Legend has it that a great tomb lies in Longpo Mountain. Sadly, its terrain is treacherous and its traps are countless. For thousands of years, countless tomb raiders have returned empty-handed.
The villagers at the foot of the mountain warned their children, "There are monsters in the mountains. Don't go in, or they'll eat you."
Only Zhong Jin knew there were no monsters inside, only a handsome uncle in a white robe.
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Gui Wu kept a promise, sleeping for a thousand years in the underground palace he had designed himself and driving away countless greedy tomb raiders.
Until one day, a little dumpling suddenly barged into the tomb. He called back the snake that had helped her avoid the traps and said gently, "You can get home by going out this way."
Unexpectedly, the next day, the little dumpling came back with a chipped porcelain bowl, banging it against his tomb door. "Uncle, come out! Let's play!"
Gui Wu didn't want to deal with her.
On the third day: "Uncle, uncle, uncle, uncle..."
On the fourth day: "Uncle, uncle, uncle, uncle..."
On the nth day...
Gui Wu smiled. "Children really are such a handful."
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Years later, the little dumpling had grown up. She came to say goodbye with a suitcase in hand. "Uncle, I'm off to college! I'll come visit you again during winter break!"
Gui Wu sat alone in the empty tomb chamber. "Children really are so heartless."
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