Chapter 522: Wu Xie's Private Notes · Ping Sanmen

Among the three people in Ping Sanmen, the first two are already familiar. Only the sixth-ranked black-backed sixth is relatively unfamiliar. His story can be explained in detail.
Chen Pi A Si
Chen Pi, the fourth and fourth grandfather, I am afraid that he is the best player in the old nine door. The one-hand iron ball is more accurate than the gun. The nine-claw hook can hook back raw eggs more than ten meters away.
Chen Pi A Si was the earliest apprentice of February Yuehong, because he was extremely talented, he was taken out of class. In terms of Dali, Changsha Tufu Kungfu will never pass on outsiders. From a small perspective, Zhejiang people ca n’t sing a flower-drum show, so it is unique. Outsiders therefore speculate that there may be some unknown origins between Er Yuehong and Chen Pi'a. Unfortunately, the truth has long been scattered in history.
If most of the legends of Shangsanmen are English names, beautiful names, or city gossip, most of the legends of Pingsanmen are notorious. Especially Chen Pi A Si, the most notorious.
Assuming that half of Lee is a big rogue, Chen Pi Asi is an aircraft carrier in the rogue. Almost everyone knows that this person can do everything. He is best known as a murderer. When he is an apprentice, he is often rich and dying.
Chen Pi Asi is different from other people. He is extremely generous and has almost no family business. The things that are turned back immediately play Huo Guang, so when his apprentice can be rich overnight. He teaches apprenticeship skills from the perspective of "functionality". Before pouring a bucket, he will first carefully consider it to the point of foolproofness, and then find someone who thinks fit, teach them something, and then fight. Success is completed, otherwise it is absolutely not responsible for the life and death of these people. If he encounters the situation after going to the ground, he is often the only one who gets away. It is said that even if it can save you, he will not reach out in order to prevent future troubles. It ’s common to use people as substitutes for death when you are in danger.
Mixing with Chen Pi A is a kind of gambling in itself. You never know when it will be sold or when you will make a fortune.
However, Chen Pi Asi also has an advantage, that is to say one or two, he will first explain clearly the risks you are about to take, and wo n’t rely on the accounts you deserve after you succeed. Artists are brave, and many unscrupulous masters will choose to depend on him. This group of people are desperate. The craftsmanship is extremely superb. When the momentum is the most powerful, except for the half-cut Lee, the other two doors are taboo against them.
The most earth-shattering things this group of people have ever done is so vicious that it is unbelievable.
Once, they came to a village and found that the terrain is very strange, so they inquired about the legend in the local area, knowing that the snow in this village was very early.
If there is a problem with the geology below the village, it will cause the ground temperature to be slightly higher than other places, and the snow will naturalize earlier. Chen Pi Asi feels that there is a drama, I am afraid there is something good below.
But where is it? There are too many dwellings, and there is no way to judge. Under desperation, one can only find them one by one. Working in the village is no worse than in the wild, there are too many eyes, and progress is very slow.
At the beginning, they wanted to buy the most critical house, but there were too many people living in the big yard of that person, and it was very troublesome to talk about. Chen Pi'a, four hearts and one heart, made a gesture and slaughtered!
That night, a group of people touched the house, took out the towels and hooked pineapple scimitar, killed all the people in the big yard, piled the corpses into the inner room, sprinkled with lime, and then lived in the courtyard in a dignified place. Start to explore the ground.
However, after searching for a long time, he found that there was nothing under the house and the place was wrong.
Chen Pi A Si, of course, did not give up. He sneaked into the next door the next night, painted the gourd and then killed all the people. Therefore, it is still wrong to repeat the technique.
Repeatedly, more and more people died, and the first person to kill was already stinky. The people of Chen Pi A Si are like night monsters, killing people like a chinchilla every night. At the end, which one to kill tonight was entirely determined by the dice.
Half a month later, most of the people in the village were killed, and Chen Pi Asi discovered that he had made a wrong judgment this time, and there was no ancient tomb. Frustrated, he simply set fire to the village and wiped out the remaining forty lives in one fell swoop, including the child and the pregnant woman.
This matter became a serious case. Later, an apprentice was drunk and stabbed out. All the people involved were shot dead. Only Chen Pia escaped alone and walked to Guangxi, so he encountered a hanging mirror in Wofoling. The erotica.
I can't imagine the extent to which the former Chen Pi A Si was so fierce. What I can understand is that after avoiding Guangxi, he converged a lot. That big case changed him somewhat.
Wu Old Dog, Five Dogs
Wu Laogou is my grandfather, the first generation of Wu family in Changsha, the orthodox tufu from the village of Robber's Tomb, his nose was abandoned in the early liberation period. His helper is too familiar, no need to recount, just mention a little.
My grandfather, like Chen Pi Asi, also experienced a major case, and the case was of a higher rank. It was the Warring States silk case.
This was a sensational case at that time, because it involved too broad, and can not say too much. In short, it almost led to the complete reshuffle of Changsha Tufuzi. My grandfather came to Hangzhou after being deceived, and only now has the situation.
Why is the dog's reputation so great? The reason is this. But this is not a good name. After all, in that storm, so many people went to prison, so many people fell to the ground, only my grandfather survived, there will be some rumors.
In my own feeling, that incident was the beginning of the attention given to Changsha Laojiumen and the beginning of the ban. Grandpa has been living in a simple, sincerely low-key manner, so it's hard not to be surprised to hear someone suddenly ask him.
The five masters of dog king, of course, the most interesting is the dog he raised.
My grandfather is a dog nerd and has a lot of dogs. He knows a lot about dogs. At the same time, he also eats dog meat, and he eats the most, very strange.
His favorite dog is called Sancun Nail. It is a very small Tibetan Mastiff. It is not naturally raised. It is only a few hundred grams.
My grandfather said that this kind of dog is also the most vigilant dog. It does not trust strangers very much, and it is difficult to get its trust. If you feel someone is mischievous, you can alert the owner in your sleeve. It happened that my grandfather didn't believe people very much after the accident. The coldness of the world made him cold, so he always carried the dog. But after landing in Hangzhou, it is much better. There are not so many right and wrong here in Changsha.
My eye-catching look at the three-inch nails was derived from something Grandpa said.
He has always been afraid of ghosts and gods, but there are exceptions.
Once, he went to Nanning, Guangxi, lived in a guest house, and went to the public toilet that night, and found that the place was a bit strange, as if it had been remodeled, and all around was nailed with wooden boards.
He ate his stomach badly, looking at the gap between the wooden boards while pulling, and it turned out to be an iron door.
He thought about it and realized that it was the boss who separated the corridor from a space of about one or two square meters into a toilet. This door was originally at the end of the corridor.
Strange, so there is no room left? Why does the boss do this?
The plank was flexible, and the nails were rotten. He opened it and looked at it. He found that the iron door behind him was rusty. There were traces of ingot candles on the door, but the door seam was welded to death.
Iron gate is a kind of fence gate, and there is a wooden door in it, which is regarded as the earliest anti-theft door. Reach out and push. The wooden door is unlocked and can be pushed open.
With my grandfather's guts, of course, it is impossible to be scared just because of this, just push it directly with your hands, trying to push the wooden door wide open to see what happened. I couldn't think of pushing it away for a distance, and I bumped into something at once and couldn't push it away. Pushing a few more hard, he realized that it was wrong, not because it was stuck.
The door is stuck, it seems to be an individual.
He took a breath and immediately closed the wooden door, and turned away. Behind him, there was a faint sound of the wooden door breaking open.
Went back to his room, he felt something strange, but after waiting for a while, there was no other movement and he did not want to think about it. There are too many strange things in the past, maybe the boss here has a voyeurism.
Until midnight, he suddenly felt uncomfortable and smelled a very strange smell. Opening his eyes in confusion, I saw at the head of the bed a very tall person with an unusually long head, with a height and head length, it must be more than two meters, but it was as thin as firewood, and there was no clothes The skin on the body seemed to be transparent under the moonlight penetrating through the window.
Look again, the three-inch nail is lying on him at the moment, very calmly staring at the two-meter-tall monster, not only does not bark, but is not afraid at all.
After, Grandpa fell asleep again. When I woke up again, it was already dawn, and everything was fine, recalling the situation at night, I was in a cold sweat.
After leaving Nanning, he had been grudged about this matter. What is that weirdo? The appearance of the three-inch nails at the time also surprised him.
Later, I was asked, and someone told him that the weirdo was a bit like a deformity patient. As for the Tibetan Mastiff, that is the Tibetan buddha dog, and the dogs under the Bodhisattva seat are generally kept in temples. That night, you might lie on you, perhaps to save your life.
Because of this, the three-inch nail became the most popular one of the dozen dogs he raised. The dog was indeed a bit divine. On the third day of my grandfather's death, it disappeared and never appeared again. Maybe it was stolen and eaten by people in chaos!
Black Back Six
Speaking of black-backed sixth, there is an allusion.
It is said that sometimes, the Tufuzi went down to the tomb and didn't feel anything unusual. When he climbed out of the burrow, he suddenly felt that someone could not pull his shoulders. That's how the nickname "Black Back Lao Liu" came in. He has a black handprint on his shoulder, which is said to be "made".
Said that when encountering this kind of thing, close your eyes and blow a sigh of relief, blow away the shoulder-handed hand, the greater the strength, the higher the success rate. After blowing, you can't look back, or you will definitely see something unpleasant.
The black-backed Liu Liu is a very low-key person, and even Grandpa has little contact with him, only knowing that he was once a "swordsman" in Shaanxi.
What is a swordsman? First look at a record in Shaanxi County Zhili:
The Swordsman Club is a chivalrous organization unique to the lower-level people in the Guanzhong region. Its members usually carry a "Guanshan Sword" made by Lintongguanshan Town (now Yanliang District), which is about three feet long and less than two inches wide. The shape is special and extremely sharp, so the people call it the swordsman.
Swordsman was born in the early years of Qing Xianfeng. There is no fixed organization, form, or strict discipline, but there is a character like a leader. Everyone is called a certain brother. The people below him are brothers. activity.
The swordsmen are scattered into various groups of different sizes. These people have always had the spirit of rebelling against the ruling class, but also have the ambition to fight against each other and help each other. During the Revolution of 1911, a large number of swordsmen participated in it, stepped on the stage of history, exerted the spirit of chivalrous spirit, and threw a head for the revolution.
Today, the Weibei Plain swordsman has become a distant history, just like the Guanshan sword that has been washed for more than 100 years. Legends and stories slowly rust and lose their original appearance ─
Speaking of the commonality of the nine admirals, it should be wisdom. Whether it is a conspiracy or a normal strategy, these people have the same brain as a person. In the environment at the time, this was a necessary skill. The black-backed sixth is a special case. There are no rumors in this regard, and he is the only one from nine gates.
It doesn't take a brain to be a swordsman, because their swords are always faster than their brains. In the days in the northwest, the black-backed old man had a life of licking blood at the knife edge. He really pinned his head to the waistband of his pants, every day. So after he came to Changsha, there was only this kind of service mode. How fast is his knife? It is the so-called "passing the city down the street and falling into the head". He walked on the street, walking past you, your head fell off, and no one could find out who was wielding the knife.
I don't know if this has been exaggerated, but the black-backed sixth in Changsha is indeed very unpopular, because his style is completely northwestern, and he is so quiet that no one can communicate with him. He was fighting to take things and sell them. There was no apprentice and he was alone. The people on the road have always wondered whether he would hack the dumplings underground?
Such a lone warrior, often immersed in the gentle township of one or two people, and then fighting for jealousy, this is the case of the black-backed Liuliu.
Wen Rou Township is a hero mound. He smoked opium and lived in a brothel all night, only looking for an old prostitute. Once the old prostitute was forcibly sold, the black-backed old six actually walked alone for thousands of miles, and took her back with a single knife.
Because of smoking opium, he often enters a state of madness, practicing knives every day at midnight, until he is exhausted, and he shrinks to one side during the day, like a beggar. It feels like a maniac, and he is accompanied by an old prostitute and a sharp knife, just like the plot in many martial arts novels. Whether they simply need each other, or otherwise, there is no way to guess.
Why did this person enter the nine gates? Grandpa said, probably because he happened to be the black back old sixth. At the beginning, they called him A Liu.
The black-backed sixth man is a very reticent person, but it is precisely this special character that makes him very outstanding. Everyone, big and small, knows him, doesn't dare to provoke him, and there is no need to harm him. He became an alien.
In the late liberation period, there were once Red Guards who wanted to fight him. He killed three people in a row in his seventies, and was later killed by the army.
However, there are also rumors that he was completely mad before he was killed, because he never took protective measures in the fight, and he collapsed in less than fifty years. The old prostitute had already died first, and his last years were like a mixture of beggars and Kong Yiji. He sold some small bits and pieces to sell for some wine. After liberation, opium was banned and rusty nails were eaten instead.
This person is not a complete tomb thief, but he is not a rogue, nor a ranger, no one can give him a definition. As is typical of the old society, there is no pursuit, no desire, and no wisdom.
If there is a target that can be entrusted, he may be able to become a good buddy. Maybe he will get married under the arrangement of the head, and slowly learn to love. When he has a home and a child, he starts to feel a little bit of life.
It is a pity that the only thing I have is the word "alive".
I will regard the old prostitute as the interface between the black back old Liu and the real world. Maybe he can only feel his existence when having with her. As soon as she died, he was completely disconnected from the world, and only lived in her own world, so she was crazy.
──It is not a fight, but it is despair.
I am here to respect the black-backed sixth.