"I didn't know what it was, I was walking and suddenly something grabbed my ankle.
Woo woo woo, could it be that I’m being haunted by a vengeful ghost?
He is dragging me to hell now. I haven’t lived enough. I haven’t tasted all the delicious food in the country. I can’t die.”
As Wang Dao spoke, two lines of turbid tears flowed down his face.
"Wuwuwuwu, if I'm really entangled by the resentful bones, just leave me alone and move forward boldly. Don't worry, I will always be watching you from behind."
The first half of what Wang Dao said was quite touching, but why does the second sentence sound wrong?
"Next time, just say the first half of your sentence. The second half is really creepy. I don't want to be stared at by a ghost forever."
I don't know how to describe Director Wang's emotional intelligence when he said this. Maybe people tend to make mistakes when the situation becomes critical.
Am I the only one wondering what that thing was that grabbed Director Wang's trouser leg? Is there really a ghost?
"It's impossible to be a ghost, so it's probably just a dead branch. Amitabha, I hope my wishes come true and everything I wish for is real."
If Director Wang were to be confronted by a sinister and terrifying face upon turning back, let's guess how he would react.
[The above person is so mean! I swear to God, my first reaction was to roll my eyes, my second was to scream, and my third was to faint on the spot.]
The comments section is full of people mocking Director Wang, which shows that Director Wang’s reputation is not very good.
The young assistant shook off the goose bumps on his body and touched his arms, where the hairs were like tiny needles.
While these people were chatting, Jiang Zhiyuan had already chopped off the ghost that was wrapped around Director Wang's feet and held it in front of Director Wang.
"Can you see what this is?"
With the help of everyone's weak flashlights, Director Wang finally saw clearly that it was a branch.
"A branch? How could I not recognize this thing?"
"Then you just called me a ghost."
After saying this, Jiang Zhiyuan took the lead and walked forward, and the others followed. Everyone rolled their eyes when passing by Director Wang.
Pah, who are these people? Can you please clarify things before you start talking nonsense?
This sudden shock frightened their little hearts and almost made them stop working.
"Hey, hey, what are you guys looking at? Is this my fault? I'm clearly a victim too!
Who knew a branch would suddenly get caught on my pants? I didn't expect that either. Is that why you have such expressions?
Director Wang felt uneasy when he saw their looks, and it was really his fault.
If he had shone the flashlight at the beginning, perhaps this mistake would not have happened.
But when the thing really happens, imagination is just imagination after all, and you don’t have the courage to see what is hooked on your trouser leg.
Because at that time you feel like you are nothing.
"Wait for me! This is really not my fault, I am also a victim!
Why won't you listen to me? Am I really that untrustworthy?"
Director Wang looked at the pitch-black surroundings and hurriedly trotted to catch up with the person in front.
This environment is really becoming more and more terrifying. Looking at the dark shadows of the trees in front, I always feel that they are not trees, but monsters with bared fangs and claws.
"Where are we going next?"
Sister Xu tugged at Jiang Zhiyuan's sleeve. They were now in the deep mountains and forests. If they didn't find a place to stay quickly, there would probably be wild beasts at night.
They originally decided to rest by the stream, but they didn't expect there were bees there.
So they had to give up that territory and choose a new place.
Unfortunately, they walked for such a long time without encountering a flat place, so they had to keep going forward.
I could feel Director Wang's embarrassment even through the screen. His face looked like it was being rubbed on the ground.
[The prophet up ahead, hurry up and come out to claim your reward. He really is just a fork. There really are no ghosts in this world.]
Every time I watch this livestream, it feels like a crosstalk performance. The back-and-forth is incredibly rhythmic, and the rhymes are incredibly in tune with the audience. Could it be that these people aren't actually from a crosstalk club?
To be honest, I have this feeling. It always feels like they are performing stand-up comedy, and there is a lot of back-and-forth.
"Look, there's a flat area ahead with a small river next to it. Why don't we go there?"
As soon as the young assistant saw the flat area ahead, his eyes lit up with excitement. He could finally take a rest!
God knows how he got all the way here. He felt like his legs were not his own and were extremely strenuous.
"Keep your voice down! Do you want to attract other creatures to come over and take our space? I don't want to sleep with them."
Zhao Tangtang was afraid of attracting snakes, insects, rats, ants and the like, so she slapped the assistant on the mouth.
As a result, I didn't control the strength well and blew it directly on the person's face, making a loud "pop" sound.
But it was drowned out by Director Wang's surprised scream.
Director Wang now sees the platform as if it were his own family, and he can't wait to lie on the ground and give it a few kisses.
Oh, heaven! Oh, earth!
You two are really smart. I have to pay my respects to you.
The moment the young assistant was beaten, he felt stars in front of his eyes and it seemed as if he saw his great-grandmother.
Hiss, no one told him that little girls nowadays have such strong grip.
A few days ago, this person was acting like I couldn't open the bottle cap. Is he pretending?
Feeling the burning pain on his face, the young assistant realized one thing deeply: women have a deceitful mouth.
Anyway, he just couldn't believe that someone who could slap someone so hard wouldn't be able to open a bottle cap.
"What happened to your face?"
Director Wang turned around and shone the flashlight, and saw that half of the assistant's face was red, with a look of disbelief in his eyes. He immediately asked with some confusion.
"Oh, nothing, just a mosquito kiss, a little hard."
The young assistant smiled awkwardly and quickly rubbed his cheeks with his hands, trying to ease the sudden embarrassment and pain.
You can't say that you started to doubt your life because a woman slapped you.
"Where do these mosquitoes come from in this remote place?"
Sister Xu also looked puzzled, but then urged.
"Okay, stop dawdling and let's go quickly. It's almost dark."
Only one person knew the truth of the matter, Jiang Zhiyuan glanced at Zhao Tangtang meaningfully.
Zhao Tangtang smiled awkwardly and shrank her neck in disappointment.
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