"Yes, village chief, you might as well say what you have, not only can we clear up the misunderstanding between each other, but perhaps, we can also help you."
"You've seen what three thousand can do."
Mo Yang and the others also agreed at this time.
The old village chief raised his eyes and glanced at the few old men next to him.
Several of the old men also nodded, obviously, Mo Yang and the others' words were not without reason.
"Good." The old village chief nodded gently, then rose slightly, looked towards Han Qianqian and said, "The person you saw in the coffin is called Yin'er!"
"She is twenty years old and is my daughter-in-law!"
"Daughter-in-law?" Once they heard this, everyone, including Han Qianqian, was incomparably surprised, and one could not help but utter a curious voice.
Obviously, the old village chief's words were almost like a nightmare from heaven to everyone.
They knew that the village chief's son and the corpse had been witnessed by everyone.
But now, a living person in a coffin had become his daughter-in-law, how could this not surprise people?
Wang Simin suddenly frowned, dissatisfied and said, "You mean, your son has a daughter-in-law, but you guys locked her up in a coffin and then with that corpse ...... Holy shit, you guys are too disgusting, right?"
"So your daughter-in-law objected and was put in a coffin by you guys? Not only restricting her freedom, but also humiliating him in this way?"
Being a woman as well, and with Wang Simin's love of fighting for justice, she was quite angry on the spot.
Han Qianqian faintly glanced at Wang Simin, indicating that she should not get too emotional, if there was such a thing, naturally, people and gods would be outraged, but looking at the expressions of the old village head and other villagers, Han Qianqian felt that things were by no means that simple.
"Actually ...... my daughter-in-law, Yin'er, is passing through the door today." The old village headman said slowly.
"Over the door?" Han Qianqian frowned, what does this mean?
The first thing you need to do is to get a new one.
What kind of person would lie in a coffin to marry someone?
How ominous must this be?
How unlucky it must be!
No one in their right mind would want to get married in such an inauspicious way, right?
"Hardly, buy one, get one free?" Mo Yang was beside Han Qianqian and said in a soft voice.
Buy one, get one free?!
"You mean, someone forced the village chief's family to settle that corpse and additionally attached the living woman in the coffin?" Liu Fang said curiously.
Mo Yang nodded slightly, and this, in turn, could explain why the village chief would send his own son under such a pitiful situation.
The situation at hand seemed to be the best explanation, and even Han Qianqian himself, vaguely agreed with this view.
Only the old village chief, faintly shook his head, "My Jiang family, there is only one daughter-in-law, and that is Yin'er, the one in the coffin."
"Then that corpse?" Han Qianqian frowned.
"The body double." The old village chief said softly.
"A body double?" Han Qianqian frowned, he had seen the living scapegoat the dead, but this was the first time he had heard of the dead scapegoating the living.
"Old Village Chief, what do you mean by that?" Jiang Hu Bai Xiao Sheng also frowned.
"Yin'er is going to pass through the door, but it absolutely must not be known. So, I used the corpse as a stand-in, while placing Yin'er in the coffin for the funeral, playing a trick of stealing the dragon and turning it into a phoenix. In the past, this trick was almost unfailingly tried, but I never thought this would be the second time ......" Speaking of this, the old village elder had tears in his eyes, and his whole person was sad and remorseful.
Stealing a dragon to turn a phoenix?
Again, a hundred times tried and true!
Han Qianqian could not help but frown more tightly, the whole person also more puzzled: "Village chief, again it? You've mentioned this it many times, what exactly is it?"
"Yes!" Mo Yang also nodded, "From what I can see, you guys seem to fear it and hate it, yet you even engage in some kind of double for it?"
"It?" The old village chief slowly raised his head, his eyes murmuring as he looked out into the dark sky outside the house, the corners of his mouth tugging slightly, unable to tell whether he was crying or laughing, only that his eyes were filled with bitterness.
"It is the god of our place." The man who had been called Lei Gong before opened his mouth in a dull voice.
"God?" Han Qianqian did not understand.
One that was worshipped as a god by the place, shouldn't it be sheltering the locality? How could it make the villagers afraid? How could he make such a scene that would make people's backs chill when they looked at him?
The village chief slowly stood up at this time and opened his mouth ......