When I got off the plane in Chengdu, I was even more depressed. The sky was gray and stuffy. Every breath made me sweat. It was like a steamer. I was a steaming bun in that steamer. The person who picked me up spoke in an awkward Sichuan dialect. I suddenly felt that I didn't belong in this city. It was so noisy and densely populated. There were more people here than in Urumchi.
Dad and I took our luggage. As soon as we left the airport, we felt wet and uncomfortable. Dad asked a friend to book a hotel. As soon as I entered the room, I turned on the air conditioner and didn't want to move a single step. In a daze, I heard a buzzing sound in my ear. My first reaction was that there were mosquitoes!
Although I killed many mosquitoes, I was still amazed by the power of the Sichuan mosquitoes the next morning. They weren't picky eaters, unlike the Xinjiang mosquitoes, who would hover in the air for a long time before finally finding a delicious place to bite. They would bite and run away at any time. One night, it would leave a person with small, itchy bumps all over his body.
Dad said,"You have to learn to use floral dew and mosquito repellent incense. Otherwise, the days ahead will not be good!"”
I nodded and continued to scratch my swollen little bag.
After breakfast, we took the train from Chengdu to Nanchong. On the train, the old man next to me would take out a cigarette from time to time and sprinkle essential balm on it. He would light it up and smoke it. I asked him what the benefits were. The answer made me break down-it was cool and comfortable to smoke like this.
The first time I saw the trees outside the car window were all over the mountains and plains. I also saw that my father had spent a lot of money to raise a large pot of centipede grass and turtle back bamboo. They were all over the mountains here. They didn't even eat pigs.
After a three-and-a-half-hour drive, we arrived at Nanchong. When I got out of the car and arrived at school, I saw that there were trees everywhere! I was very excited. I touched these old tree trunks and felt that I was exploring. I thought that I would eventually discover something. I looked up at the sky and roared, scaring my father.
The first half of the year was spent in boring military training, endless self-study, new classmates, and Sichuan topics. In the past half a month, I have been busy experiencing university life and adapting to the new environment.
I remember that the first Sichuan dialect I learned was: F * ck you! This was a curse. During military training, as long as someone shouted " assemble " downstairs, the entire corridor would be filled with this sentence. The second sentence was,"Boss, how much is this?" If you didn't learn it, they would rip you off. The third sentence was,"Brother, may I ask where the toilet is?" One month after school started, Second Uncle called me and told me that Grandpa went out to dig a grave alone. We chatted for a while. When I knew that everyone was doing well, I was relieved. After exchanging a few pleasantries, I hung up. It was this phone call that made me reignite the idea of digging graves.
Back in the dormitory, I lay on the bed. I didn't participate in my roommate's slumber talk, but carefully thought about my next plan. How should I carry out my plan in this vast mountain range and the majestic Jialing River?
I spent another month in chaos. This month, I've been playing with my life. Other than studying, I've basically been reading Nanchong Annals in the library. I plan to look for it on Sunday to see if I can find something that I couldn't find before.
That morning was very comfortable. There was a faint fog. I ate a bowl of vermicelli and two oil cakes. Carrying a hiking bag, I took a bus to Dafo Rock. I carefully looked at the map. Other than the mountains, there were villages. I really had no clue. Only this Great Buddha Rock was somewhat interesting.
When I packed my bag last night, I brought a map, a compass, an engineer shovel, a few compressed biscuits, a flashlight, two bottles of water, and a set of tights. I wanted to wear these tights as waterproof clothes. I bought them from the West Gate Market. I even asked the boss if they were waterproof. The boss was speechless.
The car swayed on the road. I looked at the surrounding mountains and felt a little cold. I'm still thinking, did I see wrongly? According to the terrain, this place was not the birthplace of culture. According to the saying in Xinjiang, a grave had to be close to a mountain and water. However, there were mountains and water everywhere. How could they find it?
I got off the car on the Chengnan highway. The driver felt strange when he saw me get off the car. I didn't care what he thought. Since I was already down, I jumped off the highway fence and rushed down. The mountain road was not as easy to walk as the desert. One had to climb up and down the mountain. Fortunately, the map could be understood. The more I walked, the colder my heart became. Why was it that I hadn't even covered half of the distance on the map after walking for three hours?
I didn't know how long I had walked for, but the undulating mountains in front of me made me feel dizzy. I had to stop. It was already noon. I squatted on a rock and slowly ate the compressed biscuits. What…what kind of place is this? There are dead branches and leaves under my feet, flowers and plants that I can't name, and mosquitoes harassing me from time to time.
After eating the compressed biscuits, I began to wonder if I was a little anxious. I took out my phone. There was no signal in this place. I started to feel frustrated and suddenly regretted it. I was too impulsive. This feeling caused a kind of fear to sprout in me, and this fear continued to spread until I felt that the surrounding trees had become repulsive.
For about an hour, I sat on the rock and reflected. I realized that I was really wrong. No! I had to go back. The work I had done was far from enough. I didn't understand this place at all. I didn't know what was here at all. I had no clue at all. I just felt my way here.
When I made up my mind to give up, I felt a sense of loss and unprecedented frustration. What a failure. I scolded myself as I walked. At this moment, I was careless and tripped on a vine, falling on my face. I didn't expect the ground to be so soft. I looked down. Wahaha, country bumpkin!
I was overjoyed. I've been looking for you for a day, and we hit it off. I touched the soil. It was very soft. After two shovels, I saw that the soil was very wet. I judged that the ancient people had used mud to paste the grave, so there should be a lot of treasures below. Without saying anything, I took out the shovel and started digging.
After digging for about two hours, I stood on top of the half-meter-deep conical hole that I had dug. I couldn't tell whether it was round or square. I wanted to die. Because I've already dug up a rock. This…this isn't a grave, it's a country bumpkin. The funny thing was that I was still wearing tight clothes, which were wet and sticky inside. My back was actually eaten by mosquitoes with extremely strong penetrating power.
I put away my tools and looked at the bumpkin that had been dug up. I'll fill it up. I don't have the strength. I won't fill it up. It doesn't seem good to dig up the mountain anywhere. In the end, I went down the mountain while constantly consoling myself.
I walked and stopped for five hours. On the way, I thought about the Great Buddha Rock. Other than the rocks I dug, I didn't even see the shadow of Buddha. When I climbed onto the highway, I really wanted to die. Cars came and went, but none of them stopped to take me back to Nanchong. That feeling was really miserable!
In desperation, I called the police and said I was lost. The operator was very polite and told me to wait there in very poor Chinese. Two hours later, I got into the police car and returned to Nanchong. I even made a rather complete statement.
The next morning, my whole body was in pain, and the soles of my feet were on fire. I skipped class for the entire morning. I endured the pain and slipped to the hospital. The doctor looked at the big blisters on the soles of my feet." Young man, did you just come back from the Long March?”
What was even more infuriating was that the nurse next to me kept laughing. The doctor cut down with a few scissors, broke the bubble, and applied something that I would never forget for the rest of my life-alcohol. That heart-wrenching pain made me realize that digging graves was actually an extremely painful thing. Not being able to find a grave or digging the wrong grave was even more painful than pain.
I climbed back to the dormitory with my crutch and lay on the bed, thinking repeatedly. I realized that there were a lot of mistakes in my plan, and things were starting to get out of hand again. I was very annoyed and accidentally touched my phone.
I hung up the phone with Second Uncle and was about to cry. I said,"Second Uncle, I failed to dig the grave!”
When Second Uncle heard this, he shouted,"What's wrong with you? Did he go in?"
I said,"No! He was using crutches! I went to a place called the Great Buddha Rock and wandered around in the forest. I even dug up a country bumpkin. In the end, I dug up the rock, but I didn't find any treasure! My feet are full of blisters now. I just got rid of them. It hurts, sob-"
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a burst of laughter on the other end of the phone." You silly child. If digging graves was so easy, every house would be a good thing now! He had to learn to see things with the eyes of the ancients, and he had to look at it from the perspective of a feng shui master. Only then would it be possible to find it!”
I said," I can't find such a book. Even if I find it, I don't have a teacher to guide me. What if I make a mistake?”
Second Uncle said,"Then study hard and stop digging!"”
I said,"I want to go back and bring something good for Grandpa. Please help me!"”
Second Uncle stopped talking. I said anxiously,"Second Uncle, you don't want our craftsmanship to stop in the future, right? I should have learned more here than in Xinjiang. If I learn it, I can still run when Grandpa's body can't run anymore, right?”
Second Uncle seemed to be in a dilemma as well. I said,"Second Uncle, what kind of place do you think Sichuan is? It's full of outstanding people. We're digging graves now, but have you thought about it? In the future, if we collect treasures and sell them after we collect them, wouldn't it be better to make a profit by digging graves?"”
Second Uncle seemed to have made up his mind." Alright, alright. You just have a lot of ideas. I can't win against you. How do you want me to help you?”
I said,"Give me the number of the Sichuan ghost face, I…"
"No, no!" Second Uncle hurriedly interrupted. If your grandfather finds out, he will die a horrible death. This won't do!"
I said," Second Uncle, there are at least a thousand or eight hundred Sichuan ghost faces. I don't believe that they can all have a relationship with Grandpa. Even if they do, they won't know that I'm his grandson!”
Second Uncle said," How about this? I'll give a friend a call. Remember this number. 139×× × × × × ××. Contact him in ten minutes." I told you that you were my friend and wanted to learn something. You should grasp it yourself. If he doesn't teach you, don't blame me for not helping you! The water there is also very deep."
I was so excited that I accidentally touched my injured foot. It hurt so much that I grimaced in pain. After hanging up, I looked at my watch and waited. This was also possible? Haha, it's much easier than I thought. I began to imagine what would happen in the graves in Sichuan. Ten minutes later, I dialed the phone excitedly. It rang several times. Why didn't anyone answer? At that time, I was like a deflated ball. What? How can I be considered a qualified grave robber? If this was a business call, wouldn't it be a waste to throw it away?
I hung up the phone and lay on the bed in a daze. At this moment, the phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. I picked it up and said weakly,"Hello, who is it?"
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. Then, a middle-aged man with a Sichuan accent spoke. "You want to learn the Eye Palm?" he asked.
When I heard it,"palm eyes"? What was this thing? But I still replied,"Oh, Erzi asked me to look for you." Yes, I want to learn!"
The other side said," If you have the chance, meet me. I'm in Xichong. When you have time, come to Xichong to look for me!" But you have to come alone!"
I said,"Okay, okay, I'll find some time soon!"”
After hanging up, I was secretly delighted. This was the day where he had a goal. Once my mood improved, the bad luck of the past two days was swept away. I went to the cafeteria alone with a crutch and ordered a few delicious dishes. I ordered a few bottles of beer and slowly drank them.
After my foot was basically healed, I couldn't wait to make that call. This time, he picked up." Come to Xichong and find the Xichong court. Bring two bottles of pure water. Open one bottle and drink it, don't open the other! 5 PM!"
After saying that, he hung up. I looked at my watch. Yes, it seemed like I could make it. I rushed to the bus station and began my long journey. When I arrived at the entrance of the Xichong court, I looked at my watch and saw that there were still five minutes left. I opened a bottle of mineral water and slowly drank it. It was quite hot outside, and my sweat kept flowing. I looked at my watch again. It was already 5:20. Why wasn't this person here yet? I muttered. At this moment, a young man walked over and picked up the bottle of mineral water that I hadn't opened. He opened it and drank it. I stood up." Friend, this water is useful!”
The young man ignored me and drank half of it in one go. He continued,"I'm the one you're waiting for. You can call me Brother Rat!”
I was dumbfounded. I thought he should be at least fifty years old and have at least a few underlings by his side to do this. I didn't expect that the person who came was actually a young man in his twenties. Did my second uncle introduce me to the cowhide king just to get rid of me? " Brother Rat? This title sounds like a person with no ability. Look at Grandpa, he's called Ghost Grandpa. I know he has a big background. This…I didn't say anything." He then said," Let's go. It's not easy to come here. However, I still have a card game to play. I'm going to play for a while. Are you coming with me or what?”
I said,"I'll go with you to broaden my horizons!”
Brother Rat hailed a cab and went straight to a nearby teahouse. As soon as he entered, he shouted,""Waiter, two cups of Maojian tea for my private room.”
Just this voice alone made me feel disgusted with him. I followed him into a private room. The room looked very simple and there were already three people in it. A young man stood up and said,"Brother Rat, we're waiting for you!"”
One of the other two was a middle-aged man who wore glasses and had his hair combed to perfection. The other was a fat woman wearing high heels. The woman said,"Yo, rat boy, where have you been getting rich lately? I can't see you either. I miss you very much!”
Brother Rat didn't waste any time and said,""Alright, since everyone thinks so much of me, I'll go first. A bloody battle to the end, fifty, no upper limit!”
The middle-aged man didn't say anything, but the young man who stood up said,""I'll listen to Brother Rat!"
The fat woman said," Ha ha ha, rat boy, your cards are as bad as your goods, but your money is still very good!”
I watched from the side. Although I didn't play very well, I knew that Brother Haozi was a master. Basically, the cards he threw out were thrown in front of others. He basically didn't play any tricks and drank tea from time to time. I looked at it for a while and felt bored. I sat at the side and played with my phone. Brother Rat said," Sit next to me and continue to watch. You're the God of Fortune. You just left and you lost!"”
I had no choice but to sit at the side and continue reading. This time, I felt that there was a hidden meaning in his words, so I perked up and read. I seemed to have noticed something different. Every time Brother Rat played a round, he would meet the young man's hand, and the woman would also put her cards into the middle-aged man's hand. The winner and loser seemed to have never been separated. I understand now. This is a two-to-two battle! Sure enough, they had many small tricks up their sleeves from time to time, and I began to notice them. For example, Brother Haozi would sniff and tell the young man what cards to put, while the woman would hold her head and tidy her hair to tell the middle-aged man what she wanted. I thought it was very strange when I saw it. I said to myself,"Oh, I see.”
Brother Rat glanced at me and turned his head.""I'm not playing anymore. It's the last round. I don't pay if I win or lose. You won 200 yuan from me today. I'll win it back next time.”
After the fight, he said,"The loser doesn't pay the room fee. I'm leaving!"”
After saying that, he called me out of the private room. We walked out of the teahouse and he brought me to a skewer shop." It's our first time meeting. Let me treat you to a meal."”
We found a table by the window. After he greeted the waiter, he went to get his skewers. I thought about it and decided to take it as it was. He basically only took meat. When I took vegetables, he said,"Put it down. How can this thing be full?”
My anger was rising. Why would you mind what I eat when you treat me to a meal? I was boiling meat in the hotpot impatiently. He opened four cans of beer in a row. I helped to pour the wine. He said,"Little brother, you saw us playing cards just now. Tell me what you found?"”
I said,"You play cards two against two. The cards you want are all in your nose. You don't have sinusies, but you keep inhaling. That young man relies on this to put the cards to you. The woman opposite him was from the same family as the middle-aged man. The woman was the leader, and she decided what cards she wanted by holding her head and combing her hair. You could have won today. Why didn't you continue?”
Brother Rat said,"Well, you have good taste." I can tell! Do you usually play mahjong?"
I said,"I only saw this when I came to Sichuan. I don't know much."”
Brother Rat said,"Not bad, not bad, you can do it!" One had to remember that one had to have good eyesight to be an eye master. Attentiveness was the key! You know how to get up?"
Only then did I understand that this kid was testing me to see what kind of person I was. Oh my god, using mahjong to test people was very novel. He continued," Actually, we've been testing our opponent's cards from the beginning. Look, we know what every gesture means. It's meaningless to continue playing. So I felt that she had already guessed what my hand gesture was, so there was no need to continue!”
I heard that it was unbelievable. Why are these people so awesome? They all have a few unfathomable things. I ate silently. He ate like he was digging a grave. He ate happily. I picked up a piece of meat and put it in my mouth." Did you just finish digging the grave recently?”
He opened his mouth wide." Who told you that?”
Only then did I take a good look at his appearance. His hair looked very greasy under the steam of the hotpot. His eyes were very small, and there were some small scars on the bridge of his nose. His lips were very thin. However, his facial features were all on his face. No matter how he looked at it, he did not look like a grave digger. Instead, he looked very funny. I said,"I guessed it. Usually, only those who have just returned from digging a grave can eat so well!"”
He looked at me, lowered his head, and took a piece of meat." That's true. I've only seen the taste of food. I can't change it." Right, in the future, don't talk about digging graves or anything. You have to talk about lifting coffins! You know how to get up?"
"Understood!" However, he was laughing in his heart. What? Digging a grave is digging a grave, what coffin!
I smiled." Have you been in the coffin recently?"”
Brother Rat looked at me and then looked left and right." I did make a sum of money, but I didn't make a profit. Good eyesight. Also, don't talk about places with people. Eat!”
I ate a belly full of meat, but he burped very comfortably. After paying the bill, he asked me to leave with him. We took a taxi and arrived at a rather remote place. There were trees all around and a wheat field a little further away. He found a rock and sat down." Do you like this job, or do you feel that you have nothing to do and want to kill time?”
I said,"I like this line of work. I've dug before!”
He looked up at me with his little eyes.”
I said,"Xinjiang, the ancient city of Loulan!”
I wanted to intimidate him, but he pursed his lips and said,"The coffins there don't have any technical content. Even people who don't know this industry can do it. It can't be considered grave robbing!”
He pursed his lips, spat, and lit a cigarette." If you follow me, you'll have to acknowledge me as your master!”
I muttered in my heart. Don't tell me you want a red packet? I said,"It's my duty. Master, I'm here to greet you!"”
He looked at me and laughed so hard that his small eyes couldn't be seen." It's not that simple to become my disciple!”
I said,"Oh, what do you want?"
He took a puff of his cigarette and said,"Come with me. I'll show you!"”
After saying that, he entered the forest. He looked left and right and lifted a patch of grass. When I saw it, my god, it was a hole in the ground! I followed him in. He closed the hole and disappeared into the darkness. After a while, the lights inside came on, giving me a fright. I started to size up this place. It wasn't big, and there were thick wires on the ground. There was an old table with holes on it. There was a lamp, a few books, a small hammer, and a magnifying glass on the table. There were a few black plastic bags beside the table, but he couldn't see what they were.
I secretly laughed in my heart. This was indeed a rat, moving around in the cave every day. I asked him,"Wow, this hole must have taken a lot of time to dig!"”
"This is an ancient tomb!" Brother Rat said. There was an electric cable not far away. The grave had been robbed. Look, there was a hole. I think it's not bad. Let's make it a basement!”
I nodded and took a look. There was indeed a hole. This hole seemed to have become a vent. Only Hao Zi could think of using the ancient tomb as his home. I returned to the main topic and asked,"Then how can I be considered a master?"”
He didn't say anything and put out the cigarette butt." You read first! He had to at least memorize these books before he could acknowledge him as his master. You can go back after you get it. When you say that you've memorized it, you can come and look for me.”
I took a look at it. The Tang Dynasty's Yang Yunsong's "Burial Method with an Upturned Staff", the Jin Dynasty's Guo Pu's "Burial Book","Dragon Shaking Scripture","Yin and Yang Five Important Books", and "Yellow Emperor's House Scripture". My scalp went numb from reading. These five books could kill you, and you still have to memorize the basics! Oh my god, this is killing me!
I reluctantly took it." What if the higher-ups don't understand?”
Brother Rat opened the cover and pulled me up. He buried me again." I don't understand. Can't you ask?”
With that, he turned around and left. I was worried by the big rock alone. These were the five mountains. I was a little dejected.
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