O Código do Túmulo Misterioso

Under a sky scattered with a hundred stars, the earth was dotted with countless graves.

The pitch-black night was as thick and impenetrable as ink. Cheng Xiangru crouched low, hoisting a hoe over his shoulder, with his younger sister Cheng Yimo following closely behind.

Tonight, the siblings were set on a daring mission—to exhume the ancestral grave of the village tyrant Yang Hu.

“Brother, I’m scared... Let’s go back...” Cheng Yimo, timid as a kitten, shrank behind her brother.

Cheng Xiangru patted her hand reassuringly. “Don’t be afraid. Tonight, I’m going to dig up that dog Yang Hu’s ancestor’s grave and make sure his family line ends.”

Yang Hu was the local bully, always surrounded by a pack of sycophants.

Cheng Xiangru had endured Yang Hu’s constant torment—after all, he had an ill-fated father, a tomb raider who brought nothing but bad luck, a restless mother, and now, with no parents or support, he was left utterly alone.

But when those scoundrels dared to harass Cheng Yimo, trying to pull down her pants to humiliate the tomb raider’s daughter, something snapped inside Cheng Xiangru.

Usually meek and silent, he could not bear to see his sister bullied.

So, without hesitation, he lunged at them.

Outnumbered, he was beaten nearly to death.

Such deep-seated hatred demanded a brutal retaliation.

Cheng Xiangru’s mind was fixed on one thing—to exhume Yang Hu’s ancestor’s grave, the only way he could think of to exact revenge.

The siblings tread unevenly toward the burial ground, struggling to m