At the same time, when talking about ghosts and gods, his heart was filled with fear.

Cen Yu pondered for a moment, then asked Pei Hengyun, "So that really is your home?"

He originally thought that after everything was replaced, that place should actually be Cen Yu's home... When he saw Pei Hengyun nod, a new question arose in his mind: if that's the case, then where is Cen Yu's home?

"Do you know..." Cen Yu looked at the group of people, "where my home is?"

He knew the question sounded funny, but it was the key to the problem.

What about Cen Yu?

Where is Cen Yu's home, whose existence was deliberately erased by Yu Sheng?

He Yongning glanced at the teaching building. "It should be in the archives." He looked at Jiang Tuan. "The information we had when we enrolled should have included everyone's home address."

Just like Cen Yu, none of them could remember where Cen Yu's home was. Even Pei Hengyun, who was a ghost, had no recollection of it when he thought about it.

It was as if Cen Yu's home had never existed.

“No…” Jiang Tuan frowned.

As the village chief's son, he actually had a basic understanding of the villagers.

Even if Yu Sheng deliberately erased Cen Yu's existence, there are still specific statistics and approximate addresses of all families with the surname Cen in the village...

He thought about it carefully for a long time, then looked at Cen Yu and said uncertainly.

"...I think our old gatekeeper's surname was Cen?"

"But he passed away not long after we graduated."

He looked toward the guardhouse. "I remember... Old Cen seemed to live in the guardhouse back then."