Chapter 5 Widow Village

Chapter 5 Widow Village

Chapter 5 Widow Village

When the woman heard that Zhang Hao was going to stay in the village, she laughed excitedly.

"I have a few empty rooms at home, why don't you stay there?"

The woman pointed to her own house, which, from a distance, looked to have about two floors.

If there was no one else living in the woman's house, it would indeed be quite empty.

"Row."

Zhang Hao did not refuse the other party's invitation, but he did not show much enthusiasm either.

However, the woman seemed to be completely unaware of this and led the way with Zhang Hao and the mummy bride.

At this time, Zhang Hao was also a little confused.

The Mummy Bride didn't even attack the woman in this place.

"Could it be that the killing pattern of the Mummy Bride does not include killing or holding hands with women?"

"Or is it that this woman is not alive?"

Zhang Hao tends to prefer the second guess.

The person the Corpse Bride holds hands with may not be a woman, but the Corpse Bride is made up of two ghosts, and it is obviously impossible that the killing patterns of the two ghosts will avoid killing women.

"Are you the only one in this village?"

Zhang Hao looked at the village, feeling somewhat confused.

Along the way, he hardly saw anyone else.

Although it is a rural area, there are no children playing or farmers tending the fields.

"Of course I'm not the only one here. Look, these houses are occupied."

The woman pointed to a room ahead.

Zhang Hao looked from afar and could see a vague figure inside the paper-covered window.

The figure had a curvy figure, obviously a woman.

Then Zhang Hao looked at other places and the situation was almost the same.

As Zhang Hao and others arrived at the woman's door.

The doors of the houses began to open, and women aged between 20 and 30 walked out.

"Hey, Sister Lichun, there are guests coming to the village today, why didn't you tell us?"

A woman who looked to be about 25 years old, with a pretty face and a well-proportioned figure walked over.

The woman was clearly talking to the woman who brought Zhang Hao and the mummified bride into the village, but her eyes were always fixed on Zhang Hao.

Those almond eyes are full of spring and the look of rippling spring waves is enough to make people have wild thoughts just by looking at them.

"Are you from this village too?"

Zhang Hao stared at the woman and asked calmly.

He didn't care at all about the other person's delicate and shy look.

"Yes, my name is Lian'er. Where are you from?"

Faced with Zhang Hao's cold attitude, Lian'er didn't care at all. Instead, she leaned over, hooked her hands around Zhang Hao's neck, and asked softly.

"Is this person behind you your wife?"

Zhang Hao glanced at the other person, without any evil thoughts in his eyes.

Lian'er is good-looking. If she were in human society, her looks would make her more than qualified to be a female star.

Even in ancient times, one could become an oiran.

But unfortunately, the person she was facing was Zhang Hao, a man who had become a ghost slave.

Zhang Hao now has no interest in sexual desire at all.

After all, he is already a dead man, and he doesn't have any physiological problems like a living person.

"Sister Lichun, can we go in first now?"

Zhang Hao pulled Lian'er's hand down and walked to Lichun with the mummified bride.

"Of course, please come in."

Lichun looked at Lian'er proudly, then opened the door and let Zhang Hao and the mummy bride walk into the room.

After Zhang Hao and the mummy bride went far away, Lichun squatted down beside Lian'er.

"You little slut, you don't even consider the occasion when you're being slutty."

"Today, I will tell you what it means that old ginger is still spicy." "Next time, remember not to act coquettishly when those men are with their female companions, hehehe."

Lichun was in a happy mood, and walked into the house with her head held high and her chest puffed out like a victorious rooster.

"Oh, I was wrong this time."

"But I tell you, men are always better when they are young."

Lian'er glared at Lichun fiercely, said something harsh, and then walked towards the other women who were approaching.

Little did they know that their conversation had been heard by Zhang Hao.

But after listening to what they said, Zhang Hao became even more confused about the situation in this village.

This village obviously cannot be a normal village.

According to Zhang Hao's understanding, these women are most likely derived from some kind of supernatural power.

But this kind of scene of snatching a man is obviously not something that should appear in a supernatural place.

"Is there any key information missing?"

Zhang Hao stood in the house, thinking about the situation in the village.

It was obvious that Zhang Hao was the ghost slave, but at this moment, the mummy bride seemed to be completely obedient to Zhang Hao.

While Zhang Hao was thinking, the mummy bride just stood behind him with her hands clasped together, just like an ordinary bride about to get married.

"Young man, and this lady, please don't mind."

Lichun walked into the room, gave Zhang Hao a subtle smile, and then explained.

"Lian'er, this girl, just got married, and before they even had their wedding night, her husband was forcibly conscripted to fight in the war."

"So this girl has always looked like this when she sees men."

"In fact, it wasn't just her. All the men in the village were conscripted that day."

“So when you came to the village, you saw that there was no one in the village.”

At this point, Lichun sighed.

"There are only women in our village. For safety reasons, we basically don't go out casually."

"Only in the evening, when it's getting dark and it's hard to see clearly, will everyone go to check the vegetable garden, and then go back to the house before dark."

"At night, some bandits from the mountains would come to rob the village."

"Then why didn't I see those bandits?" Zhang Hao asked.

"This is because of the rules set by those old masters. They will not rob during the day and will not break into our homes at night."

Lichun explained: "We have been living like this for so many years."

“That’s why many people came here when you entered the village from outside today.”

When Zhang Hao heard Lichun say this, he understood.

Simply put, this is a village of widows where no men are in the village.

At night, bandits would come to the village to rob.

However, due to the rules of some bigwigs, these bandits would not break into houses and rob people at night.

So when Zhang Hao came over today, it was no wonder that these widows seemed so enthusiastic as they rarely met a man.

"How long have the men in your village been out?" Zhang Hao asked with the intention of finding out more information.

"I don't remember it very clearly. It should have been more than ten years ago."

Lichun said thoughtfully.

"That time Master Yue was not at home, so a group of soldiers came and conscripted the people away."

"After that, when the old man returned home, he found that bandits often came over, so he established this rule."

"The old man is a man of great status, and the bandits dare not break his rules."

"But I don't remember the details of the old man's situation. After all, he is very old."

"Among the women in our village, the oldest is only in his early thirties. No one knows about the old man's past deeds."

"Anyway, I just remember that from that day on, the bandits never showed up during the day."

"Even if they come to rob at night, they won't dare to break into the house and kidnap these sisters in the village."

Lichun seemed to respect the old man, but she didn't seem to know much about him.

(End of this chapter)