Chapter 4The Inheritance of Karma

With someone taking charge, the elderly folks finally mobilized, taking pictures, making calls, and hobbling home to find tools.

Seeing the villagers ignoring her and obeying the newcomers, Grandma unhappily tried to make her presence known.

"What's the rush! Wait until you drag the body out, then call the family to identify it!"

Grandma's mouth was always venomous, and after nearly getting hit, she was in full curse mode.

"Martha, the man isn't dead yet! Save your breath for prayers!"

"Exactly! They're going to save him!"

Grandma got riled up and started arguing.

"Driving like that, even if he doesn't drown today, he'll crash eventually! He didn't hit me this time, but what if he hits someone else later? You're saving a murderer!"

I don't know how others felt hearing this, but a chill ran down my spine.

However, the villagers were much busier than me. They had no time to argue with Grandma.

The two middle-aged men had stripped down and jumped into the water. The elderly folks were handing them tools.

"See if this works for the window!"

"Take this inner tube! Be safe!"

In the bustling crowd, only Grandma was as idle as I was.

She sat on a stone bench, crossed her legs, and started pouring cold water on the rescue efforts.

"Ooh! You guys really aren't afraid of death. So many people have drowned in this river. Aren't you afraid of the water ghosts pulling you down instead of saving anyone?"

This made a few teenagers who wanted to help hesitate.

The river currents were strong, and there were whirlpools. People really had drowned here.

Plus, it was Ghost Month. The mention of "water ghosts" scared the superstitious elders into holding their grandkids back.

"Go home! This isn't for you!"

Seeing Grandma discouraging everyone, Mrs. Lee from the east side of the village couldn't take it anymore.

"Can you stop talking! It's a human life! Are you going to watch him drown? Your Rick drives too. If this happened to him, would you want everyone to just stand by?"

Hearing this, Grandma jumped three feet in the air and grabbed Mrs. Lee's hair.

"You old hag! How dare you curse my Rick to drown? I'll throw you in the river right now!"

Mrs. Lee's son was one of the men in the water.

He had already swum out a few meters. Hearing the commotion, he looked back to see Grandma shoving his mother toward the water. He had to turn back immediately.

Seeing the rescuer return to shore, others who planned to help stopped.

"What's wrong? Is there something in the water?"

The momentum to save the person deflated significantly.