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    Author: 南派三叔(Nán pài sān shū, Uncle of South Faction)
    Original: Unknown | Translator: NineTalesFox.com

Story about the novel: The earliest thing happened in Dart Mountain in Changsha.

In the early days of the founding of New China, several grave robbers stole the most important object in the book, the Warring States Silk Book, from the ancient tombs of the Warring States Period.

This is the story of Grandpa Wu Xie's last generation when he was young. At that time, there were no rankings on the rivers and lakes. There are nine famous people—Chen Pi A Si, Gou Wu, Hei Bei Lao Liu, and so on. The last one is Jie A Jiu, the father who unchained him.

There are also so-called ten and eleven lords in the back, and the range of recognition is very small, and they are sealed by themselves or their people. When it comes to others, they don't know at all. Some people say that Chen Pi Asi is now more than ninety, and he was more than forty years ago, but he still spears, if he was seventeen years old, he would have to be famous for ten years. Seventeen, how can I rank behind Chen Pi's nearly fourty years old and become a dog five? In this way, did Xie Xiaojiu still wear crotch pants? This is a bit unreasonable.

A little common sense knows that what ranks the rivers and lakes is not age, but seniority and seniority, and these are arranged by others.

Grandpa Wu Xie's dogs are so high in five rows, which shows how powerful his wrists and courage were at that time, and people had to be convinced.

The second story also happened in Dart Hill. That was the thing that Uncle Wu Xie robbed the American Hu of the blood corpse at night. It happened 20 to 30 years after the first story. This thing can be said to be entirely coincidental, and this is also the reason for Uncle Wu Xie. Knowing what happened to Grandpa Wu Xie when they first stolen the blood corpse, this time the adventure, the third uncle rose a number of experience points and got a strange panacea.Although this is just an episode, but this matter can be said to be the cause of Xisha beforehand.

The third story happened in the open sea of Xisha. This is also the story of Uncle Wu Xie's raging sea.

The emergence of Zhang Qiling forms the biggest mystery in this story. There are two versions in the story, one is the version of Sanshu Huyou and the other is the candid version of Sanshu after the catastrophe.

The final truth is that in both versions, the third uncle lied to Wu Xie. Because in the heart of the third uncle, there is still one huge secret, and this secret is related to innocence.

The fourth story happened in Qixing Lu Palace in Shandong. This is the first story of this work and the first time Wu Xie went to the ground. After this experience, Wu Xie changed from a firm atheist to a neuropath. It is really curious to participate in such criminal activities. In this story, Wu Xie and others finally escaped by relying on dull oil bottles.

As a result, the previous three stories have the opportunity to merge together through this story.

Several clues, such as the Warring States silk script, Xisha incident, inexplicable panacea, etc., aggregated, and the whole story began to become extremely confusing.

The fifth story, back to Xisha. This time, Wu Xie entered Wang Chaihai's seabed tomb, looking for the third uncle who disappeared in the tomb. At this time, the third uncle had obtained the clue of the Tiangong from the seabed tomb and started the Yunding Tiangong project, while Wu Xie and others were still Like a fool, enter the underwater tomb. This time the game thousands of years apart from Wang Zanghai, finally Wang Fatzi's thinking of not turning around, let Wu Xie and others survive again.In this story, the three forces in this work finally converge and the mystery begins to develop. Wu Xie and others, who are seeking truth, have their own planned third uncle and the overseas powers in the previous stories. They have face-to-face confrontation for the first time here. In the two main lines, the story follows the script written by Wang Zanghai thousands of years ago, while the other is temporarily interrupted.

The sixth story is Qinling God Tree. This is the most criticized story-the editors think it is the best and most literary, and the reader thinks it is a story of ridiculous.

This story has little to do with the main line, it only leads to huge bronze monuments under the mountain, and also improves the protagonist's ability. In this story, Wu Xie independently led a mischievous childhood friend to the depths of Qinling Mountains.

For Wu Xie, this story sometimes thinks like a long dream with a feeling of unreal. The seventh story takes place in Changbai Mountain, the Yunding Tiangong forever. This is the most difficult expedition and the most painful one written by Wu Xie. People from all walks took their respective mysteries to the road of death, the snow in the sky, the painful trek in the narrow snow. Where, Wu Xie and others found the ultimate secret that Wang Zanghai tried to leave for future generations a thousand years ago. However, the secret came to an abrupt end before the huge bronze door underground.

Zhang Qiling, who entered the underground giant gate, seemed to be the only one closest to the secret. Wang Zang's main line stopped here, and the main line of Tie Miansheng restarted.The eighth story is that the snake marsh ghost spear shilong shangs the patellar lips and reflects the silly animal reef. The snake marsh ghost spear shilong 5 鰓 Huan 鍨 舨 testis 5 thumb. After Wu Xie sorted it out, she found it to be an excellent novel theme. Writing in ancient dragon's style must be a wonderful book. Wu Xie must write it out in her lifetime. The second is the story of the iron-faced student who is slowly forming. Now you can clearly see the origin of the story-the huge bronze miracles in the mountains and the secret behind the snake marsh ghost town.

In history, there are two people who transcended the times to get a glimpse of this secret: one is the iron-faced student in the Warring States period, and the other is Wang Zanghai in the early Ming Dynasty. Judging from the available data, Wu Xie and others do not know whether there is a direct connection between them, but what can be seen is that Tie Miansheng should have more abundant information. After all, his time is very close to the mythological age. . Judging from the kind of immortality in their tombs, the two should have something in common. At the very least, both of them passed down their experience in some form-the Warring States silk script and the snake eyebrow fish.

And Wu Xie and others are following these two clues and gradually unveiling this veil of confusion. About Wang Zanghai, Lu Wang Palace, Golmud and Yunding Tiangong, is another system that has a very close relationship with the Zhangjia ancient tomb, and the Zhang family's ancestors have a relationship. For example, the story of Chen Pi'a's hanging upside down in Jing'er Palace and playing Miao people is just a word.About dragging: As an author, the biggest external pain must be the contradiction between the pressure of the publishing cycle and the quality of your writing, especially when you are already very familiar with the issue of catching up, you know that this is irreconcilable of. However, as long as you face this pain long enough, you will find that this is not unbearable. What is really uncomfortable is that after you have suffered these pains, you have to suffer more incomprehension.

But I am still dragging as always. I am a slow hand, especially in the later period, the writing speed will become slower and slower.

It ’s not because of not writing, but because the longer the story is written to the back, the more information is in front, and the more you need to worry about it. After you write five books, the basic clue puzzles in front will become mountains. There is no way you can make every step of your body extremely difficult.

In this case, many times, I can only choose a stable writing speed. However, because of my slow writing, I was met with a lot of infamy. These infamy accumulate from book to book, slowly drowning out the cheers I could hear before and slowly becoming mainstream.

I cannot say against my heart that my mind has always been calm when facing these words. Anyone who faces so much criticism in the early days will doubt their value. "It turns out that so many people don't like me." I could imagine the frustration in my heart at that time. "Jiang Lang only exhausted."I only write for people who like me. I wanted to make such a sentence at the time, but I couldn't do it. Slowly, my anxiety with these messages began to occupy my all. That year, I did n’t know what method to use and slowly calmed my heart. I would like to thank my friends, one of whom has become famous and experienced all this. She told me that writing is one Kind of meditation. Writing is a process of staring at the heart.

I am worried that what I have lost, for me before, does not exist. So, what I lost is just what I shouldn't get.

I by no means lost everything I had before writing, as if a child picked ten apples from an apple tree and found that three of them were rotten. He should not be frustrated by the loss of three apples, but should see the other seven intact.

Language has some power. I slowly understood this truth myself: Emotion is something that cannot be quantified. Sadness is sadness, and happiness is happiness. I am writing to find my initial happiness. If I lose my heart because of a small loss, it is very worthwhile.

However, although I have my own frustration and perseverance about the draft, I still want to apologize to all my readers here. Five years of waiting seems to be a little reincarnation in life, and I apologize for all the pain you have in this waiting. At the same time, I also hope that in these five years of waiting, this novel will become a memory.Five years is a period of life that is not long or short. If there is a fat man who can make so many people struggle for five years in his precious life, this fat man guesses spear Φ. So even if it is painful, while I apologize, I will secretly rejoice.

Why do I like stories? Let me talk about my life first. On February 20, 1982, I was born in a small town in Zhejiang. I was born midnight. When I was born, there was no response from the sky or the sea.

Something to think about, I somewhat blame God, because even when I was born, there was a thunder in the sky, I can reasonably think that I must be different from others. Unfortunately, I can't go back.

I can only be a real ordinary person, fooling around in this world. My family background is quite complicated. My grandmother is from Taixing, Jiangsu, and my publisher is still a fellow. My grandma is a boat lady, that is to say, she has no property, and all her property is 91 small wooden boats. My grandfather died when my father was five years old. My father has an older brother and an older sister.I do n’t know the reason for my grandpa ’s death. My father does n’t know. I just vaguely know that my grandmother should be regarded as my grandfather ’s child-law. Grandma actually has a lot of children, but she did n’t support her at that time. My father was the youngest, so I loved it very much. In the 60s, because of famine, my grandmother's ship departed from Taixing and went to Shanghai. On the Huangpu River, his ship sank because of a collision with a big ship. My grandma took her three children, and at the moment they went ashore, they wept bitterly, and their home was gone. Now she came to the land and looked at the vast Shanghai beach. All she could feel was that it was issued incomparably. Thanks to the party and the people, my grandma has been placed.

In my father's memory, there is a particularly peaceful and beautiful memory of old Shanghai. I have calculated that if my father did not go ashore at that time, he might not be going to school, maybe there would be no later things. I do n’t know the reason. My father later left Shanghai and came to the area near Zhejiang in Zhejiang Province. After the start of "**********", my father followed the railway soldiers into the branch of Daxinganling. The Corps spent its most precious youth. My mother was also one of the young people who went from the south to the northern branch.

My mother was very beautiful. At the time, she was only 16 years old. Together with the other three southern girls, she was called the four golden flowers of Daxinganling. The father, who was the chief of the bureau, was chased by the special white rice. At that time, this pair of them should be quite glorious. In the construction of the Corps, people are divided into geographical factions. Ningbo, Wenzhou, and Lishui have their own small groups, and conflicts continued during the period. My father has been fighting since he was a child, and You Yishou has been fighting hard.My mother said that there was no scar on my father's body at that time. Because of his fight and loyalty, my father has prestige in all groups. As long as someone fights, as soon as my father appears, no one will say anything. Until I returned to the south, my father once slammed a boat of watermelon, and when he met with a mob of watermelons, his father used a lone on the boat to knock down dozens of mobsters into the water. , But his heroism at that time, I think it is enjoyable. Coupled with my mother's stunning beauty, the two were still quite jealous at the time.

Speaking of my mother, his family is more interesting. My grandmother is a kiln owner in our hometown called Qianyao. Thousand Kilns had a thousand kiln mouths, which was the core producing area at that time. At that time, my grandmother owned a big kiln in the local area and belonged to a very prominent class. My grandfather escaped from the strong of the Kuomintang. After waiting for the founding of New China, the two talents were introduced into a pair after being introduced.

There must be thousands of stories about my grandmother and grandfather. My grandfather was born with divine power. One meter eight and six is like a giant in the society at that time. My grandmother said that she would marry my grandfather because she saw something that the grandfather could lift only when he lifted three people alone.Of course, there seem to be many episodes in this marriage. When my grandfather died, I vaguely heard my grandmother in the mourning hall sadly telling my mother about my grandfather's love affairs. I have seen pictures of my parents in the past. My father is so handsome that he can't look straight at it, while my mother now looks surpassingly beautiful They are so beautiful and outstanding that every time I look in the mirror, I feel how unfair the world is. So many good genes came to me and behaved so lasciviously.

My parents established a relationship in Daxinganling, then transferred to Daqing Oilfield, and then returned to the south. My father was the deputy food manager of the spear ┫ system at the time, which was a great deal of power, so my family was pretty good. After that, on a night with no special features, I was born. At the time of writing, many people will find it interesting, and some people will be bored. What does this mean and what does it mean? It actually makes sense.

I want to tell you that my grandma, my grandma and grandpa, and my father and mother are all very storytellers. When I was born as the first child of two families, how did I spend my childhood in that era when there was no TV, no movie, no Internet, and no novel?

tell a story. I grew up under the care of a circle of storytellers. Folktales, war stories, fairy tales, my childhood is full of these. Some stories now sound very contagious, and I have used them directly in "Grave Robbers".At that time, I have determined that all of our initial fun can only come from the story. This is also the most basic and reason why I was fascinated by the story, because I can enjoy the fun that the story can convey 100%. Later in my life, poorly described as "boring", failed in all aspects, in the current words, can be called waste wood. Some people say that once a person is born, God will always give him some special skills so that he can help others. However, for a long time, I really felt that I had no special skills. In my circle of friends, there is always such a phenomenon: students with good grades are generally not very good in sports; if students with good sports are generally not what kind of results; students with good grades and sports are generally all Ugly; classmates with good grades and sports, who are not ugly, are generally prematurely loved and then expelled; classmates with good grades and sports, who are not ugly, and especially rules that do not love early, later become gay Too. What do I want to say? What I want to say is that I have nothing to do with the above, it is the sorrow of this society.

No one has ever been concerned with a child who is not good at sports and performance, and looks ugly and skips discipline everywhere. Many times when I dream back at midnight, I feel that God is so unfair. Everyone around me has a legendary life. Why is my life like this?At that time, I was not in good health. Since an exam collapsed in the exam room in elementary school, every time the teacher focused on me, I would arrange me in a place with good ventilation and temperature. This place must be a feng shui treasure of the whole examination room. When the teacher supervises the exam, he will always go to that place to rest except for inspections. He often asks me about my physical condition by the way. Won't work either. And travel, sports and even more fate with me. I grew up with a pair of fishermen's feet-the toes are very long, and the big toe is the longest. It is particularly useful when swimming lazily, but it is completely useless when explosive force is needed. In addition, as long as the sun is slightly larger, it is easy to suddenly foam at the floor. PE Teacher sees me as if he saw the principal ’s son, and takes care. So most of my PE lessons are spent in the shade, wearing a white shirt and holding a novel. For me, this early life was quite comfortable. In addition to being hit by a banana ball kicked by a handsome guy on the court and rolling down the stairs, I still particularly like those who are quiet and do not sweat. day. I think many people have my experience, but it may not be as absolute as me.At that time, I was reading novels almost all the time. After hollowing out the library, I turned to a small private bookstore and looked at the first book on the shelf. Books were all borrowed, and soon the money was not enough. For me who has no special skills, earning living expenses is a fantasy. I started to read books at bookstores, but I usually read three books and borrow one, so the boss also sorry for the inconvenience. Because I was a big customer in the beginning, although I borrowed less later, but the frequency is high, the total amount is also not 'bad. I think my EQ was cultivated at this time. By the end of junior high school, I had no more books to read, so I started to write something by myself. Although the quality is not high, but after completing a regular round of novel reading, I suddenly have a strong desire-I want to write a novel myself. At that time, this idea had nothing to do with any dreams. I did n’t want to be a writer at all. At that time, I just thought that writing a good-looking story could make everyone grab a look behind me. .That year, I started to really write. From the beginning of graffiti writing, to analysing those famous works by myself, abbreviations, outlines, setting techniques for suspense, and the basic rhythm of novels, in just two months, I slowly discovered that I wrote 'S novels are getting more and more interesting. However, I still dare not submit articles. The life of waste materials makes it difficult for me to encourage myself to take this step. At that time, there was no computer. I used paper and pen to write on manuscript paper. Slowly, I began to indulge in it. I wasted my studies (I didn't have anything to do with the original words of San Su anyway). After graduating from college, the total number of words I wrote exceeded 20 million words, most of which were written in various abandoned workbooks. I am a person who is very diligent in changing my workbooks, because my workbooks are homework in front of me, and the novels I often write behind. This is convenient for me to write in class. Often two or three classes, I can finish all one book. Then I will do my homework the next day and weave a new one.

Seriously, looking back now to see what I write is not part of the level can still make me speechless, not only can it be comparable to the present, many works even write better than the current. Because I focused on writing and sentences at the time, and now I am already an old fried dough stick. It is enough to know that the meaning is clearly stated, and often too lazy to think more about the words. Throughout the writing process, I have a particularly obvious feature, that is, only writing stories.At that time, there were so many kinds of stories. I wrote about martial arts, suspense, and love. Even early on, I started to write about the more popular genres, such as novels of the traversal type. But unlike other literature lovers, I just want to write a story. The sentence I most want to hear is: "What about it? Was it written later?" Because this is the best evaluation of my story.

After publishing "Grave Robbers", many people have asked me a question: Do you think your success has a luck component? I want to say that no success is without luck. It is always good to have some good luck, although it is not luck that people need most. Many times we also know that luck can't help you too much. Even if you win the lottery, if you don't have the ability to process sentences, the money in your hands will quickly become a big trouble. What people need is actually the ability to seize the opportunity.

The moment I decided to write "Grave Robbers", I took a mentality that also doesn't care. This kind of indifference can attract many people to see. Among them, there should be 20 million words of credit. So, if I really want to say where my luck is, I think my luck comes from me being not smart, not good enough in performance, not good enough in sports, but God likes to look ugly. Everything I accept today is very frank, and it has nothing to do with luck and talent first, I just keep being led by the story.

What I want to say is that if this person likes to eat very much, he has been stuck in eating since childhood, and she can be successful until she is thirty years old; if this person likes to fight, he starts from childhood He likes to fight, and when he is thirty, he can also succeed.Like one thing, stick to it, you can always succeed. I said some polite words, probably something that should be written afterwards, now let me talk about some grandma really want to say. Open this page to make a little psychological preparation.

Wu Xie: Wu Xie is an indescribable person. If it must be said, I want to say: He is actually an ordinary person. But this does not mean that he is not great. It is because he is an ordinary person, and all he has experienced is so admirable. I think that when many friends just saw him, they would hate his weakness and hesitate. However, as the story progresses step by step, more and more people like him. He is a weak boy like water, but please do n’t forget that in the harsh winter, the most formless water will also become Solid ice. Wu Xie is such a person. He is simple and has some small cleverness; he is cowardly and cherishes his life; he is sensitive and afraid to hurt the people around him. He is the most unsuitable person in any team to experience danger. However, I made him the protagonist of this story and went through the most terrible journey, which may be the most special place in this story. When everyone can retreat, he just can't retreat; when everyone can escape, he can't escape.I really want to say sorry to him and push this ordinary person into such a complicated puzzle. For a while, I could deeply feel the despair of everything in his heart. At that time, I was wondering what he would do when an ordinary person like him faced such a complicated despair. I didn't expect him to survive. In the development of the story, everyone saw how an ordinary person struggled to become a person he didn't want to be. What everyone likes is that in all places that can be the turning point of his life, he has maintained his conscience, even if he finally wears a mask of fierceness, his heart is still Wu Xie. He can have a lot of petty evils, and can have a lot of small moral issues, but when he faces the biggest choice, he will always be the same Wu Xie who wants everyone to be good.

"I hope that along the way, everyone can live well and everyone can see their endings. We may not be able to live for a long time, please let us live the life we deserve." Wu Xie in Pan Zi Zi prayed to the sky when he died, although he was in a dark cave. He blamed all his responsibilities on himself, and he could not face his meaning along the way. This is Wu Xie, the "free ride" in the team, the most wasteful leader in the iron triangle. He needs the protection of others and the help of others. He has infinite curiosity and desire, but as long as one person is hurt Everything about himself is not important. He is an ordinary person who wants you to live no matter how much he hates you. Because he did not understand the killing, the wealth beyond life, he only understood the value of the word "alive".Sultry oil bottle: This is a strong man like a god. In the space where he is, I can always write extremely easily, because as long as he is around, he can withstand all the disasters and pains for you. He has no words, will not be happy, will not be sad, he is always like a Like a porcelain doll, standing there silently, looking at everything lightly, however, you know that he spear, stunned and stunned, sloganed, swayed, swayed, weeded, swanned, and brought you so much safety. sense. However, don't know why, when I write about this man's various actions, I always feel a deep sadness in my heart.

As he said, he is a person without past and future, and his only connection with the world does not seem to have much value. He did not know where he came from or where he was going. He only knows that in this world, he has opinions about what he must do. "Can you imagine? One day, when you woke up from a cave, when you didn't know at all, and looked around with doubt, you already had a responsibility on your body that you must shoulder, you You do n’t have the right to see the scenery along the way, you ca n’t enjoy your friends and loved ones. All the good things in your life have no meaning to you at the moment you are conscious. ”This is how Zhang Qiling silently carried his own destiny. What hurts me the most is that he just carried it lightly, as if all this was taken for granted, as if this was just a trivial matter. If you ask him, he will only silently shake his head and say to you: "It doesn't matter." This is me wrote this man. He bears the most painful fate in the world, even more than a thousand times more painful than death, yet he is neither angry nor handsome, neither escaping nor suffering. He's there and tells you everyone he protects, it doesn't matter.

At the end of "Grave Robbers. Ba", I let him sleep again. Ten years later, I had the opportunity to wake him up again. This may not be a good ending for all people. However, for him, I really can't think of a better ending.Fatty: Fatty is a medium-sized person. On the whole, I think he is a thin person. Even on many levels, he is thinner than Wu Xie. Fatty people always give the impression of heehee haha, and always make trouble. He has his own stinky problems, but I still think he is the most normal of the three. In other words, if you want to choose someone to be your husband, among these three people, only fat people can do the job. If Wuxie is the kind of person who escapes from pain, and Brother is the kind of person who ignores pain, then fat is the only kind of person who can resolve pain. Among these people, fat people have undoubtedly suffered the most pain. The so-called bear means that the fat man can feel the pain to hurt himself, rather than endless pain like the younger brother, he just nodded his head. A person who understands the pain but has endured so much pain, and dissolves it one by one, is really happy and happy from the heart. We can almost be called a Buddha. Yes, the fat man is the Buddha who sees through everything.

To a certain extent, there is more in his conversations and jokes. He patted the naive shoulder and said the phrase "naive and innocent". It was already very transparent to see Wu Xie. He was able to nod and tacitly understand any danger with the younger brother, indicating that he also fully understands the inner heart of the younger brother. Blank. However, in the end, the fat man could not bear it at last. After the cloud is dead, can his strong heart resolve the strong grief? He found that he did not want to resolve it in his heart. He did not want this pain to be the same as his previous pain, and finally became that ethereal. The fat man chose to keep this pain with himself forever.I wrote that the fat man cried and cried while holding the body of the cloud, and said to Wu Xie: "I really like it, I have never made a joke." My tears could not stop flowing down. I regret it. I didn't have to write more for him and Yun, so that he and Yun can have more memories. For the fat man, his love is simple, like is like, there are not so many reasons, do not need to get along so much.

Audio-Technica: I don't know if the relationship between them is an explanation, is it a friend? I think they have transcended the relationship of friends. They have their own purposes, and at the end, they have given up their own purposes; are they loved ones? I don't think they are alienating and guessing each other, but this alienation is a silent protection. Everything seems to be out of the most basic feelings: I hope you can be safe, whether it is Wu Xie Qianli tracking and persuading the dull oil bottle, or the fat man does not want money to help Wu Xie in danger, or the dull oil bottle repeatedly rescues them People and put themselves in danger. "This is my friend. Please go away and tell your boss that if my friend is hurt in any way, I will kill him. Even if I run to the end of the world, I can find him. Anyway, I have time." The oil bottle said this lightly, and behind it were the fat man and Wu Xie who did not know what to do."I tell you, even if he wants to destroy all my property in the future, I won't frown. This is my Wu family's property. I want to let him lose to anyone's hand. I ’m here today. I ’m not here to ask you to agree to this matter, but to let you know. Who would dare to say nonsense to Lord Zhang again? This is the case! ”Wu Xie used his not completely solid Fist, smashed through the desk. At that moment, his anger did not make him feel the violent pain when his phalanx fractured. "Fat Lord, I will stay here. Only two people can let me go out from here. One is naive and the other is younger brother. You must live alive and do n’t have to worry about fat guys anymore. You I know that Fatty is getting older. Of course, it ’s a beautiful thing for us to die together in a fight. If you really have a day and feel that one region / place is a must and must be called fierce, you must call me Do n’t let the fat man have any regrets in his life. ”This is the Iron Triangle.