"I'm really dying of laughter. This anchor has such a thick skin. After making such a huge blunder, she's still talking nonsense here seriously."
"Yeah, she's supposed to be an antique appraiser. Why is she pretending to be a Taoist priest now? Leather - skinned corpse. I might as well say zombie. Can the anchor exorcise evil spirits?"
"Get out, you liar!"
"With such high popularity now, how could she be willing to go offline? These women really do their best to become popular. They can make up the most ridiculous things."
The barrage was scrolling crazily, all scolding me. Zhou Sheng was laughing so hard that he reached out to rub his stomach.
"Since you can't continue with antique appraising, you're changing to ghost - catching so soon. Keep making it up. Go on, tell me what this leather - skinned corpse is all about?"
"I'm not joking with you!"
I had a serious look on my face. In the camera, Zhou Sheng's grandma had already left the study. Her limbs were stiff when she walked. She had at most three hours left before turning into a corpse.
I took a deep breath and knocked on the table several times forcefully.
"Zhou Sheng, listen. After a leather - skinned corpse changes its skin, it will first eat the flesh and blood of the deceased's relatives, at least seven people. Take your family and leave now. Go to a place with a lot of people and strong yang energy first. Then find a powerful Taoist priest to save your lives."
Zhou Sheng had already started applauding towards the camera.
"Mu Rongyue, what a pity that the fraud syndicates in northern Myanmar didn't hire you. Next, are you going to say that you're that powerful Taoist priest and charge me millions to save my life?"
"Seeing that it's me, you thought the 800 - yuan antique - appraising fee was too little and wanted to make a big deal out of it—"
Before Zhou Sheng could finish his words, I interrupted him directly.
"You're wrong. I'm not a Taoist priest. I can't save your life."
I'm just an ordinary archaeology student. I know all this because of my grandfather.
My grandfather was a tomb robber.
He often said that if it weren't for so many traps, he could have dug up the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor.
I was amazed at his ability.
"Grandpa, how do you know there are so many traps? Have you gone down there to see?"
Grandpa sighed.
"See what? I meant there are too many public security organs."
Grandpa was afraid of the public security organs all his life. He robbed tombs all his life, but finally ended up in the hands of the public security organs.
After spending a few years in prison for free, Grandpa gave up his old ways.
He told me many stories about tomb - robbing. One of the most dangerous experiences was when he encountered a leather - skinned corpse back then.