Seven years ago, my father took ten of his descendants with the highest thresholds to the tomb of Emperor Qin. Unexpectedly, they all fell into it and no one came out alive.
With this, I wash my hands in a golden basin and no longer care about Jianghu affairs.
Unexpectedly, by an unexpected combination of circumstances, half of the Faqiu Seal forced me to rush out of the world, firstly to find the truth, and secondly because I also wanted to see what was hidden in the tomb of Emperor Qin, which had troubled China for thousands of years.
Human-shaped rice dumplings, hidden in hanging coffins, secrets and secrets!
Jianghu people, doing Jianghu things,
I am Cui Bei, the only tripod-carrying master in the world of martial arts who knows all four gates!
