Fishing Village Funeral
When Shen Wuxiao arrived, he could still hear the villagers talking.
"What a pity about Hai Er, leaving behind a lonely granddaughter all by herself."
"Exactly. A person who was alive and kicking just vanished like that."
"I think it was because of that rescue. He got stained by something not clean."
"What do you mean?"
"Look at the man he brought back. He was hanging by a thread, with broken arms and legs. An ordinary person would have died long ago."
"But not coincidentally, Hai Er ran into him in such a remote place and actually managed to save him after bringing him back!"
"He was unconscious for two days and only woke up yesterday. Then Hai Er died that very night."
"A water ghost borrowing a life! This is a water ghost borrowing a life! He saved someone who should have died, so Hai Er paid with his own life and died in his place!"
The people at the scene discussed it heatedly.
Everyone had their own version.
Some of the older generation still believed deeply in ghosts and spirits.
When Shen Wuxiao heard that, under normal circumstances, he would only have said that the man had been tough enough to survive and lucky enough to make it.
But if it was a Destiny Protagonist... heh, taking another's place in death actually did make a little sense.
Shen Wuxiao and the other two walked to the entrance.
An old man was seated there specifically to keep accounts and collect condolence money.
Anyone who came to a funeral was an honored guest, so no one would pry into their business.
Shen Wuxiao and the other two gave their money.
"Zhang San, two hundred and fifty!"
"Li Si, two hundred and fifty!"
"Wang Wu, two hundred and