Outside, it was a chaotic scene with turmoil and unfamiliar dynasties. At night, some wandering swordsmen would come and go, always at risk of losing their heads. To survive and have a full meal, he sought refuge with his uncle in the city, living a life envied by villagers. He started digging graves to bury corpses from that time on, continuing for three years.,His pupils contracted slightly, and before he could take a closer look, he heard his Uncle's voice in his ear. Then, right after, his right arm was bound with red rope, tightening until it hurt his wrist.,He tried to focus his attention on the past, and soon saw a row of familiar words.。