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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.,“Xiao Luo, you’re almost twenty, right” Uncle San watched Chen Luo work diligently, his eyes filled with pride.,After finishing the burial, Chen Lao San took out a jar of watered-down cheap liquor from the box behind him and poured it onto the blank tombstone.。