There lived a family named Li by the Bailong River. Men make a living by fishing and farming, while women weave and cook at home. The husband and wife love each other, but Li's wife is never pregnant, and they are very anxious. After eighteen years of marriage, Li's wife finally gave birth to a fat boy, and Li Laohan and his wife were overjoyed. Soon, one day it suddenly rained heavily, and it was dark, and the white dragon was making waves. Fiona Fang is a hundred miles away, and Wang Yang is everywhere. Many people were painted with charcoal. The old man and his wife survived, but the children under one year old became the things in Bailong's stomach. Bailong invites people along the river to pay tribute to grain every year, and also gives several virgins. Li Laohan's children are one of them. Otherwise, a piece of Wang Yang meet each other.
A year later, Li Laohan's wife gave birth to another son, covered in oil and black, and unlike the last son, he was big and strong, especially edible, and his wife's milk was in short supply. It is difficult for husband and wife to find milk for their children everywhere. Soon, Li Laohan's black and fat son can walk and talk. He often helps his parents and neighbors with housework and is very popular with people.
One day, the black child was nursing in his mother's arms and soon fell asleep. He showed his true colors, and his long black dragon tail reached the threshold. Li Laohan came home after planting, opened the door and saw a long and big monster lying in his wife's arms. With a wave of his hand, he picked up the broadsword and fell, and the two feet of the little black dragon's tail was cut off. I saw blood all over the ground, and only heard a whoosh, and the little black dragonfly went to heaven. His tail was cut off by two feet, he didn't eat enough milk and left his parents and home prematurely. It is said that if he eats milk for 998 1 day, he will be invincible. ...
As the saying goes, "Two tigers can't fit in one mountain, and two dragons can't fit in one river." In the river, the little black dragon is often bitten by the big white dragon, with broken limbs and bruises all over. Because he was young and didn't have enough milk, Li Laohan cut off his tail by two feet, which was never enough. You can't get the upper hand every time you fight the white dragon. But Bailong has been making waves for many years, endangering the people, and even sending several virgins every year. Otherwise, when we meet in Wang Yang, the local people all hate him and hope that the little black dragon will defeat the white dragon. For the benefit of the people, the little black dragon has long wanted to defeat the white dragon. Why not white dragon? There's nothing we can do.
One day, Guanyin Bodhisattva passed by here, gathered local people and gave directions face to face. Soon after, the white dragon tried to harm the people again, and the black dragon tried to stop it. Just when he didn't spend his physical strength on the water to rest and fight again, all the people immediately took out many steamed buns, steamed buns, cattle and sheep, chickens and ducks for the black dragon to eat. In order to let his son beat the white dragon, Li Laohan cut off his left arm with a waist knife and gave the black dragon a basin of blood to drink. The black dragon is full of food and drink, full of energy and high morale, and wants to fight to the death with the white dragon and kill all the people.
Bailong saw many people delivering meals and meat, so he came here to wait for meals. But I saw a sea of people on both sides of the strait, and all the people threw white ash and stones into the river. Bailong's eyes burned badly, his stomach burned badly, and his whole body was bruised and more painful. He rushed out of the water and soared into the sky. Earlier and earlier, the black dragon, hating new and old enemies, went straight to his forehead, flew into the sky and launched a more violent attack on the white dragon. There was a fierce battle in the sky, and the voice of the people on the ground cheering for the black dragon resounded through the sky. The white dragon and the black dragon play in the dark and never stop from morning till night. People are expecting the news of the black dragon's victory.
Guanyin bodhisattva also came to help, only to see that she shook the Buddha dust in her hand, and the white dragon plunged into the ground like a kite with a broken line. The crowd swarmed and lifted a stone, and soon the white dragon was smashed into a paste.
The black dragon is embraced by everyone. He has always maintained peace on this side and made the people live and work in peace and contentment for generations. Now Heilongjiang is named after this.