Sky Curtain: The opening scene explains the four major cases of the Ming Dynasty plus the early Ming

Modern time and space.

Zhu Dijun's live broadcast room is no longer a sea of ​​information.

It turned into an angry volcano, a volcano about to erupt, a volcano that had been accumulating fury for thousands of years!

Initially, when Judy mentioned Emperor Wu of Han's "Seven Star Soul-Locking Array," the comments section was filled with shock and anger.

"Holy crap! Really?! Using a cell tower as a piercing arrow? These bastards are absolutely vicious!"

"Investigate! We must investigate! Who exactly is this so-called 'overseas Chinese artist'? Doxx him!"

"Tungusic boar hide? I knew it was these bastards! They're still plotting against me!"

"Guazhou, Gansu? I'm from Gansu! I want to drive there right now and smash that damn statue!"

However, when the scene shifts to the Yongli Emperor, when the cold bowstring tightens around the neck of the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, when the humiliated statue bows at a forty-five-degree angle to pay homage to Japan…

The live stream chat disappeared.

Strangely, it disappeared for a full ten seconds.

This is not a lag issue.

This is the collective silence brought about by extreme anger, extreme sorrow, and extreme murderous intent!

At that moment, every descendant of Yan and Huang in front of the screen felt a surge of blood rushing straight to the top of their head!

They seemed to see that lonely emperor, on a foreign hillside, taking one last look back at his homeland.

They seemed to hear the founding emperor, the Iron Emperor, weeping and wailing in the Hongwu Hall for his unworthy descendants.

They seemed to feel the decrees of the Yongle Emperor, issued from the cold palace, decrees that would destroy the country and crush its spirit!

The nine provinces share the same temperature!

next second.

The volcano erupted completely!

"Aa ...

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Slaughter all these sons of bitches!!!"

"Emperor Yongli! My Emperor Yongli! My Han emperor has been so humiliated! My heart aches!!"

"Wu Sangui! I curse your ancestors for eighteen generations! You traitor, worse than a pig or a dog!"

"And that Burmese king! I only learned about the 'cursed water disaster' today! Good! Very good!"

"The key point is that statue! That designer! That traitorous dog who's in cahoots with the Japanese invaders! Find out! Dig up his ancestral graves!"

anger!

An unprecedented outrage!

This anger surpasses any online flame war or any public opinion storm.

This is a raging fury that arises from the awakening of a collective memory that has been etched into our blood and passed down for five thousand years!

Our ancestors!

Emperor Wu of Han, who broke the backbone of the Xiongnu!

The Hongwu Emperor, who drove out the barbarians and restored China!

After their deaths, they were cursed and humiliated in such a vicious way by despicable people!

This is no longer a simple historical issue!

This is war!

It is a war for the survival of civilization that has been fought for thousands of years without the smoke of gunpowder!

"Now I finally understand why Brother Jun was assassinated!"

A blood-red bullet comment floated across the screen, instantly waking everyone up.

"Yes! What Brother Jun is revealing isn't history, it's the enemy's war crimes!"

"That 'Seven Star Soul-Locking Array,' that feng shui arrangement requiring 'eternal worship,' and the 'traitor' who assassinated Brother Jun—they're all in cahoots! They're all in cahoots!"

"They don't just want to rewrite our history; they want to fundamentally and spiritually castrate us! To turn us into a flock of lambs who have forgotten their ancestors and are ready to be slaughtered!"

"I used to think Brother Jun was just a history anchor, but I was wrong! I was terribly wrong! Brother Jun was taking a bullet for our entire nation!"

"Protect Jun-ge! We must protect Jun-ge!"

"Crowdfunding! Let's hire the world's best bodyguards for Brother Jun! 24/7 close protection!"

"Brothers! Don't just shout it online! Take action! That statue of Emperor Wu of Han is in Guazhou, Gansu, right? And that statue of Emperor Yongli is in Lotus Pond Park, Kunming, right? Brothers in those areas, go to the scene! Livestream it! Make this a huge issue! Make it a huge issue!"

"Yes! And that so-called artist, that designer! Release all their information! Let these rats in the gutter have nowhere to hide!"

"I've already called the police! I've reported it to the National Security Bureau, the Cultural Relics Bureau, and every department I can contact! This is cultural invasion! This is a national security issue!"

In an instant, the entire Chinese internet was in an uproar because of Zhu Dijun's live broadcast!

Countless netizens spontaneously took action.

Some people are working through the night to compile information and dig deep into the backgrounds of those so-called "artists" and "designers".

Some people drove hundreds of kilometers to Guazhou and Kunming to livestream the two shocking statues using their mobile phones.

Countless tip-off calls and emails flooded various government departments.

A powerful wave, spontaneously formed by the people, is sweeping across the country with unstoppable force to defend history and protect our ancestors!

At this time.

Above the sky, Zhu Dijun's figure reappeared.

Looking at the fervent public opinion in the live broadcast room, and at the compatriots who were worried about him and angry for their ancestors, a relieved smile appeared on his face, which was slightly pale due to his serious injuries.

he knows.

Everything he did, risking his life, was worth it!

"Family members."

His voice, transmitted clearly through the sky, reached everyone's ears, carrying a calming power.

"Anger is our sword."

"But we can't just be angry."

He slowly raised one hand and pointed to the sky, where the Ming army was still training and preparing for a long expedition across time and space.

"Our ancestors are showing us this through their actions."

"Words are powerless when facing wolves."

"Only iron and blood can defend dignity."

"They have shown us the way."

Zhu Dijun's gaze became incredibly profound, as if he could see through the past and the future.

"And we, born in this era, also have our own...war!"