Wen Wan followed him while observing her surroundings. She looked around and couldn't help frowning.

The soil beneath the cultivated fields in this village has cracks. Is...is this village suffering from a drought?

She asked softly, "Uncle Village Chief, why don't we allow outsiders into our village? I see you're taking turns guarding the post. Is there something wrong?"

The village chief was silent for a while, and finally replied: "Nothing, this is just our long-standing rule."

"Our village has its own customs. If you see anything strange, don't ask too many questions."

Wen Wan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow after hearing this. "Don't ask too much?" She thought these people couldn't stand being questioned. "And the custom? The custom of buying and selling women?"

She cursed silently in her heart, Bah! Shameless!

But he still had a smile on his face and asked softly, "Uncle Village Chief, are we having a drought? I see the ground here is all dry and cracked."

"Yeah." Village Chief Hao replied with an expressionless face: "It doesn't rain often here, so the water is barely enough for drinking, but the crops..."

After listening to this, Wen Wan looked at Jiang Yan. It would be a good thing if these people died of drought. In fact, she had a vague guess in her heart, but she was not sure.

She felt that Shouwang Village might have been trafficking in women for a long time, not just in recent years.

The three of them followed the village chief into the village. Many villagers came out from the surrounding area and were secretly looking at them.

No, it couldn't be said to be peeping, it should be said that she was looking at them openly. What made her feel even more strange was that these villagers were basically all men, without a single woman.