Others rob tombs and seize treasures, but I use my craftsmanship to build tombs.
The Zijiang sect has been passed down for two thousand years, and the ancestral precepts are engraved in the bones: Zhenling collapsed, and Zijiang came out.
Ten years ago, my father, who was guarding the ancient tomb of the Liao Dynasty, disappeared mysteriously, leaving only a hot bronze carpenter's seal.
Ten years later, a warning was issued that the Liao Mausoleum was critically ill. The gate of the mausoleum was broken open and the tomb was destroyed, triggering the self-destruction countdown of the underground palace.
My name is Lin Zhixu. I am a member of the ancient architecture department of the museum, but secretly I am the last tomb builder in the world.
No digging graves, no seeking wealth, no indiscriminate killing, only saving endangered ancient tombs, and only protecting the thousand-year cultural heritage.
The geological veteran is unpredictable and dangerous, Qinghe is a first-aid treasure, Zhao Feng protects the treasure with his body, Fatty steadily controls the logistics, and the five blacks gather in batches to take risks step by step.
Breaking through the mausoleum gate in an attempt to destroy the mausoleum for profit?
I will use Lu Ban's ruler to determine the structure of the underground palace, and hold the mortar knife to continue the remaining life of the ancient mausoleum.
What they are grabbing is the windfall, but what I am trying to protect is my roots.
This time, the mausoleum will not collapse, the treasure will not be destroyed, and the ten-year feud between my father and his father will be settled here!
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