[Tomb Raiding + Suspense + Fantasy + A Touch of the Supernatural] (This story is entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is coincidental. Do not break the law.)
My name is Chen Mo, the last Faqiu Zhonglang general in the world. People in my line of work prefer to call me Chen Qilin. They all think I dig up tombs for money, but they don't know I'm searching for an answer: an answer about my own fate.
When I was eight, a mad Daoist told me, “You bear the sign of the Qilin, and are fated to unearth buried treasures.” After that, strange and wondrous things seemed to follow me everywhere: precious treasures beneath the imperial tombs of the capital, mummified Buddhas in highland temples...
I once thought I could control everything, until I dug up a tortoiseshell tablet inscribed with my name in a Western Zhou tomb...
“So the tomb I’ve been digging isn’t a tomb. It’s my own fate.”
