With a Door In Mind

However, Old Man Qin's words left Zhou Xiaochuan speechless for a while.

The old man took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Forget it, this is also a legend, who knows if it's true or not! It saves you from disappointment. Besides, this is also our secret inside and out. I can't tell you."

Zhou Xiaochuan rolled his eyes, "Then you shouldn't have said it just now, it made people's appetite up, and now you say it's your eight secrets, why don't you say it's the old nine?"

The old man Qin was stunned for a moment, "Old Nine Gates? What Old Nine Gates? The Nine Gates of the Four Nine Cities? Or the Nine Streams?"

Hearing the old man's words, Zhou Xiaochuan was also taken aback.

"You haven't heard of it?"

"No, tell me, what is the old nine doors?"

When Zhou Xiaochuan heard his words, he was about to explain when he suddenly thought that he had only watched half of the old nine-door TV series.

As for which nine doors, how does he know?

He only knew what to do with gold, actors, and thieves.

Thinking of this, he coughed lightly, "Uh, this is also a Jianghu secret! I can't tell you!"

Old man Qin blew his beard and stared at him.

If there was a cane next to him, he had to be beaten up.

Next to Qin Xiao and Xiao Wei, seeing the expressions of the two people, they snickered there.

Zhou Xiaochuan laughed, but he likes to hear stories, so he smiled at the old man Qin and asked:

"I'm kidding you! I just heard about it. But what are the three religions, nine classes, internal and external schools, what are you talking about? These are not secrets after all, right?"

The old man Qin looked at the curious Zhou Xiaochuan and his eldest grandson, cleared his throat, and started chattering there.

"The three religions in the three religions and nine streams should be well understood, right?"

Zhou Xiaochuan thought for a moment, "Buddhist, Taoist and Confucian?"

The old man Qin nodded and looked out the door subconsciously, because he was worried that someone would hear it.

Then he said: "There are ten schools of Jiuliu, which were originally taught by various universities.

Confucianism, Taoism, Yin-Yang family, Legalism, Famous family, Mohism family, Zongheng family, Miscellaneous family, Farm family plus family, a total of ten schools. "

"However, the nine streams that the common people talk about are also derived from these.

The upper nine are emperors, sages, hermits, immortals, literati, warriors, farmers, workers, and merchants.

Among the nine classes are Juzi, Doctor, Xiangmian, Danqing, Scholar, Qinqi, Monk, Daoist, and Nun.

The lower nine are masters, yachas, Shengli, matchmakers, pawns, time demons, thieves, and prostitutes. "

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded, this was easy to understand, and he said, "Then you, this belongs to the lower class, stealing, that is, stealing doors, right? But why are there eight doors that pop up? Are these eight doors not included in these professions? "

The old man Qin choked for a moment when he heard the words, and then glared at him, "Do you want to listen? If you don't listen, get out of here!"

Hearing his words, Zhou Xiaochuan shrugged, "Listen, keep talking."

When old man Qin saw this, he withdrew his expression and said slowly:

"The eight gates of Jianghu can be divided into eight internal gates and eight external gates:

The eight inner gates are: startled, tired, floating, book, wind, fire, jue, and essential.

The outer eight are: stealing, gu, selling, phoenix, thousand, witch, drama, killing.

After listening to Zhou Xiaochuan, except Pin and Feng, the outer eight doors were well understood, "Old man, what does Pin and Feng do? And what about the inner eight doors?"

"Pinmen is about mechanical techniques, and Fengmen is a person who sells sex for a living. As for the inner eight." The old man said this, took a sip of tea, and continued:

"Jingmen is the first of the eight gates of the rivers and lakes, mainly to study good and bad luck, and to give people guidance.

Fatigue is actually a branch of the medical school. Those who rely on medical skills to travel the world, some have real skills, and some are charlatans.

The floating door is about the way of studying abroad.

The book door pays attention to the textual research of the ancient and the modern. For example, those who play real and fake antiques, sell erotic palaces, and manage calligraphy and painting, all claim to be people in the book door, and even include tomb robbers.

The wind of the damper refers to Feng Shui.

Fire Gate is about the technique of alchemy.

Juemen, originally a vertical and horizontal technique of the vertical and horizontal family, has now become a partial door for buying and selling officials and going through the back door.

Want to understand better?

Those who beat lotus and beggars, those who eat big households and beat the autumn wind, those who pretend to be monks and nuns to deceive people, and even those who drink sweat medicine, can be regarded as people in the door. Being important is also a knowledge, and the most famous is naturally Zhu Yuanzhang. "

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded after hearing this, but he was a bit strange again: "Aren't the shocking door and the wind door you said both Feng Shui?"

The old man Qin shook his head, "Since ancient times, I have evolved the ability to change the world, to watch the qi and cut off the pulse, and to support the dragon and fix the cauldron.

The wind door is a kind of people such as Feng Shui masters and yin and yang homesteaders. The patriarch of Fengmen is said to be Guo Pu. A disciple of the wind gate, who studies the geographical mountains and rivers of the world and the spiritual pivot of the earth. Looking at the yang house, watching the yin house, or Feng Shui dragon hunting, these are the skills of the people in the wind door. "

After he finished speaking, he continued: "Jingmen is the first of the eight major rivers and lakes inside and outside. After knowing the means of shocking the door, all other sects can be roughly bypassed. Therefore, all the major sects in the rivers and lakes have some similarities."

Zhou Xiaochuan still felt the same after listening to the old man's explanation.

Thinking of Lao Zhang, who was a pawnshop, if he had a sect, he should be a person in the sect.

Then he raised his head, looked at the old man Qin, and said with a smile: "You always say that you are thieves in the lower class, I don't understand! It's so mysterious. Do you think the name Xiajiu is ugly?"

Hearing his words, the old man blew his beard and stared angrily.

"Fuck off! Every husband and wife are not conspiring against each other!"

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan hurriedly smiled and said, "Okay, I made a mistake!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Xiaowei and said with a serious face, "Let's just listen to this as a joke, but we can't say it!"

Xiaowei came back to his senses, frowned and said, "That's for sure! This is my grandfather. I'm going to go out and tell me, it's not my own luck! Don't worry."

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded, but he didn't think so.

These days, brothers are against each other, husbands and wives turn against each other, sons sue fathers, there are too many.

Too much to be mindful of.

I was also curious just now and forgot about this matter, after all, I didn't know Xiaowei.

"Father, shall I go back first?"

Seeing that nothing happened, he was ready to go back.

Say hello and ride your bike home.

...

When I got home, there were some things on the table, four bottles of Luzhou Laojiao special songs, a can of malted milk essence, two bottles of canned yellow peach, and a pound of white rabbit toffee.

The thing was divided into two, apparently sent by two people.

After a little thought, I knew who sent it.

I went to three supply and marketing cooperatives today, and Zhao Qingqing would definitely not bring anything here, so there are only the other two.

Sure enough, when I asked Yang Yuemei, I got the same answer as I thought.

"Oh, one copy was brought by Aunt Liu's son, who said it was given by their director! Another copy was given by a surnamed Liu. I don't know who he is."

After Zhou Xiaochuan heard it, he looked at the things on the table and sighed for a while.

For the first time, the benefits of power have been felt.

These things are nothing to him, but for ordinary families, these are good things.

There is not much quantitative in a year.

Ordinary people really can't stand the temptation.

After thinking for a while, I asked Yang Yuemei who brought these two things.

After confirming it, he explained to Yang Yuemei: "Mother, next time, no matter who sends it, don't accept it! If people know this, I will be in trouble in the future."

Appropriate intimidation is still necessary.

When Yang Yuemei heard his words, she felt nervous for a while. These people really wanted to pull her son into the water.

All are bad people.

Seeing the effect, Zhou Xiaochuan left the main room with his things.

When I came to the opposite side, I shouted to the inside, "Liu Wei!"

After a while, Liu Wei came out and saw Zhou Xiaochuan standing at the door with something.

He asked suspiciously, "Brother Zhou! Looking for me?"

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded and handed the thing to him: "Take this thing back, it's a mistake, don't do this kind of thing again, if you have no problem, I won't do anything to you!"

After speaking, he shoved the thing directly into his hand.

Turned around and left.

Liu Wei stood there, staring blankly at the back of Zhou Xiaochuan leaving, feeling a little helpless.

This thing has not been sent out, how can I explain it when I go back!

Zhou Xiaochuan left Aunt Liu's house and rode towards Director Liu's house.

He has his own data.

It's easy to find each other's homes.

When I came to the place, there was no fuss, and I still said the same thing as Aunt Liu's son, and then left after throwing things away.

Zhou Xiaochuan rode his car away, knowing that he would not accept things, the other party was even more worried.

But he couldn't take it.

Besides, he will not arrest people everywhere for performance.

Back at home, Yang Yuemei was still worried, afraid that what she had done would hurt her son.

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled and comforted: "Mother, it's fine, just don't accept it next time."

He believed that what he said was useful.

My own home is not like other people's home, there is nothing missing, so Yang Yuemei's mentality is still different from that of ordinary women.

Don't care about these things that much.

Seeing that nothing happened, Yang Yuemei felt relieved!

Zhou Xiaochuan was about to go back to the room to sleep, and saw the light flickering in the gap at Xiaomi's door.

I know that the little guy is secretly watching TV again.

Afraid that he would find out, he turned off the sound.

How does this look!

I was about to knock on the door, but after thinking about it, I directly pulled out the antenna connection port outside.

Suddenly, the TV in the room was nothing but snowflakes.

"what……"

There was a screeching sound from inside the house.

Then the little guy tiptoed out of bed and went to watch the TV.

After tossing for a while, seeing no effect, I didn't dare to ask, and finally quietly turned off the TV and went to sleep.

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled when he saw this scene.

In fact, I am also the same. Since I had that black and white TV when I was a child, I would sleep only when I saw that it was gone.

Even the commercials are entertaining.

After washing up, he turned around and went into the room to sleep.