That year, when the Taoist priest from that sect threw Mo Caiwei back to Paper Doll Village, it must have been because he saw some kind of crisis. That's why he made the decision to send Mo Caiwei back to the village, in order to divert the trouble. And he should have succeeded.

Unfortunately, Zhao Ci could only get so little information, and Zero hadn't sent any news since then. Ye Yang was essentially walking into Mo Family Village without any intelligence.

They had just reached the entrance of the village when they were stopped by someone: "I don't allow outsiders to enter."

Wang Butcher sized up the man who had stopped them. He was wearing a yellow military uniform that no one wore anymore, and his pockets were empty.

Wang Butcher took a step forward and said, "How do you know we're not from the village?"

The man crossed his arms. "I've lived in the village for over forty years. How could I not know who lives here?"

Wang Butcher laughed, "You've been in the village for so long, you wouldn't not know that someone went missing from the village twenty years ago, right? I'll tell you what, I'm Little Mo's older sister-in-law, here specifically to look at my mother's family's house. Once the house is fixed, we'll hold the wedding here. Get out of my way!"

The man's expression changed instantly. "You're the jinx... Are you sure that's what it is?"

Wang Butcher raised a hand and pointed it at the man's nose. "If you don't let me into the village, you'll be delaying my family's happy occasion. Don't say I didn't warn you when the in-laws come looking for you!"

The man panicked. "You... you wait here, I'll go find the village chief."

Wang Butcher's shouting had already attracted a crowd. Wang Butcher didn't even look at them, and headed towards the big tree at the entrance of the village.

Someone else came to stop her: "You can't stand under that tree!"

Wang Butcher glared. "What? It's such a hot day, do you want to bake me alive? What do you mean you can't stand under the tree? Did someone hang themselves from it or something?"

Wang Butcher pushed the person aside and stood under the tree with Ye Yang.

Ye Yang kept staring at the tree. Wang Butcher looked like she was just fanning herself under the tree, but if you looked closely, you could see her ears twitching non-stop. She had already heard everything the surrounding people were saying.

"That jinx hasn't died? After all these years, she still wants to get married?"

"Is she marrying that guy in white?"

"No way! No groom would come back to arrange his bride's family home. That kid is probably just helping out."

"I don't think these two are from a good place."

"Look at that kid in white, he doesn't have any expression on his face. His face is whiter than a woman's, could he be dead? I heard that a dead person's face doesn't move."

"That woman is even more evil. Who wears all red for no reason? Look at her clothes, they're so eerily red! It's like they've been soaked in blood. And those legs, look how white..."

"Slap—" It sounded like someone had been slapped in the crowd, followed by, "Shameless."

Wang Butcher smiled and continued listening.

"Do you think that woman in red looks like the one the old Mo family brought back back then?"

"She does, especially that eerie aura, it's too similar."

"If she's the same as that woman, wouldn't that be the end of us?"

"If Old Granny was still alive, we could ask her a few questions. Now that Old Granny's gone, who can we ask?"

"Let's just wait and see! If nothing happens tonight, then we're fine. But if something does happen, what do we do?"

Just as the crowd was discussing among themselves, the man who had stopped them earlier came over with an old man. The old man sized up Wang Butcher and the others for a long time before saying, "Are you really Mo Yatou's in-laws?"

Wang Butcher laughed. "Old man, what are you saying? If we weren't her in-laws, what would we be doing here? Do you think we want Mo's abandoned house?"

The village chief thought for a long time. "Alright, come with me!"

The man panicked. "Uncle, are you really going to let them in? What if..."

"What if what?" The village chief gritted his teeth. "They're here for a wedding, why should we stop them? Besides, if we don't let them in and something happens, who's going to take responsibility?"

The man probably knew what the old village chief meant by "something happens". He didn't say anything.

The village chief shouted at the crowd, "What are you all gawking at? Go back home. I'll accompany the honored guests. No one else needs to interfere. Go home and do what you need to do, go on!"

After the villagers dispersed, the village chief waited for a while before leading Ye Yang and the others into the village. After taking a few steps, he took out a cigarette. "Honored guests, we don't have much to offer. My cigarettes aren't very good, but please have one."

Wang Butcher knew he was deliberately stalling for time, but didn't call him out on it. "My brother doesn't smoke, but I like this kind of local tobacco."

Wang Butcher took the cigarette, lit it, and took a puff. Then the old man led them into the village.

Wang Butcher transmitted her voice. "Ye Yang, have you noticed anything?"

Ye Yang responded. "The tree itself isn't strange, but its location is interesting. The tree guards the entrance of the village, so everyone can see it coming and going. If you look down from the tree, you should be able to see the entire village."

"People hang corpses on trees, not to display the bodies to the public, but to have the dead watch over the village."