It is difficult to write this story calmly. I had already deliberately lowered my emotions at this time and wrote this first sentence.

Many things happen, you are not willing to record them, because you know that although the processes of these things are worth knowing, the process of recording them forces you to experience those pain, anxiety, doubts, and sometimes you even go back to the situation at that time. It is not a pleasant experience.

At this time you will think of fate, because for me, if I was born in an ordinary family, then even if I longed to experience these things in my heart, I would not have the opportunity, but I was born in a very special family. The source of this special lies in my grandfather and his special profession, if that is considered a profession.

In modern terms, my grandfather is a tomb robber.

In the 1940s and 1950s, in Changsha, my grandfather was a very famous tomb robber, which is called Tushizi by the locals. The reason why our whole family is very familiar with this experience is that after the founding of New China, my grandfather was a key wanted target of the Ministry of Public Security for a period of time, and it seemed that the wanted was not revoked in the 1960s.

Our family didn't know much about what happened to my grandfather back then. Most of the things I know came from accidental talks from my parents or eavesdropping on the conversations between my grandfather and a few uncles. He almost never mentioned some of my grandfather's tomb robbery.

At that time, I realized that my grandfather must have hidden many secrets in his heart. Because it has been a long time since the robbery of ancient tombs. No matter how big or obscure the secret, after half a century, it will definitely turn into a joke. This is the law of time.

However, my grandfather was still secretive about these things until his death and was unwilling to mention them. This was very abnormal. We say that the secret lifting of the ban, like the dilution of dyes, is always partly revealed to the world as time goes by. Even if my grandfather has a great obsession in his heart, the things that happened back then will be diluted from his heart bit by bit. However, there is nothing at all.

Something special must have happened during his tomb robbery. The importance of this matter will not even be diluted by time.

What made me more certain about my judgment was that my grandfather had a particularly strange will.

My grandfather died very normally, just like any old man who knew he was about to die. When he died, he didn't have much strength to fear. In the end, all his strength was used to explain his funeral.

I still remember his first words fresh in my mind. He said, "I didn't expect that I could really die."

No one else noticed this sentence, but thought that the old man was old and was a little confused before he died and used the words in a mess.

My father sighed. He knew that nothing was useful and said, "We are all here, the eldest, the second, the third, and the grandson is also here."

"I want to explain it." My grandfather said. From this sentence, I can tell that my grandfather's thinking is very clear. "I have not left many things, but some of them should be of some value. You three brothers will divide them by themselves. I am not at ease with other people's children, and I am the most at ease with you three."

My father nodded, and my grandfather continued, "After I die, I must be cremated within two hours."

This request is a bit strange, but you can't disobey the old man at this time, so my father had to nod again. "When cremation, you must ensure that there is no one within 30 meters around the cremation furnace, and you are not allowed to see the scene inside the furnace." My grandfather continued.

This condition was agreed, but after my grandfather finished speaking, the family was very confused. We waited quietly, waited for him to explain, or continued.

However, after the old man finished speaking, he stopped talking, and his eyes did not close, just looked at us.

Grandpa passed away that night. My father was a filial son. He did everything according to my grandfather's request. He was very anxious when he went to the funeral home and spent a lot of money to get in. Because it was a funeral, he didn't feel too sad. However, during the cremation, we were all blocked by our father and brothers, and we waited until the ashes came out before we let them in.

So, although everyone found it strange, no one knew the reasons for grandpa's request in the end.

Because of my personality, I did not take action to get to the bottom of this matter, and I gradually forgot it. Now that I think about it, all kinds of traces have appeared everywhere at that time. If I were not in the game, I really didn’t know anything. Once I got in the game, I would recall for a moment and I would find clues everywhere.

After my grandfather passed away, my father got some property, all of which were relatively innocent industries. My father worked in geological work all his life, and he didn't know anything about antiques and curses. He was always wasted. Later, he saw that I had nothing to do after graduating from college, so he simply left it to me to take care of them.

The abandonment of the shop has something to do with my father's personality. I was young and energetic. After taking over the shop, I decided to make a good reform and make it bigger and stronger. I found a child with a child. The two of them started to make development plans and collected things everywhere. As a result, they beat the shop four times in a row and put all the working capital of the shop and the deposits of the child. I took the risk and went to dig an ancient tomb with my cousin, but I went in. I didn't dare to tell my parents that the shop had no money. Fortunately, half of the shop was my own, and I only had to pay the rent and water and electricity bills for my partner. I originally wanted to refund the other half of the shop (it was eventually refunded), but later I thought about it, when my grandfather was there, it was like this store. Although my father was not good, at least the store did not shrink. Now it was in my hands. Half of it was cut, I would definitely be scolded by my father.

So I had to bear it and lived a very hard life. It was so common for antique industry to get rich overnight and get poor overnight, but I had to have working capital, otherwise it would be better to sell tea and eggs than to do in this industry. It also relied on my grandfather's reputation at that time. There were more or less people who came to me every month. I fooled my grandfather's name, and there were always some harvest. Later, I waited for the guy named Jin Wantang.

Jin Wantang also came to my shop because of my grandfather. He brought a Warring States silk book, hoping to find my grandfather to identify it. My first understanding of my grandfather's deeds was the blood-robbed tomb of the tomb of the corpse decades ago. Finally, my grandfather took out a bloody Warring States silk book, and my grandfather, father and brother died in that incident. I was still a little taboo about this thing, but the dismal management made me have evil thoughts about his Warring States silk book. I stole it and prepared to make a fake to sell it for money, but unexpectedly found that this Warring States silk book was actually a map of an ancient tomb.

I don’t know if it was because of the inheritance of tomb robbers, or because I was so poor that I participated in the robbery of ancient tombs. During that tomb robbery, I met Zhang Qiling for the first time.

The story afterwards was complicated, and each wrote almost one million words. Zhang Qiling and I became friends (I am a real friend, now I think about it, and I am a little sad). Gradually, I discovered that Zhang Qiling, like my grandfather, seemed to have a secret that could not be told. Moreover, I found that what Qiling carries seemed to be closely related to what my grandfather carries.

I had no choice but to start investigating him, and soon I was horrified to find that Zhang Qiling had been in contact with our family since his grandfather's generation. In some activities of my grandfather and my third uncle, this person appeared as a stranger.

He has an intersection with three generations of our family, and the most terrifying thing is that my grandfather has passed away for many years, but he lives at the age of the same as me.

Although I believe he has no malice towards me, who is this person? What is his purpose? Is our Wu family breaking into his mystery, or is he always surrounding our Wu family? No one knows.

Like my grandfather, he has a secret. Are they the same secret?

I don't know even more.

But why my grandfather left that strange last words, I slowly found the answer to these things. All the incredible things that my grandfather had done and the terrible conspiracies he was trapped in, slowly surfaced.

The story is over. At the end of the story, Zhang Qiling took all his secrets and disappeared. I thought I knew everything, but I found that in fact, everything about him was still full of mystery.

I don’t know if this person will appear in my child’s life after I also have a child, or that young face. But what I am sure is that no matter what secret this person has, whether it is related to my family or not, I hope to end all this before my life is over.
Chapter completed!