I am twenty-eight years old, I have graduated from geological exploration, and I accidentally fell into the tomb robbing business in Guandong.
From the Liao Tombs in Jilin to the Golden Tombs in Inner Mongolia, from the stone tombs in Changbai Mountain to the brick tombs in the Western Liaoning Corridor, I followed a master Yeluzi who was a monk halfway and led a group of crooked teammates to dig on the black soil of the Northeast for a full ten years.
In the past ten years, I have seen people who are more evil than ghosts, and I have also seen "ghosts" who are more reasonable than people.
I learned a lot of real skills - looking at soil, exploring acupoints, and dividing gold to determine acupoints. I also learned a lot of bad habits - bragging, playing tricks, and being greedy for money.
When we were most proud, we were the wildest "scientific research team" on the ground in Kanto; when we were at our worst, we squatted in the detention center and complained to each other, even sharing a fucking steamed bun.
This is not a legend, this is the days when I was twenty to thirty years old.
If you ask me, what is the point of this business?
I thought about it and it was probably——
You never know whether the next shovel will dig out an ancient tomb or a septic tank from the 1980s.
The novel is awesome and realistic.