"Huowang is such a warm-hearted kid!"
"Warm-hearted my foot, he's just a reckless hothead. Meeting a ghost in the middle of the night that asks for help and actually going off to help it just like that—if he's not a hothead, what is he?"
"And you really have to hand it to him for sheer nerve. Is this just what happens when a child is raised on Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's incense—they're born fearless?"
"So anyway, what on earth is the deal with '228'? What actually happened in that place?"
"We really shouldn't overdiscuss this. It was basically a village massacre carried out by official troops. Events like that are all too common in times of war, and not just in modern times. Take ancient history: Xiang Yu sacked cities six times, Cao Cao massacred Xuzhou, and Temüchjin's cavalry trampled Western Xia—that was practically genocide. Is there any point in discussing this?"
"Sigh, whether it's natural disasters or man-made calamities, it's always the ordinary people at the bottom who suffer."
"This is genuinely heartbreaking. A whole family dies in different places, and after death, their souls cannot enter the cycle of reincarnation, wandering forever in that tiny, unknown patch of ground where they drew their last breath."
[Living up to everyone's expectations, and after quite a bit of effort, Huowang finally managed to gather the remains of Xiaoling's family and, as promised, brought them all back to the home they had lived in during their lives.
"Dad, Mom... Sob, sob, sob. Huo…
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