The wind and snow in Changbai Mountain wrap up countless secrets all year round. The elders often say that among the white mountains and black waters, the essence of dragon veins is hidden, and the bones of countless people who covet the treasure are also buried. Every night, when the mountain wind blows through the forest, there always seems to be a gloomy whimper, carrying the curses and greed of thousands of years ago.
Zhang Kui, a very poor man at the foot of the mountain, lived with his blind grandmother since childhood. When Wang Mazi came to him with the yellowed map, he looked at his grandmother's increasingly cloudy eyes and the drafty thatched house at home. He gritted his back molars and embarked on this road of tomb robbing with a near-death experience.
Who would have thought that behind the stone gate engraved with Jurchen characters, zombies would appear like black clouds over the city, and tomb beasts would appear like evil ghosts. The crackle of the burning torch, the roar of the tomb beast, and the desperate screams of his companions intertwined into a death movement. They broke in with greed, but they could only escape in embarrassment, covered with scars and full of fear. But the secret of Changbai Mountain has long been like an invisible giant net, tightly entangling them, and this is just the beginning of a thrilling tomb robbing journey...
