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Recalling the scene of the withered hand sticking out of the coffin, Zhang Xinxin still had lingering fear.
"Coffin…the dead man in the coffin, he…he came back to life!”
As soon as he said this, the atmosphere in the mushroom house instantly froze.
"Are you sure you didn't see wrongly?" Huang Lei frowned.”
Due to his short stature, the moment he turned into a corpse, he only saw the dead man in the coffin reach out his hand.
However, he did not see the specific situation of the dead people inside.
"I…I'm not sure, but the person in the coffin really reached out his hand.”
" Yes." Garzi nodded in agreement." At first, I thought that the person in the coffin was a dead drug dealer. I didn't expect him to really move and drag me into the coffin!"”
When he was at the mortuary just now, he had thought that the dead man in the coffin was faking it.
But now that he thought about it, he realized that this was not the case.
The thing in the coffin was already covered in livor mortis, and it was rotten and smelly. How could this thing be fake?
When he heard that the dead man had dragged Gazi into the coffin.
Everyone's expressions immediately turned ugly.
Especially Yang Mi!
She was so scared that she was about to cry.
"I told you before that when I was at the village entrance, I saw those people jumping around like zombies in the movies. It was very strange, but you didn't believe me!”
Fatty Di and Sister Zhou also turned pale with fright.
Fatty Di hugged Yang Mi and said with fear,"So that means that there really is such a thing as corpse chasing in Xiangxi?”
Sister Zhou's delicate body could not help but tremble slightly."Oh my god, that's so scary. Are we still going to record our show?”
Huang Lei frowned and fell into deep thought.
Even though Zhang Qiaole and Gazi had made a mistake tonight.
However, based on what they had said and the behavior of the villagers and the police officers, they could not do anything.
Could it be that there was really such a thing as chasing corpses in Xiangxi?
If such a thing really happened, then…
Was that young Taoist priest with high prestige in Wengcao Village really a corpse herder?
Huang Lei was knowledgeable and had also studied a lot of unofficial history.
However, research was research, and personal experience was completely different.
Everything that happened tonight forced Huang Lei to re-examine the authenticity of the corpse drive in Xiangxi.
Director Wang, who was standing at the side, added.
"Of course, we have to record it."
Director Wang looked at everyone and said.
"Regardless of whether the corpse chasing incident in Xiangxi is true or false, everything that happened tonight is actually a good thing for our program team. The audience's curiosity will definitely be aroused.”
"This will only benefit the viewership ratings!”
Who cares if it was true or not.
In Director Wang's opinion, the viewership ratings were the king!
As long as it could increase the viewership ratings for the production team.
He didn't even care if it was the night of a hundred ghosts, let alone a zombie.
Huang Lei nodded in agreement." Director Wang is right. The program still has to continue recording. We can't interrupt it because of these small incidents."”
"After all, a lot of work has been done in the early stages of this season's Mushroom House from the planning and preparation to the filming. If we terminate the recording because of these inconclusive reasons, not only will it have a bad impact on the show's reputation, but it will also affect the production of the Mushroom House.”
"Director Wang can't explain it to the sponsors either, so my opinion is to continue recording.”
Huang Lei looked at the crowd and warned them in a serious tone.
"But I warn everyone not to cause any more trouble.”
"There might really be some things that science can't explain in this village.”
"What happened tonight has angered the villagers and even the local police station.”
"So, for the next recording, I hope that everyone can behave themselves and abide by the local customs. Don't cause any trouble.”
As he said that, Huang Lei glared at Gazi and Zhang Huanhuan worriedly."Especially the two of you, behave yourselves!”
"Got it, Teacher Huang."”
Zhang Xinxin was a fierce person in the entertainment industry, but in front of Huang Lei, she was still not famous enough. She hurriedly nodded and replied,"If it wasn't for someone instigating me, I definitely wouldn't have caused trouble.”
Afraid that the two of them would quarrel again, Huang Lei waved his hand in frustration."Alright, alright, stop talking. It's almost dawn. Everyone, hurry up and rest. We still have to record the show tomorrow.”
Under Huang Lei's urging, everyone in the production team returned to their rooms to rest.
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The next day.
It wasn't long before dawn.
Qin Yi woke up.
To be exact, it was more like lifting a coffin.
Even though he was woken up by the two idiots, Gazi and Zhang Yiran, he didn't sleep well last night.
However, after so many years, he had already developed the habit of getting up early and doing morning exercises.
There was a small stream at the entrance of the mortuary. Qin Yi came to the stream and washed up.
He began his morning exercise.
The habit of doing morning exercises was something he had developed since he was young after becoming Daoist Priest Tian Cang's disciple.
For more than ten years, it did not stop.
Apart from being familiar with the five elements, eight trigrams, and geomancy, a corpse transporter had to be familiar with the five elements.
A good physique was also essential.
After all, chasing corpses was a physically demanding job, and it could easily cover hundreds or even thousands of kilometers.
When they encountered a cliff or a broken wall or crossed a stream, they had to carry corpses over.
Therefore, without good physical fitness, one could not become a corpse transporter.
Qin Yi's body wasn't considered strong. On the contrary, she looked even thinner after taking off her clothes.
It was just that his muscle type was a little similar to Bruce Lee's. He was lean and strong, and his proportions were excellent.
Under the morning light, every inch of his muscles shone with a sense of hardness, like incomparably hard granite!
Qin Yi's morning training method usually started with push-ups.
As the frequency increased, Qin Yi began to change her push-up style, which was a little strange.
He first placed one hand on his back and the other hand to support the weight of his entire body. Then, he used all his strength to push up.
When the force pushed his body up, he quickly swapped his arms in the air, and then continued to do the same action with the arm that was originally placed on his back.
The muscles on his arm began to change with the frequency. It was like a small hill that was raised, and it was frighteningly strong.
The shape of the rhombus and latissimus dorsi muscles on his back changed with the frequency.
What was even more terrifying was that as his frequency increased, other than hearing Qin Yi's steady breathing, he couldn't even see a trace of sweat on her body...
Actually, Qin Yi didn't take off her clothes to exercise because she was afraid that her sweat would wet her clothes. This level of exercise couldn't make him sweat at all.
The reason why he did this was that while he was training, he would use the pores on his body to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy. That was why he did not wear clothes.
Just as Qin Yi was doing her morning exercises, she heard footsteps.
Immediately after, a familiar voice entered Qin Yi's ears.
"Daoist Priest Qin, you're up so early too?”
Qin Yi didn't even raise his head, but he knew that the owner of the voice was Huang Lei, the program team's resident guest.
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