Chapter 5 Three Teachings and Nine Streams
Hey, what do you do? I tried to stop him.
But I never expected that the man in black flipped his wrist and showed a serrated dagger from his cuff. Before I could react, I saw a flash of cold light, accompanied by a soft click, the hemp rope tied to the mast broke in response, and the hemp rope volleyed out in an S shape, and sank into the water.
Giggles! The man in black laughed grimly.
Father! It was as if I had been pricked with a needle in the heart, and it hurt terribly. Without the protection of hemp rope, the underwater grandfather is likely to be swept away by the turbulent current. And this smiling bastard in front of him is the murderer who killed his grandfather!
My eyes lit up all at once, and all that was left in my mind was desperate thoughts.
Bastard, you killed my grandfather, go die! I lifted the penny and stabbed the man in black with all my might.
The tip of the penny was pointed, and the man in black quickly turned around, twisted his waist, and stabbed the penny against his waist, making a bloody cut.
Mother, little bunny, let's go down with your dead ghost grandpa! The man screamed and roared and pounced.
We have no grievances with you, but you killed my grandfather, I will fight with you! Ah, my childish voice echoed across the water, and I was like a mad little wolfdog, and my blood was boiling.
The man in black kept waving his dagger, his dagger was extremely sharp, and the cold light was swirling, but when he heard the clattering sound, the penny of the boat was broken inch by inch, and the man came to me with a cruel smile: Little rabbit, suffer death!
I dropped the last half of the boat, staggered back a step, and suddenly tripped over the eight-treasure bag on the ground, and fell to the ground.
The ugly face of the man in black shook before my eyes, and he slowly raised his dagger.
I didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and my little hand stretched out into the eight treasure bag, just grabbing the black donkey's hooves.
At the moment when the man in black bent over, I raised my hand and threw the black donkey's hooves heavily at the door of the man in black.
Ah! The man in black screamed, and his left eye was hit by the black donkey's hoof, which hurt him so much that he had a gold star in his eyes, and he covered half of his cheek and retreated several meters.
The black donkey's hooves were as hard as iron lumps, and though I didn't have much strength, the throw at close range smashed the bastard's left eyelid, and a wisp of blood ran down his fingers.
I'll kill you! I'll kill you! The man in black roared and screamed, clutching his dagger, and approached me step by step.
At this time, I suddenly heard a cold voice behind the man in black: You are going to kill my grandson, with my consent?
Father! I opened my eyes wide and looked behind the man in black with surprise and joy, only to see my grandfather standing on the deck wet, his face sinking into the water, his eyes a little red, with a hint of fierceness.
The man in black shook suddenly, and immediately turned to look at his grandfather, with deep surprise in his tone: You, you're not dead?
Grandpa snorted coldly, and his right hand pulled out the corpse pen from his back waist, his eyes were like torches: You are the one who laid the corpse array here, right?
The man in black had a sharp look in his eyes, and his eyes flashed with violence: Stinky old man, who are you? Why did you destroy my corpse? Why did you steal my woman's corpse? Do you know how hard it was for me to find a female corpse like that? Why are you meddling?
Grandpa's corpse pen was raised, and the invisible domineering spirit surged out of his body: The area around the Sichuan River is my territory, and I will never allow bad things to be done on my territory! Hmph, I see you have a red lotus tattoo on the back of your neck, if I'm not mistaken, you should be a fisherman in the Nine Streams faction, right?
The man in black narrowed his eyes and scolded in a deep voice: Dead old man, you still have some experience! Now that you know I'm a fisherman, why don't you get out of here?
Hahaha! Grandpa laughed loudly, then his eyes sank, and he scolded sharply: Lao Tzu specializes in fighting people of the Nine Schools!
Before the words fell, the grandfather's figure flickered, and he didn't see how the grandfather stepped on his legs, but the figure flickered, and the grandfather had appeared in front of the man in black.
The man in black was obviously taken aback, he didn't expect his grandfather to be so skilled.
Without waiting for the man in black to react, the grandfather made a lightning move, and the corpse pen clicked three times on the chest of the man in black.
Whew!
Grandpa's sleeves flicked, and the corpse pen turned in a circle in his palm, floating and retreating.
Look at the man in black again, his face was full of depravity, and he knelt straight in front of his grandfather.
Grandpa pointed at the man in black and said coldly: Today, I will spare you a dog's life, but I will just abolish your martial arts, and you will go back to where you came from! Also, go back and tell the fisherman to be in charge, and our Chuanjiang Geng family will never forget him!
Grandpa's last sentence will not be forgotten, he gritted his teeth, revealing deep hatred.
The man in black kept his head down, his shoulders shook violently, and the big cold sweat fell down like broken beads, and soon gathered into a puddle of water on the deck.
Don't get out of here! Grandpa snorted.
The man in black got up from the ground tremblingly, climbed back to his fishing boat, pulled up the anchor, and the black fishing boat went down the water, and soon disappeared from our sight.
Xiao Qi, are you okay? Grandpa put away his fiery gaze and looked back at me with concern.
It's okay! That bastard cut the rope just now, I thought that grandpa, when you said this, I couldn't hold back the love in my heart anymore, and threw myself into my grandfather's arms and cried loudly.
Grandpa scratched my nose and said with a straight face: A manly man, a person who wants to do great things in the future, can't just cry his nose!
I nodded, wiping away my tears.
I was only ten years old at the time, and what had just happened scared me, and it was normal for me to cry and cry.
Of course, at that time, I didn't know what my grandfather meant by doing great things, I just thought I was a man, so I had to be strong.
I've destroyed the corpse array below, so let's go home now! Grandpa said as he raised the sails on the mast.
The first time I went out on the boat was so terrible, the previous interest was gone, and I suddenly missed my farm yard so much.
The river wind blows the sails of the boat, and because it is smooth to go back, there is no need to paddle at all, just raise the sail and float down the river with the power of the wind.
Grandpa took off his wet shirt and sat shirtless on the deck.
Although he is over 70 years old, his grandfather's body is still very strong, and he looks like a practicing family.
Grandpa took out the dry tobacco stick and smoked it one after the other.
Grandpa, what was the origin of that bastard in black just now? What kind of school is the Nine Genres? I looked at my grandfather suspiciously.
The Nine Schools are not a single school, but a collective term for the nine schools. You've probably heard of it, right? These nine schools are the nine streams of the three sects and nine streams, they are huge, their disciples are all over the rivers and lakes, and the fisherman is one of the nine factions, and the man in black just now is from the fisherman faction! Grandpa said.
Three Teachings and Nine Streams?!
Hey, I didn't expect there to be such a weird existence of the Nine Schools on the rivers and lakes!
Grandpa, what other sects are there in the Nine Schools besides fisherman? I had the feeling of breaking the casserole and asking for the end.
Grandpa was not annoyed, and explained to me in detail: The three religions and the nine streams should be talked about separately, the so-called three religions refer to Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and the so-called nine streams refer to one high, two blows, three horses, four shaving, five Bu, six Dan, seven cultivation, eight fishery, and nine prostitution!
This high refers to the high platform, that is, the livelihood of singing; Erfu, which refers to the drummer; Sanma refers to circus, that is, circus and acrobatics; Four shaving, this one is very simple, shaving is the shaver; Wubu, which refers to a fortune teller on the street; Liudan, Dan means Danqing, which refers to the profession of painter; The seven repairs are carpenters, and repair means repair; Eight fishermen, you have seen it, is a fisherman, a fisherman on a boat; What are the last nine prostitutes? Refers to prostitutes!
These nine types of livelihood have their own sects, and usually each sect does its own thing, but sometimes they also cooperate to do things, so the nine schools are their collective name. And all the people of the Nine Schools have a common identity, they have a red lotus tattoo tattooed on the back of their neck!
Speaking of this, Grandpa's voice suddenly became excited, and his eyes became extremely fierce: Xiao Qi, you have to keep in mind that anyone with a red lotus tattoo on the back of their neck is the enemy of our Geng family! In other words, as long as it is a person from the Nine Schools, it is the enemy of our Geng family!