Time flies, time flies, and before you know it, the trip to the grassland tomb has been over for more than a month, and the weather has gradually entered the dog days. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoDalian has always been famous for its tourism industry, and in this scorching sun and hot summer, it is even more lively.

I sat in the shop, leaned on my old Taishi chair, shook the bamboo paper fan in my hand, drank the brewed tea, and watched the noisy crowd outside the window, enjoying the rare peace and comfort in this hot summer.

I didn't deliberately tell myself to forget the thrilling journey and the mysteries that I had ever had. Remembering this kind of thing is very wonderful, the more you deliberately want to forget something, the less you can forget something, and the end result is that what you want to forget often becomes the one you remember most clearly. So if you want to forget something, the best way is still the old saying, time will dilute everything, years will smooth out the wounds, all I have to do is simply wait......

Uncle hasn't contacted me since the last time he told me that he had dealt with the posthumous events of the pillars, and I don't know what he thinks about this whole incident, and whether he will take some other action, but for me, the follow-up of this incident is not so important.

I admit that in this matter, the element I chose to escape occupies the peak, I am just a small citizen of the market, I don't have the courage and mind of a big hero, I just don't want to touch my own pain again, if I continue to get to the bottom of it, it will inevitably remind me of the pillar, think of the big man who has only known him for a few days, and is stunned......

As for Jin Buchang, since the separation, he has not contacted me again, and I naturally will not take the initiative to ask him questions and talk about old things. Regarding the people or things on the tomb robbery road, I instinctively chose to avoid it, after all, there are too many involvement and intersection with these people, and I am afraid it is not a wise move for me, a young man who is content with the status quo and has the duty of "three noes".

Indeed, men have a hidden river and lake in their hearts, and they will occasionally fantasize about the reckless feelings of righteousness, but it really makes me unrealistic to embark on this road? I'm not that stupid.

On the road of life, there will always be many forks in the road, all we can do is to rely on our hearts, with intuition to choose the direction of the footsteps, as for the end of the road waiting for you what is waiting for you, I am afraid that only when you reach the end, can you really know......

I picked up the teacup, took the brewed Tieguanyin in my mouth and savored it, letting the aroma of tea in the bitterness stimulate my taste buds. Tea ceremony is also one of my few hobbies, the so-called tea is a mood, tea is a state of mind, life is like tea, meditation to right, right and wrong innocent, the reason for the previous life, recognize, let go is smart, can't see through, a dream without a trace......

Wandering, looking out of the window with a little sluggish eyes, and then started to be stunned, wandering out of the world, and inadvertently floating in his mind an outdated old lyrics: "Let the past go with the wind, all with the wind, all with the wind......"

The sound of the wind chimes hanging on the door of the "Jingle Bell" store came to my ears, and the sound of the bell seemed to bring me back to the scene of the day when I first saw Ni Tian. It was also at noon, and the wind chimes rang out, and a bearded man in a straight suit walked in. He sat across from me, smoking cigarette after cigarette, and slowly told me about his sad and desolate experience. He's taken me into a realm I've never set foot in, a nightmare journey, and now what about him? But there is no news like the fourth uncle......

I smiled a little self-deprecatingly and shook my head helplessly, why did I think of him? Returning to the right track of a peaceful life is the kind of comfort I crave, the experience of wandering between life and death, I am afraid that once in a lifetime is enough......

"Hello, comrade." The guests who walked in seemed to shake their heads and smirks from time to time because they saw me staring out the window blankly, and finally couldn't help but remind me: "Comrade? Hello comrades! ”。

After a few reminders, I came back to my senses, hurriedly retracted my messy thoughts, and immediately squeezed out a smiling expression of service, and turned my head to look at the visitor. But at this glance, sweat instantly came out of his forehead, and his heart was up and down for a while, and the smile he squeezed out froze on his face, and he was stunned on the spot......

Standing at the door was a woman, this woman looked to be twenty-four or five years old, tall and slender, with a lean ponytail, slender eyebrows, and almond eyes. If you want to say that it is more distinctive, it is the pair of petite ears, which makes this woman exude a heroic spirit, mixed with a hint of cute and playful feeling.

Of course, what can stimulate me to behave so abnormally is naturally not her figure and appearance. I'm not a nymphomaniac, when I see a beautiful woman, I will have a series of symptoms such as heart beating, sweating on my forehead, and dementia on my face. What shocked me was that the outfit she was wearing, it was a clean and neat navy blue police uniform, she could be a female police officer! ……

Of course, it is not that the police comrades do not like antiques, but because of the sensitivity of the industry between each other, most of the people who come will also visit in civilian clothes, after all, if this antique shop enters the police comrades wearing police uniforms, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not cause misunderstanding and suspicion among the onlookers who eat melons, thinking that there is a fake in this shop? Or is it a thief? If it is a coincidence, it happens to be reported as a news, and no one will be willing to patronize it again in the future, even if the sale of this antique shop is completely smashed, it is estimated that it will have to close every few days.

My own shop, of course, I know best, fakes and stolen goods? To be honest, for my small shop, it's really a big deal, and even if my uncle really has it, it will never be possible to get a broken place where my monthly income is difficult to self-sufficient. Besides, get me here? Using his own nephew to sell stolen goods? Don't know if it's going to happen? Isn't this asking for trouble for yourself? Unless the uncle has a cerebral seizure, he will do such a non-existent thing.

The smile froze, and the heartbeat accelerated, but the brain was thinking about the analysis and response, this female policeman in a police uniform suddenly appeared in my shop, why? It can't be the last time I went to rob the tomb with Ni Tian, who reported it? As a result, a line was checked, and now I have found it, right? ……