The Herbal Scents of Farm Life

Chapter 3293 - 3294: Are They Human or Ghost?

"It’s really strange. No one in our village grows this flower, and whenever it’s spotted, it’s immediately chopped down. So how can there be this smell?"

The man and woman of this household exchanged a glance.

In more distant places, it’s possible to catch a whiff of this scent, given the tenacity of the child-death flower.

But in the village, there shouldn’t be any.

"So, that’s what’s strange about it," Lin Caisang looked at them and said seriously.

Then, she turned her gaze toward Seven and asked him.

"Have you ever smelled this scent over at your place?"

"Well..."

Seven exchanged a glance with his wife, hesitated for a long time.

At that time, they were anxious to find their child, so who had the presence of mind to care about any scent in the house?

But, thinking carefully, and then thinking more carefully...

"It seems... there really might have been a strange odor, right?" the man asked his wife.

"Seems like it."

The woman sounded unsure but nodded anyway.

"Forget ’seems like,’ why don’t we ask other villagers? Shuanzi, go to Old Huang’s place, get Old Huang and his wife, and see if they have the same scent at their house."

Another woman said to her husband.

"Alright, I’ll go right away."

Shuanzi responded, then stood up and walked out.

"Honorable guests, something happened at Old Huang’s place not long ago, just a few days before ours. We’re familiar with them, so asking them shouldn’t be an issue."

After seeing her husband leave, the woman spoke to Lin Caisang and the others.

"Hmm."

Lin Caisang responded softly.

"You all wait here; we’ll go outside and have a look around."

She took Sui Zimo’s hand and stood up, heading out.

"Honorable guests..."

The woman wanted to stop them, wanting to say that the villagers wouldn’t let them wander around.

But the words caught in her throat, and she didn’t dare to say them.

She also knew that simply asking around here wouldn’t yield any answers; they needed to look outside.

...

In the village, Lin Caisang and Sui Zimo walked side by side.

Although the villagers kept a wary eye on them, they knew they were guests of Shuanzi’s family and didn’t do anything, merely watching them closely.

"Brother Zimo, I feel like we won’t find anything this way," Lin Caisang said to Sui Zimo.

"Hmm."

Sui Zimo responded.

"We should take the initiative," he said.

"I think so too. We need to find out whether the child abductors are human or ghost, right?" Lin Caisang nodded.

She really wanted to know why so many children were being kidnapped and what they were being used for. Are other people’s children truly worthless, just for them to steal at will?

"In this village, there are clearly no child-death flowers, yet the scent is everywhere. Previously, when we went to the Imperial City, I also noticed that scent; nearly the entire Ghost Clan has this scent."

She said.

However, walking on the main road, the scent was faint, but once inside people’s homes, it became much stronger, revealing something peculiar to them.

"Do you know the medicinal properties of the child-death flower?" Sui Zimo asked her.

When it comes to pharmacology, he’s clueless and needs to ask his maiden.

"The child-death flower... has no medicinal properties," Lin Caisang said, pouting.