I am a tomb robber, and it is now the eighth year since I lost my freedom. I don’t feel as regretful as others, because this is my life and I have no choice.
Because of my good performance there and my special skills, I was made an exception and arranged to be a co-examiner in the Municipal Cultural Relics Bureau.
Under the supervision of two police officers, they assisted archaeologists in conducting rescue excavations of a tomb buried deep under a mountain of 100,000 people.
There are countless skeletons in that tomb, including my father, my grandfather, and my enemies...
The marriage between my father and my mother was a mistake, and giving birth to me was even more of a mistake.
It is said that my grandfather, in order to invite my father to go to the grave with him, forcibly betrothed his underage daughter to him.
There were no gongs and drums, no Double Happiness red mattress, only a red candle swaying until early morning.
The next day, my dad left with my grandfather, and he stayed away for more than ten days. When he came back again, he lost an eye and left a scar on his face, which was so deep that it was visible to the bone.
From that day on, my father and my mother lived an honest life, making a living by carrying some small items to set up street stalls in large markets in the city.
Days like this lasted until I was eight years old.
That day someone came to the house, and my mother said it was my grandpa.
My grandpa came to see my dad. After saying a few words, he left. He even smiled at me before leaving.
That night, I saw my dad light a half red candle and put it on the windowsill.
The candlelight was very soft, warm, and beautiful. I looked at it intoxicated and fell asleep without knowing it.
When I opened my eyes again, it was already dawn, and the half of the red candle was completely burned out.
On the evening of the tenth day after my dad left, a strange man came to the house. He gave me two pieces of candy and let me play with them at the door.
Not long after, I heard my mother's cry and a messy sound.
I ran in with candy in my mouth and saw the man pressing on my mother's body and bullying her violently.
"Bad guy, you are not allowed to bully my mother!"
I yelled and kicked, but to no avail. The man was still bullying my mother fiercely.
"Dongzi...run...!"
I didn't run away. In desperation, I bit the man hard.
After being bitten by me, the man stopped moving, but he kicked me to the corner.
I was in pain. My whole body ached, as if I was dying. I couldn't breathe for a long time.
"Tell me, where are the things hidden?"
The man held up his pants with one hand and pulled my mother to the ground with the other hand, trampling on her wantonly.
I saw blood spilling from the corner of my mother's mouth, but even so, apart from crying and shouting, she didn't say a word.
"Smelly woman, if you don't tell me, believe it or not, I will kill this little brat!"
"Dongzi...run...!"
My mother hugged the man's legs and cried loudly to me.
At that moment I became timid, endured the pain and ran out crawling.
It was completely dark, and I stumbled without knowing how far I ran until I reached the Yellow River.
His feet slipped and he fell into the rolling water of the Yellow River.
My weak body rolled in the majestic Yellow River, and I didn’t know how much turbid river water I drank.
Maybe my life was undeserved, so I caught a piece of rotten driftwood in the fast-flowing river. After drifting with the current for a long time, I finally climbed onto the shore.
I spit some water, got up and walked back along the Yellow River. When I returned home again, I found that my home had been burned down, and I also found my mother's body among the ruins.
My family lives in a very remote area, and there is no other home within a few miles.
That day I happened to meet a monk dressed in rags, and he helped me bury my mother.
The monk saw that I had no relatives and asked me if I wanted to follow him. I shook my head decisively and refused. I said that I wanted revenge and killed the person who killed my mother.
After listening to my words, the monk shook his head and left with a sigh.
I want revenge, but I can't remember the man's face clearly, because from the beginning to the end, the man's face seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and I couldn't see his appearance clearly.
The only thing that impressed me was that there was a tiger-like pattern on his right arm.
I left my home in ruins and went to the city alone.
At that time, I didn’t know that my father was also dead, so I thought about going to the big market where my father often set up a stall to find him and tell him that my family and my mother were gone.
And I think there are many people in the city, so the man who killed my mother must be in the city. When the time comes, my father will be there, and he will definitely be able to take revenge.
So I went into the city after all the hard work and full of expectations, but I couldn't even find my dad, and the place where he usually set up his stall was occupied by someone else.
I searched for it for three days. When I was hungry, I picked up the leftovers discarded by others. When I was thirsty, I drank water from the ditch.
There were a lot of people at the big gathering, and I didn’t know if they knew my dad. Anyway, I just asked people when I saw him.
Finally, a fat woman came to me. She said she knew where my dad was and asked me to follow her. I happily agreed.
The fat woman took me to the train station and got on a train going somewhere.
The fat woman in the car was very nice to me. He bought me a lot of delicious food, which I had never seen before, and also gave me a bottle of particularly delicious juice.
After drinking the juice, I felt very sleepy and fell asleep.
When I opened my eyes again, I found that I was locked in a very small room. The room was packed with more than twenty children, who were basically about the same age as me.
Logically speaking, I should be happy to see children of the same age, but on the contrary, I felt unprecedented fear.
Those twenty-odd children, regardless of gender, were all disabled without exception.
Some were blind, some lost their hands, and some lost their legs. Finally, I saw a normal one, and when I opened my mouth, I found that there was no tongue.
I don't know why they became like this. Anyway, I was terribly panicked at that time.
"You bastards, it's time to eat!"
An iron door was opened, and a man with a sinister face threw a pot of stuff in, then closed the door with a look of disgust on his face and left.
I didn't see clearly what was in the basin, but more than twenty children rushed towards it like crazy dogs, like hungry dogs grabbing food.
"Ahh...!"
It was the child with no tongue. While stuffing sticky things into his mouth, he handed a steamed bun covered with green hair in front of me.
I had eaten leftovers, and I was really hungry, so I didn’t refuse. I said thank you and took the moldy and sour steamed bun.
Just as I was about to put it into my mouth, the iron door opened again, and it was the man with the sinister face from before. As soon as he appeared, the twenty or so children in the room shrank in fear.
"You bastard, I'll take you to have a big dinner!"
The man kicked the moldy bun out of my hand, and then carried me out of the house like a chicken.
When we got to another room, the man threw me to the ground forcefully.
It was in this room that I met the fat woman who once said she would take me to find my dad.
"Auntie, what kind of place is this? It's so scary. Take me to my dad quickly!"
"I'm looking for you to be numb!"
The fat woman cursed and kicked me.
"Fat sister, what are you going to do with this bastard? Should he gouge out his eyes and tongue or amputate his hands and feet?"
"You're still asking me about this nonsense, you can do whatever you want!"
"Come on, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give this bitch a full set."
"First chop off your two dog legs to save you from running away!"
The man skillfully held a machete covered in dried blood in his hand and chopped it down on my leg as he spoke.
"Wait!"
Suddenly there was an angry shout, and then the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and a thin man appeared.
The man acted quickly and pulled me aside, and then the machete fell to the ground with a loud sound.
"You are so numb. Where did the male dog come from? He dares to break into my wife's place. Kill him for me!"
The fat woman gave an order, and the man with a sinister face slashed at her with a machete.
As a result, almost no one saw clearly what happened, and the guy with the machete screamed and flew backwards.
"You...who are you...what do you want to do?"
The fat woman was so frightened that her face turned pale.
The thin man did not respond. Instead, he raised me in front of his eyes with one hand. After looking at me, he said coldly: "I bought this child. How much does it cost?"
"What...you want to buy him...five...five thousand...!"
"Five thousand, right? Someone will bring it to you soon."
With that said, the thin man put me down, took my hand and walked out of the house. During this period, the fat woman didn't say a word.
After leaving the house, I saw seven or eight people lying in random directions along the way. Each one looked as if they were dead. I knew that this was all done by the thin man in front of me.
This man was my future godfather, Liu Baye.
He is a unique figure who lives in both the northern and southern realms, and is known as the King of Hell for Touching Gold.
At that time, I didn’t know why Mr. Liu wanted to save me, but from that moment on, I regarded him as a hero in my mind. He gave me hope to continue living.
Maybe it was a favor, but I had the courage to make a request to Mr. Liu Ba.
I just wanted him to buy the tongue-less child as well.
Liu Baye didn't speak at that time, but gave me a cold but meaningful look.
Then I was left alone, and I turned around and returned to the house behind me that was like a hell on earth.
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