A Tomb Raider Came to My House

{Amateur grave robbing and feng shui treasure appraisal. Special reminder: All underground cultural relics and ancient tombs belong to the state. Grave robbing is illegal, so don't break the law.}

In the south, people light candles; in the north, they offer nine incense sticks.

We roam the mountains in search of ancient tombs, just to fill our bellies.

In the 1990s, as reform and opening-up gathered pace, I, a country boy, began dreaming of making a fortune.

Then a chance encounter brought me to Xi'an with my uncle, where I joined the tomb-robbing sect he belonged to: the Ancient Moon Sect.

I traveled far and wide with my uncle, encountering giant viper-drakes, sharks, and piranhas as we raided tombs.

Several times, I nearly became food for monsters after stumbling into illusions.

Those things were terrifying, but nothing was as terrifying as the human heart.

Patricide for power. Villages slaughtered for revenge.

One harrowing experience after another showed me firsthand just how treacherous people could be!

If you're interested, come listen to the true stories from my life as a tomb raider!