"Hmm, because Brother Runsheng is from this village."
"Can it be like that?"
"Because he doesn't want others to know that his wife and child are already dead."
"Is he referring to Zhou Yong?"
"Yes."
"But, Brother Xiao Yuan, if his wife and child are here, then who was it in the river?"
"Zhou Yong, I guess."
"Huh? But didn't the village chief just say that Zhou Yong was watching the card game?"
"Corpses can move."
"A corpse going ashore to watch the villagers play cards, isn't that preposterous?"
"Didn't you just eat food made by a corpse? Remember the boiled shrimp on the table, you ate the most."
"I... I didn't know."
Runsheng came back and said, "They just waved to me."
"Hmm."
Runsheng took the Yellow River Shovel out of the sack and asked, "Should I smash it over there?"
"No need, there's actually nothing there."
Li Zhiyuan looked towards the well covered with a large straw hat on the embankment, feeling it was all an illusion on the water.
