Peng Peng was stunned. He quickly stuffed these things into his pocket and said with a silly smile,"I know. Thank you, Little Qing. I will do my best!”
Zi Feng, quickly take a look at your older brother!"
"What did I just see? Peng Peng, please, you're already twenty-four, okay? He wouldn't even let go of a four-year-old's things!”
"Hahahaha, I believe this flag!”
"Oh my god, the little darling is too warm!!!”
"A screenshot has been taken! I'm going to send it to Peng Peng's fan club!"
"I want to arrest Peng Peng and the little cutie!”
"Upstairs, draw your gun. Peng Peng and the little cutie are mine!”
"Draw a gun? I suspect that someone is driving upstairs, but I have no evidence.”
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"Brother, what did you put in your pocket just now?”
Zhang Zifeng's eyes never left Qin Qing. At that time, Qin Qing's back was facing her, so she didn't see Qin Qing handing things to Peng Peng. However, Peng Peng's action of putting things into his pocket didn't escape her eyes.
"No, no. I just felt my leg itch and scratched it.”Peng Peng had never lied before. When he said this, his old face was a little hot.
"I clearly saw you carrying something! Open your pocket for me to see." Zhang Zifeng didn't give up.
"Big Sister Zi Feng, let's go out and play!”
Suddenly, Qin Qing took the initiative to pull Zhang Zifeng's hand. Zhang Zifeng's expression instantly turned from cloudy to clear.
"Alright, let's go out and play. Ignore this bad brother!”
When she walked to Cheng Yuqi's side, Qin Qing very considerately held her hand.
Although Wencao Village was located in the Shiwan Mountain in Xiangxi, it was backed by mountains and faced with water. It was built with ethnic characteristics and the scenery was not bad.
Beautiful scenery, beautiful women, and little boys. Any random frame was a beautiful mural.
In the places where the camera did not capture, the poultry, cats, and dogs that were originally playing were all prostrated on the ground, curled up, and did not dare to move.
The cocks and dogs in the village also strangely disappeared as Qin Qing passed by.
However, Zhang Zifeng, Cheng Yuqi, and the audience in the live broadcast room didn't notice this. Their attention was all on the exquisite Qin Qing and the beautiful scenery.
"Eh? It's so lively there!"
The three of them walked to the village entrance. Zhang Zifeng suddenly felt hot and realized that there were many villagers gathered on the mountain top not far away.
The villagers were all kneeling on the ground, surrounding a tall crown prince. They did not listen and kowtowed, muttering something.
Unable to suppress his curiosity, Zhang Zifeng pulled Qin Qing's hand and walked towards the top of the mountain.
When they got closer, the two girls were shocked.
On the platform, there was a table in the middle. On the table were the heads of cattle, sheep, and pigs.
The blood on the table had yet to coagulate. It seemed that the heads of these three animals had been cut off by humans.
A white-haired woman wearing a strange dress and a ferocious mask was wandering around.
Beside her was a clay stretcher, and on it lay a young man who looked to be in his early twenties.
However, at this moment, this young man's face was as pale as paper. He looked like he was about to die.
"F * ck! Could this be a living sacrifice? What era is this?"
"Idiot, this is a sacrifice, but it's just a blessing sacrifice. That brother must be seriously ill. This was to cure his illness!”
"No way! If he was sick and didn't go to the hospital, then he was really sick in the head!”
"Watch your words! It's better to believe it than not! In ancient times, witch doctors were not separated from their families. There was evidence that witch doctors treated patients!”
"F * ck, although I don't understand what you're talking about, it sounds so powerful.”
"We're all top students, and the slackers are trembling!”
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"Sister, what are you doing?”
Although Zhang Zifeng was afraid, he still couldn't control his curiosity. As he protected Qin Qing, he came to a girl who looked about his age and was dressed fashionably.
The girl turned around. Her eyes were red and tears could be clearly seen on her cheeks.
When she saw Zhang Zifeng and the photography team following him, she was greatly shocked.
"The witch doctor is performing a spell to pray for Brother Bull's illness.”the girl said in a hoarse voice.
"Blessing? You should go to the hospital if you're sick! Feudal superstition can't cure diseases!"
Zhang Zifeng was a little excited, so his voice was a little loud.
Before she could finish her sentence, several villagers nearby turned their heads and stared at her angrily.
"Can you bear the consequences of slandering a True God?”
An old man who seemed to be over 60 years old angrily rebuked.
This voice attracted everyone's attention. Dozens of eyes stared at the three of them in unison, their eyes filled with coldness and anger.
"Oh my god! He was scared to death! What are you doing?"
"What's going on? Are variety shows going supernatural too?"
"Should we call the police? Are the goddesses alright?"
......
"Move aside!"
A hoarse voice sounded. It was as if someone had grabbed his neck, making people's scalps go numb.
As soon as he finished speaking, the villagers quickly retreated to the sides and made way for him.
It was unknown when the witch doctor who was originally standing on the stage came down. She staggered over to Zhang Zifeng and the other two.
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