Tianjin is located slightly below the Jiuhe River and has many rivers.
There is a place called Sanchahekou.
It is said that as early as the Qing Dynasty, the place where the river branched was divided into three colors: yellow, blue and white.
If you don’t mix it up, it’s a great local wonder.
At noon during the reign of Emperor Yongzheng, there was an old man growing melons in the suburbs of Tianjin.
A very strange melon grew in his melon field, and it grew unusually white.
One day, a southern merchant passed by the melon field and asked the old man to buy this melon.
The old man felt that the melon was too old and not suitable for eating.
He planned to keep it for sowing, so he was unwilling to sell it to others.
Unexpectedly, the southerner offered a high price, saying that he had to buy it.
The less the old man agreed, the higher the offer became.
The old man felt very strange and wanted to ask the reason, otherwise he would not sell it no matter how much he paid.
The merchant had no choice but to tell the truth.
It turned out that there was a "water-dividing arrow" in the mouth of the Sancha River, which caused the water to flow straight down to the sea.
This treasure was priceless, but there was an old dragon guarding the river, and it had to be captured with strange ancient skills.
To steal it, you have to ride a melon into the water to subdue the old dragon.
The old man was very interested after hearing this and said that it is okay to sell melons to you, but when it comes to collecting water arrows, I have to go with you.
If I can see this treasure in this life, I will die in peace.
The merchant had no choice but to agree to his request.
That night, the two of them gathered by the river, and the merchant said: "I will give you five-color flags: red, green, black, white, and purple.
When I get into the water, a giant hand will stretch out from the water.
What will the hand be then?"
Please throw whatever color flag you want into the river.
Don’t be frightened.
I will thank you very much after I get this treasure.”
At this moment, at night, when the moon was as bright as day, a merchant and an old man came to the center of the river in a boat.
The merchant, with his bare feet and hair spread loose, threw the melon into the water, stepped over it, and disappeared in an instant.
Not long after, the waves were rolling, and a huge hand came out of the water.
It was as big as a bucket and as red as blood.
The old man quickly dropped the red flag.
A few moments later, another huge black hand came out.
Then he saw the water surging, almost above the water.
He reached the river bank and washed the boat until it was about to capsize.
The old man became frightened and changed his mind.
He thought: "The water-dividing arrow is a sacred weapon that controls the river.
If it is stolen by this merchant, I am afraid there will be a flood, and I will be in big trouble."
At this time, another big white hand stretched out from the river.
The old man was hesitating in his heart and accidentally dropped the green flag.
Then the waves became stronger and the boat swayed unsteadily.
He was even more panicked.
He hurriedly rowed to the shore and looked at the water in the river.
It was like a mountain, and the vibration was like thunder.
It took a long time to calm down again.
The dead body of the merchant floated on the water, and his head had long been removed, and it was floating down the river.
The old man did not dare to say anything and returned to the melon garden on his own.
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From then on, the water in the mouth of the Sancha River no longer had any color, and became indistinguishable from ordinary river water
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