Hi wife!

Yilang was grabbed by the wrist, and he didn't know whether to correct the aunt's name first, or ask her what she meant by that.

Zhou Tian reacted faster than Yilang, he put down the radish and asked, "What's going on in the village over there?"

"He has died," the aunt said to several people in a rambling manner: "A few years ago, an old lady died in that village. The old lady had been paralyzed in bed for more than ten years, and her wife died early. The young I didn't remarry at that time, and I was pulling my son alone."

"Later my son finally started working, and within a few years my old mother became paralyzed. During this period of lying down for more than ten years, the people who introduced the son to him all disliked him for having a paralyzed mother. If he married him, he would not be able to serve their whole family. In his late forties, this person is still single."

"The family is so poor that they can't get rid of it. They all rely on the relief of the village committee. Later, they don't know how to meet a woman. They run outside every day. The old lady eats, drinks, and has no one to take care of her. If the neighbors didn't come to visit, they would starve to death in bed. .”

"Later, for some reason, the son killed her old mother, and the whole house was covered in blood. There was a lot of commotion back then, and the son was shot. Later, the village was haunted every now and then, and someone always saw it. The paralyzed old lady was crying on her kang, and there was a shadow of a man walking around the yard with a knife, it was scary."

Listening to these people talking to Zhou Tian and the others about the ghosts in the village, all of them looked very bad, and told them to move out as soon as possible, especially not to live in the house that was inexplicably vacant.

After listening, the five people glanced at each other.

"How can you sell this radish?" Yi Lang said unhappily, "So the house we live in is really haunted?"

Fu Xia shivered, and couldn't help but said, "It's a society ruled by law now, so there should be no ghosts, right?"

"This is totally irrelevant, Fu Xia, have you forgotten the phone that rang in the past two nights?"

"Well……"

"Let us get out on the first day, let us live in peace on the second day, and today is the third day, so the old lady won't come out?"

The more Yi Lang spoke, the more truthful he turned and asked the pale-faced Fu Xia: "Tell me, is the kang we slept on the kang that the old lady died in heaven?"

"Ah!" Fu Xia turned pale with fright: "Let's, let's stop selling carrots, go back and ask Director Wang, if it's really a haunted house, I don't want to live in it."

Don't go to bed with three people at night, and wake up in the middle of the night to find that there are four people, that would be terrible.

Several people decided to go back first. They just sold more than half of the radishes and got 200 points. After two days, there will be no problem, so they started to pack their things and prepare to go back.

From going out to closing the stall, it took a total of three hours, most of which was wasted driving time on the road. The village selected by the program group is really remote enough. Although the scenery is beautiful, it is also very far away. It was hard to drive back. In the village, several people pulled Director Wang over.

Director Wang looked dumbfounded, and said helplessly: "What's wrong, can't you talk about it properly, why are you holding me up, oh, let go, my armpit hurts!"

As soon as Zhou Tian raised his chin, Gu Jingxi and Yilang put him down, and he told Director Wang what he heard at the market in the morning. Director Wang stared at this and said, "Really?" fake? Why didn’t I know?”

Yi Lang couldn't get enough of it, and said to Director Wang, "You're still pretending, are you pretending that I beat you?"

Director Wang hurriedly waved his hand: "I really don't know, maybe it was arranged by other people in the program group. I, as a director, can't ask everything, right?"

"But without your advice, would they go to a haunted house to record a show for us?" Gu Jingxi hugged her chest, staring at Director Wang with deep eyes: "I've always felt that something is wrong with you since I came here, why do you always hide? Looking at us, is there any trick you haven't used yet?"

Director Wang complained straight away, and said with a bitter face: "There are so many feudal superstitions now, everyone is a new youth, don't look at everything in the world with such a narrow perspective."

"Oh, what do you mean, it was your program team who made troubles two days ago?"

"Hey, isn't the effect of the program pretty good?"

"Okay," Zhou Tian said to several people: "Director Wang, tell me what kind of reality show this is. You always keep the guests from telling the truth. What if the show fails for you?"

Director Wang wondered if this was the case, and said to the five guests seriously: "Originally, I wanted to arrange for you to catch 'ghosts', but during the recording, I found that reality shows with rural themes are also good, so I hope the guests Can be grasped with two hands."

"Record the program during the day, and spend the rest of the time figuring out the weirdness on the other end of the phone."

Five people:"……"

Director Wang said: "However, there are indeed rumors of ghosts in this village. Don't go out at night. The program team does not guarantee personal safety."

Several people watched Director Wang lift the curtain and leave. The five people glanced at each other, but no one spoke first.

Finally, Fu Xia couldn't bear it anymore, she said cautiously: "So, this village is still haunted?"

Gu Jingxi looked at Fu Xia's frightened look, pursed the corners of his lips and said, "Probably."

Yilang also looked at Fu Xia, his dark blue eyes flickered, and he exchanged a glance with Gu Jingxi and said, "So this is not a prank by the show crew, maybe there are really dirty things in this village?"

Gu Jingxi nodded, and met Yilang's eyes: "That night we have to be careful, we can't go out alone, if anyone wants to go to the toilet at night, they have to call someone."

Yi Lang also said seriously: "Tell me, which kang did the old lady die on? Couldn't it be the one where Fu Xia and I slept?"

Seeing the two talking more and more excitedly, Zhou Tian rolled his eyes and scolded: "Stop making trouble, you two, you are so distracted by not talking, be careful that the old lady comes to see you at night."

Gu Jingxi lowered his head and laughed, Yilang looked at Fu Xia's pale little face, leaned over and said, "Fu Xia shouldn't go to the toilet alone at night, or he will be caught by the old lady to be a maid!"

Fu Xia: "!!!"

Cheng Wanyu reached out and slapped Yilang on the shoulder, and said disgustedly, "Why are you bullying her?"

Yi Lang touched his slapped shoulder, couldn't help laughing and said, "Just kidding."

"Just kidding, sleep in the living room by yourself tonight."

"Eh? Don't be like this, Mr. Cheng Wanyu, the living room is so cold at night, I'm so lonely sleeping alone!"

"Young poor, there is an old lady with you at night, you are not alone."

"..."

Yi Lang was frustrated by Cheng Wanyu, so he came to Fu Xia: "Xia Xia, I was joking with you just now, you won't let me go back to the room to sleep, will you?"

Fu Xia shook his head, and said seriously: "I think what you said makes sense."

The other four: "?"

Fu Xia said: "The old lady may be true."

The other four: "????"

Cheng Wanyu couldn't help but said, "Xiao Xia, they are joking with you."

Fu Xia nodded: "I know, but I think it's better to believe it, let's pay attention tonight."

Yi Lang said with some embarrassment: "Ah? What's the point? We don't know how to exorcise ghosts."

Fu Xia looked at the four people with light-colored eyes, and said, "I know a little bit."

The other four: "?!?!"

The so-called haunted house is nothing more than a house with bad feng shui, or a house where someone has died, all of which are called haunted houses by later generations.

Chinese people are always in awe of these things. Believe it or not, they don't want to talk nonsense, for fear of getting angry.However, if you accidentally break into a haunted house and get infected with evil spirits, you need some people who understand Fengshui to eliminate them. Some people have real skills, and more are fooling around. It's disgusting.

Fu Xia herself doesn't know these things, but she once starred in a movie about Fengshui. At that time, the crew hired a lot of Fengshui masters, and because Fuxia is the heroine, she is an immersive actor, so Several feng shui masters paid special attention to her, stuffed them with charms, and sprinkled glutinous rice water on her to drive away ghosts and evil spirits before and after the performance. After several months of filming, she also learned some simple ways to ward off evil spirits.

Everyone was a little curious after hearing Fu Xia's words, Zhou Tian nodded and said: "It is true that some program groups are superstitious about this, and will invite Feng Shui masters to the actors. It’s just comfort and sustenance.”

Fu Xia nodded and said: "I don't know much, but I know how to draw talismans and stack sachets. When I came, there was a small mahogany sword in my bag. I will give you one each later."

After everyone got their own small mahogany sword, Yi Lang lifted it up to look at the small mahogany sword, which was not as long as a finger, and said in surprise, "Does this work?"

Zhou Tian curled his lips and looked at her: "It's not you, so what about the old lady, it's all right now, the old lady didn't meet, but the amulet came."

Fu Xia was grinding ginger to make turmeric paper in the yard, planning to draw symbols on it with pig blood, not to mention how serious he looked.

Yi Lang said with some guilt: "I was just joking, who knew Fu Xia was so serious."

Gu Jingxi wasn't too embarrassed: "I didn't do it right either."

Zhou Tian said helplessly: "Fu Xia is also kind. You have to keep the amulet written in pig's blood later. Don't disappoint others' good intentions."

Yi Lang nodded: "I will keep it as a collection. After all, this is the first time someone draws a talisman for me, so I have to post it on Weibo."

The four people stood at the door watching Fu Xia seriously grind the ginger, and came to help one after another. They made five pieces of yellow paper in one afternoon, and Fu Xia drew a few talismans like cats and tigers, and stopped them when they saw a camera coming over to take pictures. : "Don't promote feudal superstition, it's not good."

Everyone: "..."

This is where you do your best, okay?

Before dinner at night, Fu Xia also soaked the red thread in glutinous rice water, and weaved five slender red strings for everyone. She told everyone that it was to ward off evil spirits.The four of them looked at the red thread in their hands, the talisman stuffed behind the phone case, the peppers and garlic hanging in the room, and the glutinous rice sprinkled by the door, and couldn't help feeling suddenly frightened.

It's so serious, it's really like a ghost! ! !

The author has something to say: Fu: I would rather believe it!