In this quiet city, beside an inconspicuous street, a small room lights up a long and dim light. There, there were people who read at night by candlelight, wrote at a desk, feared and moved for the thrilling and tense plot, and wrote a paper with emotion for the feelings between the lines. Now I am sitting in the room lit up by a desk lamp. After doing all the things that "someone once did", at the end of the year when people are used to looking back at the old days, I begin to knock on the arbitrary door of reality and fiction. With words as the time machine, I come to the parallel world called "Tomb Robbing Notes".
The third uncle of the Southern Sect really knows how to write stories. People often talk about their own stories and stop talking about others' stories, but the third uncle is not. He wrote about Wu Xie, Zhang Qiling, Fat Man, Pan Zi, Xiao Hua, Black Glasses... He created all these characters. Later, he was no longer an aggressor in narration, but a bystander, watching the characters with distinctive souls rise and die in the space called Tomb Robbing Notes. As is also said in the postscript: "In the later extremely long writing process, I changed from an author to a bystander. I observed everyone's behavior from the perspective of God. Slowly, I could even see the origin of many of their minor emotions and behaviors, which was a certain experience of their childhood."
I have always believed that the dense words written by Uncle Sam are the secret way for the world to connect with that time and space. In that real and familiar world, every character is a living existence. Everyone is heading for their journey, destiny and future. Everything is gorgeous and then calm. Countless people are obsessed with it, and then become intoxicated and do not know the way back.
Wu Xie: "It's not naive that defeated me. It's Wu Xie."
He lives in the West Lake with ten miles of lotus wind curtain and green curtain, and the light smoke and rain on the bright moon autumn night have moistened his good nature, and he has no mind.
He is the owner of a small antique shop called "Xiling Seal Engravers' Society", and the eldest grandson of the Wu family in Pingsanmen, the ninth gate of the Laojiumen. Time has given him nothing but gentleness and peace.
He knew that the silk books of the Warring States Period were his grandfather's treasure, but he did not know that what disappeared behind the broken silk was the bloody conspiracy and evil intentions that could subvert the sun and the moon;
He knew that his ancestor was a tomb robbing family, but he did not know how the generations of this declining family had been subjected to huge and secret manipulation. Those fatalistic causes and effects he thought were just a move of others.
He is the least suitable person in all teams to experience danger. In terms of kungfu, he is inferior to Zhang Qiling; On Lotte, he is not as fat as a fat man; In terms of scheming, he is inferior to the three provinces of Wu; In terms of blood, he is inferior to Pan Zi. However, in any case, he was so ignorant and innocent that he suddenly fell into a situation when he was 26 years old.
