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.,Coming to his senses, Chen Luo hurriedly responded. He glanced at his unchanged palm and let out a slight sigh of relief.,This world is not purely ancient, but more like a mixed era of multi-ethnic integration.。