Tomb Change

"Come! Take this map and come to me..." "Come! Come and find yourself... Find yourself..." In the darkness, a figure with blurred features and wearing ancient robes slowly waved to Xiao Ling. He held an ancient map in his left hand and waved it mechanically with his right hand. "Come, come..." The alluring voice kept echoing, sometimes far and sometimes near, alternately layered over and over again, lingering in my ears for a long time. －－－－－－－－－－ Since Xiao Ling's seventeenth birthday, he has been having this weird dream repeatedly every day. There is a map and some memory fragments in the dream. Following these clues, he came to the unpredictable Tomb of the Three Kings! Blood mosquitoes, corpse figurines; three-eyed monkeys, mutated sheep; four poor soldiers formation, five elements brick formation. All these things allowed Xiao Ling to see the wonders of the underground world. At the same time, his identity has become more confusing than ever before. A descendant of the ancient Qingqiu Kingdom? Remnants of the Gendaya civilization? Or the warrior from thousands of years ago?