The Untouchable Ex-Wife

Chapter 1781

Delighted, Renee hurried toward the house, but abruptly stopped as she got closer. A chill ran down her spine.

"Renee, the lights are on in this house, so someone should be living here, right?" Jeffrey had been walking beside Daisy during the journey, but hurried to catch up with Renee. When he and Daisy arrived at the door of that house, they gasped, the blood draining from their faces.

"Umm... Isn't that a coffin? There are candles around it too... Did... someone die here?" Daisy grabbed Jeffrey's arm and stammered.

"What bad luck! We should leave." Renee had been through a lot already, and knew she couldn't afford any more bad luck if she offended any spirits in the house.

"Yeah, let's... look for another house." Jeffrey swallowed in fear.

The three of them turned around to leave, but Renee bumped into something the moment she turned around. Renee was shocked to see an old woman with gray hair and dark clothes standing behind her. They hadn't even seen her or heard her approach!

"I’m sorry, Madam. I didn't see you there." Although Renee was scared, she still apologized to the old woman politely.

The old woman stared at them for a long time, then finally croaked, "Who are you? You don't look like locals." The old woman's eyes were dull, and her voice was hoarse. She sounded like a character from a horror movie. novelbin

"Yes, we're not locals. We came here to find out something." Although Renee was still scared, the old woman was the first person she'd seen in this village. Besides, she was old, so she might know about

Quinton's history.

"I see. Where are you all staying tonight?" The old woman asked curiously.

"Umm... We still haven't found a place to stay actually," Renee replied awkwardly.

"If you don't mind, you can rest at my house," the old woman said kindly, then walked into her house.

The three of them stood at the door, not daring to enter the house.

"What's the matter? Do you think my house is too shabby?" The old woman turned and smiled at them.

Renee shook her head. "No, we don't. It's just that... we're worried we might inconvenience you... if you're busy." The old woman's house was clearly having a funeral, so outsiders shouldn't enter it unless they wanted bad luck on their hands.

"Haha! No, you've got it all wrong. No one died at my house..." The old woman pointed at the coffin in the living room. "This coffin is for me." "Umm... What about the candles then?" "Oh, that's because I haven't paid the electricity bill for a long time. Plus, this village is practically forgotten, so it's been a long time since we had electricity." The old woman coughed and said helplessly, "All the people in the village left except for elders like me. When we're dying, we'll go lay in the coffins, and die naturally." "So, you wear dark clothes to prevent sudden..." Renee trailed off, feeling sorry for the elders living there.