I can hear the sounds beneath the earth.
Not ghosts, not monsters, but the underground palace of Qin Shi Huang's mausoleum. It's breathing.
Two thousand two hundred years ago, my ancestor finished building Qin Shi Huang's mausoleum and pressed a bloody handprint with six fingers onto the sealed entrance stone. Then he walked deep into the underground palace and never came out.
Before he left, he wrote one sentence: "This mausoleum may be opened, but only by a descendant of the Lin family."
Two thousand two hundred years later, I unearthed that entrance stone.
In that instant, the entire tomb-raiding underworld was shaken.
The Nine Houses of Tomb Raiders, the international organization Heaven's Burial Society, and Xu Fu, the immortal who had lived for a thousand years: everyone was looking for me, and everyone wanted me to open that tomb.
But they didn't know that I could hear the underground palace, see the structure of ancient tombs, and unravel every mechanism and ward.
My name is Chen Jiuliang. My ancestors' surname was Lin.
This ancient mausoleum, which no one has been able to open for two thousand years, is finally ready to open its doors.
