Wen Nan raised an eyebrow and completely ignored the embroiderer.
She took out another two taels of silver from her pocket.
"Six taels of silver, if you tell me who instructed you to frame me, this money will be yours..."
Wen Nan was wearing an egg-yolk yellow dress, and the woman's expression remained unchanged, even though she had been falsely accused and the surrounding villagers were hostile towards her.
There was always a faint smile on her lips.
Wen Nan used his long, slender, and fair hands to push all six carts of silver in front of the Taoist priest.
"If you just tell me, all of these are yours."
Wen Nan raised his eyebrows slightly.
Lu Yanqing stood quietly next to Wen Nan and reached out to grab Wen Nan's wrist.
He stated his position. He did not believe that Wen Nan was some kind of evil spirit.
Zhang Ruyu raised her head and stood proudly beside Lu Yanqing.
Lu Yanqing and Zhang Ruyu stood opposite the villagers of Lianhua Village.
Their stance is self-evident.
In just a few breaths, the Taoist priest's mind went through eighteen turns.
He reached out and stuffed all six taels of silver in front of him into his pocket.
He pointed to the embroiderer.
Then, he took a money pouch out of his pocket and threw it to the embroiderer.
There were two hundred coins inside. The embroiderer came to him and asked him to identify Wen Nan as the evil spirit.
He came here for the money, and now that he has even more money, he'll naturally turn against them.
The embroiderer's face darkened. She hadn't expected that Wen Nan would still be able to bribe people even in this situation.
Shouldn't she be panicking right now? She should be explaining that she's not an evil spirit.
But... she was incredibly generous!
The embroiderer gritted her teeth.
The surrounding villagers were dumbfounded.
A reversal of the two extremes?
So that Taoist priest was a fraud!
The Taoist priest took the money and prepared to leave, watching as the villagers became increasingly hostile towards Wen Nan.
He waited for the right moment to sneak away... but Zhang Ruyu caught him red-handed.
Then Zhang Ruyu took a rope and tied the Taoist priest to the tree.
Zhang Ruyu took all the money back.
The Taoist priest angrily said, "Didn't you say you'd give me all the money if I told you who ordered it?"
Zhang Ruyu spat at him and said, "Sister Nan gave you everything. But I took it back. Understand?"
It means that I gave it to you, but you didn't take good care of it, so who can you blame?
The embroiderer gritted her teeth slightly; even so, she still had a way.
"A few days ago, as everyone knows, a lot of strange things happened in the village. Even Grandpa Li saw a ghost, but..."
"When they pulled Lady Wen out of the lake, her body had already floated to the surface, and everyone saw it..."
"The livestock raised by those villagers died innocently, each one tragically."
When the embroiderer finished speaking, the people around her clearly hesitated.
But still, no one dared to go near Wen Nan.
Wen Nan raised her head.
Wang Hunzi, who was not far away, wiped the sweat from his forehead and hurriedly rushed over with a large package on his back.
"Madam Wen, I've found her!" Wang Hunzi wiped the sweat from his forehead and put down the bundle he was carrying.
The embroiderer beside her had already turned pale.
The package was opened, revealing white clothes, long fingernails, and a pile of animal bones—a stark contrast of white skeletons, particularly chilling in the candlelight. A huge heap of bones.
Wang Hunzi wiped the sweat from his forehead.
He said he went there after listening to Wen Nan's advice.
We went to two places: the courtyard of Wang Fugui and his wife, and the courtyard of the embroiderer.
Wen Nan specifically instructed Wang Hunzi to observe the newly excavated soil from a secluded location.
Such a thing could never be hidden at home; it could only be hidden in the yard.
Sure enough, they found it in the embroiderer's courtyard.
Wang Hunzi was also a villager, and he knew that a Taoist priest was to be invited today.
So I told Wen Nan in advance.
The villagers deliberately kept it from Wen Nan, but Wang Hunzi told Wen Nan everything.
So all of this was within Wen Nan's expectations.
Everyone's here watching the spectacle, so there's definitely no one in the courtyards.
Wang Hunzi has been a rascal since he was a child; he can easily climb into the yard.
Wang Hunzi didn't hide anything: "Village chief, this was found in the embroiderer's yard. I just dug the pit, and I haven't filled it in yet. You can go and take a look!"
The embroiderer was trembling with anger.
Who in the village doesn't know? It's all man-made!
They all swarmed around the embroiderer, shouting, "Give me back my chicken!"
"Give me back my duck!"
"Give me back my little piglet!"
...
The embroiderer retreated repeatedly, and Aunt Zhao's face changed.
The embroiderer first bought chicken bones, then stole the chicken but left the bones behind.
Kill the chicken, remove the meat, and then repeat the process.
Since the embroiderer had no money, this was the best solution. She collected the blood and put it in a bottle.
There happened to be a bamboo bottle inside that bundle.
Inside was bright red blood.
Now that they've already been killed...
The embroiderer was holding some live poultry in her hands.
The embroiderer retreated repeatedly, and Aunt Zhao was also surrounded by the villagers.
Lianhua Village was a notoriously poor village, with every household struggling financially, having lost so many chickens and ducks.
Of course, it can't be solved.
Aunt Zhao cursed at the embroiderer several times and even hit her, but no one tried to stop the fight.
They just want their losses back.
But the embroiderer had no money to repay, and Aunt Zhao couldn't afford to pay that much either.
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