There are poor mountains and bad water here. The mountain is named Nanshan, and there has been a saying since ancient times that tigers emerge from Nanshan. The water is named Mamingjiang, and there is a saying that fish entering the Mamingjiang River will turn into dragons when they cross the pass.
Mamingkou Waterfall passes through Hualong Pass. The turbid waves sweep through the loess on the shore and roar down. It plunges into the Huanglong River with astonishing momentum. Someone once described this place as a galloping warrior. This metaphor is very vivid: Look at it.
Wearing yellow armor, astride a fierce yellow-maned horse, whipping down from the sky. The water is not flowing, but flying and shooting. The speed is so fast that it will be lost even if it is ignored. The huge waves are pushing one by one
One, huge waves hit the rocks, the rocks swallowed up the huge waves, and the huge waves connected with the rocks, twisting, hitting, and repelling each other. The end was full of turbulent foam, running and leaping, occupying all the splendor, beauty, and danger.
Qi, four characters.
Occasionally, hikers will pass by here. Anyone who sees this for the first time can't help but admire that this is a scenic spot on earth. But who knows that at the source of this natural waterfall, there is a small mountain village named Huxiao. The people in the village live a life that is almost like
The poor days of isolation.
Huxiao Village is located on a semi-gentle slope in a mountain col. It has a history of more than 600 years. It is the sixth year of the new century, and the reform and opening up in China outside the mountains has been in full swing for nearly 30 years. Inside the mountains, there is a paradise.
In ordinary Huxiao Village, the villagers still work at sunrise and rest at sundown just like their ancestors did more than 600 years ago.
The only way from the village to the outside of the mountain is a 60-mile mountain trail that has been around for more than 600 years and goes around Ma Mingkou. It is rugged and uneven, with huge height differences and it is difficult for humans and animals to travel. There is no electricity here, so
There are no modern items such as household appliances. The only modern thing in the village is a chain-rail tractor that was acquired in the 1960s, and it has long since become rusty.
In a time of poverty and poverty, one can imagine the tough folk customs in Huxiao Village.
There is a century-old locust tree at the entrance of the village. Although it has withstood hundreds of years of wind and frost, it has become more and more prosperous. The shade is lush and it is a good place to enjoy the cool and relax. During the slack season in midsummer, the weather is so hot that it feels like a fire, so I sit under the shade of the tree.
More than a dozen villagers enjoying the shade were chatting. There were men and women, old and strong. The topics were sad and happy, both meat and vegetables. When the conversation was getting lively, they saw Xu Sanxiao carrying a musk deer, a national first-class protected animal, heading towards
As we walked home, we were followed by the strange yellow tiger that silenced all the dogs and puppies in the village.
The scientific name of this animal is the tabby golden cat, which is different from ordinary golden cats because of its slightly larger size. It mainly preys on rats, rabbits, birds and deer, and also eats poultry, and sometimes attacks sheep and calves. Among the people of Yunnan and Guangxi, it is known as the yellow tiger
It is said that it can jump on the back of a tiger and bite its neck off. The tiger raised by Xu Sanxiao is one meter and a half long from head to tail and weighs more than 30 kilograms. It is really big and rare. It is a black and yellow tiger.
The markings, especially the cold and ruthless eyes, add to the charm of a tiger.
Xu Sanxiao's dress was neither homely nor foreign. He only wore a white sleeveless jacket on his upper body, a pair of blue-gray shorts on his lower body, and a pair of tattered travel shoes that had long since lost their original color. His entire body was covered with clothing.
It was donated by city residents for poverty alleviation. Although he was not well-dressed, the young man had good looks. He had a straight nose, a square mouth, a pair of bright black eyes, and a semiconductor radio the size of a cigarette case hung around his neck. One day
He spent the whole night either listening to storytelling or listening to the news, and he looked unusually lively.
The life of the village is almost isolated from the world. Who cares about the level of protected animals that Xu Sanxiao is carrying? In the eyes of the villagers, the musk deer is just a delicious meal. Dalanzi, the daughter-in-law of the old party secretary Huo Yugui, shouted happily
"Sanwazi, you should treat me." Xu Sanxiao understood the local dialect but never spoke it. He replied in Mandarin: "Hey, this is strange. Why do I want to treat you?"
Lanzi smiled and said: "You are still pretending to be stupid and don't treat the person who is getting married?"
"Getting married?" Xu Sanxiao was stunned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Who told you that I want to get married?"
Da Lanzi curled his lips, clicked his tongue twice and shouted loudly: "Ah, you have learned to act stupid after being out for three days, and you are still pretending to be like that with us? Blind man Zhou asked my father-in-law to get everyone back, and I plan to give it to him in these two days.
Chongxi, you don’t know?”
Xu Sanxiao saw that she said she had a nose and eyes, and he knew that this girl was outspoken and would not talk nonsense, so she finally believed her, and cursed, "You're fucked now!" He hurriedly walked home. Da Lanzi and others came from behind him.
Several aunties laughed wildly. This little boy, who usually either reads or listens to the radio, is quite calm. Now that he hears that he is getting married, isn’t he anxious? A young man in his twenties is trapped here.
In the big ravine, who doesn’t want a wife?
Others under the tree began to talk about Xu Sanxiao. They were all commonplace things. However, there were too few people in Murakami who were qualified to be talked about. Xu Sanxiao was the one with the most stories besides the old party secretary and Zhou Xiazi.
One. An old man said: "It seems that these three boys came to the village with Zhou Xiazi eight years ago, right?" A man in his thirties said: "My opponent, he was still twelve or thirteen years old when he first came here.
My little baby, I don’t know how educated he is, he holds a book there every day and reads, and at night he goes into the mountains like a leopard, staying half the night without returning to the village, and he doesn’t know what he is doing.”
Another person said: "What can he do? Go up the mountain to poach. Haven't you seen that he is always empty-handed every time he comes down the mountain?"
Another person said: "What's the point of not being empty-handed? He exchanged Zhou Xiazi's eight acres of fertile farmland for dozens of miles of barren hills on the northern slope, which were full of hemlock tree stumps that were not easy to burn and did not like to rot, and fast-growing trees that were not allowed to be cut.
Lin, is it okay for farmers not to need land? Who can support his family by hunting these days? I think he is a prodigal."
The forty-year-old village chief Meng Erqiu came out of the canteen at the entrance of the village with his hands behind his back. Under the sun, his bald forehead was particularly conspicuous. He strode forward with his hands behind his back, which was quite powerful. His mouth was curled up, and his eyes were black and white.
Dead fish eyes swept across the faces of the villagers. The villagers immediately fell silent, no one dared to look at them.
The Meng family is the largest family in the village and has a prosperous population. Only Meng Erqiu has nine cousins in his generation, including his two generations.
There are more than twenty. In a village where the rain and dew of this policy cannot nourish and the light of the law cannot shine, Meng Erqiu is the tiger Bailihou in the Baili Mountains under the jurisdiction of Huxiao Village.
There are only three people in Huxiao Village who don't care about the power of the Meng family, and the first one is the old branch secretary Huo Yugui. As a member of the Eighth Route Army, Huo Yugui should have been working somewhere in the city at this time if it weren't for his lack of ambition.
He spent his old age in the rest house. Huo Yugui had three sons. The eldest son joined the army with an old comrade of Huo Yugui more than forty years ago. There is news that he died in the self-defense counterattack in southern Xinjiang. There is also a legend that Huo Yugui agreed to
An old comrade who had no sons gave away his eldest son, and it is said that they never interacted with each other until death. Huo Yugui's second son also did not stay in the village. He had an arm broken by Huo Yugui with a stick more than 20 years ago because of his lifestyle problems, and he left in anger.
The village never came back. The old people in the village who had met Huo Laoer all said that if he hadn't left, Meng Erqiu would probably not be the village chief. Now there is news that Huo Laoer is hanging around in Qingyang City, Qinzhong Province.
The prosperity of the country was booming, and I wanted to go home several times, but I was scared by Huo Yugui's Lao Sanba Da Gai'er who dared not enter the village. At present, only Lao San, who is simple-minded and the least popular, stayed in the village, and Da Lanzi
She is his wife.
The other two people in Huxiao Village who didn't care about Meng Erqiu were Zhou Xiazi and Xu Sanxiao.
Eighty-four-year-old Zhou Xiazi is an old man born in the village. He is also the senior and most knowledgeable elder in Huxiao Village. Since he was taken away by strangers more than 70 years ago, he has been wandering around for many years.
He makes a living by telling fortunes, but he will come back every once in a while. This old man is said to have a half-immortal body, and everyone calls him Zhou Banxian to his face. The reason why he doesn't care about Meng Erqiu is not only because of his age, but also because he has been
He has always been generous and generous, planting terraced fields on the mountains and relying on the sky to make a living. There are always times when there is a shortage of money. Almost all the people in the village have received his financial assistance. The old blind man is highly virtuous and respected. Behind his back, the villagers call him blind man Zhou. In person, except for the old party secretary Huo Yugui, everyone else can do it.
Call me half-immortal grandpa.
Meng Erqiu's family had received help from Zhou Xiazi back then, but now Village Chief Meng didn't even bother to say anything when he saw him. The reason was Zhou Banxian's adopted son Xu Sanxiao. Two years ago, Meng Erqiu acted like a gangster and teased him in front of the canteen at the entrance of the village.
Widow Mi, the proprietress of the canteen, happened to be bumped into by Xu Sanxiao, who had just returned from the city to grab medicine, and received a heavy beating. Afterwards, Meng Erqiu mobilized about 20 strong men from the Meng family to go up the mountain to fight Xu Sanxiao, but they caught up
There was a strange fog on the mountain that day. The men of the Meng family were inexplicably fainted by the fog one by one. In the end, Xu Sanxiao saved them from being eaten by poisonous insects and beasts. No matter how overbearing the Meng family is, they can't.
The truth and the savior continued to play with their lives. The matter of Xu Sanxiao beating Meng Erqiu was over. From then on, people in the village spread the legend that Xu Sanxiao was not a mortal and was protected by gods.
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There was a girl on the kang. She was about eighteen or nineteen years old. She was wearing a light blue denim suit. Her body was tied up and made her figure look exaggerated. Xu Sanxiao opened the door and entered the room and took a look at the girl.
The fresh-blooded young man suddenly felt his nostrils feel hot and his face was slightly red. He said nothing, only nodded to the girl, turned around and exited the room, closed the door, and came to Zhou Banxian's house.
"You old bastard, what kind of demon did you catch with me?" Xu Sanxiao arrived before anyone else arrived and pushed the door open. When he entered the room, he saw Zhou Banxian lying on the kang with a gray face. He couldn't help but be startled and asked hurriedly:
"Old magician, are you possessed by evil spirits? Why do you look so ugly?"
The old man lying on the kang had gray hair and a skinny appearance. His eyes were all gray-white glass flowers. He seemed to be unable to move as he lay there. He was still mumbling something. Hearing Xu Sanxiao enter the room.
After speaking, he fumbled and sat up, sighing and saying: "Seventy-three, eighty-four, if the King of Hell doesn't ask me to go, the end is coming!"
Xu Sanxiao knew that his ability to play tricks was rare in the world. The old man was fine three days ago, so why did he fail so quickly? He glanced at him suspiciously, "Are you really fake here? You can tease me, but
This joke is not very funny."
Zhou Banxian said: "You and I are called master and apprentice, but we are actually good friends. We are closer to father and son. I have raised you and cooperated with you for twenty years. Have I ever had any trouble with you on important matters?" Xu San smiled and scratched his head.
I scratched my head and said yes. Seeing that he looked really worried, I asked with concern: "Is it still the same disease? Why is it so bad this time? I have only been in the mountains for a few days? You were fine when I left last time."
Zhou Banxian sighed: "It's not a disease, it's called evil ghosts calling the door, and life is about to end before the end of life." Xu Sanxiao couldn't help but change his face when he heard this, and said in a solemn and solemn tone: "You and I are both Taoists.
People have never believed in evil spirits and ghosts. You have led me around the world for twelve years. In the past eight years, when have you ever believed in those messy things? Tell me honestly, what is going on?
thing?"
Zhou Banxian sighed and said, "I can't say for sure whether there is a bardo or not, but old man, I know that I am really not going to die soon. What can I do if the hexagrams are like this?"
Xu Sanxiao said: "The ghosts and inefficiencies of the hexagrams are all caused by the human heart. This is what you taught me. How come I believe this ghost trick when it happens to me today?"
Zhou Banxian shook his head and said: "I can't tell you clearly. Once a person has reached the level of cultivation, he can still figure out when he will die. This time is different from the last time. If you want to save me, unless something great tragedy or joy stimulates you to seek survival."
With the thought, I might be able to live another two years longer."
Xu Sanxiao said: "So you thought of asking me to marry you to celebrate your happiness?" Then he looked angry and said: "You have eaten all the food in the world for seventy years until your stomach is full? Even if you don't know about this kind of thing?
Those who break the law should at least know that the girl in the room over there is not voluntary, right? Have you forgotten how you forced me to swear in front of the ancestor that you are not allowed to rape, steal or commit adultery? What do we think? Are you just like that?
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Zhou Banxian felt a little happy when he heard what he said, but he didn't argue with him and lay down slumped with a sad look on his face.
Xu Sanxiao rolled his eyes and waved his hands: "Okay, I agree to marry that woman, but there is a condition." Zhou Banxian rolled his eyelids, "You say it!"
Xu Sanxiao said: "There are five miraculous arts in the heretical Taoism. You taught me how to control animals, observe Feng Shui's luck, fascinate gods, and fish and dragon illusions. There is only one Fangzhongshu, which you refuse to teach.
If I agree to the happy thing, you can teach me this last miraculous skill."
Zhou Banxian steeled himself and asked him: "Why do you insist on learning this concierge's technique for no reason?"
"To nourish one's nature and live one's life, even if you don't seek enlightenment, this is a hundred-year-old science. Why not learn it?" Xu Sanxiao said casually.
Zhou Banxian didn't care about this question anymore and asked instead: "What do you want to do after you learn these skills in this life?"
Xu Sanxiao also scratched his head. He really hadn't thought about what to do before. After thinking for a while, he suddenly remembered the situation at the mountain city highway intersection two years ago. He didn't dare to express his feelings to Zhou Banxian directly. He joked: "After that incident,
Both of us have sworn that we will never eat anything from this bowl of rice in the world. We have lived in this village to learn skills from you for eight years. In the end, we found that the skills we learned are still the same as those in the world.
I’m confused too, should I go back to my old job?”
Zhou Banxian twisted his beard and said, "Don't I know what you're thinking? You'd better tell the truth."
Xu Sanxiao rolled his eyes and looked at the old blind man with a sincere look on his face, then said: "Okay, I admit that I can't do my job anymore. In fact, what can a big person like me do that can't just eat a bowl and save money? But I thought about it.
Nowadays, the world is good, but sometimes it is fucked up, so I feel that nothing is as comfortable as being an official."
Zhou Banxian laughed with a sarcastic look on his face, shook his head and said: "If you don't feel comfortable being an official, you won't feel comfortable being an official. You kid wants to be an official just to make yourself uncomfortable. You, a semi-literate person who has never been to elementary school, want to join the officialdom.
Do you think this was sixty years ago? If you knew a few words, you would be considered a highly educated person."
Xu Sanxiao curled his lips and said: "Your views are scholarly and pedantic. Nothing is difficult in the world, only those who are willing to do it. As long as I dare to think and do it, there are no rules that are set in stone. I want to be an official. You say freedom is not an official."
, but I just want to ask you a question."
Zhou Banxian said: "You can speak freely today."
"What kind of thing is Meng Erqiu out there in the mountains? He is a bastard who eats, drinks, whores, gambles and smokes. Even if Huang Hu bites him, it will stink. Just such a thing, in this village, his words will be...
It's an imperial edict, and he can do whatever he wants. Why does he have the right to do whatever he wants? Isn't it just because he is a small village official? An official as big as a sesame seed and a pea grain that does not exist in the system has such great power. How dare you tell me that you are an official?
uneasy?"
Yo? The boy refused to accept it, and even said the same thing.
Zhou Banxian had seventy years of experience in the world, so he would not allow this kid to be rampant. He said: "As far as I know, officials have to have diplomas from ancient times to the present. In the past, they were called imperial examinations, Jinshi, the top pick, and now they are called undergraduates.
Master's and doctoral students, you are nothing, this is one of them; even if a few special people who have not studied for a few days become high officials and steal high positions, it is the result of the times creating heroes. In peaceful times, enlightenment and prosperity, you
Firstly, for a poor boy without an astonishing background, and secondly, for a poor boy without incredible wealth, having this idea is nothing more than wishful thinking. The so-called life is only three taels, so don’t ask for half a pound. I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible and stay in the village to be a farmer.
When you meet the right talent, just pass on the heretical stuff I taught you, and that’ll be it for the rest of your life.”
Xu Sanxiao sneered and said: "You are a stuffed man and don't know how hungry a man is. You have been struggling in the world for seventy years, and you have been more brilliant than you are. Now, even though you are living in seclusion in this small village just like me, you are depressed and aggrieved."
, but at least you still have something to brag about. I, Zhou Zhirou, was once the thirty-second generation Taoist master of Taoism. During the Republic of China, there were 800,000 followers who supported us in eating, drinking, having fun, whoring and gambling, which is the joy of life.
Isn't it just that when you were young, you did two awesome things, and when you are old, you brag about them every day? You did brag a lot, but I haven't done anything here yet."
"Damn it, when did the old man say that I was a prostitute and a gambler? The old man called it a rebellion back then!" Zhou Banxian first defended. Seeing that Xu Sanxiao took it seriously, he couldn't help but laugh and said: "Xu Sanxiao, you
Do you know what are the requirements for becoming an official in this day and age?"
Xu Sanxiao thought about it seriously and said, "Have a good father or a reliable and good connection in the officialdom." Zhou Banxian asked, "Then what do you have?"
With my skills and the knowledge I have honed in the vast world in the past few years, if I don’t have a biological father, I can still ask for a godfather. It doesn’t matter, I will be able to get a relationship sooner or later. Anyway, you just said it today, and I have decided to do it in the future.
Went in this direction."
Zhou Banxian did not persuade him anymore, but said: "What you just said is not the most important thing about being an official. It is important to have a good father, but a good father and mother are not as good as yourself. A general has no talent. Qin Shihuang's father
He was a king, but he became the great emperor who unified the six countries. Zhu Yuanzhang's father was a farmer, but he became the Taizu of the Ming Dynasty. That's why the second half of the sentence calls men to strengthen themselves." He added: "Besides, it's really good to build relationships.
It’s important, but sometimes if you don’t have a good relationship, you will get yourself into trouble. In official circles, it may be because of a wrong sentence or a wrong order of lighting a cigarette. If you build the wrong relationship, you will fall into a situation that is beyond redemption. The most important thing about being an official is
It is necessary to have eyesight. You can live in officialdom without eyesight, but you must not have eyesight! To develop a good eye and be able to identify a slender future giant shark from a group of salmon, such a talent??????
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"Are you feeling well?" Xu Sanxiao suddenly interrupted. Ignoring Zhou Banxian's reaction, he started to walk out, "Just stay at home and lie down. I brought down some wooden blocks from the handicraft factory in town a few days ago.
I gave Lao Cui the deposit, and I just have time to do it today. I exchanged the money so that I can treat you to a wedding to celebrate your happiness." After saying that, he slammed the door and left.
Zhou Banxian sat up with a solemn expression, shook his head and said to himself: "It's not long since I returned to my hometown. I still can't trust you before I go on the road." He sighed with deep emotion from his heart and then said: "Master, I'm here.
I clearly see that this kid has a bad background and is too deeply involved in the underworld. My disciple is afraid that he will cause trouble to the world in the future, so I have to take this step. As long as he is upright and enlightened in his heart, this test will not be difficult for him, and my disciple will have no regrets.