The boss is back and she doesn’t pretend to be a fake daughter anymore

Noticing Jiang Xuxu's gaze, the guy in charge of the live broadcast cleverly turned the camera to where she was looking.

[Oh, my daughter glanced over, and I knew there must be something wrong with this person! 】

[Is this the ginseng guard? Don't ask me how I know. 】

[Jiang Xuxu: Hey, I can see the answer at a glance. This issue is not too difficult. 】

[Sit back and wait for the female goose to announce the correct answer. 】

Because several guests were separated, the live broadcast room was naturally separated. The live broadcast room belonging to Jiang Xuxu was naturally very harmonious.

Even if there were one or two black people who jumped around occasionally, they were quickly brushed aside by the barrage.

Zhou Chacha also noticed Jiang Xuxu’s gaze, followed her gaze towards her, and then asked in a low voice,

"Xuxu, did you see something? Is there something on him?"

Lin Laoer, the ginseng guard, was also a little nervous at this time.

Although the village chief said that there are real masters in the "Inspiration" program group, he always feels that those who can appear on this kind of program are all fake masters.

Especially the two girls in front of me, who looked obviously cute, didn't look like they were capable at first glance.

But when the younger girl looked towards him, he felt a faint sense of oppression.

Especially when he heard another person ask him if there was something on him, the feeling of tension became even heavier.

Fortunately, Jiang Xuxu just glanced at him and said simply,

"Don't worry, there's nothing."

After a pause, he added, "There is no mountain god either."

The Lin family was secretly relieved when she heard that there was nothing, but when they heard that there was no mountain god, they felt a little complicated.

People who live on mountains have more or less expectations and awe for existences like mountain gods.

Let’s just say that in their village, they always offer sacrifices to the mountains every New Year’s Eve.

These are the rules passed down from our ancestors. When we receive gifts from the mountain gods, we must never forget to be grateful, so that the mountain gods can protect them for a long time.

Previously, the village was disrupted, and the ginseng guards in the mountains were thrown down the mountain for no reason. The villagers also wondered whether the mountain gods felt that their offerings were insufficient.

But later they added more offerings, and strange things continued to happen.

They really don't know why.

"Girl, can you see anything? Then do you know what is going on here?"

The second child couldn't help but ask first, but to such a girl who was obviously just coming of age, he really couldn't call her "Master", so he followed the villagers' custom and called her "Girl".

Zhou Chacha couldn't help laughing when he heard this title, but Jiang Xuxu didn't care. Seeing that Lin Laoer and his family were obviously very concerned about the answer, he only said,

"I did smell something unusual, but I can't tell what it is exactly. I'll have to investigate it to find out."

They had just arrived, and even if they wanted to investigate, it would not be something they could do for a while.

Although the Lin family was a little disappointed, they still took advantage of the warm and hospitable nature of the villagers and took the person into the house to settle down.

These two girls are so beautiful, they really deserve to be stars.

The village chief said that it doesn't matter even if people can't solve the problems in the village. If they entertain people well, they can reflect the situation in the village through this program and let those who are more capable see it. Maybe someone can solved.

In addition to this reason, the program team gave separate subsidies to each family that hosted the guests. Just because of these subsidies, it was impossible for their family to neglect others.

After having lunch at Lin's house, Jiang Xuxu asked casually about the previous troubles in the village.

“The situation in the village is fine, except for the fact that someone knocked on the door for no reason in the middle of the night, and the vegetables grown in the fields were damaged.

In addition, things outside or in the yard were damaged. At Shiyoujia, our cousin’s house, the car we just bought last year was scratched in the yard, but there was no sound at home.

There was also Hua Xiaozi’s new motorcycle, and the mirror was twisted and broken. "

Old Man Lin, also known as Lin Lao Er's father, was smoking a cigarette while talking about what had happened in the village in the past six months or so.

"As for our family, the second child was responsible for keeping watch last month. When he woke up for no apparent reason, he was dumped at the foot of the mountain. Fortunately, it was summer. If he had been left on the roadside like this in winter, he would have been frozen. "

"At first, everyone said that the second child fell asleep and sleepwalked down the mountain. But the next day, he was thrown off the mountain again. There was a ginseng guard behind him, but he was still thrown down."

“These are all minor matters, mainly due to the fact that in the mountains, the ginseng seeds that have not yet fully grown were inexplicably pulled out, resulting in a lot of losses in the past six months.

The person in charge of picking ginseng in the village always encounters accidents, big or small, whenever he goes into the mountains. He either accidentally falls into a pit, or bumps into a tree for no reason, or he starts to have a fever and get sick after going down the mountain...

Everyone is saying that the mountain god doesn’t want people to come into the mountain and disturb them, but the villagers can’t help it. Everyone relies on these ginsengs to make a living. "

After the old man finished speaking, he took another deep puff of the cigarette, and in this puff almost one-third of the cigarette was smoked. With his obviously aged and sad eyebrows, it seemed that what he exhaled was not the cigarette, but the depression he had experienced during these days. .

There are many situations like the Lin family in the village.

In fact, those pranks were tolerated and passed. Even if they ruined some things, no one really got into trouble.

Everyone really can't stand this tossing for half a year.

Jiang Xuxu listened silently to the old man's words, and after a few more words of comfort, he took Zhou Chacha out and started walking to other parts of the village.

"According to what the old man said, it feels like the mountain god is really dissatisfied." Although Zhou Chacha didn't understand metaphysics, he listened carefully to the whole process, but he was still confused.

"But Xuxu, you said you're not a mountain god, so what exactly are they? They can cause havoc everywhere in the village and mountains, and they may be very powerful? Can we control them?"

Seeing that she was worried, Jiang Xuxu said, "I already have a rough idea of ​​what it is, but the details will depend on the real murderer showing up tonight."

As soon as Jiang Xuxu said these words, Zhou Chacha was immediately startled, and the audience in the live broadcast room was also nervous.

"Xu, Xuxu, are you saying that the real murderer will come tonight?"

When Mr. Lin just said that, he said that he only came into the village to harass people every once in a while.

So many people from their program team entered the village today. Shouldn't the murderer really hide after seeing this battle?

"Why? There are so many of us?!" Zhou Chacha couldn't understand this logic.

"They came just because there were suddenly so many strange smells in the village."

Jiang Xuxu said, "They probably guessed that the village has hired someone to deal with them, but looking at their increasingly aggressive behavior, it is obvious that they are not afraid of the villagers' methods at all, and will even deliberately attack them in order to let the villagers understand how powerful they are. Make your presence known.”

So Jiang Xuxu felt that they would show up tonight.

She was explaining to herself, but Zhou Chacha's lips were obviously trembling from just now.

What she was concerned about at this moment was not whether the real murderer would show up tonight, but the "them" in Jiang Xuxu's mouth.

Not it.

But they...

Oh my god, is this still a group crime? !