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Chapter 382 Master-Disciple Inheritance
It's not that they haven't seen people who know traditional martial arts, but they have basically never seen one as fierce as this. They just run errands, hack people, and scare ordinary people with a flake knife in their daily life. In their opinion, if he can know a few moves, he is a martial arts master. The same goes for fighting. In order to compete for territory, it is good enough to use a knife. Everyone knows that when you use a knife to chop, you usually cut where there is a lot of flesh. If you get injured, you can be a brave man again after a few days of recovery. As long as you don't hit a critical position, it's not a big deal.

But Wang Luo is different. He really wants to make them disabled for the rest of their lives, or even go directly to the crematorium. The stupid ones are afraid of the tough ones, and the tough ones are afraid of the desperate ones. With Wang Luo's way of playing, as long as he has the strength, he can beat them at will. There are many people to use against them, and besides, they are all dead, how can they eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks in the future? Isn't it all over? The society also needs to make a living.

"Why are you scared? Come on, continue. I haven't had enough. I finally found a chance to stretch my arms and legs these days, but now I'm not going to do it. You are really a bunch of shameful underground rats. You, you look strong, but you are shirtless in the middle of winter. Even the weather in Hong Kong Island is cold enough. What's the matter? Aren't you cold? Come here, let me see what's tattooed on your back. It's Guan Erye, the ancestor of loyalty. Do you think you deserve it?"

While Wang Luo was saying provocative words, he stepped forward and grabbed the big man with a closed-eye Guan Gong tattooed on his back by the neck and pulled him over. Not only that, he also pointed at Guan Gong and cursed him.

Seeing that Wang Luo was about to hit him in the face with his right fist again, the coward decided to go all out. He closed his eyes, and with a clang, his knees went weak and he knelt at Wang Luo's feet.

"Brother, I am wrong. I shouldn't have the Guan Gong tattoo. I will do it later. I have parents and children to take care of. Please be magnanimous and spare my life."

This is a smart man. Wang Luo's fighting skills are really scary. If he gets hit by his punch, he will be disabled if not dead. A real man can bend and stretch. It is not shameful to admit defeat in front of a martial arts master of Wang Luo's level.

“Pa, pa,” Wang Luo slapped him twice on the face: “Stand aside, you coward.”

Not feeling satisfied after slapping him twice, he simply kicked him in the butt.

"Yes, yes, big brother, I will stand aside now, please, please."

The leaders admitted their fear, and Wang Luo's attitude of wanting to kill people made them all give way voluntarily. This matter could not be handled, so they should let the big guys step in. Maybe they could find a way to stop this reckless person.

While the fight was going on, a sensible younger brother had already entered the tea restaurant to inform the older brothers. When Boss Wu received the news, he was shocked to hear that the fat sheep he wanted to slaughter did not come, but a young man came instead. He used a ruthless move at the first move, and knocked out dozens of his younger brothers with his bare hands. He went out to check immediately.

My goodness! When I went out to take a look, I saw seven of his men lying on the ground in a mess. The others who were standing were also divided into two sides, standing obediently, not daring to breathe, not even daring to raise their heads, all in silence.

There was only one person standing in the middle, and that was Wang Luo. He was wearing an ordinary pair of black lantern-core trousers, a pair of thousand-layer cloth shoes, and a buttoned short white sweatshirt. He had a full beard and a short flat head. He did not look very strong, but looked very strong and steady. His arms were like pine and cypress. He stood casually with his hands behind his back, looking at them with bright eyes.

Just such a young man easily defeated these ruthless subordinates who usually hacked people and collected protection fees without blinking an eye. Boss Wu was a little confused at the moment.

That year I put my hands in my pockets and had no idea who my opponent was.

Although Wang Luo did not put his hands in his pockets, he put his hands behind his back and just stared at the so-called big bosses who came out without saying a word. The scene fell silent.

This is a fight of strength, whoever can't hold on will start first. Fortunately, the so-called Boss Wu saw that his gang were scared like obedient little white rabbits and didn't dare to go up. To be honest, although he brought younger brothers today, these younger brothers were all core younger brothers, and the rest were the big bosses. It was impossible to win, and it was not to the point of using firearms. The next step was to talk about it. Martial arts masters like these all have their origins and channels of transmission, which is the so-called master-disciple relationship.

In later generations, people don't talk about these things. Even the little thugs on the streets just want to have fun and don't care about fighting. But it's not the case in this era. The older generation, even if they set up a society, still pay attention to the master-disciple relationship. That is, they must have a predecessor to lead them, and they must worship someone as their master. After understanding the whole process, they can set up a business. Those of them who are the leaders all have masters. They talk about it. Maybe they are from the same school or the descendants of old friends. Otherwise, it's like a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple. Family members cannot not recognize each other.

In later generations, there are martial arts that emphasize strict master-disciple inheritance, but they are not common. Basically, you just pay money and people will teach you. Another main reason is that due to the development of traditional martial arts, many people do not believe in their actual combat capabilities. More importantly, there is only one precious child in the family, so who would be willing to let the child suffer the hardship of practicing martial arts? You have to practice in the coldest days of winter and the hottest days of summer. If you have that much time, you might as well go to cram school. Grades are the most important thing. It is difficult to find a good apprentice to inherit your skills. I am talking about the real traditional martial arts, not those Master Ma who are selling dog meat under the guise of sheep meat.

In addition, the two professions of opera and crosstalk also emphasize the inheritance of master-apprentice relationship. The simplest example is the crosstalk artist Lao Guo. Lao Guo and his master went to court for various reasons, which resulted in a group of people in the crosstalk world boycotting him, and his master did not help him at all at that time. Normally, when you learn skills from a master, the master should not only teach you the relevant knowledge, but also lead you into this circle, that is, introduce you to acquaintances.

"Look, this is my apprentice, learning from me. In the future, brothers and elders, if you have the ability, please help my apprentice and give him a meal." This is the simplest thing. Li Jun's group of masters not only need to teach skills, but also build connections. But Master Lao Guo is not good enough. He didn't teach much skills and didn't introduce any connections. He made his life miserable. Who is Lao Guo? Everyone excludes him. In the end, his master is not righteous. Seeing that Lao Guo is capable, he still wants to take advantage of him. No one cares about him. This is called "repaying grievances with grievances and revenge with vengeance."

The crosstalk world is very particular about the master-disciple relationship. It would be difficult for Lao Guo to survive in this circle without a master. You have never heard of any actor who is self-taught. This is the reason.

Since Lao Guo had offended some people in the crosstalk world, some of whom were famous figures, he always wanted to become a disciple, but no one accepted him.

However, without a master, there is no way out. Without recognition in the industry, there will be no opportunity to display talents on a bigger stage. For a crosstalk actor, it is particularly important to have a formal and prominent master-disciple relationship.

Once when he went to perform in another place, Lao Guo and his partner Uncle Yu talked about the matter of becoming an apprentice. Uncle Yu made a suggestion and asked him to consider Master Hou Sanye.

We won’t mention the name of this Mr. Hou San, I believe everyone knows who he is.

As soon as Lao Guo heard it, he was excited. Master Hou San was a noble in the crosstalk world, who wouldn't want to be his apprentice? This was a skill passed down from generation to generation.

But this matter was not that simple. They didn't even know the person. With Mr. Hou Sanye's fame at the time, how could he easily accept someone he didn't know or was not familiar with as his disciple? So the two of them let it go after they finished talking.

Who would have thought that after some time, when Uncle Hou San was going to lead the Railway Art Troupe to perform in Guangdong Province, the duo of Lao Guo and Uncle Yu were also invited to perform.

After the performance, Mr. Hou San patted Lao Guo on the shoulder. Although he didn't say anything, Lao Guo vaguely felt that Mr. Hou San should be very satisfied with him.

Not long after returning to Beijing, Hou Sanye called Lao Guo and asked him if he had time to go to the TV station to record a crosstalk with him. Lao Guo was very excited when he heard this. He thought that being able to work with Hou Sanye was like a pie in the sky.

When they got to the TV station, Hou Sanye pulled Lao Guo to a pond to rehearse their lines. The two of them did it three times. This made the other actors who came to participate in the recording of the crosstalk very envious. Why? Who has the famous Hou Sanye rehearsed lines with like this? Three times? Just one time is amazing. So everyone crowded in the corners nearby to watch. At that moment, Lao Guo was really overwhelmed with emotions. He felt that it was worth it for him to be treated like this in front of Hou Sanye.

After that, the two became closer and closer.

Until one day, Lao Guo suddenly received a call from Mr. Hou Sanye, who said that he wanted to take in an apprentice and asked if he was willing.

Old Guo was naturally overjoyed and quickly expressed his willingness. Just like that, Master Hou San decided to take him in as a disciple with just one phone call.

After this incident was reported, many people went to Hou Sanye to dissuade him. Some of them could not stand Lao Guo's crosstalk performances that broke with tradition, some were jealous of Lao Guo's talent in crosstalk, and some were prejudiced against him.

However, Master Hou Sanye was very determined and he finally overcame all objections and succeeded in accepting the disciple.

From the time when Lao Guo became his apprentice to the time when Hou Sanye passed away, the master and apprentice spent only three short years together. But during these three years, Hou Sanye became a towering tree standing behind Lao Guo to protect him from wind and rain, and he blocked many of the forces attacking Lao Guo.

As the son of Mr. Hou, a master of his generation, it can be said that Hou Sanye's status in the crosstalk world is unmatched by ordinary people. He has a huge influence. As his disciple, even if there is a high Fire Mountain ahead, you can still get through it.

It can be said that the three years with his master were the three years in which Lao Guo’s career developed most steadily and rapidly. He and his Deyun Society quickly established a firm foothold in the crosstalk world.

After Master Hou Sanye passed away, Lao Guo would post a message to mourn him every year on his memorial day, or personally lead his disciples to pay homage to him at his grave, without interruption. Even now, more than ten years have passed, and he is still like this. The relationship between master and disciple is truly touching.

It can be seen that this is the importance of having a good master. In some traditional trades, according to tradition, apprentices are truly raised as their own children. Therefore, there is an old saying, "Once a teacher, always a father."

Since the master raised you as his own child, the disciple naturally has to respect the master as his own father. This is called etiquette. In later generations, this thing has been covered up by money and there is not much left. Now the leaders of the gangs in Hong Kong Island also need to investigate to see if there is a connection. If there is a connection, or if the master is their elder in terms of seniority, then the beatings these subordinates received today were in vain. It's because you don't know etiquette and don't respect your elders. It's possible that he, as the leader, will have to serve tea to Wang Luo, kowtow and apologize. There is no way. These days, these are the things that matter.

Boss Wu stood up, took half a step forward with his right foot, connected his index finger and thumb, and stretched out the other three fingers, making a gesture of three and a half incense sticks.

Wang Luo knew it was a gang member's incision. He knew how to do this. When Li Jun had nothing to do, he liked to chat with him about old times in the underworld. After being with him for a while, he distributed his family heirlooms to his family and Sister Yueyue's family, and told him about the underworld token and some underworld rules.

Everyone knows very well what the disciples of the Swallow Sect do. So Li Jun was also an early member of the Green Gang. Otherwise, how could he have a Jianghu badge? And he is also a senior with a very high generation. According to the first 24 generations left by the founder of the Green Gang, they are Qing, Jing, Dao, De, Wen, Cheng, Fo, Fa, Ren, Lun, Zhi, Hui, Ben, Lai, Zi, Xin, Yuan, Ming, Xing, Li, Da, Tong, Wu, and Xue.

Grandpa Li Jun belonged to the previous dynasty. According to the twenty-four generations, he should be considered to be of the Xing generation. Wang Luo was a disciple of Grandpa Li, so he belonged to the Li generation. Old Du, one of the three big gangsters in the Magic City before the founding of the People's Republic of China, was of the Wu generation. In this case, he would call Wang Luo "ancestor" when he saw him, not to mention the few pieces of material in front of him now. Therefore, there was a reason why Wang Luo said at the beginning that those little brothers with the hairtail painting did not respect their ancestors.

He dared to come to the meeting alone to speak for Lou Bancheng, relying on his powerful military force and his seniority. If they really followed the old traditions, these leaders like Boss Wu would definitely follow the rules. If you don't follow the old rules, sorry, then you are just a headless and tailless punk, and the problem must be solved with force. However, generally speaking, in Hong Kong Island of this era, including some societies in Southeast Asia in later generations, this rule is still followed. He only used this trick in these places. No one in the mainland knew about Wang Luo's status in the underworld. After all, in this era, the mainland no longer had this set of rules.

Seeing Boss Wu making the incision gesture, Wang Luo immediately took a half step forward with his right foot and also made the three and a half incense sticks gesture. Boss Wu took a look and realized that the gestures matched. They were from the same faction, probably the descendant of an old acquaintance. He came to mediate on behalf of Lou Bancheng, so he had to give him face.

"Since we are brothers in the gang, please have some tea inside."

He immediately stepped aside and gestured to Wang Luo to come into the teahouse to explain the matter. Wang Luo did not hesitate and strode forward and entered the teahouse.

It is normal that we ordinary people do not know what "three and a half incense sticks" means, but everyone in the Qinghong Society knows it, because it is a necessary etiquette for the brothers of Qinghongmen and must be used anytime and anywhere. "Three and a half incense sticks" is not just an ordinary etiquette, it represents the will of Qinghongmen, the supreme respect for people and gangs, the representative of chivalry, the respect for loyalty and righteousness, and the respect for ancestors.

The so-called three and a half sticks of incense literally means three incense sticks, and one incense stick is half. There are actually many stories in this, and Qing Hongmen uses fingers to represent these three and a half sticks of incense, forming a unique etiquette with Qing Hongmen characteristics. The first stick of incense is the little finger, the second stick of incense is the ring finger, the third stick of incense is the middle finger, and the remaining half stick of incense is the thumb and index finger connected to form a half stick. Four sticks of incense, four stories, represent benevolence, loyalty, and chivalry. Hongmen regards the heroes in the four stories as role models for the gang. Every time they gather, they must remember these heroes, which is also a study and respect for the heroic deeds.

The first incense stick is the incense of benevolence and righteousness.

Zuo Botao, whose parents died, studied hard to get ahead, but he never came out of the mountains, because he wanted to follow a benevolent monarch and realize his long-cherished wish of pacifying the people and saving the world. When he was fifty years old, he heard that King Yuan of Chu was benevolent and righteous (it should be noted here that this story is the work of Feng Menglong, a playwright of the Ming Dynasty, so the time and characters may not match), so he left his hometown and rushed to Chu. But the journey was long and it was winter. One day, it was raining and snowing, and the cold wind was like a knife. When Zuo was about to freeze to death, he found a thatched hut. After knocking on the door, a scholar came out, who was younger than him. Through a simple conversation, he knew that this person's name was Yang Jiaoai. Like Zuo, his parents died when he was young. He studied in this hut just to save the country and the people. Obviously, the two people chatted very speculatively, and they had a great regret of meeting each other too late. Late at night, the two swore to be brothers of the opposite sex and set off to Chu together.

After walking for many days, Zuo found that his dry food was almost exhausted and he could only go to Chu State alone. He knew that his knowledge was not as good as Yang Jiaoai, so he pretended to fall down and asked Yang Jiaoai to go to a distance to get a big stone for him to rest. When Yang Jiaoai came back, he found that Zuo had taken off all his clothes and was lying naked on the ground, about to freeze to death. Yang Jiaoai cried loudly, but Zuo was calm and told him to put on his clothes quickly, take dry food and hurry on the road, and quickly seek fame, otherwise my hard work would be in vain. After saying that, he froze to death. Yang Jiaoai was obedient and offered advice and suggestions after arriving in Chu State. King Yuan of Chu was very happy and rewarded him with gold, silk, and gave him the title of official doctor. Unexpectedly, Yang Jiaoai did not want to be an official, but chose to look for Zuo Botao's body.

After many days, the body was finally found. Yang Jiaoai bathed Zuo Botao's body in fragrant water, spent all his wealth to choose a good cemetery for burial, and then stayed here with Zuo Botao. The Feng Shui of this cemetery is quite good, and Jing Ke's tomb is nearby. Legend has it that after Jing Ke assassinated the King of Qin, because the assassination was unsuccessful, his soul did not disperse. Seeing Zuo Botao living here, he fought with Zuo Botao all day long. One day, Yang Jiaoai dreamed that Zuo Botao was covered with wounds and said that it was Jing Ke who did it. After Yang Jiaoai woke up, he took the sword and came to Zuo Botao's grave, and said loudly: "Jing Ke is a wicked man, my brothers can't beat him alone, I will help you!" After that, he committed suicide.

That night, there was a storm with thunder and lightning! The next day, Jing Ke's tomb exploded. After hearing about it, King Chu Yuan built a loyalty temple and wrote the story on the stele. From then on, the incense here never went out.

The second incense stick is called loyalty incense.

Liu Bei, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei swore brotherhood in Taoyuan. When they were separated in Xuzhou, Guan Yu would rather die than protect his two sisters-in-law. This is the spirit of Qing Hongmen. Later, Guan Yu was defeated and fled to Maicheng. After Liu Bei founded the country, he did not accept the dissuasion of others. He wanted to avenge his brother and slaughter Dongwu to vent his hatred. The third brother Zhang Fei was also ready to fight. After the troops were dispatched, white flags and white armor were used to express their grief for Guan Yu. Zhang Fei's subordinates Fan Jiang and Zhang Da whipped the two because they did not use white flags and white armor, so Zhang Fei was killed by the two while he was sleeping.

Liu Bei's two brothers died, and he cried bitterly, saying that if he didn't take revenge, he would die. After he started his army, he won battle after battle. Finally, the Eastern Wu showed weakness and beheaded Fan Jiang and Zhang Da, and presented their heads to Liu Bei. Later, Liu Bei was defeated and died in Baidi City due to anger.

(End of this chapter)