Notes from the Northern School on Touching Gold

[First Person] [Tomb Robbery] [Northern School] [Realism] [Old Times] In the 1980s, after failing the college entrance examination, I left the countryside and came to Beijing after being deceived by my childhood friend. I thought I was going to engage in some glamorous business, but unexpectedly joined a tomb robbing gang. From the fear and unfamiliarity of going to the grave for the first time to the gradual proficiency, from an ignorant boy to a cold-hearted veteran, I was wandering on the edge of life and death, struggling between wealth and conscience. I don't know which one will come first, tomorrow or the accident. I just look forward to leaving something behind today...