As soon as I heard Old Man Jiang's words, my whole body tightened, because of the Taoism, Old Man Jiang's awe of education, and my own personal experience, I actually had a sense of respect and avoidance for things like graves, but I didn't expect someone to pick up the things in the grave.

"Master, you don't care about such a person? Still trading here? "I'm young, in my heart, white is white, black is black, in my world, good people should live long, bad people should be arrested.

Master is a master in my eyes, and I think he should take care of this kind of grave picking.

"I don't care, their tomb robbers also belong to the same industry, and many of them are also poor people who have been forced to panic! In fact, if they go down this time, life and death will be fate, and their lives are not in their own hands. And they dig other people's graves, naturally they also have their own retribution, this God, they are staring, they themselves know, they also have their own rules, and when retribution comes, many people also recognize it. Sanwa'er, the rights and wrongs of this world, black and white, sometimes it's not as simple as you see, just like this God, there is a day, and there must be a night, isn't it? In addition, the affairs of one of the veins of our mountains are the affairs of another world, and those things are not allowed to ruin people's lives, but the affairs of this world are not our responsibility. Old man Jiang sighed and said faintly.

In fact, I was only ten years old at the time, and now that I think about it, he doesn't know how to explain the truth to a ten-year-old child, the human heart is the most terrifying, but the main purpose of Taoism is that he is natural, and the way of heaven has its own cycle.

It is cruel to ask a child to accept some darkness.

After being silent for a while, Old Man Jiang said: "When you are fifteen years old, I will take you out, and I will take you to run the 'rivers and lakes' every year in the future, and you will understand a lot at that time." ”

I nodded with some reluctance in my heart, after all, I still can't accept the things of the world with a normal heart, and see through the truth that others let him be, and his heart is all up to me.

After walking for a while, Old Man Jiang finally pulled me into a teahouse, this teahouse is very different from other teahouses, the small second floor, revealing a style that does not belong to the market.

"This underground shop is also so public, I am afraid that it is showing the identity of the boss of the industry." Old man Jiang muttered as soon as he entered the teahouse, but the voice was very small, and I heard it.

After a pause, Old Man Jiang didn't go up to the second floor, so he randomly found a table in the corner of the first floor and sat down.

After sitting down for a while, a guy came to greet him, and the old man Jiang casually ordered two cups of flower tea and a plate of peanuts, and was ready to let the guy go down, but after thinking about it, he asked the guy to help him shout 2 bowls of beef noodles next door and sent them, probably thinking that I was hungry.

I ate 2 bowls of beef noodles, and the taste was average, but I was finally half-filled.

"Master, you said that the food in Chengdu is delicious, but this noodle is average." I'm used to eating wild game in the mountains, I really don't think this beef noodles are good, I said, I reached out and took the tea in front of me to drink, and when I drank it, I felt very uncomfortable, and I almost didn't spit it out.

"You baby, this beef noodle is usually from a roadside stall, can you still eat a flower? This tea, I guess you are used to being tricked by me, you drink those teas with me on weekdays in the mountains, forget it, and you will understand if you run more rivers and lakes with me in the future. After speaking, the old man Jiang peeled the peanuts by himself, and he also drank the flower tea in front of him one by one, and he didn't see anything unaccustomed.

I'm a kid after all, and it's okay to sit in this teahouse for a while, but after sitting for twenty minutes, I will inevitably get bored and start looking at everything in this teahouse.

The guests in this teahouse are incomprehensible, listen to the voice, there are many people who are not Sichuan people at all, it seems, the difference is also big, unlike other teahouses, either the elderly are playing piles, or the players are playing piles.

How would you describe the people here? The people who drink tea here are farmers who look honest, some even have mud spots on their trouser legs, some people who wear glasses and hold a fan, and those who look extremely gentle, and those who look ordinary, but their eyes are unusually calm, revealing a ruthless spirit.

I don't know if it's the master's mouth, the reason why I was born with a 'heavenly eye', in short, I am always very sensitive to what kind of existence a person is, that is, I can feel what is in a person's bones.

I was so amused by the mixed number of tea customers in this teahouse, and I soon discovered a strange phenomenon.

Those tea guests who sit and drink tea, if they can't sit for a while, there will always be people who come over to talk, some of them go directly to greet people as soon as they enter the teahouse and observe a circle, and some are tea customers who originally drank tea.

The people who are accosted are generally nervous, basically a few words, you can see those who are accosted shaking their heads or nodding, shaking their heads, those who are accosted are simply gone, nodding is even weirder, and they go out directly with others.

Anyway, it will only be a while when I go out, and after some people come back, they continue to sit and drink tea, and some people come back and pay the bill and leave.

"Sanwa'er, do you see the fame?" Old man Jiang took a leisurely sip of tea and asked casually.

"I saw some of them, but I don't know why, these people, running around looking for people to talk to, and going in and out, looking at them like that, they are not familiar with each other."

"This is doing business, those who are looking for someone to talk to, that is, the traffickers who collect things, generally use jargon to ask people whether they have goods, what is the condition, after asking these basic things, he will give an approximate price, and then ask people if they are willing to take the goods out to see, after all, this business can not be done in the open, and those who are willing to see the goods generally go to the back alley of the teahouse, or near the toilet to see, and those who are unwilling will forget it. After all, the owners of this teahouse are not ordinary, they don't dare to mess around, and they don't dare to rob other people's goods in private, generally, those who can enter this teahouse are people who know this area very well, and they are long-term customers who can enter, and they generally come in by mistake, and after asking a word or two, they will be invited out. Old man Jiang explained to me.

"Then they go out to see the goods, and what are the guys at the teahouse going to do? Also, why weren't we asked out? ”

"The guy went to draw money, and the people in this teahouse only received first-class goods, but allowed others to receive goods in his teahouse, but the transaction was completed, and both the buyer and the seller had to give a certain amount of money to this teahouse. As for why we weren't invited out, it's because the time hasn't come, and if we sit for 1 hour, their people will come to the bottom. Old man Jiang whispered.

Sure enough, while he was talking, a guy came this way.

"Uncle, you came here for tea because an acquaintance introduced you? Say our teahouse is good? ”

"I came on my own." Old man Jiang was very calm.

"I said look at the noodles, we are all old guests here, and we like to talk about things here." After the guy said this, he stared at the old man Jiang, if he didn't understand a little jargon at this time, he would probably have to leave with someone.

"Don't talk about heavenly things, let alone underground things, you have to talk about money to be serious." Old man Jiang replied inexplicably, and the guy smiled, nodded his head inexplicably around, turned around and left.

I was stunned, what is this?

"This is jargon, in fact, the secret meaning is not to talk about grave robbing and the like here, everyone only talks about things, and it also implies that this is a business, and it has nothing to do with tomb robbers, which is an act of dissociating from the relationship, and then it became jargon. This guy just nodded to imply that we are people who understand, and it won't be long before someone asks us for business. "Old man Jiang has 'illiteracy' for me again.

To be honest, after coming to this place and observing it for so long, I have an inexplicable excitement in my heart, and from the initial resistance, it has become fresh and curious.

As expected, after a while, a young man who looked like a prickly head began to walk towards our table with a loud voice.