"Yes, village chief, you might as well tell me if you have anything. Not only can we eliminate misunderstandings between each other, but maybe we can also help you."
"You have just seen Sanqian's abilities."
Mo Yang and others also agreed at this time.
The old village chief raised his eyes and glanced at the old men next to him.
Several old men also nodded. Obviously, what Mo Yang and others said was not unreasonable.
"Okay." The old village chief nodded slightly, then stood up slightly, looked at Han Sanqian, and said, "The person in the coffin you see is called Yin'er!"
"Twenty years old, she is my daughter-in-law!"
"Daughter-in-law?" Upon hearing this, everyone, including Han Sanqian, was extremely surprised and all of them couldn't help but wonder.
Obviously, what the old village chief said was almost like fantasy to everyone.
You must know that everyone witnessed the village chief's son and the corpse with their own eyes.
But now, the living person in the coffin appears and becomes his daughter-in-law. How can this not surprise people?!
Wang Simin suddenly frowned and said with dissatisfaction: "You mean, your son has a daughter-in-law, but you locked him in a coffin, and then he was with that corpse... Damn, you are too disgusting, right?"
"So your daughter-in-law objected, so you put her in a coffin? Not only restricted her freedom, but you also humiliated him in this way?"
As both women, and with Wang Simin's love of fighting injustices, she became quite angry on the spot.
Han Sanqian glanced at Wang Simin slightly and told her not to get too excited. If such a thing happened, people and gods would naturally be angry. But looking at the expressions of the old village chief and other villagers, Han Sanqian felt that the matter was by no means that simple.
"Actually...my daughter-in-law Yin'er is visiting today." The old village chief said slowly.
"Passing through?" Han Sanqian frowned, what does this mean?!
How could he be lying in a coffin after passing through the door?!
Who would get married while lying in a coffin?
How scary is this?!
How unlucky it is!
As long as they are normal people, no one would be willing to get started in such an unlucky way, right?!
"Is it possible to buy one and get one free?" Mo Yang said softly next to Han Sanqian.
Buy one get one free?!
"You mean, someone forced the village chief's family to get rid of the body and also gave away the living woman in the coffin?" Liu Fangqi asked.
Mo Yang nodded slightly, and this could also explain why the village chief sent his own son into such a deceptive situation.
This situation seems to be the best explanation at the moment. Even Han Sanqian himself vaguely agrees with this view.
Only the old village chief shook his head slightly: "I, the Jiang family, only have one daughter-in-law, and that is Yin'er, the one in the coffin."
"What about that corpse?" Han Sanqian frowned.
"Substitute." The old village chief said softly.
"Substitute?" Han Sanqian frowned. He had seen a living person act as a scapegoat for a dead person, but this was the first time he had heard of a dead person acting as a scapegoat for a living person.
"Old village chief, what do you mean by this?" Jianghu Baixiaosheng also frowned.
"Yin'er wanted to visit, but I couldn't let anyone know about it. So, I used a corpse as a stand-in, and put Yin'er in a coffin for the funeral. I played a trick of stealing the dragon and turning it into the phoenix. In the past, this trick was almost impossible.
I didn’t like it, but I didn’t expect this time..." At this point, the old village elder had tears in his eyes, and he was very sad and regretful.
Stealing a dragon and turning into a phoenix?!
Another failed attempt!?
Han Sanqian couldn't help frowning more tightly, and he became more confused: "Village chief, it's it again? You have mentioned it many times, who is it?"
"Yes!" Mo Yang also nodded: "It seems that you are very afraid of it and hate it, but why do you even use a substitute for it?"
"It?" The old village chief slowly raised his head, his eyes murmuring towards the dark sky outside the house, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. It was unclear whether he was crying or laughing, but his eyes were full of bitterness.
"It is the god of our place." The man named Lei Gong before spoke dullly.
"God?" Han Sanqian was puzzled.
A person who is worshiped as a god by the local area, shouldn’t he protect the local area? How could he make the villagers afraid? And he also created such a scene that made people feel chills in their backs after watching it?
