Wangyu Village was indeed very small, sitting on a delta at a river mouth. Land like that was usually fertile, but they did not make their living by farming.
For fishermen who lived by the sea, the vast East Sea was one great treasure trove.
After years of fishing life, the common folk of Wangyu Village had gone from scattered pieces to a whole and built two large boats. All the young and able-bodied men in the village were assigned to the two boats and took turns going out to sea.
Boats like those let them go farther out, catch more fish, and live better than the other fishing villages.
But the farther they went out to sea, the greater the risks became.
The East Sea held not only treasure, but countless strange things as well.
Everyone knew that there were far more living creatures in the sea than on land. Correspondingly, there were also more evil spirits in the sea.
And just like this ocean that had existed since time immemorial, the evil spirits in the deep sea were even more ancient and mysterious.
This incident that had happened in tiny Wangyu Village might have been no more than a single hair on nine oxen.
But to the common folk of this village, it was the collapse of nearly half their families.
So Li Chu treated this matter with exceptional seriousness.
After they arrived at Wangyu Village, they saw the old village chief waiting there early with a group of villagers.
As soon as the boat docked, they received a warm welcome from the villagers.
The old village chief took the lead, and the villagers behind him eagerly came forward to shake Li Chu's hand, especially the unmarried girls and young wives in the village.
They said that their