Chapter 74 Entering the “Jianghu”

When I heard what the old man said, I felt a chill run down my spine. Because of my cultivation, the awe that the old man had instilled in me, and my own personal experience, I actually have a sense of respect and avoidance for things like graves, but I never thought that someone would still go digging up graves.

“Master, you don’t care about people like this? You still come here to trade?” I was young, and in my heart, white was white and black was black. In my world, good people should live long lives and bad people should be arrested.

My master is a wise man in my eyes, and I think he should be in charge of this kind of grave robbing.

“I don’t care. They are also a profession of tomb robbers, and many of them are poor people who are forced to panic! In fact, once they go down, they are destined to live or die, and their lives are not in their own hands. And they rob people’s graves, so they naturally have their own retribution. This day, it is staring at them, and they know it themselves. They also have their own rules, and when retribution comes, many people also recognize it. Sanwa, the world is full of right and wrong, black and white, and sometimes it’s not as simple as you think. Just like this day, there is a day, but there is also a night, right? In addition, the things that we are in charge of in the mountains are things from another world. We are not allowed to let those things ruin people’s lives, but the things in this world are not our business. “Old Jiang sighed and said in a low voice.

In fact, I was only ten years old at the time. Now that I think about it, he didn’t understand how to explain the truth to a ten-year-old child. The human heart is the most terrifying, but the main idea of Taoism is that he is natural, and the Tao of heaven has its own cycle.

It is actually cruel to ask a child to accept certain darkness.

After a long silence, the old man said, “When you turn 15, I’ll take you out. Every year, I’ll take you to the rivers and lakes, and you’ll understand a lot more then.”

I nodded with some reluctance. After all, I still couldn’t accept the world with an ordinary heart, seeing through others and letting them be, and my own heart was governed by my own principles.

After walking for a while, the old man finally took me into a teahouse. Compared to other teahouses, this teahouse was very different. It was a small two-story building with a style that did not belong to the market.

“This underground shop is so open and public, probably to show off the identity of the boss of the industry.” Old man Jiang mumbled this as soon as he entered the teahouse, but the voice was very low, so I heard it.

After a pause, Jiang Laotou didn’t go upstairs, but sat down at a table in a corner on the first floor.

After sitting for a while, a waiter came to serve him. The old man ordered two cups of flower tea and a plate of peanuts, and then told the waiter to go. But then he thought about it and asked the waiter to help him order two bowls of beef noodles from the next door. I guess he thought I was hungry.

I ate all the two bowls of beef noodles, which were just so-so, but I was at least half full.

“Master, you said that the food in Chengdu is delicious, but this noodle is just so-so.” I’m used to eating wild game in the mountains, so I really don’t think this beef noodle is very good. As I said this, I reached out and took the tea in front of me to drink. As soon as I drank it, I felt extremely uncomfortable and almost vomited.

“You kid, this beef noodle is just like the ones you get at a roadside stall. You can’t even taste the tea. I guess you’ve been spoiled by me, and you usually drink the tea with me in the mountains… Never mind, you’ll understand after you’ve been around the world with me more often.” After saying that, the old man Jiang peeled the peanuts himself, and he also drank the flower tea in front of him, one sip at a time, without seeing anything that was not used to it.

After all, I was just a kid, so it was fine to sit in the teahouse for a while, but after 20 minutes, I inevitably got bored and started to take a look at everything in the teahouse.

The customers in this teahouse are hard to figure out. From the sound of it, many of them aren’t even from Sichuan. It seems that there are also big differences. Unlike other teahouses, either the elderly are gathered together, or the card players are gathered together.

How do you describe the people here? There are people who look like simple farmers, some of whom even have mud on their trouser legs, there are people who wear glasses and carry a fan, who look extremely refined, and there are people who look ordinary, but have an extremely calm gaze, exuding a kind of ruthlessness.

I don’t know if it was because of the “divine eye” that my master spoke of, but I was always particularly sensitive to how a person was, and I could feel what was inside a person.

The tea house was so mixed with all kinds of people, and it was fun to watch. After a while, I noticed a strange phenomenon.

Those tea drinkers who were sitting and drinking tea would always be approached by someone after a while. Some would go straight to the person after entering the teahouse and observing it for a while, while others would be the original tea drinkers.

The people being approached are generally nervous, and it usually takes only a few words to see the person being approached shake their head or nod. If they shake their head, the person approaching them will simply leave, and if they nod, it’s even more strange, as they will go out with someone else. Generally, when they go out like this, the tea house staff who are idling around will also go with them.

Anyway, they only go out for a while. Some people come back and continue to drink tea, while others come back and just pay the bill and leave.

“Sanwa, do you see anything?” Old Jiang leisurely took a sip of tea and asked casually.

“I can see some of it, but I don’t know why. These people come and go, looking for someone to talk to, and they come and go. They don’t seem to know each other.”

“This is doing business. Those who look for people to talk to are the traffickers who collect things. They usually ask people in the trade jargon if they have goods, what the quality is like, and after asking these basic things, they will give a rough price and then ask if the person is willing to take the goods out to see. After all, this business cannot be done openly. Those who are willing to see the goods usually go to the back alley of the teahouse or near the toilet to see, and those who are not willing to do so just forget it. After all, the owner of this teahouse is not ordinary. They dare not do anything rash, and they dare not steal other people’s goods in private. Generally speaking, people who can enter this teahouse are those who know this area very well, and they are long-term customers. Those who accidentally come in will be asked to leave after asking a few questions. “Old Jiang explained to me.

“Then what do the waiters do when they go out to look at the goods? And why weren’t we asked to leave?”

“The waiter followed them to take money. The people in this teahouse only accept first-class goods, but they allow others to receive goods in their teahouse. However, after the transaction is completed, both the buyer and the seller must give a certain amount of money to the teahouse. As for why we weren’t asked to leave, it’s because the time hasn’t come yet. After sitting for an hour, their people will come to check on us.” Old man Jiang whispered.

Sure enough, while we were talking, a waiter came over.

“Old man, did someone introduce you to come here for tea? Did they say our teahouse is good?”

“I came here on my own.” The old man Jiang was very calm.

“I said you looked unfamiliar. We have a lot of regulars here who like to talk about things.” After saying this, the waiter stared at the old man. If you didn’t understand the jargon at this time, you would probably be asked to leave.

“We don’t talk about things in the sky, and we don’t talk about things underground. We only talk about money.” The old man said in a strange way, and the waiter smiled and nodded around in a strange way, then turned and left.

I was stunned. What does this mean?

“This is slang. In fact, the hidden meaning is that you shouldn’t talk about grave robbing and tomb raiding here. Everyone just talks about the things that come out, and it also implies that this is a place for business, and has nothing to do with tomb raiding. It is a behavior of clarifying the relationship, and later it became slang. The guy just nodded to imply that we are smart people. It won’t be long before someone comes to do business with us.” Old man Jiang gave me another “literacy” lesson.

To be honest, after observing this place for so long, I felt an inexplicable excitement at being in the world of the underworld. From the beginning of my resistance, I became curious and excited.

Sure enough, not long after, a young man who looked like a prick began to strut over to our table.