"There are nine levels of underground tombs in Chang'an, one with history of the dynasty and the other with the history of the country.
I only wanted to earn 500 yuan to pay rent, but I found out the truth about my dad being buried alive. "
I just graduated, have no job, and can't even pay the rent.
The second uncle suddenly came to the door: "Follow me for three days, five hundred a day, and take care of the food."
I thought it was just moving bricks and looking at the lights.
Until that night, under the unfinished building, I saw white smoke rising from the glutinous rice scattered on the ground, and the sound of heartbeats coming from the rammed earth——
"This soil is alive."
From then on, I followed this one-eyed and lame-handed Zeng Cake stall owner into the thousand-year labyrinth under Chang'an City:
The bloody jade cicadas in Han tombs can cry, the murals in Tang tombs can eat people, the eyes of Qin terracotta warriors move in the middle of the night...
Every time a tomb is dug, a piece of unofficial secret that has been erased by official history is revealed.
And all the clues point to a Nine Nether Well that runs through the Nine Dynasties——
and the real reason for my dad's "accidental death" eight years ago.
He said:
"Son, the books you read are all written by winners. Losers? They're all buried under our feet."
I said:
"Then I'll dig them out one by one."
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