Looking at the dark old campus, I nodded: since it was a coincidence, then let's go and have a look.

Where so many people have died, isn't that a ghost town? Liu Yuwei looked at me scared: Isn't there a ghost everywhere inside, let's go in like this

Liu Xuemei, don't be prejudiced against ghosts. Lei Heng said in a more serious tone, this is the first time I have heard him talk to Liu Yuwei so seriously.

There must be a lot of lonely ghosts in it, but they are all anti-log fighters, such ghosts, you can call them heroic souls more accurately, they will not harm people, but they may need some help from us, since they are here, we should go and meet them.

Need our help? Could it be that the ghosts need help? Liu Yuwei didn't understand it even more.

Let's go back and popularize this to you, let's go and see first. I shook my head and said.

The three of them walked towards the old campus.

It was surrounded by dense woods, and there was no insects or anything like that on the grass, and there was a dead silence.

It was also the first time I had entered this kind of place, which is usually called; Ghost Domain.

My grandfather once told me that the ghost domain exists everywhere in this world, and it is generally a place where souls wander, and they are not the same system as the zombies that our old Zhang family has to deal with, but they are more dangerous than zombies.

Because usually only your soul enters the ghost domain, and your ** is still outside the ghost domain.

Normal people can't enter the ghost domain, and normal people are not welcome to come in the ghost domain, but by some coincidence, some people can enter these ghost domains.

What we see now is actually an illusion, and the real old campus may not exist for a long time.

Gradually, we finally came to the door of the old campus.

The first thing is to see two wooden signs at the door.

One of them is the Anti-Japanese Zhenwu Yang Wei School, and the other is in May of the 30th year of the Republic of China

The 32nd year of the Republic of China is converted into the year of the Common Era, which is 1941, which should be the time when this place was founded.

A rusty iron door looked like it was about to collapse at any moment, and I gently pushed it, and the iron door creaked and slowly opened.

After entering the iron gate, there was an uneven building inside, no one could see it, and I couldn't see the person holding the lamp who lured us in just now, I took a breath and looked at Liu Yuwei: What do you see now?

Still can't see it

We didn't come in with **, Liu Xuemei's pubic eyes are useless. Lei Heng shook his head and said.

So what do we do now? Senior Lei, I'll tell you the truth, in fact, I don't have much experience dealing with souls

Hehe, it doesn't matter, usually when you enter this kind of place, it is necessary to say hello to the host's house first.

After that, without waiting for me to ask again, Lei Heng said in a loud voice: May I ask who brought us in? Can you show up and see each other?

Lei Heng's voice is not loud, but the penetration of the voice is very strong, and the entire old campus is his voice.

After waiting for a while, Liu Yuwei suddenly pointed ahead: There is something!

I looked along.

Because there was no lighting, it looked foggy everywhere, and not far from us, it seemed like someone was waving at us in the fog.

Soul Attractor Go!

Lei Heng led us forward.

It was a strange feeling to walk in the haunted realm: I could barely feel myself walking, everything was like a dream, we passed a lot of simple houses made of wooden planks and other things, of course, there were also some brick and earth structures, these houses looked empty from the outside, but I passed through every window, I had the feeling of being looked at by something.

The figure in front of us has been waving to us in the fog and signaling us to follow him, although it feels like he is right in front of him, but no matter how you look at it, you can't see any details of this figure.

Senior Lei, will there be any problems with us following him like this? I looked at the soul attractor in front of me and said with some concern.

Some people are in the mountains behind the school, and it is very rare to hear that they have entered the old campus, but basically they all came out safely, and this heroic soul will not harm people, I am afraid there is something to require. When we enter the ghost domain, the best way is to listen to the instructions of the master here, and he will let us out after completing the requirements of the master here. Lei Heng whispered.

Continuing on, we finally came to the largest school building.

This teaching building is three stories high, and I estimate the length of the entire building to be hundreds of meters, which is the main building of the old campus.

What's wrong here? Senior Lei, our Senior Lei?

Suddenly, I looked left and right, and the whole person jumped up in fright!

Lei Heng is gone!

Look to your right again: Liu Yuwei is actually gone!

Looking around, I'm the only one left here!

Took a deep breath: It seems that the only heroic soul here needs is me?

Forcing myself to calm down first, I took a closer look at the place: the masonry houses were full of mottled potholes, which looked like they should have been shot, there seemed to have been fierce battles here, and I had quietly roped down, and I had found some bullet casings on the ground.

Since these heroic spirits have brought me here, they want me to do something for this place, and in that case, I'll see what the hell is going on.

In front of us was a staircase leading to the top, and the doors of the other rooms on this floor were tightly closed, so I simply went upstairs.

Walking up a two-length folding staircase, I came to the second floor of the place.

The stairs are full of debris: although the ghost domain is full of fantasy, it is a very real restoration of the situation at that time: the corridor is full of gun barrels, and some wood is probably ready to be used as a butt, and there are some piled up things I can't see what they are, but they should be some materials used at that time.

When I got to the second floor, there was also an iron door locked on the stairs leading to the third floor, and it looked like the place I was going to was on the second floor.

Door by door I searched ahead, and finally, I found the last door, which was hidden.

I slowly pushed the door open.

It's still foggy inside, but the basics are still clear.

It was probably a storage room, and there was a lot of stuff piled up, but it was the scene on the floor that made me gasp.

There was a plank of wood lying horizontally on the floor, and on the plank lay a corpse on its back.

The upper body of the corpse is wearing the typical costume of the Republic of China, which is the costume of the top dress that can often be seen in film and television dramas, the corpse has been completely ossified, but there is still hair at the head, and it is the more popular style of the one-line hijab in the Ming Kingdom, obviously, this is a girl.

After briefly examining the body, I frowned.

The female corpse lay on her back on the board, her palms pressed tightly against the board in a very awkward position, and after a little fumbling I immediately understood what was going on.

This girl was raped and killed by the Japanese!

Between the two palms of the female corpse, there is a thick iron nail, and the girl was nailed to the wooden board with her hands, and then

I kind of understood what they wanted me to do.

But there were some strange things: the nails nailed to her palm were not rusty to the touch and were very shiny, and the nails were unusually thick, feeling like a thin finger.

The nails must be plucked.

There were no tools around, and even if there were, it wouldn't be useful, so I pinched the end of the nail with two fingers and pulled it outward.

Motionless!

I tried again, but it still didn't move!

Just as I was trying to figure out what to do, there seemed to be a voice from somewhere else, only two words: heart.

I knew that someone was prompting me, so I pinched the nail again, did not pull it out at first, but carefully squeezed it steadily, then took a deep breath and said silently in my heart: Expelle the Japanese criminals!

The nail immediately loosened a little!

After a few repeated attempts, I finally pulled out the nails.

I took it in my hand and looked at it, and the nail was actually a full 10 centimeters long and 1.5 centimeters thick, and there were some strange patterns everywhere on the nails, which looked like non-slip lines on the nails, but in fact they weren't, but I hadn't seen those patterns, but I was sure that it must be some kind of coffin nail or something.

Then, I did the same and pulled out the nail from the other palm.

As the nail was pulled up, the female corpse immediately disappeared as if it had turned to ashes.

Holding the two coffin nails, it feels very heavy, much heavier than ordinary iron, and the two nails don't seem to be stained with a little dust, and there is no rust, neither the hardness nor the weight are ordinary.

Walking out of the small door, my son was stunned to see the building.

Outside this main building is a small square, which was originally empty, but now it is full of people!

As far as the eye could see, the small square was full of heads, everyone was wearing clothes or military uniforms in the style of the Republic of China, and some people seemed to be carrying guns, and they were all looking at me with their heads up.

I couldn't see their faces clearly, but I could feel them: they seemed happy.

Only one face in the crowd I could see clearly: a girl with a straight hijab hair smiling at me.

I nodded to her.

Then, all the figures began to fade and disappear, and then I felt that everything around me was slowly disappearing.

In the air, it seemed that someone was nagging about something

Mount Fuji raises the Han flag, the cherry blossom tree is drunk with concubines,

Returning to the middle of the road to see the thousands of people, flowers and flowers before the horse.

The lintel is full of white hair, and the Lu is jubilant and arrogant.

The first merit of the national history is clear, and China has been known as Changxiong since then.

During the Anti-Japanese War, an excerpt from the military song of the New First Army.