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The Fake Heiress Turns out to Be a True Tycoon!

Chapter 701: 701: Neither Ghost nor Human

Author: LittleFishOnKitty
updatedAt: 2025-09-22

Chapter 701: Chapter 701: Neither Ghost nor Human

The sky had just turned dark.

Families in the village began to prepare dinner.

One household finished cooking, and then filled a large porcelain bowl generously with rice and topped it with meat and vegetables.

The male head of the family muttered, “Why is the bowl so big today?”

The aunt responsible for serving the food gave him a glance, “Baoshan didn’t eat breakfast while he was in the pit this morning, shouldn’t he eat more for dinner?”

As she spoke, she couldn’t help but look outside the courtyard, still puzzled in her heart.

The sky was already dark; why hadn’t Baoshan come over yet?

Did he forget they were supposed to have dinner at their place tonight?

Baoshan, who the aunt was thinking about, was currently guiding Scarlett Jennings and her group through the village towards the mountain in the back.

Stella Gibson looked at Baoshan, who was walking swiftly ahead, and couldn’t help wondering,

“Are village guardians so formidable now? He first saw through the fox’s true form, and now he can even see spiritual bodies and follow them back…”

Scarlett Jennings also looked at Baoshan in front, simply saying,

“Perhaps he’s just special.”

As she spoke, she suddenly stepped on a patch of thin ice, stumbled slightly, and immediately a hand steadied her firmly from the side.

Samuel Chalmers withdrew his hand from her arm and instead grasped her wrist, speaking in a low voice,

“The mountain path is slippery, hold onto me.”

Stella Gibson clicked her tongue while watching from the side, and Greta, who had been serving as a background figure, thought for a moment before extending her hand towards her like Samuel,

“Hold onto me.”

Stella Gibson: …

Just as she was about to admonish Greta not to mimic everything, she heard Scarlett Jennings say,

“It’s indeed better to hold on.”

She said, “It seems like we’ve entered some sort of maze, be careful not to get separated.”

Without another word, Stella Gibson grabbed onto Greta.

Seeing Jasmine Hamilton alone, she also reached back and pulled her along.

Scarlett Jennings and Samuel Chalmers held hands at the rear, expecting to enter some strange place next.

Unexpectedly, a few flickering lanterns appeared ahead, revealing another village.

Compared to the modern touch of Blossom Village, this village appeared more antiquated, with cobblestone roads, eaves-tipped tiled houses, and lanterns hung in front of each home.

The entire village was shrouded in fog-laden darkness, creating the illusion of having stumbled into another era.

In fact, the emergence of this village was indeed out of the ordinary.

According to their pace, they had walked up the mountain path for only about thirty minutes, and yet there was an entirely different styled village so close by, which the village office manager hadn’t even mentioned.

Scarlett Jennings’ first reaction was—Ghost Village.

But upon closer inspection, it didn’t seem like it.

As if hearing a commotion, a person walked out from a house at the village entrance, looked surprised to see a group of strangers,

“Baoshan, why are you here so late? And with so many people?”

The person evidently knew Baoshan but seemed instinctively wary of the people following him.

Baoshan simply smiled foolishly, mumbling,

“Zoey, looking for Zoey.”

The villager seemed not to mind his demeanor, glancing over Scarlett Jennings’ group, appearing to understand, “She’s not in the village today.”

Suddenly, his gaze lingered on Samuel Chalmers, and whether it was an illusion or not, the person’s eyes noticeably brightened.

Scarlett Jennings instinctively tightened her grip on Samuel Chalmers’ hand.

She hadn’t forgotten that Samuel Chalmers’ Golden Light Physique inexplicably attracted strange things.

Samuel Chalmers sensed her vigilance and gently squeezed her hand in reassurance.

“An esteemed guest.”

The person said, his wariness immediately dissipating, turning around to shout towards another house in the village,

“Village Chief! Village Chief! Baoshan has brought guests!”

This sudden change in attitude made Stella Gibson feel uneasy, prompting her to move closer to Scarlett Jennings,

“Scarlett, could we have been brought to another Living Corpse Village?”

The last place this enthusiastic in welcoming them was Lloyd Village, where they wanted to take them home and raise them as food.

Scarlett Jennings wasn’t sure either at this point, and could only whisper,

“Let’s see first.”

As the shout echoed, more people came out gradually from the village.

They held lanterns, and surprisingly, everyone’s attire was historical.

Some wore cloaks, some traditional robes, looking completely unlike ordinary villagers.

Stella Gibson felt a chill in her heart,

“This village is definitely abnormal, maybe it’s some kind of ghost village.”

Scarlett Jennings gazed intently for a long while, eventually saying,

“Not ghosts.”

Seeing Stella Gibson and Jasmine Hamilton look at her expectantly, Scarlett Jennings pursed her lips and added, “But not human either.”

Stella Gibson: …

It might as well be ghosts.

Before long, the village chief approached, seemingly unfazed by their night-time arrival, and upon hearing they were looking for someone, only said,

“Since it’s late, why not rest in the village first, and talk about it in the morning.”

Saying that, he specifically looked at Samuel Chalmers,

“This esteemed guest can stay at my place.”

Instinctively, Scarlett Jennings held onto Samuel Chalmers and told the village chief, “We’ll stay together.”

Knowing something was off about this village, she naturally wouldn’t let her valuable companion stay alone in a villager’s home.

The village chief, hearing her words, first glanced at the two with a peculiar expression, then studied them for a moment and finally smiled knowingly,

“Oh, so the two of you are married, it’s my oversight then, you should definitely stay together.”

Saying this, he turned around with a smile and led them into the village.

The village houses weren’t large, unable to accommodate all of them in one place, so Scarlett Jennings arranged for Jasmine Hamilton, Stella Gibson, and Greta to stay together.

Not knowing the village’s exact situation, but with Greta being an Undying Bone, if anything happened, she could protect the other two in time.

Scarlett Jennings also gave them an Image Keeping Talisman, allowing them to see each other’s condition promptly.

The village chief didn’t seem to mind their cautious behavior.

After arrangements were made, he guided them to his home.

The village chief’s house wasn’t large, appeared old from the outside, but had a touch of ancient charm inside.

Her gaze scanned the interior’s decor, vaguely thinking of something and instinctively looking at Samuel Chalmers.

Samuel Chalmers nodded, neither of them speaking.

Upstairs, the village chief showed them two rooms.

Scarlett Jennings instinctively thought this was to give both her and Samuel Chalmers a separate room, but the village chief said,

“Since the two of you are married, stay in the larger room, and let the young lady have the smaller one.”

He said this so casually, yet it made Scarlett Jennings’ expression tense, and Grace couldn’t help her surprise,

“You can see me?!”

She was in spiritual body form at the moment.

It wasn’t surprising for Baoshan, but this village chief could see her too?

The village chief seemed puzzled by her reaction,

“How could I not see someone as big as you? Rest well tonight, and we can talk about any issues in the morning.”

With that, the village chief went downstairs.

Scarlett Jennings watched him leave, then brought Grace and Samuel Chalmers into the room, and as soon as they entered, Grace couldn’t help but whisper urgently,

“Something’s wrong, Master Jennings, something is very wrong here!”

However, before she could finish, Scarlett Jennings’ phone unexpectedly rang; seeing it was Stella Gibson calling on video, she answered without hesitation.

As soon as the call connected, Stella Gibson’s voice immediately rang out.

“Scarlett, there’s something wrong with this village!”

“I know.”

“You don’t know!”

Stella Gibson interrupted Scarlett Jennings, her baby-face unusually animated, “You don’t know what kind of bed they prepared for Greta here!”

Saying that, the camera suddenly turned, revealing behind her in the room was—

A coffin.

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