There is an ancient battlefield in the deep mountains near Luolongpo, and it is an ancient village, so people often dig out the broken sword and broken halberd, the daily necessities of the ancients, and gradually gather a group of Taobao people selling antiques in this vicinity, forming a bazaar, which is also a unique scenery in the local area.

Tang Wanyue acted as a tour guide, took me and the fat man to the antique street for a walk, there are a lot of things, there are genuine products, but they are all worthless, and there is no collection value, one afternoon, we walked legs are weak, still empty-handed.

Antiques are sometimes quite mysterious, pay attention to chance, but you can't find it, and you can't get it with money.

Tang Wanyue saw that I was a little lost, and talked about some customs.

She said there is also a story about the origin of the name of Lok Long Po. It is said that hundreds of years ago, there was a mother and son in the river Jiaolong who made waves, which caused floods, ruined lives, and made the people miserable.

At that time, there was a young man who could not bear the suffering of the people, so he stepped forward and led a hundred warriors to kill Jiaolong.

He now took advantage of the dragon's preference for leading water upwells, and set up an ambush in advance, allowing people to stand by the river and scold. Among the two dragons, Zi Jiaolong was the most breathless, and rushed out of the beach first, and was smashed by the warriors who were ambushed here with rolling stones and wood, and was finally killed by the youth.

When the mother Jiaolong saw the tragic death of her young son, she was so grieved that she set off a huge wave of earth-shattering waves, and a hundred warriors were swept away and rushed straight to the young man, vowing to sacrifice his head to the dragon.

The young man deliberately led the female dragon into a valley.

The dragon is the king of beasts in the water, but when it comes to land, its combat effectiveness is greatly reduced.

The young man knew that he would not last long, and he looked up to the sky and roared, causing a landslide, and the rolling rocks buried a man and a dragon into the ground.

Since then, the local wind and rain have been smooth, and in order to commemorate this young man who has become a benevolent man, this place has been changed to Luolongpo to commemorate his exploits in slaying dragons.

I smiled and didn't take it to heart.

There are many legends of dragon slaying in various parts of China, such as Dayu to control the water, lock the dragon well and the like, these legends, mostly reflect the ideals and aspirations of the ancient Chinese people for thousands of years of water control, add them to the mythological color, this kind of legend when the story is heard, but do not have to care about the truth.

After Tang Wanyue finished telling this legend, the three of them returned together, and suddenly saw a crowd of people on the road, forming a circle, and bursting into cheers from time to time.

When I got closer, there were two men, one old and one young, the old one had a gray beard and a burly figure, and the younger one was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a young face, looking like two grandchildren and grandchildren, who were selling on the streets.

The general street art is to play some chest crushing boulders, play martial arts, and then sell some health care drugs or something, but the 'art' that this grandson wants to sell is quite peculiar.

I saw the old man beckoning his grandson to take a bowl of soil, then take out a lotus seed from his body, soak it in boiling water, and plant it in the mud.

"Today, my grandfather and grandson passed by your land and performed a flower for everyone. Uncles and brothers, if you are happy to see it, please give me a lot of rewards. "The old man's beard is white, but he is full of energy.

The grandson said as if he was holding onto it: "As the saying goes, the iron tree does not bloom, and the lotus seeds soaked in boiling water cannot grow. “

The old man smiled: "This is the old man's means, not that I am boasting, I can not only make the dried lotus seed bloom when it is planted, but also make it bloom immediately." ”

The crowd let out a coaxing and exchanged heads: "How is it possible! This old man doesn't blink when he talks big, don't flash his tongue......"

In the face of doubts, the old man was not angry, silently recited a mantra, and poured water into the bowl.