Kusama, a man sat down.

Gu Nan hugged Wuge in his arms and looked at the open pit not far away.

Wuge was dug out of the soil by her, and she simply didn't go far from her.

I don't know what kind of material Wuge is made of, I don't know how long it has been, even the clothes and armor on her body have been rusted like this, but Wuge has no rust at all, and even the scabbard is only stained with some dirt.

When she found Wuge, she also found half of the armor trapped in the camp, thinking that it was Xiang Yu who buried them all here.

This is a mountain road outside the city, and from a distance, she can see Xianyang City in the distance. Just looking at the city, she didn't know how to relate to each other.

She leaned back on a stone and reached out to remove the half of the face armor from her face, which was much more breathable.

The air was a little cold, but it was very clean, and it made her stuffy chest feel a lot more comfortable.

Looking at the Wei River on the other side of the mountain road, there are white waves floating on the river, and you can vaguely see a few small boats leaning on the riverbank, undulating with the waves on the bank.

There was no sound around, only the gentle breeze, the grass was staggered, mixed with a few bouquets of wildflowers swaying, but the hillside was quiet at night.

Gu Nan sat a little blankly.

What year is it now, and now there are still old people pressing, and what dynasty is it now.

She didn't even know, looking down at her hands, she could feel that she was still alive.

There is still blood in the body, and the heart is still beating, so it should not have become a ghost.

But she still doesn't seem to have aged a minute, and she is alive again after death.

"Huh." Looking at his hands, Gu Nan chuckled.

"What's the difference between this and a goblin?"

Her voice was hoarse, and she closed her mouth again.

Some lowered her head somehow, inexplicably, she hoped that she could be so under Xiang Yu's halberd at that time. And then don't think about anything anymore, it's all over again.

She sat for a long time until it was about to dawn.

Maybe it's time to leave, but where are you going?

She didn't know, half-loud, and looked up at the dirt pit.

He stood up, stepped aside, and reburied the pit with his hands.

A man knelt there, put his hand on the ground, patted it, got up and left.

It's time to find a clean piece of clothing to put on.

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On the road, a man who looked like a coachman sat on a somewhat dilapidated railing cart, lazily leaning to the side and yawning, and from time to time raising the whip in his hand and whipping it lightly, urging the old horse pulling the cart to move forward.

He was going to rush to Xianyang City early today, so that he could take a few more guests, and it was always good to earn more copper plates this year.

The wheels rolled over the gravel ground, causing a jolt that nearly fell to the driver.

Hurriedly got up and pulled the rope to stabilize his body and didn't fall.

"Damn it." scolded secretly, and the coachman spat angrily: "It's a loss that I didn't break Lao Tzu's car." ”

As he was about to continue his journey, he saw a man walking towards him from the opposite side.

The man was dressed in a gray shirt and had a hat on his head. In his hand he was holding a black stick that couldn't see what it was.

The driver didn't look much at it, but thought it was passing by, and was about to walk over with the car.

The man stretched out his hand and stopped the car.

Although the driver was puzzled, he stopped the car and asked the man, "Hey, brother, is there something wrong?" ”

The man in gray put down his hand and said politely while holding the black stick in his arms.

"It's nothing, it's just to ask my brother about something."

The voice was hoarse, and it was uncomfortable to listen to.

However, the other party's attitude was not bad, and the driver's tone slowed down a little and said, "What do you inquire?" ”

"Thank you, brother." The man in gray pressed the hat on his head: "That's it. . . ”

Seeing the man's movements, the coachman looked at the sky suspiciously, it wasn't raining, what were you doing with a hat in broad daylight.

"I want to ask my brother." The man in gray paused before asking.

"What time is it now?"

The coachman was silent for a while, half loud, and scolded: "The road is not stable, and I met a fool, which is really unlucky." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and prepared to rush the horse.

The man in gray stopped the carriage again and said.

"Brother, you misunderstood, I have lived in the mountains for a long time, and I rarely come out, so I don't know the years outside, I just want to find someone to ask."

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The man in gray stood on the road and watched the car leave, and stood for a moment.

"Yuan Shuo year."

She smiled bitterly: "What year is this?" ”

During the Yuanshuo period, it was the name of the Han Wu year, which began in 129 BC. During the Yuanshuo period, the Han Dynasty established the state for more than 80 years, and became a Hangu and the world was stable.

Gu Nan didn't know where she should go, she just walked straight in this direction, and she didn't know how long it would take.

Although the encounter along the way is not that everyone in the world is safe, it can be regarded as a stable world.

But what she saw and heard was no longer what she was back then, as if a lifetime had passed.

On the way, she also learned that it should be the Han family's years now, and the history has not changed in the end, and it should be Liu Bang who won Xiang Yu in the end.

But there are far fewer people in this land, and sometimes they often walk for a long, long time, and they do not meet a single person.

Gu Nan met an old man when he was on the boat, and he should have been over ninety years old when he lived, which was rare at this time.

His family was on a ferryboat, and the old man often sat alone by the river.

When Gu Nan crossed the river, the old man suddenly said to her.

"You know, a long time ago, the river was almost dry."

The old man's eyes were cloudy, and his consciousness should not be very clear, so he just said to himself.

"At that time, first there was snow, then there was drought, and then there was pestilence. The world is really terrible, everyone in the world lives, and everyone has no food. People snatched food from each other, and later, children ······"

Gu Nan was in a daze at that time, sitting beside the old man in a daze and listening, listening to him talk about the things of the year in pieces.

She listened to it for a long time, and she didn't come back to her senses until the ferry had left.

Maybe a few months, she's been to a lot of places, and she doesn't know where she belongs.

She thought about it for a long time, and was going to find a place where there were no people to live, and then wait for herself to die.

When he was on the road, Gu Nanshun took him to learn some miscellaneous studies, mainly medical skills.

Back then, she had seen so many people who had died of the plague, and that image had always been imprinted in her mind.

She knew that she might not die for a long time, so she wanted to learn some, and if she could, maybe she would be able to save some people in the future.

She had killed a lot of people, and now even if she repaid it, she might be able to return after repayment.

However, the main reason why she didn't learn much along the way was because she was penniless and couldn't afford to buy any medical books.

In the desert outside the Saiwai, this place is called Shuofang, which means north.

It was very cold at dusk, and the wind blew like a knife, but all that came into view was a piece of yellow sand.

A man in gray walked in the desert with a hat and a black stick in his arms.