Chapter 2 1. Marshal of Tieguai Fifth Route

Let me tell you an old story first: It is said that there was a bank owner. When he woke up in the morning, he had a dream. He dreamed that an immortal said to him: Remember to be careful when opening the door for business. There is a barefoot God of Wealth outside the door of your bank. After waking up, the boss clearly remembered the dream. Although he felt a little strange, he didn't take it seriously. When the time came, he opened the door of the bank and prepared to start his day's business as usual. The weather was bad that day and it was raining. As soon as the boss opened the door, he saw a young man standing at the door with his trousers rolled up and bare feet. A shy look.

The boss was shocked suddenly, and immediately thought of what the fairy told him in the dream: There is a barefoot God of Wealth outside the gate of the bank! When the young man outside saw the door of the bank opened and someone came out, he immediately saluted them respectfully. It turned out that the young man was a distant relative of the owner of the bank. He came from the countryside and wanted to be an apprentice in the bank.The boy's mother specially made a pair of new shoes. When the boy saw it was raining, he was reluctant to wade in the new shoes, so he took off his shoes and went barefoot, which happened to fit the dream of the boss.

The owner of the current bank knows that the gods entrusted him with dreams. This country boy must have a lot of background, and he will surely make a fortune in the future. He is not an ordinary person, so after accepting him as an apprentice, he carefully taught and instructed him. Sure enough, within a few years, the boy became familiar with the way of business.Later, the boss seemed to recruit a young man to be his son-in-law or something, and then the young man became a big businessman, a famous person, and a wealthy party. The fairy told the boss in a dream that there was nothing wrong, and that the young man was indeed the God of Wealth.

I suddenly remembered such an old story, because the experience of a main character in the story to be narrated is similar to this old story. I will explain the details clearly below. And before I tell the story, I want to study the causality in this kind of story. Let’s put aside the legends about dreams entrusted by gods, and assume that the owner of the bank just happened to have such a dream, which is why there will be such and such development in the future, and there will be such and such results. So, if the boss hadn't had such a dream, would things have developed the same result?

Should be at least different, right? However, my opinion is that the process may be different, but the result should be the same. Because even if there is no such dream, the boss will definitely take in a child from poor relatives, and in the process of this boy's apprenticeship, as long as he is diligent and studious, he will definitely win the respect of the boss. The process may not be so smooth. Teenagers themselves have talents and suitable personalities, so they can succeed as well. There are many successful people, but not everyone has such a dream as the starting point of success, and they are equally successful.

It can be seen from this that the dream entrusted by the gods is just a small episode in the process of success, and it is definitely not the main factor. The main factor is the quality of the person himself. Those who can become useful will become useful no matter what; those who cannot become useful, no matter how many dreams entrusted by the gods, it will not work! However, things are not absolute. In the story I will tell below, a dream plays a decisive role. It can even be said that if there is no dream, this story will not exist at all. The dreamer is Chen Lao Shizhuang. The name is quite weird, of course it is not an official name. I am afraid that even the surname Chen may not be true. He is called Lao Shizhuang by heroes from all walks of life because his world is full of people. It was fought with real knives and real guns. After decades of fighting, I don’t know how many enemies have disappeared, but he still survives, and his sphere of influence is getting bigger and bigger. He dominates one side, just like a stone pile. I don't know how many things have been smashed, but the stone piles will not be damaged and can exist forever.

That's how Chen Laoshizhuan got his name. When his power grew, although he didn't even have an official name, not only did the more than 20 gangs under his direct control obey him, even military and political dignitaries everywhere, They also have different degrees of friendship with him, which makes him a very special status and wins the respect of all parties. Therefore, his name is generally simplified to Chen Lao, followed by the word Shi Zhuang, unless he is very close and equal to him in terms of seniority and status, he will be called by his full name. Boss Bai is the one who can directly call him Lao Shizhuang.

Don't think that the story has a lot to do with Boss Bai, but it doesn't matter.The story doesn't even have much to do with Chen Lao Shizhuang, it just started with him. And the development of such characters and later stories is closely related to specific historical factors and social environment, and this period of history can only be produced during that period of time, and it is difficult to repeat it, so the story produced in a special historical environment The historical figures are also very interesting and worth describing, so I will describe the beginning of the story in more detail.

Of course, because of the beginning of the story, it has a very strong chance.In other words, many, many accidental factors, without the inevitability of aggregation at all, have all come together to form this story. Although many stories are formed in this way, this factor, which makes people feel particularly accidental, may really determine everything. Mr. Chen didn't sleep well that night, and one thing bothered him very much. There is a warlord who has always had a good relationship with him, but in the past month, he has made things difficult for him everywhere.Mr. Chen has many businesses, all of which are within the sphere of influence of this warlord. If he is an enemy, he will be in a very disadvantageous situation. Although the gang's power is large, it cannot compete with the official army.

Mr. Chen was an old man, and he knew that there must be a reason for the other party's sudden change of attitude, so he asked someone to ask: What should we do to maintain the same relationship as before. The warlord's answer was: invite Mr. Chen to dinner, if Mr. Chen is sincere, he will come to the banquet alone.The venue of the banquet is a new small mansion of the warlord. At that time, Mr. Chen slapped the chest of the warlord's cronies and adjutants who sent the message, and promised: Come on time to congratulate the general. Of course, Mr. Chen knows that there will never be a good meeting, and there will be no good banquet. The other party wants him to go to the banquet alone, which is tantamount to asking him to let him be slaughtered within the sphere of influence of the other party. If the other party makes any request, if it is not satisfied, the only result will be , that is, go straight in and come out horizontally, there is no possibility of leaving alive!

But Mr. Chen agreed without hesitation for half a second, because he knew that the adjutant would report his reaction to the warlord when he returned. He immediately agreed, showing an aura of not being afraid. It is very important. It can make the other party feel that they must have something to rely on, so they are afraid, but they have to consider the consequences, so they dare not go too far.Things can often be turned around on this narrow line. This is the experience that Mr. Chen has gained from many crises over the years. After agreeing to go to the banquet alone, Mr. Chen had one day to think about what kind of request the other party would make. Old Chen is not ignorant of what the other party's intentions are. He knew that the other party just got a new mansion two months ago, and he married this year's No. 1 scholar in Huaguo. He once held a big banquet, and Mr. Chen also gave him a generous gift.This new favorite, Mr. Chen is no stranger to her. She has two older brothers who have been on the road all the time, but she hasn't made a name for herself. She is a very small role under Mr. Chen's subordinates, and she doesn't even have the chance to see Mr. Chen. After the younger sister was favored by the warlord, the two little characters immediately started to tremble. The next day they swaggered to find Mr. Chen, and they were polite, saying yes: Brother-in-law said, please Mr. Chen promote us two more. Chen Lao looked down on these two characters from the bottom of his heart, but seeing the face of the warlord, he had to deal with them, so he assigned them two new roles.For these two people, this new task has already been promoted to eight levels in a row, which is completely beyond the rules. But the two of them obviously had something wrong with them, not only did they not thank them, but they also sneered and left. Mr. Chen knew that they hadn't arrived, and that the warlord's sudden change of attitude was also due to these two people. Now that the warlord is going to have a showdown with him, he knows that the most likely thing is that the warlord wants him to hand over all the territory completely. In name, it will be taken over by those two people, but in fact the warlord will directly control it. Of course, he can't agree to such a request, and if he agrees, he will have nothing, and within his sphere of influence, all gangs and factions will certainly not obey the new leader, which will also cause the warlords to deal with it with strong methods. A large number of gang brothers were killed, and the consequences were extremely serious. And if he doesn't agree, then of course the blood will be splashed on the spot, and the warlord can still take over all the sites as a result. There was no room for turning things around, Mr. Chen thought about it all night, and finally decided to refuse. Even if he died at the banquet, he would not bear the notoriety of betraying his gang brothers.Moreover, Old Chen Shizhuan is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He further decided that when the matter came to a breaking point, he would fight it out. With his decades of fighting skills from countless crises, he estimated that if the opponent thought he had completely controlled the situation and launched an attack by surprise, at least he could fight to the death with the warlord. After making such a determination, Mr. Chen was able to fall asleep around dawn, and his dream happened at this time. In his dream, he lost his way at first, walked back and forth, the road became more and more rough, and there was no way out at all. When he was hesitating to the extreme, suddenly an old man with white beard and white hair appeared in front of him and said to him: No need If you are in panic, someone will rescue you and rescue you, and everything will turn into good luck. Mr. Chen immediately knelt down and asked: Who will come to rescue me! The white-haired old man replied: Marshal Tieguai Fifth Route. Old Chen smiled wryly. He had never heard of such a god. The old man continued: Tomorrow is on the road.You will meet him. Although Mr. Chen was in a dream, he did not forget that he was facing a life-and-death situation. Now that he heard that there was a chance to save his life from a desperate situation, of course he refused to let it go. He immediately asked, "I will meet Marshal Tieguai Fifth Road on the road." What does this Marshal look like?Will I miss him when I see him? The old man said: You won’t miss it. You can see why he is called Marshal Wulu when you see his left face, but when you see him tomorrow, he will not have a crutch in his hand, but his right leg is broken. You have to use iron crutches. Mr. Chen didn't understand the old man's words very much, but when he wanted to ask again, the old man had already disappeared in a gust of wind. That gust of wind still made old Chen Ji Lingling shudder and woke up. After waking up, he really felt cold all over his body. It turned out that he had thought about it all night, and after deliberation, there was no way out. He broke out in a cold sweat. He fell asleep with sweat, and naturally felt cold after waking up. Old Chen didn't get up immediately, but carefully recalled the dream three times. He remembered all the details of the dream very clearly, but he still couldn't imagine what the old man said in the dream. Old Chen was in a bitter mood, thinking that such a dream must have happened because he was really desperate, and there would really be some Marshal of Tieguai Fifth Road to rescue him, and everything should be carried out according to the original decision. He has gone through countless storms and waves in his life, and escaped from death dozens of times. Even if he can't escape this time, he has already earned many glorious years, and this life is not in vain. After thinking about it and fighting it out, Old Chen Shizhuan completely calmed down.Before setting off, he clenched and loosened his hands dozens of times to fight the warlord with his own hands. He drove his own car to comply with the regulations for attending banquets alone. At that time, it was about eighty or ninety years ago. Although it was a big city, there were still very few cars on the road. There would not be more than one hundred in the whole city. Which car belonged to which one? The big shots, the police officers patrolling the road, all know it well. Mr. Chen was driving, and the policemen stood at attention and saluted him along the way. He didn't have the time to answer, but he kept thinking that the warlords would definitely attack him, but how and when they would attack him were unpredictable. various assumptions. So he was basically driving absent-mindedly, and out of excitement, he drove very fast. There were no other vehicles on the road, so he didn't have to worry about it, so when a person suddenly rushed across the road, Chen Laofei not only didn't see it, but even if he saw it, he couldn't avoid it at all. So the only result was that the car hit the man who suddenly rushed across the road, and the man was bounced a few meters and fell hard to the ground, motionless. Old Chen's car vibrated but didn't stop. He didn't even intend to stop, but just glanced casually at the person who fell down on the road. And that one glance, in one glance, changed everything! Old Chen saw the posture of the man lying on the ground, which was very ugly, mainly because the right leg was bent at an angle that was absolutely impossible to bend naturally. Mr. Chen had spent his whole life in fighting and killing, and he was used to seeing all kinds of kicking injuries. When he saw this scene, he immediately knew that the man's right kneecap was completely broken. Even if he could save his life, he had to cut off his right leg. This person must become disabled without a right leg. This idea flashed through his mind, and in a flash, every sentence and every word the old man said in the dream exploded in his mind like a bomb: When you see him tomorrow, He doesn't have an iron crutch yet, but his right leg is broken, so he must use an iron crutch in the future! At that moment when he stepped on the brake suddenly, his mind was buzzing. He only thought of the Tieguai Fifth Route Marshal that the old man said in his dream. He was his savior. How can he be rescued from the desperate situation. He braked so hard that the car spun a few turns on the road before coming to a stop.Before the car stopped completely, he opened the door and rushed out. He was very skilled, he turned a somersault in the air, and when he landed, he happened to land beside the man. At this time, there were already many pedestrians around to watch the excitement, but seeing the aura of Mr. Chen coming out of the car, they all knew that the person who bumped into someone was a big man, so they just stood far away and did not dare to come over. After Mr. Chen stood still, he saw that the person knocked down by him was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. Although the boy was motionless, his eyes were wide open. The resentment and anger in his eyes was surprising, and what surprised Mr. Chen even more was that the boy fell to the ground with his right cheek on the ground, The left side of his face was facing up, and there were five red marks of different lengths on his face. Due to the pain of the injury, his face was pale, so the five red marks looked particularly conspicuous. In his busy schedule, Mr. Chen even counted: one, two, three, four, five, indeed five. What the old man said in the dream was: You can see why he is called Marshal Wulu when you see his left face. Because there are five red marks on his face, he is called Marshal Wulu! At this time, Mr. Chen had no doubts in his mind, knowing that the young man lying on the road was the savior that the old man told him in his dream. Old Chen couldn't imagine how a seriously injured young man could be his savior, but the dream was so clear and the opportunity in front of him was so strange that he couldn't help pinning all his hopes on that young man. What he immediately thought of was: the boy was seriously injured, he must be sent to the hospital immediately, otherwise he would bleed too much, and he would die. Can't bring myself out of a corner. So he immediately bent down, picked up the boy, and said: "Little brother, hold on, I'll take you to the hospital right away." The boy's facial muscles were distorted because of the pain, but in the pain, there was a very resolute and unyielding expression. Mr. Chen is no stranger to this kind of expression. In the life and death of life and death, only a first-class tough guy can naturally show this kind of expression in such a situation. Old Chen couldn't help applauding in his heart, picked up the boy, put him in the back seat of the car, got in the car, and drove straight to the hospital. Later, Mr. Chen recalled that during the whole journey, from the beginning to the end, he never heard the young man groaning so stubbornly, and he was not even sure whether he could do it himself! Mr. Chen wanted to send the seriously injured boy to the hospital. Of course, he wasted the time to go to the warlord's banquet. He also thought about the consequences of his failure to make an appointment. If you try your best to deal with him, he will be defeated if he is unable to fight. However, after sending the boy to the hospital, he did not leave immediately and rushed to the appointment. Instead, he found the best doctor for the boy, waited for the doctor to cut off the boy's right leg, and waited until the boy woke up after the operation. Come here, when you can open your eyes again, it is already dusk! When Mr. Chen entered the ward, he saw the boy's eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling without saying a word, and he didn't yell about my legs? , Mr. Chen came to the bedside, and the young man turned his head slightly to look at him. The two looked at each other, and no one spoke for a while. It was Mr. Chen who spoke first and said: I broke your leg. The young man's voice was very weak, but he was surprisingly calm, and when he opened his mouth, what he said was extremely reasonable, he said: "It's my own fault, rushing around, don't be sad, old man." In an instant, Mr. Chen had an indescribable affection for that young man. However, he immediately thought that his situation was so dire that he had come to an end. After leaving the hospital, he might never have the chance to see the boy again. He couldn't help but sighed and patted the back of the boy's hand, his voice choked up , said: You can rest assured here to recuperate, I will prepare for you in the future, the doctor who operated on you is my good friend, I will entrust him to take care of you. The boy didn't respond very gratefully, it seemed that he didn't believe what Old Chen said at all.Old Chen sighed again, and left the ward reluctantly. When he walked out of the hospital building, it was already dusk and the world was boundless. He thought that at this time, the army of the warlord must have taken over his territory and must have surrounded his residence. As long as he goes back, his life will be over. . But he couldn't help but go back. He was a good man, and he must die a glorious death, and he couldn't hide like a mouse. when he was in the twilight.When walking towards the car, he felt that he was walking towards his own grave. The end of the hero, it seems that the sky and the earth are hazy. He finally got into the car, took a deep breath, and drove home. On the way home, he seemed to be dead, he couldn't think of anything, he only thought of that dream, and felt that the old man in the dream had made a big joke on him, and the boy lying in the ward would inevitably have to die in the future. Using crutches is a true thing, but isn't it a big joke to say that he can save him? As the car drove forward, Mr. Chen felt that he was approaching death step by step. What happened to the young man who was knocked down by Chen Lao's car, and who Chen Lao thought was the savior told to him by the old man in his dream, who was called Marshal of Tieguai Fifth Road? It was an incredible coincidence that the boy's name was Wu Luyuan. When Mr. Chen heard the strange name of Marshal Tieguai Fifth Road in his dream, he was very easy to accept it, because among the ancestors and gods worshiped and enshrined by various gangs, there were indeed people like Marshal of various roads. And Tieguai Li is one of the well-known Eight Immortals, so even though they are neither fish nor fowl, they happen to be within the scope of knowledge of people like Chen Lao Shizhuang, so he can accept it. Later, when he found out that the young man's name was actually Wu Luyuan, he was so excited that he immediately knelt down to the sky, thinking that if the old man in the dream was not a god, it would be absolutely impossible for him to make such an obvious instruction. There are many such incredible coincidences in the whole thing.As for why there are so many coincidences, whether those coincidences are actually not coincidences, but other inevitable reasons, we discussed later, but there is no conclusion. Whether the process of this discussion needs to be recorded depends on whether it is necessary in the process of narrating the story in the future, so I will skip it for now. The young Wu Luyuan’s family was very poor, his mother was sick, and his father was nice to see. On the day of the accident, Wu Luyuan was at home, lit a fire with the waste paper he picked up, boiled water, and waited for his father who had gone out to buy rice to come back. Only when the pot is put down can the meal be served. Their residence was a carport built beside a bridge. It was so simple that it was impossible to imagine seeing it with my own eyes, and it was impossible to believe that it was a human residence. Wu Luyuan's environment is so poor, but he is very motivated. Apart from picking up garbage and selling junk, he will also travel long distances to attend classes outside the classroom of an elementary school. However, his parents obviously didn't appreciate his thirst for knowledge, instead they thought he wasted time and picked up less trash.Every time his father lost a bet, he took it out on him.Being beaten is an inevitable part of Wu Luyuan's daily life. That day, Wu Luyuan waited and waited, but his father who went out to buy rice still didn't come back.His mother said weakly in the torn quilt: You'd better go out and look for it, before it's too late, maybe there will be some left! Wu Luyuan fully understood what his mother meant by saying this. His father took the money to buy rice, but instead of buying rice, he went to gamble again. The money to buy rice is pitifully small, and it cannot buy a catty of broken rice, but for gamblers, even if it is a penny, the most correct place to go is on the gambling table. Wu Luyuan left silently. He knew where the casino his father often went to was. He also knew that after finding his father, no matter whether his father won or lost, in fact, he couldn't use it when his father still had a penny in his hand. He leaves the table. But he still had to go, what else could he do? For this fourteen-year-old boy, he has no idea what the meaning of life is. He has neither the knowledge nor the time to think about such esoteric questions.He just felt that the helplessness filled between heaven and earth, filled every cell in his body. He would suddenly yell until his throat became hoarse, and then he would not speak for days.He only felt a conflicting resentment in his body, and he didn't know when this resentment would suddenly explode, blowing him and the whole world to pieces. He walked towards the casino step by step. The casino was in a small alley. When he opened the door of the casino, he saw his father. His father was kneeling on the ground, begging a man with a cigarette in his mouth and two iron balls in his hands: lend me a dollar, lend me a dollar, I will pay it back, I will pay it back, I will definitely pay it back . The man laughed: What do you have to pay back? His father didn't even think about it, so he said: Take my woman!My woman!Take my woman back! Hearing this, Wu Luyuan suddenly uttered a terrible howl, rushed to push his father, and shouted: You nonsense! Seeing that it was his son, his father suddenly stood up.Just now he was completely a dog, but all of a sudden, he suddenly became murderous.