The ancestors brought black and red juniors to become popular in variety shows

Chapter 149 This is a dead word
When they saw the statue, everyone noticed that this small house was actually a small ancestral hall.

The incense in front of the statue is very visible, and one can tell that people often come to offer offerings.

And the statue in the center of the ancestral hall is still as strange and weird as the one seen in the room. I can't tell who it is, and I can't tell what clothes it is wearing. I can only vaguely see what is in the hand.

When everyone was in a daze, Su Ying suddenly approached Ning Fan and whispered.

"During dinner just now, I also saw this at the village chief's house. I suspect that the whole village enshrines this, but I don't know what it is, but..."

She paused for half a second, staring at the statue with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"This seems to be different from the one enshrined in their home, and it's a bit hard to say."

Ning Fan nodded slightly to show that he heard it, and also looked at the statue.

Su Ying observed very carefully. This statue is indeed different from what she saw before. Although it still looks disgusting, it is more vivid overall.

Especially the expression, and the eyes of the expression.

It's more disgusting anyway.

When I look at it, I seem to be able to see the emotions in it, as if locked by a poisonous snake.

Ning Fan stared at the statue indifferently, until it looked away first, then she gave a light sneer and looked at the village chief next to him.

"what is this?"

The village chief clasped his hands together and gently closed his eyes, his face full of piety, "This is the mountain god of our Panling Mountain, and it is the mountain god who protects the whole village."

Everyone frowned when they heard this. Is this a typical feudal superstition, and the whole village actually needs to worship it.

Recalling what Su Ying said before, places that are too superstitious will always lead to tragedy.

Maybe the girl thing has something to do with that too.

[The mountain god... almost thought I was watching some drama. 】

[The point is that the whole village enshrines some mountain gods. It's really scary. I've seen some feudal superstition documentaries before, and the final results are pretty miserable. 】

[And there is obviously something wrong with this idol, I don't know if it's an illusion, I seem to have seen its eyes move just now! ! 】

[I saw it too! ! 】

【Well, I suddenly thought of a question. It stands to reason that Director Song came in to install a camera. It shouldn’t even be installed on the mountain, but if there is no installation, how can we watch the live broadcast...】

[But... this small haunted house simply cannot accommodate such a high mountain. 】

【Lying trough...】

After that barrage passed by, only these two words passed by, and there was no more barrage after that.

In the next second, the number of people in the live broadcast room began to jump repeatedly, as if they wanted to leave but couldn't help being curious, and finally re-entered the live broadcast room to continue watching.

The village chief didn't notice the change in their expressions, and continued, "The mountain god has been silently helping and protecting us for so many years. There have never been natural or man-made disasters. If we get lost in the mountains and encounter wild animals, they will be escorted out safely by the mountain god."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice seemed to be chanting some kind of spell, which made people very uncomfortable.

"The mountain god has been in the village for so many years and there has never been an accident."

And following the words of the village chief, the air in the small ancestral hall seemed to be getting thinner and thinner, as if something was about to emerge.

At this time, Ning Fan's cold voice instantly broke the strange atmosphere in the ancestral hall.

"There was no accident? Then what happened to the fire yesterday and the inexplicable injuries before?"

The village chief was still immersed in his own world, and his pious expression froze on his face when he said this. He never thought that she would ask this question at this time.

He was silent for a while, then sighed slightly: "Maybe we made the mountain god angry."

Ning Fan let out a long voice, and slowly asked another question.

"Is that so, I wonder if the village chief has a solution?"

This time, the village chief's expression had returned to normal, he lowered his head, and the corners of his lips curled up imperceptibly.

But he didn't answer but turned to look at Ning Fan.

Those dirty eyes revealed a little bit of weird excitement, which didn't match his old face very much.

But facing Ning Fan's black eyes, they were so dark that they were bottomless, like a vortex.

The village chief was stunned, as if he was sucked into a vortex for a moment, spinning in an empty and dark place.

Obviously she didn't see any emotions, but the village head felt that she seemed to know everything.

His strange expression instantly changed back to a kind smile, "Of course, it's being implemented now, and the tourism industry will allow more tourists to visit, and a little more incense, which should be able to appease the anger of the mountain god."

Ning Fan nodded knowingly.

The village head thought the topic was over, and just about to say something, Ning Fan asked another question.

"Has the mountain god ever been angry before?"

This time he was stunned by the village chief's question again, and he looked at Ning Fan.

Ning Fan still stared at him with those black eyes, with a smile on his lips, as if he had seen through everything.

The village chief thought that these few were just idiots from the city, but now it seems that it is not so simple, but...

He clenched his teeth, rubbed his hands subconsciously, and tried to smile.

"Naturally, there were times, but we sincerely apologized and repented, and compensated the mountain god, and the mountain god naturally calmed down."

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to be afraid that Ning Fan would ask another question, so he quickly changed the subject.

"You can take a stroll here, and then burn incense sticks, and the mountain god will protect you."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to introduce the steps of burning incense, but the guests who were standing next to him scattered away.

He began to observe and fumble in every corner of the ancestral hall, directly ignoring his words of offering incense.

village head:"……"

The wonderful expression of the village head made the netizens in the live broadcast room laugh.

[Hahahaha Village Chief: Why are tourists so hard to deceive this year! ! 】

[Now everyone's tacit understanding is getting stronger and stronger, and they can make the same actions without communicating hhhh]

[Definitely not incense!Who knows what is enshrined and what will happen after the incense is burnt, everyone is not stupid. 】

[Laughing to death, I feel that Sister Fan's every word along the way is stepping on a mine, and it will detonate at any time. The village chief is probably very frightened. 】

【Want to make an idea of ​​Sister Fan?Don't even think about it, Sister Fan can go back directly hahaha! 】

[But the village head really seems to have been brainwashed by the mountain god, what is he talking about. 】

[It is estimated that not only the village chief has been brainwashed, but all the villagers have also been brainwashed. Hey, feudal superstitions are harmful. 】

[Don't be superstitious, believe in science (speaking of Sister Fan's voice)]

Even without communication, the guests all know what to do now.

Now that the village chief said that they can take a stroll, they can look for clues openly, to see if there is any trace of the girl and the extra badge that has never appeared before.

As for the incense, it is absolutely impossible!
Not to mention that they don't believe in these things, how could they just offer incense casually on the basis of a statue that they don't know what it is!
While feeling around, Jian Xingqing suddenly felt as if a gaze was following her.

And this gaze was unfamiliar, and there was a strange feeling, she turned her head and followed it.

However, she found that the statue that was facing the door suddenly turned to look at her.

The pupils of those eyes became a thin vertical line.

Before he could think about why the statue turned back, he felt that the air around him suddenly became thinner.

Her breathing became short of breath, and her heart was as stuffy as a huge stone, she unconsciously covered her heart and squatted down.

Jian Ruizhi keenly noticed her abnormality, and quickly supported her, with anxious concern in his voice.

"Xing Xing, what's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?"

Although Jian Xingqing was very sad, she didn't want her brother to worry so much.

She forced a smile to her brother, "Only a little, maybe it's too stuffy here."

Hearing the conversation between the two, the others gathered around and were startled when they saw Jian Xingqing's appearance.

She didn't know what she looked like now, her complexion and lips were as pale as snow, her forehead and the hair around her hairline were soaked in cold sweat, her whole body looked as if she had just washed her face.

Seeing her like this, everyone dispersed consciously, worried that the more they surrounded her, the more serious it would be.

"Oh my god, hurry up and blow some air, it should be due to lack of oxygen."

Jian Ruishi helped Jian Xingqing leave the ancestral hall and sat down on a large flat rock.

"Feeling better?"

Jian Xingqing pursed her still pale lips, wondering if it was an illusion, the moment she left the ancestral hall, the feeling of suffocation disappeared.

Feeling the cool wind in the mountains, she took a few deep breaths and smiled at everyone.

"It's much better, don't worry everyone."

The village chief also followed them out of the ancestral hall, and handed Jian Xingqing a bottle of water, "Drink some."

Although he didn't quite trust the village chief, but there was no other way now, Jian Ruizhi still took it and unscrewed it before handing it to Jian Xingqing.

After taking a few sips, the strange feeling completely disappeared.

She patted her chest in fear, it was really strange, she had never felt this kind of heart palpitation before, it was as if her heart was paralyzed after being bitten by a poisonous snake.

She thought for a while, then gently tugged on Ning Fan's cuff, "Fanfan..."

Ning Fan looked down at her, "What's wrong?"

She raised her head and said in a low voice, "Just now I felt someone looking at me, but when I turned around, I found that it was the idol. It, its eyes are very strange. I can't describe what it is. Anyway, I feel uncomfortable after looking at each other."

After speaking, he looked at the others, "Don't you feel it?"

Everyone else shook their heads blankly, "No, I didn't feel anything."

"But isn't the statue facing the door? You were on the side, right? Did it turn its head?"

This made Jian Xingqing very confused, and began to doubt herself, "Could it be that I misunderstood it? Is it just bored?"

Ning Fan's eyes flickered, he patted Jian Xingqing's shoulder lightly, and comforted him in a low voice, "Don't think too much, it's already out anyway."

After being patted by Ning Fan, Jian Xingqing obviously felt much more comfortable, but she was still immersed in depression and didn't think too deeply.

Seeing Jian Xingqing's condition getting better and better, Ning Fan withdrew his hand.

Actually, Jian Xingqing didn't feel wrong.

Her qi is very pure, and her qi luck is also very rich, so she will give her an automatic warning when encountering some things.

This also explains why she is always lucky. In addition to daily things, she also avoids some dangers at critical moments.

"Let's keep going up the mountain."

Hearing Ning Fan's words, the village head was a little anxious.

After finally bringing them to the ancestral hall, I wanted to make everyone in these cities worship, but I haven't done anything yet, so why do I have to leave!
But looking at the few people who were all ready to act, he couldn't force them to stay, as long as they let go, it's just that their expressions were a little unsightly.

I don't know if it's because of the grievance along the way, but his expression is so obvious now that even the netizens in the live broadcast room can see it.

[This bad old man must have no good intentions! !His expression changed when he saw everyone leaving! 】

[This time it's really obvious, he didn't ask everyone to offer incense just now, so what's the use of offering incense?Fortunately, everyone was not fooled just now! 】

[But what did Xingxing mean just now?Did she really see something? 】

【Xing Xing is so sensitive, she is the only one who feels something is wrong, and the reaction is so strong, the others are fine at all. 】

[Sister Fan probably felt it too, but it didn't affect her, after all, Sister Fan is so powerful. 】

[As for the others... the Gouzi combination should be too stupid, the reflex arc is relatively long and it can't be felt. 】

[Maybe they are too stupid to even want to scare them, hahaha! 】

[Gouzi combination: We thank you! 】

The village chief had no choice but to take them up the mountain.

The altitude of Panling Mountain is not high. After leaving the ancestral hall, it didn't take long to reach the top of the mountain.

But after reaching the top of the mountain, the village chief led them through a dense jungle before stopping.

"This is the place with the best view on the top of the mountain. Although we seldom climb so high, sometimes we come up and sit down."

As he spoke, he pointed to an open space not far away, "That view is not blocked by a few trees, and it happens to be able to see the village."

They walked to the place pointed by the village chief suspiciously.

Looking into the distance, they were all stunned.

The view from this location is indeed very good, and you can also feel the pollution that is different from the city, which only belongs to the clean air of the villages and towns, and the fresh smell from the surrounding trees.

For a moment, they all forgot that they entered a haunted house, but they really came to the village for a trip.

Thinking of what the village chief said just now, Ning Yizhou looked down at the village.

From this location, you can see a bird's-eye view of the entire village, but upon closer inspection, something is wrong.

He froze for two seconds, then took a few steps in Ning Fan's direction.

"Old Ancestor, there seems to be something wrong with the pattern formed by the top view of the village."

Hearing this, the others followed suit.

Seeing the top view of the village, everyone fell silent and frowned.

"It's really a bit strange. This pattern is a bit abstract, but it looks a little uncomfortable."

Ning Fan lowered his eyes and looked at the top view of the village.

Since the houses in the village are not neatly arranged, and there is a small stream in the middle, the top view looks like it is divided into two offices.

Half of it is shaped like a bone, while the other side is shaped like a human.

And that half of the human figure seems to be bowing, kneeling on the broken bones.

Everyone stared at the creepy group in the village and no one spoke.

At this moment, Ning Fan spoke lightly.

"This is a dead word."

(End of this chapter)