The wise people of the small tribe bowed their heads and pondered, the elders pondered carefully, and the boys recited in their mouths, and the more they thought about it, the more they felt the meaning of the words.

A young man wearing linen and filial piety came out of the crowd, and he bowed deeply to the old man: "Mr. is above, please accept the boy's worship, Mr. A word, the boy will be inexhaustible in his life." ”

The old man smiled slightly and asked, "What's the name of the kid?"

The boy replied, "The kid is micro." ”

The old man smiled and nodded, "Very good, very good, the kid is slight, grows and grows, and eventually becomes a big tool." ”

"Big Instrument, Great Instrument ......"

The people of the small instrument tribe are all excited, and their children of small instruments will follow the elders to learn the skills of making tools from an early age, polishing animal bones, sharpening stones, and making bone tools and stone tools. However, it is difficult to make a tool, it is difficult to figure out the hard, it is embarrassing to use the loose, and the small instrument tribe has been used for several generations, only to become a small tool, and the big tool is not to be made, which is unheard of.

The young man suppressed the doubts in his heart, bowed, and said, "Sir is far-sighted, and please teach me what should be the funeral of my grandfather and our tribe in the future?"

"Mourn, enter the earth for peace. ”

Six words, plain and bland, but the people of the Xiaoqi clan feel that it is meaningful...... It is okay to grieve but to be temperate, so that the deceased can be at peace as soon as possible.

"Mr. is really a great sage, a fool is a fool, don't blame it. ”

The white-headed elder bowed, and more than 1,000 people bowed.

"If you don't become a small instrument, how can you become a big instrument, good, extremely good. ”

The old man bowed his head slightly and turned to leave.

"Sir, what is a big instrument?" asked the young man in a loud voice, not caring about anything else.

The old man's voice came: "Heaven and earth are furnaces, creation is work, yin and yang are charcoal, and all things are copper ......."

Shi Ji followed behind the old man and was not moved by his reasoning, she only watched his deeds, and she knew that this was humane, not heavenly.

In a few days they came to a very wealthy tribe called the bandits.

The old man entered the forest, but no one was happy, all worried, and when he saw the old man entering the forest, he was even more evasive and panicked.

The leader of the thieves was a scrawny man, dressed in tattered clothes, barefoot and shoeless, extremely sloppy, and the man cowered and stepped forward and asked, "Where did the elder come from?"

The old man said: "Passing by here, begging for a drink." ”

"Whew~"

The leader of the thieves let out a sigh of relief, he straightened his waist, and said, "Elder, wait a minute." ”

He shouted, "Go and fetch a bowl of water for the elder." ”

There are thieves, you look at me, I see you don't go alone, and the leader of the thieves is embarrassed for a while.

After a long time, a childish voice sounded: "Here comes the water." ”

A six- or seven-year-old boy with a dirty face trotted over cautiously with a crude broken stone bowl full of a bowl of water, and said inarticulately, "Drink...... Drink...... Clean. ”

The old man's cloudy eyes lit up, revealing an unprecedented smile, and he reached out to take it, and drank a bowl of water like nectar.

The old man smiled and asked, "Why do you give me water to drink?"

The boy replied, "You are thirsty." ”

The old man touched his head and smiled, "Good." ”

The old man asked again, "Why are you the only one who takes water?"

Xiao Tong tilted his head and thought for a moment, and said, "...... them Fear...... Lost something? I ...... Unafraid. ”

The old man looked up at the leader of the thieves and asked with a smile, "Can you smell the old decay?"

The leader of the thieves sighed and said: "The elder doesn't know, although I am the leader of the thieves, but I am the poorest one in the tribe of thieves except for this little guy, and I am not afraid of the jokes of the elders. ”

"Since there are thieves ancestors passed down this skill, we will make a living from this, the tribe was very poor before, the tribe helped each other out of the layman thief, but with the tribe accumulated more and more property, we found that most of the tribes outside are not rich in their own tribes, and they don't go out, their eyes are on their own family, today you steal me, tomorrow I steal you, now the family is anti-theft, dare not go out, my leader is because of the tribal affairs tired, was stolen like this. ”

After hearing this, the old man smiled and said: "There are thieves, there are thieves, I didn't expect a little thief to have such a reason, and the old man has been taught." ”

"Yes...... What's ...... Reason?" the boy asked.

The old man smiled and said: "Thieves will eventually steal themselves, eat their own fruits, when they are poor, thieves also have a way, after being rich, thieves have no way, there is no way, only in one heart, only in one thought, there is no way in the heart, all day long, day after day anti-theft, sighing, ridiculous." ”

"What is the Tao?" asked the boy.

The old man replied: "The Tao is very Taoist, very Taoist." ”

Xiao Tong shook his head: "I don't understand." ”

The old man smiled and asked, "Are you willing to learn?"

The boy pedaled back and filled another bowl of water, and raised it above his head: "Mr. drink water." ”

The old man stroked his palms and laughed: "The son can be taught." ”

He took the broken bowl and drank it in a gulp, put it away, and asked, "Is there a name?"

The boy replied, "It's all ...... My name is Du. ”

The old man gently stroked the child's head and said happily: "Good name, good name, all, let's go." ”

Xiao Tong nodded, and he turned back and kowtowed to the leader of the thieves and the clansmen with red eyes: "Chief...... Take care...... Big...... Everyone...... Take care...... All...... All...... Let's go. ”

I don't know why, there are thieves in their hearts sour and panicked, they are actually not good to this child, they used to like to see him make stupid, like to listen to him stammer, and even like to tempt him with good things, instigating him to steal, but he just shook his head and smirked, even if he starved and frozen, he never did, he was the only one in the thief tribe who did not steal, he was a fool, but today when they saw his sincere eyes, watching him cry and kowtow, they suddenly felt that the last ray of sunshine of thieves was gone.

"Can you not go? I'll give you the best seashells. A little girl came out with tears in her eyes.

"And my little stone sword. The boy took out his beloved stone sword.

"I'll give you something to eat. The little fat man said with tears in his eyes.

"Both, we're not going to bully you anymore. ”

The teenagers looked at them hopefully, they hoped that the little stammerer would stay, at least there was a thief and a person who was unguarded.

"Children......" The old people opened their mouths but didn't know what to say.

......

They all left with the old man, he had too many things he didn't understand, and there were things he didn't like to steal from the tribe.

"First...... Sir, Tribal ...... Person...... None of them are bad, they ...... Unhappy, beg for ...... Mr. Qiu...... Help...... They?" said Ai Ai as a child.

The old man smiled, "How do you know that I didn't help?"

Xiao Tong's eyes lit up: "Sir, help ...... Helped?"

The old man nodded: "Helped." ”

The boy wondered, "What...... How...... Help?"

The old man smiled: "You'll know later." ”

"Oh. The boy nodded without doubt.

He didn't know that the kind old man in front of him instructed a little stone spirit to be a thief.

Shi Ji accepted the old man's first absurd and ridiculous task extremely wordlessly.

She came in the night, played a lullaby elegantly, but she was a thief who dug three feet into the ground, and she took all the valuable items of the thief tribe, including the child's shells, stone swords, and wooden horses...... It's very frustrating.

On the second day, at dawn, the thieves of the tribe began to scream from the first scream, and the sound of sorrow came and went, and the thieves, old and young, hugged each other and wept bitterly, and they described their lost belongings to each other, and scolded the thief who had been stabbed with a thousand knives together, and even did not let go of the toys in the hands of the children in the hair ornaments of the nest of the birds.

Overnight, every family was destitute, except for a wry smile and a sigh to each other, what else, a tribe of thieves was stolen.