Nan Xian found Old Man Teng without any trouble.
Just like when we first met, he was playing chess with other villagers.
Nan Xian and He Mingxiao stood aside and observed.
However, this time, Nan Xian was not observing Old Man Teng, but the other villagers gathered around.
In the previous cycle, she found many messy shoe prints at the door of Old Man Teng's house, and there was more than one kind, indicating that he was definitely killed by more than one person.
Logically speaking, a murderer would not kill someone without a reason; there must be a motive.
But who would want to kill an ordinary villager who has an excellent reputation in the village and is known for his straightforward and generous personality?
The information she gathered last time told her that Old Man Teng was very popular in the village and had never even argued with anyone, let alone incurred hatred that would lead to his death.
The only breakthrough was the task he received regarding peony cinnabar.
Nan Xian was now certain that the peony cinnabar was not arranged by the production team at all, but rather that the person behind the scenes used this opportunity to send it to themselves through Old Man Teng, and then cruelly murdered Old Man Teng.
However, this deduction raises another question—if the other party's target is him, then why was Wei Zeling able to obtain the Peony Cinnabar last time, and why does she seem to be preventing him from obtaining the Peony Cinnabar this time?
Everything was still shrouded in mystery, and since no accurate conclusion could be reached, Nan Xian quickly decided to play along.
She wanted to see what kind of game the person behind the scenes was playing.
She observed for a while but couldn't discern anything from the villagers watching the game. Just then, a game ended, and Old Man Teng looked up in her direction.
"Oh, young lady, you look unfamiliar. You've come to get a clue from me, haven't you?"
The exact same question.
This time, however, Nan Xian didn't stand on ceremony; instead, she gave a rather embarrassed smile.
"You saw right through me, sir. I really did come here to get a clue."
Old Man Teng laughed heartily, "You're quite the straightforward young lady. Come on, play a game with me. If you win, I'll give you the clue!"
Nan Xian didn't answer. She pulled and pressed He Mingxiao down onto the stone bench opposite Old Man Teng.
Old Man Teng was taken aback: "This is...?"
Nan Xian smiled and said, "He can play chess, he'll play with you!"
He Mingxiao realized what was happening and looked up at Nan Xian in surprise.
He knew that her grandmother had been a chess champion, and he also knew that her chess skills had surpassed hers; in fact, he couldn't even last ten moves against her.
But—my wife's words are law, I can do whatever she wants!
He Mingxiao then sat up straight very consciously and gave a slight bow to the person opposite him.
"Senior, please give me your guidance."
Old Man Teng's gaze swept between the two men, seemingly hesitant. But He Mingxiao had already gone this far, so it wouldn't be right for him to refuse. Thus, he had no choice but to nod in agreement.
Nan Xian smiled, crossed her arms and took a few steps back, standing at an angle from which she could see the expressions of most of the people present, and watched the battle in silence.
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