The Untouchable Ex Wife by Mizuki Sei

Chapter 1782
When the old woman noticed Renee's sympathetic gaze, a kind smile dawned on her wrinkled face. "Miss, you don't have to pity me. I feel quite blessed to have been able to live until this age. The truly pitiful people are the ones who died young..." A long sigh escaped the old woman. "My Garcia Village has always had bad luck. Many unfortunate things happened, and those kids are the pitiful ones!"
"What happened?" Renee asked curiously.
"It's a long story. Come in, it's dark outside and you all should get some rest." The old woman enthusiastically invited them into her house.
"Thank you." Renee thanked the old woman and followed her into the house.
Jeffrey wanted to follow suit, but Daisy grabbed his arm, her face pale." Don't go, Jeff! The house is so dark and scary, and that old woman... We don't know who or what she is. We'd better not go in."
There were many horrible legends about Garcia Village, and the worst was the one about the sea witch who took revenge on the whole village. After that, something had happened to their drinking water, and all of the villagers died. It became an infamous haunted village, and many fearless streamers went there to do a live broadcast. While some of them did manage to broadcast the eerie village, they mysteriously got fevers once they returned, and some had even died. Renee was pretty much doing the same, and it was courting death. Hence, Daisy refused to go.
"Just wait outside if you don't want to go in, but I'm going." Jeffrey pulled his hand away and followed Renee into the house.
"Ah, wait! Come back!" Daisy stood at the door and watched Jeffrey leave anxiously, then looked around. The night air was cold, and the candles at the door were creepy. Some crows cawed nearby, making her shiver. "Oh, this is horrible! I want to go home!" Daisy cried for a while, then finally braced herself and walked into the house. She wouldn't have come if she knew this was going to happen.
The old woman's house was a typical farmhouse, and it was rather large with a big yard in the middle. There were a few rooms scattered in the four directions of the yard, but they were unfurnished. The walls were gray, making the house look dark and gloomy, and the coffin in the living room made the atmosphere even more sombre.
The old woman spent most of her time in the living room, which was also where she entertained guests. Renee and the others sat in front of a small wooden table awkwardly, glancing at the large coffin beside them.
"Renee, are we going to stay here?"