The door of the dark room completely collapsed due to Yun Ruojie's strong break down before, leaving only a chaotic pile of broken earth and gravel slag.

Yun Ruojie stepped on the gravel piled at the entrance to enter, due to the closure of the gate for many years, the internal and external air pressure was unbalanced, so the air flow continued to surge at the entrance, cutting across the face, like a yin wind blowing, causing the candle flame to sway.

The air in the darkroom is quite fresh, and the original vents have been blocked due to the fact that it has been completely closed for many years, so it is not seriously polluted, and it can be called a clean land.

This made the two of them, who had been smelling the dirty atmosphere, feel cool and comfortable, and felt that their strength seemed to have recovered a little.

Unbound followed him into the underground cellar that had been abandoned for many years, feeling the gloomy wind blowing on his face, he felt that his body was extremely strong at the moment, and he rose another step, and the twin stars under the virtual star sky in his body seemed to be covered with a layer of pale golden light mist.

He clenched his fists and felt his new strength, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

Now, with the power of his full punch, he could already get close to the power of the jade burning stone before.

It's just that he has a feeling of urgent hunger, feeling as if his stomach is hungry, his five organs are stirring, and he needs a strong energy supplement.

Now he can't exert his full strength at all, and his transformation can only be forced to stop due to the lack of energy supply.

However, now that he was trapped underground, all he could do was try to suppress the feeling and distract himself.

He is very worried about his physical condition, if he only consumes and does not input for a long time, this will be a big problem, violating the most basic conservation of energy, and the circulation of the world in his body may collapse.

Therefore, his current evolution is nothing more than a leap in the life attribute itself, and it is not complete, he can only evolve halfway and is forced to stagnate there.

In fact, his current combat power is not as good as before.

However, it is certain that when he completely replenishes his energy, his strength will usher in a complete explosion.

Stepping through the ruins of the gate, the two finally saw the true appearance of the air-raid shelter under the candlelight of Yun Ruojie.

This is a very empty oval-shaped huge square, about 1,000 square meters, and the land has some dark colors, probably blood stains that have congealed.

The dry bones and corpses on the ground were all over the place, not much decayed, and the bone micro-belts were some crystal yellow, and some were also white, all of which were very well preserved, and were scattered in piles.

Yuan Weijian glanced over, some of the corpses were leaning against the stone wall, and more were gathered in the middle of the square, where there was a stone pillar, as if supporting the underground cave.

Yun Ruojie's eyes showed a fine light, and she walked gently towards the stone pillar in the center with broken steps.

Unruly carefully avoided the accumulated bones around him, but inevitably stepped on the black, dried blood stains, making a very piercing squeak.

There were hundreds of complete corpses, apparently trapped in this bomb shelter, starved to death or dying of thirst.

They wore ancient cloth and robes, which did not resemble the costumes worn by the people of this era.

Most of these clothes are rotten and damp, and the complete corpses are barely visible, which is extremely miserable.

Looking at the bones piled up everywhere, there was not only a trace of sadness in the uninhibited heart.

These are all living human lives, dozens of living human lives are buried here hastily, without a coffin!

What kind of brutal war did they go through, so that they could only hide in the bomb shelter in aggrieved, and in the end, they all died here!

Even though they survived the bombardment and preserved their bones, they starved to death underground, and the cruelty of war is truly outrageous!

Yuan Weijian was really shocked and deeply felt the horror of the national war.

The power of the individual is incomparably small, and in the war-torn era, there is no trace of shock.

At first glance, the death of more than a hundred or so people does not seem to be a lot compared to the countless dawn people.

But when you see the corpses piled up on the ground all around you, you can feel a trace of the smell of blood that has not gone away.

Only by being truly immersed can one know how fragile human life is.

After taking a few steps forward, Yun Ruojie casually picked up the gun held on a corpse and gently picked it up, only to find that the gun had been completely rusted and basically fell apart.

"Gun ......"

Unbound also picked up a handful curiously, but it was also basically unusable, and the bullets in it were no longer usable.

He was very curious, this was the first time he had come into contact with a gun, although it was a very low-level thermal weapon in his memory, and there were only some superficial introductions, but when he personally touched the rough wooden gun body with his hands, a feeling of blood boiling couldn't help but rise from his heart.

Every man who gets this hot weapon for the first time will always be full of pride in his heart. It's instinct and there's no way to control the impulse!

Yuan Weijian couldn't help but think, even this kind of low-grade earthen gun can bring him a huge temptation, if he can drive his own mecha one day, then he won't be crazy, right?

Before he could think about it, Yun Ruojie had already taken the lead and came to the stone pillar in the center. Unbound hurriedly threw down the broken gun, walked two steps quickly and followed.

When they got closer, they realized that a small hole had been made in the center of the stone pillar, and something seemed to be placed in it.

Yun Ruojie's eyes suddenly lit up, and after avoiding the dense skeletons, she reached out with her white jade hand and took out the things in the stone cave.

Immediately, she was surprised and couldn't help but cry out.

It was an old, worn-out piece of rice paper, stacked and placed, which had turned a dark yellow color due to the passage of time.

The paper was very fragile, Yun Ruojie carefully unfolded it, and Yuan Weijian also came to her and assisted her in spreading out the entire paper.

"The word ......"

Yuan Weijian looked at it and felt that it was wrong, the black handwriting did not look like normal pure black, there seemed to be a kind of red inside, and it seemed to feel a sad and cold feeling, which made people chill from the bottom of their hearts.

"It's ...... Blood Book?"

Uninhibited lightly placed his hand on the word and was surprised to discover this fact. It's a dried bloodstain that has turned black over the years, but it's a bloody letter.

Yun Ruojie's eyes couldn't help but froze, but she still said calmly:

"Junior Brother Yuan, let's lay out this piece of paper first. ”

Soon, the whole picture of the rice paper was revealed. The rice paper was very large, and the words on it were also very large, not many words, only a few lines.

The handwriting is very sloppy, not neat and elegant at all, but both of them can find some emotions behind the scribble, and there is an inexplicable tragedy.

It was a sense of despair, a feeling of heartache.

That feeling was unexpectedly powerful through the back of the paper, across the long river of time and space, directly transmitted, imprinted in the hearts of the two, lingering for a long time.

Before the two of them had time to read the content of the blood book, they were already deeply infected by this emotion, and they felt very depressed and speechless.

This script is very similar to the characters used by Yuan Weijian in the Holy Village, and presumably their roots are the same.

Originally, the people of the Holy Village had lost their written heritage at some point. Those characters are said to have been dug out of the soil by the village chief of Rao, and they are also ancient hieroglyphs.

The text used in this other world is also in this font, so Yun Ruojie didn't have much effort to read it, and she read it quickly.

Uninhibited looked at the scribbled but magnificent handwriting in front of him, and read silently in his heart:

"I am a big country in Shenzhou, with thousands of miles of fertile fields, a vast land and abundant resources, and many outstanding people, but now I am down for a while, and the villain is in charge, and the Dongying Island country has killed countless people in my Shenzhou. I Yu Sanping led 129 people from Yu Village to take refuge here, hoping to escape this catastrophe.

Although Yu was born in a commoner, he also had poetry and books. There is no ambition to serve the country, but there is nothing to be done.

In order to save the civilians of our village, Yu can only survive for a while. I hope that the descendants of my Shenzhou will remember this hatred and avenge this blood and sea of blood for our generation!"

After reading the words "blood sea deep hatred", the two shivered and glanced at each other.

This is a naked hatred left over from the previous era, without a hint of concealment.

Brutal wars between nations, ethnic struggles that have been passed down to the next generation!

This hatred is simply incompatible!

"Sister Yun, are there still Dongying Island and Shenzhou Kingdom now?"

Yuan Weijian felt a little sad in his heart, and asked softly.

"After the war of the last days, all races, all unfinished hatreds, will be dissipated. ”

Yun Ruojie sighed and said quietly.

Unbound was a little speechless, not knowing what to say.

Is this so-called "forgetting" really liberating?

The blood feud that was originally passed down from generation to generation has turned into ashes, and you and I are indistinguishable from each other, is it good or bad to do this?

Uninhibited shook his head vigorously, not thinking about these questions.

However, there is one thing he understands. The civilians who died in the war were innocent and victims.

They are drawn into such wars between nations, slaughtered or plundered, and they are like rootless duckweeds, wandering and unable to stand alone.

Unbound looked at the blood letter and felt a kind of sadness of the times.

Yun Ruojie's gaze wandered a little, and she continued to murmur and add:

"Maybe we're from one race in this war, maybe we're part of a rival force, but we don't know it.

Perhaps, that Shenzhou and Dongying have already been completely integrated, and may even have been wiped out, and now for us, knowing that these are meaningless, we can only rely on adding troubles. ”

Uninhibited and speechless, I wanted to refute it, but I couldn't say it.

All of this has been forgotten by the world, and life is in a state of confusion, where is the meaning of life?

But if we turn out this millennia-old psalm, will we make those races that may have merged explode again and filled with hatred?

He didn't understand, and his heart was tangled.

Although he came from the other side of the starry sky, and the war here was far away from him, so it could be said that it had nothing to do with it, but he still felt very sad in his heart.

Should this history be completely forgotten?

The sea of blood is deep, scattered with the wind, buried in the long river of history, hidden deep in the ground, without waves.

The blood-stained years are like an empty one, is the inheritance of bloodline really important?

Uninhibited's original firm notion is now somewhat shaken.

Perhaps, forgetting is the real liberation.