Come to think of it, I am almost 60 years old, and I have also reached the age of "ear shun". But today, the long-lost title of "Captain Touching Gold" suddenly jumped into my ears, which is really harsh! Although, anyone with a little bit of historical knowledge knows that "Captain Touching Gold" is a sect on the rivers and lakes that specializes in tomb robbing and making a living, what I want to say is: There is no one in this world who knows its meaning and secrets better than me!

I was born in 1960, and in the winter when I was eight years old, our family of four was eating hot pot. Several young people wearing army green clothes and pants, red badges on their sleeves, and green military hats

Broke into the house and said: I was chilled when I saw that we only cared about eating hot pot, and ignored their hard work of cleaning up the residual poison for New China.

When my parents heard this, they trembled. My grandfather smiled slightly and asked: According to what you say, New China is not clean and even affects you? Since you're cold, why don't you sit down and eat some?

My grandfather was born with a hard temper, he was very famous in my family, and he also had a nickname: "The Devil". Before liberation, he was a yuppie who was engaged in "black business" at home, proficient in Chinese history, only half a foot needed to see paintings, and he could see the truth and falsehood at a glance, a glance, and a touch, and never missed. Such a skill makes him very respected, and he is proud of it.

When I arrived at the pig farm, I asked him: Grandpa, weren't you afraid at that time? Grandpa snorted and said: The devil magnifies the cannon, and the master is not stunned! Xiao Nizi, I'm still "cold", I think it's "hot eyes"!

When the girl heard this, she was so angry that she began to search her house, ripped off the plum blossom picture painted by my grandfather, and said: This painting is painted in red, green, and green, and it is singing the praises of spring, that is, the praise of bourgeois warmth! After saying that, he kicked the hot pot, and the boiling hot soup and burning fire in the pot rushed towards me, and my grandfather was quick to pull the tablecloth over and take me into his arms.

Grandpa shouted: "Fuck your fart!" In your heart the bourgeoisie is spring? Even the founding leader wrote "Yongmei"! ”

Other boys searched for my dad's "lifeline" - Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup. My dad stared closely, his eyes bloodshot and bulging, like the cheeks of a cool summer frog. It was as if a speck of dust the size of a pinpoint would puncture his thin pair of eye membranes, causing him to break down and cry blood. However, the thin, crisp and snow-white porcelain tiles of the Doucai chicken bowl cup are much sharper than the dust! My dad covered his eyes and screamed as if the pieces of porcelain had pierced his eyes, and then a mouthful of bright red blood was sprayed onto the ground. He cried and shouted: I deserve to die! I am a sinner through the ages! Over the centuries, through the hands of many predecessors, it has been passed to me, and it has been broken! As he spoke, he vomited blood.

My grandfather was so angry that he kicked over the table and knocked down the little boy who smashed the cup, because this grandfather had his left leg and ribs broken, leaving him with a lifetime of coughing up blood and being lame.

The young men pulled out old photos of my mother at 20 with curly hair, and scalded her head with boiling water. My mom contracted tetanus and passed away.

Later, my father was also locked up in a straw hut for several days without water and rice, and he died of exhaustion.

My grandfather liked to wear white clothes and had a serious cleanliness fetish. In order to let him "receive socialist labor education", the organization sent him to a labor camp in Fuxian County, Shaanxi Province to raise pigs.

One night in that pigsty, grandpa seemed a little lonely, his eyes revealed a little sadness, at that time I was still young, and I didn't understand the loss in grandpa's heart, so I stared at the big eyes like copper bells, and asked grandpa: "Grandpa, grandpa, what's wrong with you?" ”。 Grandpa glanced down at me lightly, gently stroked my head with his thick palm, and said kindly, "Child, do you want to listen to a story?" ”。“ Tale? I love to hear stories! ”。 As I spoke, I sat down in my grandfather's arms. Grandpa's eyes deepened, and he lightly told a story from a long time ago.

Grandpa said: "Fu County, called Yanzhou in the Tang Dynasty, is nearly 600 miles away from the ancient capital of Chang'an. Chang'an, the imperial capital of the 13th Dynasty, is very prosperous. It's just that a black dog can dig twice on the ground with its paws, and it can dig out a few "meat dumplings" and even a dragon tower."

I argued: "There is no dragon tower, only a pigsty". Grandpa smiled and hugged me to his lap. Asked me, "Stinky boy, do you know what a dragon tower is?" Do you dare to say no? I said, "It's the building with the dragon, the building of the dragon king!" ”。

Grandpa smiled and said, "That's the Dragon King Temple you're talking about!" Listen to grandpa tell you what the Dragon Tower is: The so-called Dragon Tower is a good place to let the captain of the gold school go in and get meat dumplings! ”。

"Meat dumplings, Jinhua ham stuffing is delicious."

"Hey! It's really a donkey's lips and a horse's mouth, and I don't know if you have such a talent opportunity." As he spoke, my grandfather took off a pendant with gold minions from his neck and put it around my neck, and I picked it up and looked at it:

It was more than an inch long, and the upper third of the thing was drilled with gold for threading. Underneath the gold-filled is a black, translucent, hard, sharp hook-shaped object, on which there are ancient and mysterious graphics and words, but for the young me, the only thing I can pay attention to or feel is the touch of its material. Moist and smooth, but not like jade, porcelain, stone, shellfish and the like are separated from the skin by a layer. It's smooth/moisturizing, skin-friendly, and a bit like a horn comb. However, it was cold. When you put your finger on it for a moment, you can see a thin layer of water vapor gradually evaporating, narrowing the area of the watermark. This kind of coldness is the kind of cold that makes people's pores instinctively locked. Later, I learned that the feeling was not cold, but cold, a kind of cold that penetrated through the bones. This "coldness" is where its aura lies. No matter how clever an antique liar is, even if he finds the same material and looks similar, he can only deceive the eyes of outsiders, but not the feeling of people. Those who feel that as long as they touch it once, they can't be coaxed anymore.

My grandfather asked me, "Do you understand?" I said, "What a strange thing this is!" Chilly! Grandpa seemed to be taken aback and didn't believe it, and hurriedly reached over and touched my arms. There was an irrepressible surprise that shouted: "Creation!" Good luck! From today onwards, Captain Jin will have a successor! ”。

Then, my grandfather no longer laughed at me, but like a teacher, he pointed out the hook-like object to me little by little, and said: The words on the gold head of this lanyard are read as "touch gold", which is the seal of the Han Dynasty. This thing is called "Touching the Golden Fu", and it is the identity authentication of the orthodox Touching Golden Captain.

The body of the gold talisman is covered with flying tiger stripes used to ward off evil spirits. The hook at the bottom is the finger claw of the pangolin, and legend has it that the pangolin opened the mountain with a ghostly spirit. The gold talisman uses the fingers and claws of the pangolin as the raw material for making it, and it is precisely because of the effect of this evil spirit. However, to make a gold talisman is not just to take off a pangolin finger bone can be used, it must be used the sharpest claws of the pangolin, first soaked in the ditch in the mountain for 7749 days, but also buried in the dragon tower 100 meters deep underground, borrowing the leyline aura for 800 days. Finally, please Qin Tianjian to observe the stars, check the time and calendar, the auspicious day of the zodiac can be on the shape of the device, and then ask the fairy road to play Jiao, and the monk enlightened. Finally, prayers and divination are carried out to obtain the auspicious hexagram before they can be worn.

Grandpa said: "The title of "school captain" appeared in the last years of the Warring States period, and reached its peak in the Han Dynasty, and its status was second only to the generals, holding thousands of troops and horses in his hands. The title of "touching gold" is even more legendary, not only later evolved into a synonym for tomb robbery, even if it is only from a literal point of view, any literate "layman" who hears this name will definitely know: touch the gold captain, that is a "rich and noble" person.

During the Three Kingdoms period, Cao Cao dominated the north and coerced the Son of Heaven to order the princes to dominate the world. Liu Bei occupied Jingzhou and Yizhou in Sichuan and Shu as the emperor's uncle, and Zhuge Wuhou repeatedly made strange plans. Sun Quan occupies the danger of Jiangdong, father and son, brothers, strong soldiers and horses, and the soldiers are full of food. These three warlords divided the whole world into a three-legged situation, conquered each other, and the world was constantly at war. And the title of "Touching the Golden Captain" was given by Cao Cao.

I asked: Captain Touching Jin is a tomb robber, so what is a tomb robbery?

Grandpa said, "It's digging up the graves of the dead."

Hearing this, countless questions flashed through my young mind. I know that you must also be curious about "Captain Touching Gold".

For example: What is the motive for the first captain to rob the tomb of the golden captain? In those days, he was not afraid of breaking the law and not dying well? Aren't you afraid of being sent to hell after death, and you can't be reborn forever? Whose grave must be dug up like that?

If the title of "Touching Gold Captain" is a reward given by Cao Cao, then why do others have to die when they dig graves, but he is so rewarded for digging graves? Then Cao Cao's power is all over the world, how can he elevate a tomb robber to such an extent? And let him start a sect and specialize in tomb robbing?

Besides, in the tomb robbery industry, it is the gold touching faction with the most rules. But why so many rules? Is the origin of these rules a lesson learned? If so, then that means that "people light candles, ghosts blow out lamps" because the first "Captain Touching Gold" really experienced it when he robbed the tomb? "The rooster cries and the lamp is not touched", "three do not take one", before these rules are discovered and summarized, if there is a person in the door who inadvertently violates it, what kind of danger will it encounter?

The story of the ancestor of the Golden Captain, my grandfather told it for many years, until he was dying, and he hung with an unwilling heart, and told me the ending of the life of the Golden Captain, in order to let me understand it: The secret of the Golden Fu has been passed down for thousands of years.

When I first heard the story of "Captain Touching Gold", I was scared, but I couldn't help but covet the excitement of anticipation and curiosity. This feeling is probably like a gluttonous "glutton" who misses the pure beauty of puffer fish soup. There is indeed a great similarity between the two: when the soup is in the mouth, the story is heard, and the happiness and satisfaction brought to people's hearts are the same. Knowing that puffer fish is poisonous, there is no solution to it, so I want to drink it; I know that the story is terrible, and I will never forget it, and I will listen to it again. So Su Dongpo said a very incisive and short sentence after drinking puffer fish soup: "It's worth that death", after listening to the story of Captain Jin and understanding all his secrets, I only had four words to express when I asked myself: never give up.

Who would have thought? I was so humble at the time, but I had another prominent identity: my ancestor turned out to be the captain of the touching gold.