Over the Yangbi Mountain, there is a dragon claw ditch. Before Guangxu, there were not many households there, but because there was a year of "coming out of the dragon", there were more people slowly.
In May of that year, the river swelled. The river is muddy with slurry, swirling with a layer of yellow foam. Grass, shelf, waterlogged beans, and the river is full of "river relatives", and the crops are about to be swallowed by the river.
There was an old man named Gou Tiandu, who had been standing on the high hill on the river bank for half a day and half since the day the water rose, his eyes staring directly at the crops in the river loop, and he was uncomfortable. Crops are fate! Originally, there was a lord of the land, and the other was to rely on a pair of cocooned mud hands, otherwise, what else did the bankers have?
Xun Tiandu is an old man, he has a heart, and he must be strong. Living in a toad pond for ten years and seven floods forced him out of a lot of ability to see heaven and earth. Once, he said to his son, "Go to the city and buy the Imperial Calendar." You save me, save for generations, write down its stormy weather, the sky moves, save it a thousand eight hundred books, hey, then there is no book of heaven! The old man's son said to others, "My father speaks Xuanhua!" "
On the fourth night, the water rose, and the strips outside the cover washed away the small seedlings, but they still did not disappear. The whole village went to squat in the shack on the slope. In the middle of the night, everyone fell asleep, and Gou Tian said that he couldn't sleep anything, sat up and lay down, lay down and sat up, staring at the big river outside the mouth of the shack.
It was so dark this night. Suddenly, there was a muffled thunder in the distance, a fierce wind, and a pouring rain. The dazzling lightning seemed to tear the sky in half, and a thunderbolt took away the soul. I feel that there is thunder above my head, thunder in front of my eyes, and thunder in my ears. Click--click--click, one after another, drilled into the nostrils there is a sulfur smell. At this moment, I saw a black-scaled fire dragon shaking its eyebrows, his eyes widened angrily, and he suddenly fanned his nostrils to break through the dense clouds and fog from the sky, and used its four steel-claw-like claws to fiercely grab a handful to the west, and then flicked its tail, spun around, and jumped onto the river. Then, a black column of water rises, and the water in the entire river trough rolls towards the four large ditches that have just been caught, and you hug me and squeeze and rush down. Gou Tiandu was dumbfounded, muttering indiscriminately, and woke up everyone who slept.
Early the next morning, I found that more than half a mile in front of the door, I had dug out four large ditches. Because the current was so strong, the ditch was swept wider and wider, and the crops and people were saved. Since then, that place has been called "Dragon Claw Gou". Gou Tiandu's old man led his son to write down this account, wanting to feel the temperament of the old man. But there is also a February and August cropper put out rumors, he said that the dragon claw ditch fish is thick, one day after the night, he went to hang the fishing net, when the first piece was nothing, when the second piece was nothing, he thought, what is the matter? He made a "dull click", only to hear the sound inside, and there was a big black thing floating on the water skin, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to go anymore.
But Gou Tian doesn't care about this. He led his son, swinging his paddle, and shook it to a backwater chute in front of him and said, "I have never explored the bottom of the dragon's claw ditch, and I have sunk a goose feather, how strange!" As he spoke, he tried it with a thousand-foot rope, and he told his son: "Remember, there is a sky outside the sky, and there is water underwater, and I am afraid that there will be a river not too far away." Perhaps, the Black Dragon Lord that night was lying inside! When the son heard that the water was so deep, he was terrified. Gou Tiandu picked up the oars and rowed inward along the mouth of the ditch. Walking through a section of reef bumping, drilling into a black hole, there was a whining sound from inside, and the cold air rushed out, feeling mad. If he had returned early according to his son's wishes, Gou Tian would have to break the casserole pot and get out of the water.
As I was walking, I felt that the sky was dark for a while, the stars and the moon were without light, and the hail with the size of the ice plate split the head and covered the face straight down. A black mist rose up into the sky, like a conch toad. Then, with a loud plop, a stream of black water gushed out, a sound like a sound, a pile as big as a pile, as if there was some monster inside spit out.
At this time, I saw the old man of Gou Tiandu sitting steadily on the bow of the boat, silently, remembering all the magical scenes in his heart, and said to his son: "Can't you wait for this is the Earth River!" "
It's true that Gou Tiandu really entered the earth river that no one has ever been. It is said that there is nothing along the dry side, and there is also something in the earth and river, where it is always evergreen and full of flowers. From the Dragon Claw Gully to the Wudalian Pond, it is directly underground, all of which are the credit of the Black Dragon Master back then.