Lin Ye, a delivery boy in Los Angeles, checks the tires of electric vehicles at five o'clock every morning, cooks vegetable noodles in a rental house, and then carries an insulated box on his back into the maze-like alleyways of urban villages. He makes a living by running bicycles, and also relies on the "skill" of sensing the earth's atmosphere - temperature, humidity, and changes in soil quality - through the soles of his feet. He can distinguish the six-hundred-year-old plaster mud from under the asphalt road.
In 1987, his grandfather marked three red circles on a hand-drawn map: "It is suspected that there is an underground palace in the palace." Sixty years later, Lin Ye discovered traces of illegal excavation while delivering orders, and the red circles on the map began to be verified one by one. Faced with the development machinery of Xinlian Real Estate, the underground excavations of the Lame Four gang, and the recruitment of the mysterious antique broker He Jianqiu, this "shabby deliveryman" took Sister Zhao's soy milk, Fatty Wang's schedule, and the geological radar of the archaeological team Zhang Weiguo to start a race against time.
From the Yong'an Palace in the old street in the south of the city to the Tang Dynasty Shuiguan on the river bank in the west of the city, three red circles connect the buried memories of the city. This is not treasure hunting, but guarding - my grandfather used his pen and he used his feet to guard the same place for sixty years.
Keywords: Realistic suspense | Archaeological treasure hunt | Marketplace | Intergenerational inheritance
