1939, Guinan Jedi.
The Japanese army pressed on the border, the puppet troops searched the mountains, and the bandits surrounded the villages.
Everyone is looking for the same thing - the jade cong of the King of Nanyue.
And the only person who knew where it was truly buried was locked in the stone house of the ancestral hall by his own tribe, dying.
Chen Shanhe, the eldest son of Pingshan Village, became the "murderer of his wife and brother" three days ago.
The iron whip of clan rules broke his shoulder bone and shattered his last illusion about the clan.
But he cannot die.
Because:
Outside the mountains, the Japanese special forces team has received the order to "kill villages and eliminate traces if necessary";
In the village, the clan uncle who nodded and bowed to him handed over the terrain of the back mountain to the puppet army spies late at night;
In the darkness, several outsiders who claimed to be "treasure protectors" were measuring his grandfather's tomb with a compass;
In his arms, the piece of jade cong that had just been brought out from the ancient sacrifice pit was as hot as a curse...
Overnight,
The hero who protected the village became the public enemy of the entire clan.
The quiet village has become a gambling table for all parties,
Ancient clan rules are as brittle as tissue paper under the gun.
Now, the sound of banging on the door by the puppet troops has been heard outside the ancestral hall.
Chen Shanhe pressed his broken arm against the stone wall, clutching the only broken brick that could be used as a weapon in the darkness.
He must get out——
Before the Japanese army slaughtered the village, before the bandits bombed the mountain, before those "treasure protectors" opened the real tomb and released something more terrifying than war...
"Let me out."
He hissed at the cold light of the bayonet swinging outside the crack of the door:
"The thing buried in that tomb is not a jade cong..."
