The rain was still falling wildly, because it was still far from the hour of darkness, so the street lights were not on, and the sky outside looked even darker than the middle of the night, so dark that it made people feel oppressive and frightened.

If there is any light, it is only every moment when the lightning lights up on the horizon.

The brightness of the lightning is actually quite high, but the time is too short, short enough to see the world outside... The truth.

In the rolling dark clouds, the extreme roar and lightning seemed to tear apart the huge herd of fierce beasts that rushed out of time and space from ancient times, covering the sky, and where the huge hooves passed, destroying the withered and decaying, destroying the city and destroying the wall, and there was no disadvantage.

But I can't step into this community for half a step.

Accompanied by the group of ancient beasts outside the window, I continued to silently check the historical information on my phone.

the powerful but crazy and absurd Yuan Dynasty, with a lifespan of less than 100 years; In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Ming Dynasty was in ruins, and internal and external troubles were difficult to recover; There are also various groups of people who have carried out countless great migrations of races for survival or other purposes...

Of course, I still focus on the migration of people from Yunnan to coastal cities.

According to the information available on the Internet... The purpose of these Yunnan people who moved here back then was to fight with some foreign forces?

So they are really great, Yunnan is not close to the coastal city, even now, if you want to take the most advanced means of transportation to run back and forth, it will take a lot of time.

What's more, this was 600 years ago, and there were no planes or trains at that time, so they traveled thousands of miles from the far end of the motherland to the far end of the motherland, in order to protect their families and defend the country against foreign invasions. Then why should they be given a collective first-class credit?

But this history can be easily found on the Internet... Is it really related to their true identity?

Then they should be regarded as national heroes, but their way of doing things, and even their way of living, doesn't seem to have anything to do with national heroes.

"Click..."

There was another earth-shaking thunder, this time the thunder was very loud, and the impact was also very great, and even the screen of my mobile phone was disturbed, and it flashed a few times.

These few flashes of the screen made my eyes instantly feel a sourness, and I realized that I had been staring at the screen for a little too long just now.

Putting down my phone, I whispered "one, two, three, four" and did eye exercises for a while.

Population migration... Migration of ethnic groups... Is this the right answer?

That's right! Didn't Chen Zhonghai say that if he knew the secrets in the ancient opera, it would be equivalent to knowing their true identities?

I picked up my phone again and opened the map to look closely at the curve of the five provinces.

So... If you combine the information I found on my mobile phone with the five provinces on the map, does this line refer to... Route?

Could it be that what exactly these five provinces are is actually secondary, and this route is the main one? So this is the schematic map of their route from Yunnan all the way to Binhai City?

If that's the case... That does seem to make sense...

Although there are still many doubts that have not been solved, based on the current situation, I think the answers I have found are not 100% correct, and they are still close to the truth.

But if these records are true, and they are really related to this history, then why is their style of doing things so different from the heroes described in the book?

Is there an error in the history books? Is it my misunderstanding of "hero"? Or has the temperament of these people changed dramatically for some reason over the course of more than 600 years? Long since abandoned the original idea?

What they forced me and Xiaorou to do for "inheritance", is it related to their ancestors? If even they themselves will abandon the way of life and the ideas that their ancestors have always adhered to, then what else do they have to 'inherit'?

And from Xiaoshuang's words before, it can be heard that they didn't seem to come to Marina City voluntarily at first.

And why did she say that? Who has the power to force them to do what they don't like?

Especially in such an era when hot weapons have not yet been rampant, with that body's ability, shouldn't they be invincible in the world, right?

Out of some kind of indescribable mentality, I didn't turn on the lights all the time.

The roaring thunder began to dissipate and was no longer so disturbing, the sky was already as dark as the end of the day and the white noise of the falling rain, plus the return to the familiar warm bed, all of this quickly put me to sleep...

Not surprisingly, in my dream, I went back to the war-torn era more than 600 years ago, and the eyes were full of devastation and corpses.

The thunder turned into the sound of artillery fire, and the sound of rain into the slashing of warriors and the neighing of horses, and the sound of water flowing in small rivers.

It was a long river dyed red with blood, and on the upper reaches of it lay mountains of corpses, all dressed in various armors, but none of them intact.

I looked to the other side, and under the dim goral, there was a group of centaurs dressed in light cloth robes. On the battlefield, where everyone wears steel armor, this group of people stands out in particular.

But their lightly armed team was extremely brave, and there was a sense of invincibility between the charges, and no armor or cold weapon could stop them.

The leader of this team is a thin little old man with long gray hair, and everyone else in the team calls that old man "Gu Ye"...

When I woke up the next day, it was already very bright, and after a night of heavy rain, the air was exceptionally fresh and the temperature seemed to have risen a bit.

I got up and walked to the window to look at the sky outside for a while, the sky was clear, the blue sky was blue, the white clouds were white, and the whole sky was beautiful.

It's been too long since I've slept in my own bed, this sleep... It made me feel like I was in a different world.

But I think it's more because of the information I found yesterday, right? It's really a bit too shocking, and those materials even give me a very peculiar sense of travel.

It seems that living in this community, living in this group of people, I have traveled back to the Ming Dynasty.

Suddenly, there was a familiar knock on the door, and I opened the door, carrying Xiao Rou with breakfast.

This moment made me feel even more trance, did I live in the present, or did I travel back to ancient times, or did I travel back a month ago?

"It's time for breakfast." Xiao Rou's tone was as usual, as if nothing had happened. The only difference from the past is that she still didn't call me "Brother Qian" as she did when they first met.

As before, Xiao Rou finished finishing breakfast and ate by herself, but I couldn't eat it, seeing that Xiao Rou was like a nobody, I thought about it and asked, "Xiao Rou, you... Where are you from? ”

Xiao Rou's eating action paused slightly, and then continued to eat while saying, "We are locals, and we all have ID cards." ”

I nodded and said, "Well, that's right, ID cards have only existed for a few years, and you're all... Right? ”

Xiao Rou glanced up at me, then continued to eat with her head down, ignoring me.