Notes on Burying the Dragon

In the troubled times at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, when wars engulfed the sky, Qingtan Mountain in Huaibei hid a bloody secret that lasted for thirty years. Thirty years ago, my great-grandfather led eight people into the Chu Tomb in the Desolate Valley. The only survivor went crazy and died, leaving only half a bronze fragment and a horrifying last words: "They have no ears, they are listening..." Thirty years later, the Red Turban Army came to the mountain, and the Shen family stocked up on food to prepare for shortages. The only way to survive was to step on Grandpa's dead end. My name is Shen Shi, I am fifteen years old and I am the third generation descendant of the Shen family. When I followed my grandfather into the white mist again, I discovered that the dangers of the Chu Tomb were far more than just the earless stone figurines. The blood pit of a thousand-year living sacrifice, the tomb passage that closes by itself, the slightly moving figure in the coffin... This time, eight of us enter the tomb, how many can be brought out alive? Or will we all become new sacrifices in the tomb? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.