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.,The first body went down and quickly mixed with the mud.,Chen Luo held a can in his hand, with a kind expression, beckoning to the mangy dog.。