When the bronze coffin was silently opened in the thousand-year-old tomb, a dark red light seeped out from the gap, reflecting on Feng Yichen's stern face. He was not the first intruder, but he was the only grave robber to reach this point alive.
Three days ago, a residual map containing clues to the tombs of the Western Zhou Dynasty appeared on the black market. Feng Yichen and Lingyue teamed up to crack the Feng Shui bureau, but unexpectedly ran into the Qi family team led by Qi Moxuan. The two groups of people battled wits and courage in the deep underground palace, and the mechanisms were activated one after another like a nightmare - the eyes of the Suzaku on the stone wall glowed with blood, as if they wanted to choose someone to devour. While Feng Yichen calmly solved the puzzle, Elder Xuanfeng suddenly appeared and forced them into a desperate situation. But the real crisis has just begun.
In the first act, he is trapped in the mystery of life and death: the tomb on the nine floors underground is like a living creature, and the tomb robbers who move step by step become prey; in the second act, the turning point is the collapse of faith: Feng Yichen discovers that the tomb contains secrets that can rewrite history, and the price is to betray the trust of his former colleagues; in the third act, the choice lies in the abyss of human nature: when he stands in front of the door to the ultimate treasure, behind him are Lingyue's trembling breath and Qi Moxuan's unwilling roar.
When civilization is swallowed up by greed and faith is buried by desire, how should humans choose? Feng Yichen slowly took out the Luoyang shovel from his waist. It was a sharp tool that had once dug up countless secrets, but now it seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
