Two thousand miles away from the Qin Beiyang, the three eastern provinces of the Republic of China, the land of white mountains and black waters, and the fertile fields of Longxing in the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

The Mudanjiang River, the second largest tributary of the Songhua River, originates from Dunhua, Jilin, meanders into Jingpo Lake, pours down from the waterfall of "Hanging Water Building", and enters the realm of Ningguta. In the Qing Dynasty, the wicker side was banned, and Ningguta was far away, with a deputy capital to guard it, and it became an imperial penal colony. The Manchu Qing Dynasty was a multi-literate prison, where literati and writers often lived their entire lives.

At the foot of the mountain on the northwest shore of Jingpo Lake, there is a small tunzi, all of which are Shandong refugees from the eastern part of the country, cultivating wheat and corn. In the mountains behind Tunzi, there is a majestic seven-story ancient tomb. From the bottom to the top, layer by layer, the granite strips and boulders are piled up, and the view from a distance is like a fortress built against the mountain. During the Kangxi period, Wu Zhaoqian, a genius in Jiangnan who was exiled to Ningguta, was the first to discover this tomb, but it is difficult to tell what age it is? Who is buried in the tomb?

The tomb is in the dragon vein, there is the Mudanjiang River in front, there is Jingpo Lake on the left, and there is the undulating Zhang Guangcai Ridge in the back, in this desert place outside the Saiwai, there is a rare imperial atmosphere, no wonder it is also one of the origins of Aixinjue Luo.

In early spring, when the snow was still deep on the mountain, in front of the seven-story stone tomb, there was a descendant wearing a fur hat. He was only in his twenties, wearing a black cotton jacket with sheepskin shoulders and a pair of Ula straw sandals. The white face froze into two clusters of redness. There are few beards on his lips, and Yue Yun's delicate eyebrows in the troupe often fascinate the big girls in the tunzi, and even the old men glance at him with squinting eyes.

Carrying a large burden and a hammer and an iron chisel on his shoulders, the latter climbed to the fifth step of the tomb and struck at a large stone full of cracks, and the valley echoed with the sound of collision......

The entrance to the tomb is open!

A dark opening, the breath of the ancient tomb surging out, like a few pairs of girl's slender hands, wandering on you as if nothing. Hou Sheng raised his left hand and saw the missing half of his finger.

Kogi is immortal.

A year ago in the spring, he did not die in the Sufukuji Palace in Yoshino Kofun, Japan, and was not eaten by the cute kappa youkai.

He fled back to Osaka from Nara Yoshino. Ama and her two children are waiting for him at the temple. He had to get them away before Taiki Haneda. The ama followed him with all her heart and took the child on the train overnight. Xiao Mu wants to go back to China, and only by returning to this country full of ancient tombs can he have a chance to catch up with his ancestral old business. They didn't have enough money to buy a ticket back to China, so they could only buy two of the cheapest tickets from Shimonoseki to Busan, North Korea.

Kogi and the ama cross the strait, leaving the islands of volcanoes and earthquakes to Korea, a Japanese colony. Along the way north, he dug up all the ancient tombs he could see, and finally managed to get some gold and silver utensils to exchange for some food, at least so that the children would not go hungry. Finally, Xiaomu arrived at the Yalu River. But he was very careful, and always felt that someone was waiting for him on the other side, so he walked upstream along the Yalu River. Walking to Changbai Mountain, climbing to the top of the mountain, he fell into the water, and when he was about to drown, a monster in the water saved him. He and the ama walked through the forest to Dunhua County, down the Mudanjiang River, past Jingpo Lake, and arrived at the city of Tokyo in Ningguta. Most of the people in Tunzi are refugees from Shandong. They settled there, built their own wooden house, and prepared to reclaim the wasteland the following year. The land is fertile, you can catch fish in the water with a stick, the mountains are full of game, and there are old ginseng in the forest. Dress the two children more and let the wolves go.

But he still can't get rid of the habit of robbing tombs.

Xiaomu was a tomb robber in her mother's womb. He heard his father say that when his mother was pregnant, she went to the grave with the child's father, stole treasures, and went through adventures. Until her belly was very high, and she dug the tombs of the princes and kings of the Western Han Dynasty together, she was born prematurely on the cypress core with yellow intestines, and unexpectedly gave birth to a son. I thought that this child would definitely die, and he was sick like a kitten, and he didn't even cry. Cutting the umbilical cord, the old lady with tears in her eyes, threw the newborn in the outer coffin piled up with cypress wood, and let the princes and kings take him to another world. The tomb robber couple walked out of the tomb entrance, and a leisurely cry came from the depths of the mausoleum. The father said that it was the ghost of the Western Han Dynasty calling, but the mother turned her head and rushed back, climbed into the coffin of the yellow intestine, picked up the crying baby, untied the placket, and stuffed the full nipple into the child's mouth.

The child born on the coffin of the ancient tomb - the father said that he must be a natural tomb robber, destined to inherit the father's business.

Back in Luoyang's hometown of the tomb robbery village, the couple named him Xiaomu, not because of the word "tomb", but because he was born on thousands of cypress cores, and the five elements must belong to wood.

Twenty-two years later, the five elements of wood Xiaomu climbed into this stone tomb.

He used several large stones to cover up the entrance of the tomb, and carried a horse lantern to illuminate the corridor faintly. The granite stone surface, colorful murals, men and women in wide robes and big sleeves, are hunting, feasting, singing and dancing, opera, horns, and fierce battles. Xiao Mu and his father stole all the mausoleums of all dynasties from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period to the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties. According to his experience with tomb murals, the costumes of these figures belong to the Sui and Tang dynasties.

The steps went down, and just a few steps later, a pile of skeletons was revealed in the light. Xiao Mu didn't panic, and only after making sure that there was no hidden weapon mechanism did he get closer to observe. There are fragments of clothes around the bones, and under the broken cervical vertebrae, there is a thick and dry braid, a Qing Dynasty man - not the owner of the tomb, but a tomb robber, with a cigarette gun in the corner of the wall, which must be carried with him. The three eastern provinces are rich in tobacco, and both men and women carry large smoking guns. This shows that the age of the tomb robbers is quite recent, perhaps just twenty or even ten years ago.

Xiao Mu's heart was slightly cold, this tomb has been stolen and excavated? But judging from the fracture of the cervical vertebrae, it doesn't look like he was killed by a companion's plot, but more like a strange thing in the ancient tomb. It is not surprising that there are large-scale seven-story stone tombs with tomb beasts. He admonished himself to be extra careful, and went all the way down, rounding two more bends in between. He judged from experience that it was no longer the fifth stone step, and it might have descended to the third or even the second floor.

Xiaomu carved a five-pointed star mark in the corner of the wall, so as not to get lost. One more step down, facing the bluestone slab tomb door.

He drilled through the crack with his tool and expertly made a few bends to open the door. A faint smoke and dust flew up, the horse lamp illuminated the top of the tomb, and the double capstone built a corner and stacked astringent caisson, and a Go board was carved in the center, densely covered with black and white.

The caisson represents the universe of the netherworld, and the chessboard in the sky is not the heavenly game.

The burial chamber is not large, there are murals with strong colors, green dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird, Xuanwu, and the ground is lined with lotus flowers and flames. The four corners are painted with monsters supporting the stone beams, and the beams are painted with dragons, coral branches, and honeysuckle grass. Behind the sarcophagus are painted Fuxi Nuwa and Shennong. Fuxi is a dragon, Nuwa is a snake, and Shennong is a cow, all of whom are half-human and half-beast monsters. The figures in the fresco are decorated with gilded floral ornaments and the eyeballs are inlaid with turquoise. Xiao Mu saw two stone statues of wrestlers, holding swords and axes, as if to expel tomb robbers and evil spirits. He patted lightly on the head of the stone statue, humiliating the lifeless protector of the tomb.

Opening the sarcophagus in the center of the burial chamber, he inserted a tool through the gap and could remove the lid with just a little prie.

Taking a deep breath, he propped his upper body sideways on the coffin, like the traditional process of a tomb robber, to fish out the treasure first.

In the coffin lay a samurai.

The whole body was covered with colorful bright light armored warriors, with hideous faces, eyes like copper bells, and fangs growing from the corners of their mouths. Xiao Mu came face to face with him, and the air seemed to freeze for two seconds.

Suddenly, the samurai jumped up from the coffin.

Xiao Mu retreated suddenly, a foot away from the coffin. He pulled out a heavy pouch from his back, pulled open a fuse, and threw it into flames as it popped out of the coffin.

A violent explosion sounded in the tomb, countless dust and debris flew up, several caisson stones fell, and Xiao Mu squatted down with his head in his arms, doing a perfect job of self-protection.

It turned out that the bag was filled with explosives, which could easily kill any living creature within a three-foot radius.

He sat in the corner panting, his face covered in dust, like a terracotta figurine. After a long time of coming back to his senses, he quietly crawled to the sarcophagus, only to find that there were colorful ceramic pottery shards everywhere, and there were no mechanisms, spirit stones or clockwork.

The samurai is not a tomb beast, but a Tang Sancai ceramic. There's a mechanism at the bottom of the coffin that allows the sculpture to bounce - it's just a pseudo-tomb beast, purely used to scare people.

Xiao Mu regretted it, and it was not this Tang Sancai warrior who was distressed, but his own explosives, which were wasted in a daze. He bought explosives from the bandits of Changbai Mountain to deal with the Tomb Beast, because he had seen firsthand how modern weapons could subdue the Tomb Beast, and of course explosives could do it.

But he no longer has a magic weapon to deal with the Tomb Beast.

There was also a coffin under the sarcophagus, and he jumped in to clean it up and found the skeleton of a man. The man was tall and covered in a thick stack of rotten silk satin. Xiaomu put his hand in, felt out a horseshoe gold, wiped it carefully, emitted a golden light, and then bit it with his teeth, the tooth marks were clearly visible, the color was quite good, and it was also a harvest.

Xiao Mu looted the treasure that he could take away, put it in the burden behind his back, and was about to take it away when he saw it, but found that the stone door that came in was closed. He pushed but didn't move, and swung his hammer to shatter it. At this moment, he found a desperate scene - there was an extra bronze door behind the stone door.

He frantically struck with the hammer again, knocking down the hammer and deforming, bleeding from the tiger's mouth, but still did not break through the bronze door.

"It's over."

Xiao Mu sat behind the bronze door, the back of his head slamming slightly. He doesn't shout for help, but instead summons the ghosts in the tomb. After touching the tomb again, and even removing the sarcophagus, it was found that the coffin bed was solid underneath, and there was no space such as a gold well, indicating that the tomb was built in stone bars, and maybe there was still a stone chamber underneath?

The whole tomb is a labyrinth of countless stone bars.

He was trapped. This is probably worse than being eaten by the Tomb Beast - it is a momentary pain, but this is a slow torture, spending the last few days in the ancient tomb, often before starving to death, he is scared to death, and even tries to kill himself.

Tomb robbers are all cheap, and if they die, they will die.

But Kogi is not completely hopeless.

Because he is immortal, or rather, he thinks he may be immortal.

A year ago, in the spring, while still in Japan, he went deep into the Yoshino Kofun with Qin Beiyang, Qi Yuanshan, Haneda Taiki, and the little girl Sagako, and found the tomb of Xu Fu more than 2,000 years ago—a priest from the time of Qin Shi Huang, who was not dead. Xiao Mu found a box of elixir of immortality in the coffin and preemptively ate one for himself.

The time has come to decide whether to live or to perish.

As long as he does not die of thirst or starvation for more than seven days, it is enough to prove that Xu Fu's elixir of immortality is true.

Before the lantern went out, Xiao Mu looked up at the Go game in the caisson, and it seemed that there was a big black and white entanglement......

He will win half the heavens, even if he gambles his life.

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