Don't Get Close to Strangers! The dead returned home!
The deceased!
Walking back?
What kind of joke was this?
Huang Lei was completely dumbfounded.
But looking at the village chief's serious expression, he didn't seem to be joking.
Could it be…
Was it a prank segment deliberately arranged by the program team to increase the viewership ratings?
Huang Lei looked at Director Wang in confusion.
But at this moment, Director Wang also had a face full of question marks. He even spread his hands at Wang Lei.
That expression was clearly saying,"Don't look at me, I don't know what's going on either!"
Boss Yang and Fatty Di looked at each other.
Did the village chief have a fever?
If they could walk back, could they still be called the dead?
Zhang Dada, who was constantly trying to make his presence known, covered his mouth and laughed.
"Village chief, I have to say that you're quite cute when you talk nonsense seriously. However, we have no grudges against each other. Why do you treat us like idiots?”
Zhang Dada's previous disgusting remarks had already given the village chief a bad impression of him.
The village chief's expression turned ugly again.
"Kid, what are you talking about?”
"What nonsense. In our Xiangxi, people who die in foreign lands are all invited back by a corpse transporter.”
"How can you joke about this kind of thing?”
"Puff!"
Even Boss Yang couldn't help but burst out laughing at the village chief's words.
Although Boss Yang's EQ was not as high as Huang Lei's, she was still an A-list actress.
He knew that it was rude to laugh in front of the audience in the live broadcast room.
She hurriedly held back and pretended to cough twice before saying,"Village chief, you're saying that the deceased of this family is currently being chased back by the corpse transporter?”
"Yes." The village chief nodded.
Huang Lei was afraid that Zhang Dada would say something shocking again, so he hurriedly continued.
"Village chief, is there really such a thing as chasing corpses in Xiangxi?”
"That's right!"
The village chief had a good impression of Huang Lei, so he patiently explained.
"Teacher Huang, the business of corpse herding has been around for hundreds of years in Xiangxi.”
"Doesn't our Dragon Country pay attention to returning to the roots?”
"As you know, our Wengcao Village is located in the deep mountains and old forests. There's no way for us to become rich. The young and middle-aged people in the village have all gone out to work.”
"The villagers who stayed behind are old and young. They can only rely on this small piece of land to grow some crops.”
"In addition, the road to Xiangxi is long and rugged. If we encounter a situation where a guest dies in a foreign land, it will not be a small expense to use a hearse to transport the deceased back on the highway. Therefore, we usually hire a corpse transporter to bring the deceased back.”
It wasn't that Huang Lei hadn't heard of corpse hunting in Xiangxi.
Corpse chasing was a folk custom of the Miao people in Xiangxi. It belonged to the witch culture and was also said to be related to Zhu Youke.
Corpse herding was also known as the "Three Evils of Xiangxi" along with Gu Poison and Luohua Cave Girl.
During the Qing Dynasty, rumors of " corpse herders " were widely spread in Xiangxi.
It was the corpse herders who used a "secret technique" to bring the corpses of people who died in foreign lands back to their hometown and let them rest in peace.
However, this kind of non-existent thing only existed in legends and had not been confirmed by science.
Now, he saw the village chief talking about corpse hunting in Xiangxi in a serious manner.
Even Huang Lei, who had always been calm and wise, began to wonder if the village chief really had a fever.
The audience in the live broadcast room was even more amused.
"It can't be, right? No way! In this day and age, would there still be people who thought that there was such a strange thing as corpse chasing in Xiangxi?”
"I suspect that this village chief is making fun of the program team, but I have no evidence.”
"Good heavens, you even brought it up to corpse chasing. Why don't you say that you know how to use voodoo?”
"Did I go to the wrong set? Are you sure this is a mushroom house program and not a horror documentary?”
"The program team changed the rules? Did you add a prank segment?"
………
Just as the audience in the live broadcast room was overjoyed.
The program team members at the scene also started whispering to each other.
The old woman, Sister Zhou, came up to Gazi and whispered,"Brother Gazi, do you think there's something wrong with this village chief? It was a little scary to say this at night.”
" Yes," Garzi nodded." I also think that there's something wrong with his brain, but it doesn't matter."”
Gazi patted his strong chest and arched his biceps, showing off his male hormones to Sister Zhou.
"What's so scary about it? Do you see these muscles?”
"Four or five ordinary people might not be able to get close to me. Even if there are any demons and devils, they will have to retreat when faced with my masculine aura.”
Even though Huang Lei was a resident guest of the program team, he could not understand why the village chief was spouting nonsense in such a serious manner.
He did not know why the villagers would make such a groundless funeral.
However, in order to ease the awkward atmosphere.
Huang Lei decided to skip this ridiculous topic.
In front of so many viewers in the live broadcast room, they were discussing Xiangxi's corpse chasing.
Wasn't this promoting superstition?
"Chief, why don't you take us somewhere else to take a look?" Huang Lei smiled at the village chief.”
"Alright, then let's go elsewhere.”
The village chief nodded readily and agreed.
However, just as everyone was about to leave the house.
The crisp sound of a bell pierced through the silent night sky!!
"Ding dong ding dong…"
Normally, no one would think that there was anything wrong with this pleasant bell sound.
However, in this quiet mountain village, it was night again.
It gave people a creepy feeling.
The sudden ringing of the bell made the village chief's expression change.
Village Chief looked at the entrance of the village.
Not far away from the village entrance, a weak light flickered like a wisp of will-o'-the-wisps in the dark night sky...
"Soul-sucking Bell and Everlasting Lamp, Daoist Priest Qin is back!”
Village Chief hurriedly turned his head and said to Huang Lei,""Teacher Huang, I'm sorry. Please return to the mushroom house immediately.”
Huang Lei frowned.
A second ago, he had even promised to bring them elsewhere.
Why did he change his mind now?
Did this village chief learn Sichuan opera?
He changed his face just like that?
However, the village chief's words made Huang Lei very curious.
"Village Chief, what are the Soul-sucking Bell and Everlasting Lamp you mentioned just now?”
"Also, Daoist Priest Qin is…"
The village chief's expression suddenly became solemn.
"Teacher Huang, it's best not to ask what you shouldn't ask.”
"You guys should leave quickly. Otherwise, it won't be good if Daoist Priest Qin sees a stranger here.”
The village chief's abnormal behavior made the other guests somewhat dissatisfied.
"No, why are you chasing people away?"”
Zhang Dada rolled his eyes.”
"Clang clang clang…"
The ringing of the bell at the entrance of the village grew louder and louder as the distance between them shortened.
Everyone seemed to hear a man's voice mixed in with the melodious ringtone…
Yang Mi, who had the best hearing, pricked up her ears and listened carefully.
Finally…
She heard the sound mixed in with the ringtone.
"Don't approach the living, and the dead will return to their hometown!"
The man's voice was hoarse and slightly magnetic, with a hint of ethereal flavor.
This ethereal sound was mixed with the ringing of the bell in the night.
Yang Mi felt goosebumps all over her body.
She stood on her tiptoes and looked at the village entrance.
In the next second!
Yang Mi's scalp suddenly went numb!
Under the hazy moonlight, she saw a scene that she would never forget for the rest of her life!!
Under the moonlight!
She saw a slightly thin figure holding a bell in one hand and an eternal lamp in the other. He was muttering something.
Behind him were four stiff figures with their arms stretched out and placed on his shoulders. They stood in a row and exuded a strange aura...
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