Xu Shuo raised an eyebrow, "You spent last night with Mr. Wang?"
The village chief looked at him oddly, "Yes, and because of that I had the chance to see you and the bride perform a scene straight out of 'Flying Immortals from Beyond the Heavens'."
Xu Shuo didn't mind the chief's teasing, and continued to ask, "After your contact with him last night, do you know what his purpose was?"
"He didn't specify, but he said he wanted to go to North Mountain..."
At this point, the village chief paused.
The chief's goal the previous night had been different; he had followed Wang Tiezhu's steps down from North Mountain, whereas Mr. Wang had headed towards North Mountain from the village.
In the dead of night, apart from Wang Tiezhu's house, what else was there on North Mountain?
—The graveyard of Osmanthus Village!
Suddenly, the village chief had an epiphany!
Because of the bride the previous night, their trip to North Mountain was aborted.