After graduating from university, I was a little overwhelmed by the small society with only a college diploma. Then I went back to my hometown, the town where I had lived for many years, the orphanage I cared about.

It had been three years since I left it, but when I hurried back to the orphanage, all I saw was a pile of ruins. The orphanage, which was originally quite spacious, was burned to a black charcoal, and the people inside were nowhere to be seen. Later, when I inquired in the neighborhood, I learned that in the second year of my departure, a fire broke out in the orphanage, and since it was night, the children were probably asleep, and all eight people, including the director, could not escape.

When I heard the news, I only felt that the world was spinning, and it took me a long time to react, and my only home in this world was gone. It is in response to the words of the old dean's grandmother Mi Po before she died: "There will be a catastrophe here." ”

Mi Po is a very amazing person, maybe I was young at the time, and now I think about it and realize that I never knew this kind grandmother. Of course, that's an afterthought.

I was silent for a long time after I found out that the orphanage had burned down, and finally I was kicked out by the landlord because I couldn't pay the rent, and I suddenly remembered that I wanted to live. But I was penniless and had no strengths, and I didn't want to go back to work in a restaurant.

Why don't you give the wicked seal to Zhang Han's family? Because I hope this is the key to open the door to the world of tomb robbers. That's right, I want to rob tombs, not just to survive, after so long, such a dull life. And I finally have no worries, and I can't think of anything more exciting than what happened on Chinese New Year's Eve.

Even after all these years, I still haven't figured out how I got on this path, the temptation of the wicked seal. Still, I already have the blood of tomb robbing in my body.

So, with a crazy idea, I went to the stall and bought a yellowed pirated feng shui book, a folding shovel, and began my crazy road.

It was often difficult to start with, and I knew that I was going to steal an ancient tomb and not a new one, a person, a book, a shovel. Hunt for the foot of the mountain, eat wild fruits when you are hungry, and drink stream water when you are thirsty.

After half a year, I really touched a few small tombs, which strengthened my confidence in the cause of tomb robbery, but unfortunately the good times did not last long, when I just touched some doorways, and I felt that I was going to sprint to the peak of life. I was discovered by a mountain patrol team who had just come to grip with the earth (the term for tomb robbery, meaning cave robbery, which is also what I heard about later). This is the tomb of a Qing Dynasty official, and I picked up a lot of porcelain plates, and for the first time I took out a jade pendant from its arms. Before he could rejoice, he was surrounded by a group of people.

At that time, the captain of the mountain patrol team, the old man, held a broken flashlight and shook my eyes, shouting as he shook it: "Damn, it's another dirt pit, what can you do?" ”

A group of small minions next to him also shouted with wooden sticks and knives: "Break your leg and send it to the police station!" ”

Fortunately, they just talked, and then I was sent to the police station, and I didn't have anything to say about the stolen goods, and the old director of the police station looked at me at that time, and he kept chatting, and said that it was a pity for me as a college student.

After all, I have stolen a lot of things, and according to the estimation of the relevant departments, I have calculated more than one million. Of course, in my opinion, those broken dishes and broken bowls are neither official kilns nor royal use, and they are not worth a few rotten dollars at all, but when it comes to the mouths of archaeological experts, you must know that they hate people like us.

I didn't appeal, I just obediently listened to the verdict, 7 years. I still can't forget how I felt when I heard the verdict. Not sad, not anxious, not painful, but numb. Or rather, despair.

Within a few days, I was taken to prison, where I received three months of "new admission" education and "new admission" training, and then I was assigned to a full-fledged prison.

"Let's go inside. First, they should work on time and strive to reduce their sentences. The young guard gave me a few words and left.

I stood at the door for a long time, looking at the six-person cell, and suddenly I felt that it was similar to college life, but the clothes I wore were different.

I took a breath and pushed the door open to enter, and the people inside were chatting with each other, and when I came in, all but one who was curled up on the bed and asleep was silent, and his eyes were staring at me as if they were half-sweeping around like a detector.

I was a little embarrassed by the five people, put the quilt on the empty bed next to me, waved my hand, and sneered, "Hello." ”

Everyone on the bed raised their eyebrows, and a somewhat bewitching-looking man said, "Yo, it's still a chick." Little brother, do you know any rules? "This person speaks with a girlish air, and even his demeanor is a little feminine, which makes my hairs stand on end, did this guy come in for the crime of perversion......

But I still shook my head blankly, and said that it was the first time that labor and management knew what rules there were in prison?

A burly man with a blue scar on his head suddenly stood up on the bed against the wall inside, and I saw this person's appearance seriously, and exclaimed: "It's really a murderer." This person has round eyes, big nose and wide ears, is not angry and self-assured, and his brows are slightly wrinkled, and he is glared at by the big eyes like cowbells, which makes people feel like they dare not speak. I have studied Feng Shui over the years, and I have also watched the art of the person, and I understand that this person is fierce and moody, and the fingerprint of his right palm is definitely a "broken palm". That is, if you are as powerful as an ox, you will be punished in this life.

The heart said that this person is not easy to mess with, and I even bowed slightly.

Seeing this, the man sneered and said, "It's a soft bone." "The man walked up to me, and I realized that this person was really burly and abnormal, he should be more than 1.9 meters tall, a head taller than me. He looked down at me condescendingly and said, "Look at your appearance, you are also a green skin." I'll teach you the rules of our trumpet. You are the last to come, and you have the least qualifications, and you have to fetch food and water and clean the toilet for the five big brothers in front of you, and of course, you have to give me a ...... every night There is also the eldest brother washing his feet. Got it? ”

The more I listened, the more frowning I became, I was also a degenerate person who had suffered a lawsuit, and it was already miserable enough to be locked up here, why did I have to bully the weak like the underworld?

Seeing my expression, the big man who called himself "Brother Tiger" smiled and quipped, "What, don't accept it?" If you don't want to work, you can. As long as you can beat the old five...... This job has to be done by the fifth child. But I see that your body and bones should suffer less from flesh and skin. ”

My eyes swept over to the few people in the cell, I had been sentenced to seven years and was considered a felon, and the prison cells were assigned as close as possible to people with similar sentences. So these people should not be good people, in addition to Brother Hu, there is also a middle-aged man with a simple and plain face, this person looks charitable, and he is not a murderer, but looking at his dark skin and bulging muscles, I still dispelled my thoughts.

The other is a bewitching man who has just been born, and there is a young man with a thin body and a dark face.

After a few strokes, I always felt that I had no confidence at all. But am I really going to be a cow and a horse for this group of people for seven years? From childhood to adulthood, no matter how hard and tired I was, I never did this slave-like business!

I suddenly remembered the days when I was bullied by children outside the orphanage, when the children next to the orphanage knew that our group of children had no father or mother, and they were arrogant and domineering, sneaking into the orphanage and fighting with us at every turn. At first, we were bullied, and we would always complain to the dean, and I still remember the dean's reaction at that time, she smiled and touched my head, and said, "It's okay, the fight grows fast." ”

From that moment on, I understood that I had to rely on myself at all times. No one is reliable except himself.

And then, it's a fight! Desperately fought back, beating the bullying children to the head and bleeding, and beating those children to see us no longer dare to mess around.

And many years later, I have almost forgotten the creed of my childhood. If you don't want others to climb on top of you, you have to be stronger than others!

"Hit!" I straightened my back, shouted, stared at Brother Tiger's big cowbell eyes, and said, "Who is the fifth child?" ”

Brother Tiger was stunned for a moment when he saw my expression, and then smiled, with some appreciation in his eyes, and said, "Niu Er, up." ”

The slender black man in the corner stood up, his face a little unsightly.

This surprised me that the fifth child was not the sissy she was before.

The tough man stood next to Brother Hu, kept looking at me, and said, "I'm Niu Er, a craftsman, boy, why did you come in?" ”

It can be seen that this Niu Er is not a rough person, and there is already some nervousness in his words, and it can be seen from his jealous eyes that he doesn't have much confidence, and he asked me why I was imprisoned, maybe he wanted to find out my truth.

It seems that this is a very new question, Brother Tiger and the others are focused on me, and they probably don't understand what bad things I can do with my fine skin and tender flesh and be locked up in a heavy torture cell.

I thought about it for a while, and said in my heart that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, nor is it afraid of being embarrassed: "I am a soil rake." "The soil rake is the local language of my hometown Julu for tomb robbers, and it is also called Tufuzi in Xi'an and other places. I'm not sure if they'll understand me, but I think it adds to my mystery.

Sure enough, everyone showed puzzled expressions, and Brother Tiger squinted his eyes with an incomprehensible expression.

Just when I was scolding a group of dirt bubbles and being complacent, a deep voice suddenly sounded: "Tomb robbers? ”

I was startled in vain, and looked at the place where the voice came from, but it was the man who had been sleeping heavily at some point, and sat up and looked at me coldly.