my eyes unconsciously looked along the bay, staring towards the end of the water and night.
"What's on the other side of Lychee Bay?"
Dulaosan relied on his one eye to determine the direction, and then spoke in a sighing tone unique to the locals.
"Where is it? That used to be the racecourse of the Geng clan, King of Jingnan. Since the Geng clan moved to Fujian in the first month of the 16th year of Shunzhi, that land was merged into Prince Shang's Mansion."
Still gratifying? This old guy is used to using his power indiscriminately. If one of his subordinates did something like this, Jiang Wen wouldn't be surprised at all.
However, the Tomb of Bones outside Guangzhou City is still in ruins, and the ashes of that year are as bright as snow. If Shang Fan killed a few escaped slaves and civilians alone, there was no need to deliberately throw the corpses into the lake, let alone go to such trouble and trouble. It's so revealing.
"Master Jiang, I have never read a book. I just heard someone talk about this incident outside the tea house by chance."
Du Laosan seemed to be considering his words, searching through his meager internal organs to express something that he couldn't explain.
"They say that these rotten sea drifters are all the hundreds of thousands of people who died when Lu Zuocheng crossed the sea. The people who died at that time had the determination to die, and they would sink stones and swallow iron without any use, even to the point of Hand in hand, unwilling to come out."
"As for the corpses of those survivors, they are still hugged together at the bottom of the river in the middle of the river. Occasionally, they are exposed to the surface of the sea. They are these corpses with broken arms and inhuman shapes..."
"History of the Song Dynasty·Ying Guogong (Second King's Appendix)" records about Lu Xiufu jumping into the sea on his back with the young emperor Zhao Bing on his back: "He threw himself into the sea with Bing in his arms, and many of the harem and ministers died. For seven days, A hundred thousand corpses floated out of the sea." However, the helplessness and tragedy behind it may only be learned quietly from the descendants of those who witnessed it.
Under the clear moonlight, Jiang Wen looked back and found that the scene of beggars snatching corpses was becoming more intense. It was as if the corpse was everything in the eyes of the wild beggars. Only Lychee Bay still maintained a scene of whirling tree shadows.
In front of Lychee Bay, no matter how big life or death is, or how deep the disaster is, it is just a tiny drop of grain hanging between heaven and earth. It is ridiculous for people to sleep in a huge room, but for sad people, they are already crying. , only this stretch of rivers and mountains stood calmly on the side, silent.
But Jiang Wen always didn't want to be that person who just sings from the drum and pretends to be unique - so he remained silent.
As Jiang Wen and his party continued to move forward, the commotion over the bodies gradually stopped. Even the beggars of Lianhua Temple who were slowly marching among the fields stopped and looked eagerly in the same direction.
In that direction, two dilapidated flat-bottomed shallow boats floated from a distance, creating ripples on the water. The hull of the boat was intentionally painted in a red color to attract good luck and avoid evil, to ward off evil and to appear auspicious. It was decorated with exquisite craftsmanship and was carefully decorated. As they walked side by side, the sound of strings and strings of silk and bamboo could be heard.
"Master Jiang, let's listen to the show before leaving."
Du Laosan rubbed his hands slightly excited and hesitated even more, "This is a magical opera boat hired by the government. It is specially used to perform operas at night for ghosts and gods to appease the evil spirits of Lychee Bay. We don't often listen to operas on weekdays. We don't often listen to them. ah……"
Slight singing gradually came from the two opera boats, and it became clearer as the wind of silk and bamboo gradually became stronger. Someone was playing a sad voice using colorful and vulgar lyrics, just like the calm water ghost at the bottom of Lychee Bay. Re-enact the sadness of their dying love.
On the water, there is a longing man and a woman across the boat, dancing gracefully in costumes. What they sing is full of sad and melancholy sounds. When I hear it, I can only think of the empty mountains, the cold moon, and the shallow pines. I always feel that someone from the deep will stand up and respond. Sing to resolve the confusion in your heart.
The opera boat was getting closer and closer at first, and then gradually drifted away from the shore. The two people were hand in hand, falling and rising, as if they were being forced by evil people to chase each other into a dead end. Seeing that there was no hope of survival, the two took out the poison they had collected close to them and decided to go to hell together.
However, at this moment, the makeup artist was bowing to each other, suddenly like the Yan'er couple in a wedding hall. In their cruel words about suicide, there was a hint of shyness and lingering longing for the future, and they were mingled in the shadow of the waves and the sound of oars. , but it just covered up an ominous ripple under the water.
[There is no mandarin duck tent at night with flowers and candles, so it is difficult for the husband to drink arsenic. 】
[I’ll pay my respects and have a glass of wine again. There will be empty tombs for new houses. 】
[I hope they can be buried together, but how can I find a good person to bury them properly? 】
[The mandarin ducks sleep next to each other at the bottom of the water. From now on, new houses will be built on the spring platform. 】
[There is no hope of growing old together, but I want to see——]
[Which lady don’t know what to say? 】
[I want to go to the underworld and look for Pingyangmen Alley...]
