Seven Star Tribulation: Blood Curse Lamp Stealer

My ancestors were giant bandits in the northwest, who robbed and killed passing merchants and never left them alive. An accidental robbery of the seven-star lantern, a royal secret treasure, disrupted the emperor's life renewal ceremony. The Song Dynasty fell, and all the Taoist priests who guarded the lamps were slaughtered. The Qintian Supervisor cursed with hatred: "For generations of your blood, life will be worse than death!" My ancestors spent all their wealth to become a monk to atone for their sins, and before they died, they left a note: They found another seven-star lamp that could break the blood curse. During the chaotic times of the late Qing Dynasty, I became a professional tomb robber. It is recorded in the ancestral notes: One of the seven-star lanterns was buried with Marquis Zhuge Wu, and the other was destroyed by his ancestors. The last light is at the place where "the dragon raises its head". I took my compass, broke into a thousand-year-old tomb, and touched the bronze lamp holder in the arms of a cold corpse...