Without Wu Zhihuai needing to react, everyone understood the word "Nanjing".
Chen Cang couldn't help but ask, "Are you going to Nanjing to find your sister?"
The wild ghost nodded.
For a moment, everyone's expressions varied, but their eyes were all filled with shock.
Wen Li then spoke gently, "The place you were in before was Nanjing."
This time it was the wild ghost's turn to be shocked, his mouth slightly agape: "Then... then why can't I find my way home?"
The wild ghost couldn't help but think about the skyscrapers when it woke up, a hint of confusion flashing in its eyes: "My house doesn't look like that."
The ghost compared his house to his own; it was probably a dilapidated bungalow with three rooms. He had his parents and a little sister at home. He was seventeen years old when he died.
Wen Li listened attentively to the ghost's story, and when he really couldn't remember, Wen Li reminded him, "Do you remember the year you were born?"
"December 13, 1937." The wild ghost suddenly became agitated: "I must get back as soon as possible; my parents and sister are in danger!"
Upon hearing this, everyone present was stunned by the date, staring at the wild ghost in disbelief as if struck by lightning.
They seemed to understand everything.
Wu Zhihuai's mouth trembled, his voice shook slightly, and he said in a barely audible breath, "But...but it's 2024 now."
From 1937 to 2024, a full eighty-seven years have passed.
"How is this possible!" Wild Ghost was stunned at first, then exclaimed excitedly, "How could so many years have passed? What about my parents? What about my sister?"
After saying that, the wild ghost knelt on the ground, buried his head in his hands, and collapsed, crying out, "They will die!"
“Those people are completely unreasonable! They use us for experiments, they rip open pregnant women’s bellies and throw the fully formed babies on the ground, they cut off people’s heads as a way to show off, they are playing a killing game!”
The wild ghost suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "They are not human at all!"
The black aura around the ghost suddenly intensified, and its eyes changed from blood red to dark black pupils, appearing sinister and empty.
The wild ghost instantly evolved into a vengeful spirit.
Now everyone understood, and an unnamed rage welled up in their chests.
Seeing this, Wen Li threw a calming spell at the wild ghost: "Sorry."
She couldn't say that all of this was in the past, like a wandering ghost who, even in death, could not forget this overwhelming hatred.
The four college students standing nearby were crying their eyes out. They were happy now. The country was becoming stronger and stronger, with more and more talented people and more and more advanced weapons. In less than a hundred years, they had transformed from a weak country that was easily underestimated into a powerful nation in the world.
Our ancestors endured hardships, and it is through the efforts of each and every one of them that we have the life we enjoy today.
Wu Zhihuai wiped away his tears: "Then are you looking for your sister? To be honest, my great-grandmother was also from Nanjing. I heard that she was hidden in a cellar by her own brother and managed to escape. But my great-uncle is missing. If you want to find your sister, we will do everything we can to help you find her!"
Even if eighty-seven years have passed, and that younger sister may have died tragically under the enemy's bayonets, what if she had been lucky enough to survive like her great-grandmother?
Even in death, her name and the place she came from will always be on the memorial wall!
After daybreak, the dormitory students skipped class and flew to Nanjing with Wen Li and Ye Gui.
The ghost couldn't remember his sister's name, but everyone still accompanied him to search the wall for a whole day, but they found nothing.
Wen Li comforted her, "It's very likely that she escaped unscathed back then."
However, everyone knows that this is almost impossible.
Wen Li noticed that the ghost's soul was getting weaker and weaker, and it was clear that it was about to be completely destroyed: "After tonight, regardless of whether your obsession has been eliminated, I will need to take you to the underworld to be reincarnated."
Even if a wandering ghost with unfulfilled wishes were to be reincarnated, it would be unlikely that it would be reborn as a human.
But now the wild ghost has become a vengeful spirit. Although he has no ill intentions, Wen Li cannot let him stay in the mortal world for either reason or emotion.
The wild ghost remained silent for a long time, showing no excitement, but his mood became much more depressed: "Then I want to go back to my home again."
Wen Li agreed.
Eighty-seven years have passed, and the entire country of China has undergone earth-shaking changes.
Following the description of the wild ghost, they inquired along the way, asking many older people, and finally arrived at a brand-new attic.
The trees are lush and green, and the sunlight filters through the small courtyard in dappled patterns.
At this moment, a middle-aged woman pushed an elderly man with a full head of white hair out. The old man had a thick scar on his face. It was probably a long time since the injury, so it didn't look so scary anymore, but it still gave people a sense of shock.
In the crowd, Wu Zhihuai held a black umbrella in his hand, and under the umbrella was the wild ghost.
The sun is out today, so wandering ghosts cannot walk in the sunlight.
Wu Zhihuai looked at the old man in the wheelchair, then at the wild ghost under the umbrella. His body suddenly trembled, his eyes reddened slightly, and tears suddenly fell.
Chen Cang noticed his roommate's change and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
Wu Zhihuai opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.
He looked at Wen Li, who smiled slightly and said, "Take him to see your great-grandmother."
The group was talking outside when the people inside the courtyard looked over.
The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment when she saw Wu Zhihuai, then quickly opened the fence of the small courtyard: "Why are you back?"
Suddenly realizing that today wasn't a holiday or the weekend, she instantly flew into a rage and grabbed Wu Zhihuai by the ear: "Shouldn't you be in class at this hour?! Why are you home?"
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