Before he died, my grandfather told me not to steal three things: Buddha bones, Taoist bodies, and people who died in vain.
I kept the teachings in mind until I saw the seven-star corpse in the tomb in southern Yunnan.
It is covered in crimson gauze, with a texture like jade, and the Beidou on its chest is burning brightly.
The old Northerner who was traveling with him took out the black donkey's hoof and laughed wildly: "This time I'm going to make a fortune!"
But I stared at the bronze medal engraved with "Chinese Academy of Sciences 1987" around the body's waist.
When the coffin suddenly shook, the old Northern school's compass exploded into pieces.
