"Agreed," Yu Chengmu was the first to nod.

"Brother Jiang's suggestion is good." Jia Jinliang couldn't help but shiver. The pain of a severed hand was not something an ordinary person could bear, even though A Biao had already treated his wound with a makeshift remedy.

"We have no problem either." Chen Hao looked at everyone, and then replied, "But I hope that the tasks assigned to each team are fair. In other words, everyone bears the same risk."

"I can only say we'll try our best." Jiang Cheng didn't shy away from the issue.

After exchanging ideas, the group reached an agreement. Taking advantage of the fully dawned day, they decided not to waste any more time in the Wu family's mansion and prepared to go out to find clues.

They had only taken a few steps outside when they ran into the two villagers they had seen yesterday.

One of them was sharp-eyed. Upon seeing Jiang Cheng and the others, he immediately trotted up, his face beaming with a smile. "Esteemed sirs, you've worked hard. The village chief asked us to wait for you here. He said that upon seeing you, we should immediately take you to the village council hall, as there are important matters to discuss."

With the two villagers leading the way, the group quickly arrived at the courtyard they had visited on the first night. It turned out that this was the village council hall. From outside, they could hear the sound of arguing inside.

Pushing open the door, they found the room packed with people. Upon seeing Jiang Cheng and his group enter, the dense crowd parted to make way, but the villagers' gazes made Fatty feel very uncomfortable.

He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he felt like these people had an ulterior motive.

"Alright." The village chief stood up and waved his hand at the villagers. "I have something to say to these esteemed sirs. You... you should go back first. As for what you were saying, I will give everyone an explanation."

"The coffins of our ancestors have been destroyed. This is no small matter!" Another villager, who seemed to be of high seniority, tapped the ground with his cane, his withered face flushed with anger. "This is an ominous sign. If it's not resolved properly, it could even lead to the extinction of our clan!"

Hearing this, the village chief immediately became furious and smashed a teacup on the ground. "What nonsense are you talking about!" The village chief was panting heavily, his beard shaking, seemingly enraged.

In the end, several younger villagers dragged the cane-wielding villager out. Otherwise, it seemed the scene would have been difficult to control.

Jiang Cheng and his group perfectly played the role of bystanders. They were all veteran players and knew how to consolidate information to the greatest extent possible for their own use.

After the villagers left, the village chief's chest rose and fell violently. Finally, he sat back down on the wooden chair, his face a little pale. "I'm sorry, esteemed sirs, for making you witness such a spectacle. It's just that..."

"Let's talk about that later." Jiang Cheng turned and pointed to Jia Jinliang's severed arm. "One of us is seriously injured. You should find a way to treat him first. Is there a doctor?"

Hearing Jiang Cheng say this, Jia Jinliang looked quite surprised.

However, this time, Fatty, who was standing next to Jiang Cheng, seemed to understand a little. This was simply a way of currying favor. Otherwise, even if Jiang Cheng didn't say anything, A Biao would have spoken up.

At the same time, Jia Jinliang felt a subtle gaze on him. He turned his head slightly and realized that Zhang Junyu was looking at him, with something strange in his eyes.

Seeing the dried bloodstains on Jia Jinliang's body and his severed arm, the village chief immediately stood up and shouted loudly, telling the villagers who had led the way to go and fetch a doctor.

The villagers obeyed and left.

While they waited, the village chief invited everyone to sit down. Naturally, the conversation turned to the dispute between the village chief and the villagers earlier.

"Oh, don't you esteemed sirs know what's going on?" The village chief wore a bitter face, frowning, and lines appeared on his forehead. "It's the yizhuang (mortuary), the coffins inside were destroyed beyond recognition, and even the corpses were disturbed. This is a great disrespect!"

After speaking, the village chief muttered in a low voice, "I didn't dare say that you esteemed sirs went to the yizhuang (mortuary) last night. Otherwise, those villagers wouldn't have let it go so easily."

Hearing this, A Biao glared and sneered, "Then what else do they want?"

Hearing A Biao's unfriendly tone, the village chief immediately became apprehensive and quickly tried to appease him, saying, "Esteemed sirs, please don't be angry. I don't mean it that way. It's just... it's just that the coffins were destroyed like that. Shouldn't you esteemed sirs... give us an explanation?"

"Give an explanation?" Jiang Cheng rubbed his chin.

"Yes, yes." The village chief nodded.

"Okay, listen carefully. Da He Niangniang (River Goddess) went for a stroll to the yizhuang (mortuary) yesterday. She was very unhappy, so she smashed all the coffins." Jiang Cheng said in one breath, "She also threatened to come to the village for a walk these next few days. You're the village chief, so be careful."

"What?!" The village chief jumped up from his seat.

"But don't worry too much. After all, if you have nothing to hide, you have nothing to fear." Du Moyu quickly followed up to comfort him, saying, "Even if Da He Niangniang (River Goddess) comes to find you tonight, you'll have something to say, since she voluntarily drowned herself as a sacrifice, and you didn't force her, right?"

"That's right, people should be reasonable, right?" Fatty also joined in, spreading his hands out. "Ghosts should also be reasonable."

The village chief was covered in sweat, trembling as he said, "If she were reasonable, how... how would our village have fallen into this state?"

"Then you need to look for the reasons within yourself." Zhang Junyu sneered. He also knew that there must be some hidden secrets here. With time running out, they decided to scare the village chief a bit first.

"You... you don't need to be like this. I know what you want to ask." The village chief said in a resigned tone, sighing, "But esteemed sirs, I really didn't lie to you. Wu Family Da... Da He Niangniang (River Goddess), she really voluntarily sacrificed herself. The whole village can testify to this, and we were all there when we welcomed the Niangniang (Goddess), it can't be faked."

After a moment of contemplation, Jiang Cheng asked the question he most wanted to ask, "Was Wu Family's eldest daughter betrothed?"

As soon as he said this, Yu Chengmu and Chen Hao both fell silent. They had also been pondering this question, after all, the paper figures and love letters from the paper craftsman's house seemed problematic.

"No." The village chief shook his head. "Wu Family's eldest daughter was the apple of their eye. If she had been betrothed, there's no way we villagers wouldn't know."

"Who else is there in the Wu family now?" Jiang Cheng was too lazy to beat around the bush and decided to directly find someone who knew the inside story to ask.

"Now..." The village chief shook his head. "There's no one left."

"There are no direct relatives left, then what about the Wu family's former servants or helpers?" Yu Chengmu asked, "The Wu family was a big and prosperous family in the village, there must have been quite a few of them, right?"

"There were some, but most of them left with the Wu family's patriarch." At this point, the village chief paused, as if he suddenly remembered something, and quickly said, "No, there is indeed one person who stayed behind, but she... she probably won't be able to help you much."

"Who is it?"