When the powerful Ming Zhuo woke up, she found herself an abandoned orphan about to be publicly disowned by a wealthy family on a show. Someone told her that her biological mother was a delicate mo...
Wang Chengzhu wanted to confess something, but he never had the chance to say it.
He realized that he couldn't escape the cliff trip today. The girl in front of him had a face more beautiful than a celebrity, but she was sinister and terrifying, like a devil.
He deeply regretted it; he shouldn't have provoked the other party.
The production team also noticed the problem, which led to a disagreement.
Some people thought that since the client had already backed out, why bother exploring the bottom of the cliff? The sun was about to set, and they knew there wouldn't be any hot food or tea waiting for them at the bottom of the cliff.
It's quite possible that a bunch of ghosts and evil spirits are waiting to capture them and make them food.
It would be better to hurry down the mountain and cut our losses in time.
Others argued that since they were already there, it wouldn't be good to give up halfway. Since the client was indeed cursed and the altar was not being concealed, they should continue to complete the mission.
The production team leaned more towards the latter opinion.
If this episode ends abruptly, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction among viewers.
Furthermore, with Mingzhuo's support, the production team felt like they had found a pillar of support and that their safety was guaranteed, so they went ahead with it!
The host nervously asked Luo Wenxin, "Professor Luo, what's your opinion?"
Luo Wenxin smiled and said, "Of course I trust Consultant Ruan."
Liao Hongmei mumbled some divination on the side, calculating the consequences of going to the bottom of the cliff: extremely bad luck!
Mingzhuo casually reminded him, "Why don't you calculate whether going down the mountain now is auspicious or inauspicious?"
Liao Hongmei thought about it and realized that those who wanted to give up and leave the mountain at this time were mostly people who were not very capable.
If something happens along the way, it's clear they lack the ability to solve problems independently.
She consulted the oracle again, and upon seeing the result, her entire hand began to tremble.
The divination still indicates a very bad omen!
Mingzhuo looked at the divination results and said thoughtfully, "I understand. Then everyone, follow me down to the bottom of the cliff."
Yu Jiajie was somewhat dissatisfied, "What gives you the right to make decisions for everyone?"
Since they can only play supporting roles and won't get any screen time or spotlight, and it's also full of danger, why would they go with them?
It's late at night, and the mountains are damp and cold; who wants to go and suffer like that?
Mingzhuo said casually, "With my strongest abilities, I can guarantee everyone's safety. If you want to part ways, you can wait here. Don't rush down the mountain, or you won't even know how you died."
Liao Hongmei sighed: "She's right, going down the mountain is also a dead end."
"Someone doesn't want us to leave here alive."
She showed the divination results to everyone, and the room immediately fell silent.
Having reached this point, many people gradually realized that they had stepped into a huge conspiracy.
From the moment Wang Chengzhu sent a request for help to the program team—or even earlier, from the moment the program team started to capitalize on the popularity of the Saha sect and frantically collect clues—a conspiracy against the entire program team had already been formed.
Tang Zhen took a deep breath: "Since Consultant Ruan has chosen to go down the cliff, then we will go down the cliff."
The only way out now is to firmly follow Mingzhuo's lead.
Everyone understood this principle, and silently began to pack their things, rest, and replenish their energy.
After all, everyone knows that if there really is an altar at the bottom of the cliff, it is most likely to be a trace of the Saha sect, and a fierce battle between the two sides is inevitable.
Only by making adequate preparations can you gain an advantageous position.
Yu Jiajie tried to shout again, but no one paid him any attention.
Qiao Song advised, "Just the fact that you were almost ambushed by Huang Laopi's low-level tricks is enough to show that your survival ability is worrying. Let me give you a piece of advice: stick to Consultant Ruan's coattails and you'll live a long life. That's how I've survived until now."
Yu Jiajie: "..."
What are you talking about, you noob? Do you think everyone is like you?
Qiao Song sighed. "See? This is what happens when you haven't experienced the harsh realities of society; you keep teetering on the brink of death."
He was too lazy to persuade him any further, so he slipped away to Mingzhuo's side to eke out a living.
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After the sun set, a bright moon rose into the dark night sky.
The clouds had completely dissipated, and the bright moonlight shone down on the entire hillside.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief; this was much better than expected, at least they didn't have to go down in the dark.
The production team was very well prepared. Knowing that they were going to go on an adventure in the mountains, they brought all kinds of tools, including professional rappelling ropes.
This thing really came in handy, and soon everyone reached the bottom of the valley.
He Wangyao looked around, somewhat surprised: "Is this the crematorium?"
The valley floor was flat, with weeds and plants growing underfoot, making it look nothing like it would suddenly burst into flames.
Mingzhuo reminded him, "Up there."
He Wangyao took a few steps back before noticing that the place where the villagers were worshipping was quite ingenious. There was a huge broken rock there, and below it were several strange rocks protruding from the mountainside, forming a pot.
The villagers' so-called cremation involved filling a pot with dry firewood, then pushing the body in. The firewood would ignite, naturally creating a huge flame.
Those strange rocks had been charred black over the years.
The so-called "pot" is actually connected by a small path, with faint traces of human footsteps.
Li Wenhe snorted coldly: "Playing tricks."
Huang Laopi happened to be there, so he dared not deny it: "I...I admit it, I stole the old man's body during the cremation! But I didn't do it on purpose!"
Although Huang Gu is very famous and well-known, Huang Laopi is not Huang Gu's biological son.
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