Ten Years in the Tomb: My Untold Past Events

My name is Chen Jiu, a poor man who crawled out from the countryside. In 2000, in order to treat my father's illness and survive, I picked up the Luoyang shovel with Lao Qiye and plunged into the shady business. In ten years, I traveled all over the country, including Mang Mountain, Qinling Mountains, Shanxi, Inner Mongolia, and Xisha, and visited dozens of ancient tombs. I've seen traps kill people, I've seen gangsters fall out, I've seen brothers turn against each other, and I've seen people's hearts more ferocious than ghosts. He has the eye for treasures, the skill of robbing tombs, the friendship between life and death, and the guilt that can never be washed away in his life. This is not a novel or a fantasy. It is a life that I actually lived, suffered, feared, and regretted from 2000 to 2009. After ten years of drinking ice, it is difficult to cool the hot blood. A lifetime of tomb robbing can never redeem even half of your mistakes.