My name is Shen Sen. I am on my 16th day after being released from prison.
The rolling shutter door of the hardware store was ajar, and in the hot summer of 2025, I smelled the moldy rest of my life.
The debt was cleared, but the smell of earth on my hands, the dark shadow of the coffin in my dream, and the call number of the criminal police team all reminded me: there is no "freedom".
Two years ago, I was a bankrupt boss who was forced to jump off the building by a debt of 3 million.
At Xianqiao in Chengdu, Qi Daoling picked up the muddy copper coins on my stall and asked with a sinister smile: "Do you want to bet your life?" I did.
With the Feng Shui compass and shame, we followed him into the cliff tomb cave in Gong County, Sichuan.
The first time I touched the jade in the coffin, colorful lights exploded in my hand, and its lines were like poisonous snakes swimming.
Sixty seconds later, it turned into a solid stone, and poisonous smoke spewed out from the bottom of the coffin, almost killing us in the hanging coffin of the Bo people.
Sister Hong dragged Qi Daoling, who had broken his leg, up the rock wall. Blood rained down on my face, and she shouted: "Shen San! Show me a way out!"
Later, the black market called me "Judge".
They don't know that I am sentencing myself to death. Hubei Water Tomb, when the jade sword of the Warring States Period struck out with rainbow light, the accomplice was stabbed in the back;
In the northwest desert, the corpses of Qiuchi kneeled around luminous stone trees, and a sandstorm swallowed up the camel caravan;
In the tombs of the Song Dynasty in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, silk books revealed the mystery of the "Eye of the Earth" - that power does not belong to the human world.
Now I write it all down in my notes.
Including the late autumn of 2024, when handcuffs were held on my wrists stained by the rust of the Luoyang shovel.
Captain Wang of the archaeological team stared at me and said, "Judge, you owe history a debt, and you have to use your brain to repay it."
A half-year sentence is the price for giving me these "earth eyes." But the sun tells me:
There are some tombs that once you enter, you can never climb out again...
