Guan Yu looked down at the past. The small door of this house was made of wood, and the door board was rotten. There was a hole in the door. There was a lot of dust on it, but now it is obvious that something rubbed off a piece of dust on it.

There shouldn't be anybody coming to a place like this, but the dust is obviously the mark left by someone pushing the door by hand.

Guan Yu looked at the ground again, because of the long history and the long time no one had handled and experienced, many weeds had grown out of the cracks in the...