Chapter 102 Gravekeeper

The rain stopped in the early morning, but the corpse had already turned into a corpse. The air outside was damp and the road was slippery, making it unsuitable for traveling. The two corpse drivers had to stay in the cave for a few days until the corpse returned to normal.

Old Xu left them a lot of dry food, and the large group trudged forward wearing raincoats.

At the cave entrance, Xiao Wu watched them leave, holding a pile of compressed biscuits. Master came over with a melancholy look on his face. He curiously asked, "Master, where are all these people going?"

The old master took a puff of his old pipe and said, "I heard from the elders that an old prince is buried in Ganshan. Some villagers at the foot of the mountain got lost while looking for firewood and wandered deep into the mountains. I heard they even met the gravekeeper. They must be exploring."

The old master knew that this group of people came here to look for treasure, but their efforts were doomed to be in vain. Ganshan had been inhabited by grave keepers for generations, so how could they allow people to dig up graves?

Gu Nanxing in the team heard the master mention the gravekeeper. Do Lao Xu and the others know about this?
She strode to the front of the group to find Old Xu and whispered, "There are gravekeepers in Ganshan. Have you investigated?"

Old Xu smiled knowingly, "I know."

Then he pointed at the people from the Northern Faction behind him and said, "Old Second and his men have already gone down to the old prince's tomb. We can go down through the Xilian Mountain and dig a hole. We won't be able to alert the gravekeepers if we don't reach Gan Mountain."

Last year, after making inquiries from many sources, the second son said that he had seen it in the old prince's tomb. The epitaph inside mentioned that the underground palace was built by the old prince and his troops, and the prince launched a mutiny and killed his father to seize the throne.

The old prince rescued the current emperor and sent him to the unfinished underground palace for refuge. The emperor eventually died of depression and was buried on the spot!
As they walked, Old Xu told Nanxing about the old prince's troubles. The old prince was the emperor's best brother and died in his younger brother's arms.

The old prince finally launched a rebellion and killed the current emperor who killed his father to ascend to the throne. He made him kneel and die in front of his biological father's underground palace, and countless treasures of the dynasty were buried with him in the underground palace.

Gu Nanxing was filled with emotion. This was the sorrow of the emperor. Power was paramount, and everyone loved him. He raised a son, but in the end, he suffered such an end.

They arrived at the foot of Xilian Mountain in the evening. After dinner, the second brother took the third and fifth brothers to look for the tunnel that had been dug that year.

In the middle of the night, the three of them came back covered in mud and dirt.

"Have you found it?" Old Xu and Old Shi came over with hot coffee and handed it to them.

Lao Wu took it and drank it in one gulp, not even bothering to say thank you.

"We found it, but it's blocked by rocks. It will take some effort to move it." The second brother is the head of the northern faction. He has his own way of speaking and doing things, and his personality is not as rude as the fifth brother.

Old Xu and Young Master Xi discussed it and led a team of about 20 people to dig an entrance in the dark.

It was still unknown when they could go down to the tomb, so Gu Nanxing took Dao Ran to look around and pick some herbs.

"Xiao Nanxing, you're really amazing, looking for medicine so late at night." Xiao Daoran followed behind and complained in confusion. Wouldn't it be better to lie in the tent so late at night?
Gu Nanxing turned around and looked at him seriously, "Go back."

Every day when he opens his eyes he starts climbing mountains. Xiao Daoran is starting to act badly now!

"That won't do." Dao Ran was anxious. How could he let a little girl wander around in the mountains at night?

Gu Nanxing didn't bother to pay attention to him and walked quickly. The gravekeepers gathered in the village opposite the mountain.

In the great era of reform and opening up, the gravekeepers did not move out of the mountains to explore the outside world and live their own lives.

Having this identity is both a shackle and a fetter.

Arriving at the entrance of the village, Gu Nanxing put on an invisibility talisman and gave it to Zhang Daoran.

The two of them entered the village quietly.

Life in Shoumu Village was backward, the houses still thatched, and there were no electric lights. By this time, every household had gone to bed, and the village was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Gu Nanxing counted about twenty households. She and Dao Ran wandered along the country road until they came to an empty threshing ground. A light was still on in the house next to it, with the plaque reading "Ancestral Hall" on it.

Only one door was opened, and voices could be heard from inside.

Gu Nanxing stepped in, Dao Ran wanted to stop him but it was too late.

It's someone else's territory, especially a sacred place like the ancestral hall. It would be best if we could accidentally enter it.

"Chief, Ashan's girlfriend is pregnant, and her family wants a dowry of 60,000 yuan. Even if I sell everything I have, I can't come up with that much money."

"Please be flexible and give me an antique to sell."

Wang Caogen, who was kneeling on the ground, kowtowed hard after he finished speaking, saying that it would cost him his life to find a wife for his son.

In front of a mountain-like memorial tablet, an old man in Tang Dynasty clothing and with gray hair offered incense. "Let's wait and see how the incense burns. If the ancestors agree, I'll give it to you."

There are countless treasures in the tomb-keeping village, which are all saved by the ancestors for future generations. The old prince was kind, and after he passed away, he did not forget to leave a lot of wealth to his ancestors, who were just lowly tomb keepers.

There are unwritten rules for making money. You burn incense and ask your ancestors. If the incense burns one long and two short, it means the ancestors agree and the money can be used.

The old patriarch stared at the burning incense for about ten minutes, and saw that all three incense sticks were burned to the same level.

The old patriarch sighed and shook his head, "Grassroots, you saw it too. The three incense sticks are evenly matched, which should be a good omen. But you have a request, and the ancestors do not agree."

"Let's go back."

Wang Caogen wiped away his tears, knelt down and hugged the clan leader's thigh, "Uncle, Ashan is your nephew, you can't just stand by and watch him die..."

The old patriarch was not pleased with the man's desperate behavior in front of the ancestors and kicked him away. "Ashan's girlfriend is pregnant, so the girl's family will definitely marry her off. Instead of wasting time here, find a few more people to go to the girl's family to plead for her."

Wang Caogen was crying and snotting, wishing it was as easy as the clan leader said.

The girl was from Xiangcheng, and her parents were both factory workers. Their vision and knowledge were far beyond the reach of the rural folks. They'd already announced the other day that if they couldn't raise 60,000 yuan, they'd have the baby aborted.

Ashan has a good appearance, but he is not very honest and likes to play with girls' true feelings. If he can marry the girl this time, he will be able to settle down and start a family.

"Chief, the village chief's son bought a commercial house in the city last month. Ah Shui and Ah Shan are working in the city together. We all know whether they have money or not. The money must have come from selling antiques."

"My son is getting married to add to the village, why can't I?" Wang Caogen stood up and stared at the patriarch with a ferocious look.

A Shui is the grandson of the clan leader. The village chief's family has been living better and better in recent years, and he doesn't believe that they haven't been secretly reselling antiques.

Why should we ask for the ancestors' approval when we come to him? We are all grave keepers, why should the old patriarch favor one over the other?

The old patriarch panicked and his face changed color, but fortunately it was not noticeable at night.

"Grassroots, Ah Shui's girlfriend is the daughter of the factory director. She comes from a wealthy family, so buying a house is nothing." The old patriarch looked at the tablet, "In front of our ancestors and the old prince's tablet, I dare to say that I have not made any black money by privately selling antiques."

He added silently in his heart that he had burned incense at that time and his ancestors agreed.

From their conversation, Gu Nanxing could tell that the old patriarch was no good. Just as she was about to make a move, the old prince's tablet at the top fell down!
(End of this chapter)

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