Chapter 42: Rainy Wild Temple (4)



Chapter 42: Rainy Wild Temple (4)

Although the atmosphere among the eight guests was a little awkward because of the incident with the actress, fortunately several of them were experienced people who had worked hard in the entertainment industry. They immediately started making some jokes and livened up the atmosphere in the car.

Song Ci is a third-generation young master with a similar family background to Zhang Wubing, but unlike Zhang Wubing, he is a truly pampered young master who has never experienced the life-and-death crisis of being confronted by evil spirits. He is much more naive and honest than Zhang Wubing.

The reason why he came to participate in the program was because everyone was talking about encountering ghosts on the previous trip, which made Song Ci a little curious. Is there really a ghost in the world? After verifying the authenticity with Zhang Wubing, he immediately wanted to come and see what ghosts look like with his own eyes.

Of course, he also wanted to see what kind of person "Brother Yan", whom Zhang Wubing always talked about, was.

So, when the other guests in the car began to laugh, play games and sing songs, creating a relaxed atmosphere of a trip with good friends, Song Ci, who had been paying attention to Yan Shixun since he got on the car, ran to Yan Shixun curiously.

"Are you Yan Shixun?"

Song Ci, who looked a bit like a young boy, asked Yan Shixun directly, "I heard that you have seen a ghost. Is it true?"

Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows slightly: "If the live broadcast rights of the program are blocked because of you, it has nothing to do with me. You can explain it to Xiaobing yourself when the time comes. Before you left, didn't Xiaobing show you the guest instructions? The live broadcast content requires positive and healthy content."

Fortunately, the main live broadcast screen was aimed at the guests in the back of the car, so it didn't record what was happening here. Song Ci's own split screen had very few viewers, so not many people heard his questions.

Song Ci didn't care: "Who cares? Anyway, with me here, this show can't be banned."

"So Yan Shixun, have you really seen a ghost? What do ghosts look like? Do they eat people?" The more Song Ci spoke, the brighter the light in his eyes became. His body subconsciously wanted to get closer to Yan Shixun, and he made a gesture as if he was listening to his whisper with his ear tilted. He didn't even care about the situation around him and slightly pressed down on the man sitting next to him.

The man, silent as a shadow, turned his head slightly and looked at Song Ci coldly and emotionlessly with his eyes shrouded by the shadow cast by the brim of his hat.

Yan Shixun asked with a half-smile, "Do you want to see a ghost so much?"

Song Ci nodded happily, but before he could say anything, Yan Shixun snorted, "Give up, there's no such thing as a ghost. That was all made up by Zhang Wubing to trick you."

Song Ci was stunned.

The man sitting next to him also turned his head to look at Yan Shixun, and unexpected surprise revealed in his emotionless eyes.

Yan Shixun sneered, "Are you just in kindergarten this year? You can't even tell that this is such an obvious made-up story? Haven't your teachers and parents taught you to believe in science? Haven't you seen ghosts on TV? All of them are lies? Let me ask you, have you ever seen a ghost? You haven't, right? You've lived for more than 20 years and haven't seen anything, so why do you believe that it exists? Are you crazy?"

Song Ci looked extremely confused. He could only shake his head following Yan Shixun's words and answered pitifully: "I don't know..."

Yan Shixun pointed backwards with pity, motioning him to return to his seat: "What the hell are you watching? You might as well go home and watch cartoons."

Song Ci was so confused by what Yan Shixun said that he had no choice but to walk back in the direction he pointed.

The tall man sitting next to Yan Shixun had an almost imperceptible smile in his eyes, and looked at him with an inquiring expression.

In the back of the tourist minibus, several guests were happily sharing the stories they knew about Wild Wolf Peak, causing the audience on their respective split screens to exclaim in surprise, while the others laughed out loud after successfully scaring people.

Because Zhang Wubing was worried that the program effect was not good enough, he chose a famous variety show artist when selecting the guests. He led everyone to tell many folk rumors in a voice that was sometimes gloomy and sometimes surprised. When the guests and the audience believed them, he proudly said that it was just a rumor. The program effect was very good, the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant, and many audiences were immersed in this travel variety show.

"Speaking of Wild Wolf Peak, the most famous one should be that one."

The variety show star lowered his voice, shone the flashlight on his phone from bottom to top on his face, and said in a controlled tone in the dimly lit car with the curtains drawn, "From the name Wild Wolf Peak, everyone should know what it is. That's right, this mountain got its name Wild Wolf Peak decades ago because of the presence of wild wolves all year round. However, you are not from Wild Wolf Peak, so you probably don't know that there were no wolves on Wild Wolf Peak as early as the last century. Instead, small animals were often found dead in the mountains."

Bai Shuang, who was listening attentively, shuddered all over. "Aren't there no wolves anymore? Then why are so many small animals dying? Are there poachers?"

The variety show star shrugged, "That's unknown. Anyway, at the beginning, when food was scarce, some people would pick up the dead animals and take them home to eat. As a result, it is said that everyone who ate the meat of those animals became crazy. The witch in the village said that they had encountered ghosts and lost their souls, so they wanted to use fire to call back the souls. The result was-"

The variety show star paused with a smile before continuing, "Those people were burned to death in the fire in front of everyone, and no one could get close to them to save them. Moreover, their bodies were burned into charcoal-like bodies, and they ran away from the fire as swiftly as normal people and disappeared. Since then, people often saw those charcoal-like bodies standing in front of them in the dark when they went to the toilet or to work in the fields in the early hours of the morning. They didn't say anything, but just smiled at them quietly..."

The guest was just listening to the song with great interest, but was suddenly startled and screamed: "How could this happen? Isn't he already dead?"

"Isn't it fake? This story is not well made up at all. If you said it was done by the villagers, I would believe it more."

"I wonder if the thief was wearing black clothes and was discovered by the owner who came out to use the toilet, so he simply pretended to be the corpses?"

Not only the guests, but also the audience who were listening through the split-screen camera were shocked.

They covered their pounding hearts and looked around in shock. Only with the company of the barrage of comments that kept flashing on the screen did they feel that they were not alone.

[As expected of someone who started out as a variety show host, his eloquence and control of rhythm are amazing!]

[I was really scared. I thought about it. You said that after the bodies were burned, they turned black. Standing outside in the middle of the night, and there were no street lights in the countryside in the last century, wouldn’t they blend into the darkness? What if I didn’t see them and bumped into them…]

[Ahhh! Stop it, stop it now, and shut up!]

[Shaha, I knew this show wouldn't be such a pure and kind travel variety show. I've already prepared snacks and drinks and curled up in bed, and locked the door. Nothing you say can scare me hahaha. It's just... does anyone know how to go to the toilet as quickly as possible? I think I drank too much just now... I want to go to the toilet, but I don't dare to leave the room! ]

[Hold it! I can’t go to the toilet alone.]

The variety show star who had successfully scared everyone laughed and spread his hands, saying, "Don't worry, this is what I heard from the elderly when I was a child. It was probably to prevent me from going out and having too much fun, so they made it up to scare children. My hometown is in the county town next to Wild Wolf Peak, so I know something about it."

“But the night sky of Wild Wolf Peak is really beautiful. In recent years, many people have gone there to take photos and post them on WeChat Moments. It’s also a popular check-in spot for internet celebrities.” The variety show star laughed and said, “The Wild Wolf Temple over there is also famous for its efficacy. If you are interested, you can go and worship there.”

The guests finally calmed down and said with a smile that this was a really good story.

However, Song Ci's action of returning to his seat caught Anthony's attention.

This young master had never given him a good look since he got on the car. He looked at him with contempt as if he were a mentally retarded person, rejected his advances, and spoke mercilessly, scolding him directly in front of the live camera, making him almost lose face.

However, this straightforward young master who was ignorant of the sufferings of the world actually treated Yan Shixun, an unknown amateur, in a nice manner and even took the initiative to talk to Yan Shixun?

Why! Who the hell is Yan Shixun? He is just playing tricks. But not only An Nanyuan, but even this young master is so nice to Yan Shixun. Are they blind?

Anthony was soon filled with anger. He raised his voice and shouted at Yan Shixun: "Yan Shixun, aren't you a tour guide? Aren't you going to introduce Wild Wolf Peak to us?"

The lively atmosphere in the car suddenly became cold, and everyone looked between Anthony and Yan Shixun in front with obscure and inquiring eyes. Slowly, they realized that it seemed that Anthony had been targeting Yan Shixun.

Annanyuan's face became even gloomier, and he looked at Anthony with a hint of anger, wanting to say something.

Yan Shixun unexpectedly answered, "Okay."

Anthony, who was ready for a quarrel, was even more surprised.

As a result, everyone saw that as the minibus drove forward, Yan Shixun used the small red flag in his hand to knock on the window next to him from time to time, and said nonchalantly: "This is an asphalt road, is there anyone who doesn't recognize it?"

“This is a flower.”

“This is grass.”

“This is the farmer and his cow.”

“This is a mountain.”

The true master of perfunctory work, Yan Shixun.

If you want to say he is wrong, he is not wrong. But if you want to say he is right... after he finished speaking and you listened, it seemed like you just listened to nothing?

The guests' expressions changed from surprise to astonishment, and finally to speechlessness.

“…………”

I have never seen a tour guide so perfunctory!

Yan Shixun smiled: So you see it now.

Anthony finally couldn't stand it anymore: "Guide, can't you say a few more words? You keep saying a few words at a time. Are you just trying to fool us?"

Yan Shixun said nonchalantly: "You feel wrong."

Anthony was angry: "What are you doing now!"

Yan Shixun leaned back in his seat, not even turning back to give Anthony a look: "Oh, because I have intermittent aphasia, I don't want to talk when I see you, understand?"

Anthony & Everyone: "..."

There is such a disease? I have never heard of it.

The man who had been listening quietly nearby finally chuckled, seeming to find it quite amusing.

But after Yan Shixun answered Anthony, he turned around and was about to continue his introduction by knocking on the car window with a small red flag, but he suddenly found that the sunshine outside the car window, which had been bright just now, was now gradually getting cloudy, and the road next to him, which had been dry, suddenly became muddy.

Something yellow sped across the field outside the car.

Yan Shixun frowned and was just about to concentrate and take a closer look when the car suddenly braked.

Everyone fell forward involuntarily due to inertia and cried out in surprise.

Caught off guard, Yan Shixun, who was focusing on the outside of the car, also dived towards the front window.

Fortunately, the tall man next to him was quick-witted and quickly stretched out his slender and powerful arms to pull Yan Shixun back by the waist, so that Yan Shixun's back fell into his strong arms, thus preventing Yan Shixun from smashing the car window and getting injured.

Yan Shixun felt as if his back had hit a wall. The transverse wave generated by the impact spread out, shaking his internal organs. He almost turned around and fought back reflexively.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and realized that the assistant director next to him had no ill intentions, so he restrained himself from rushing towards the other party with his elbow.

However, at the moment when his back touched the other person's chest, Yan Shixun felt a chill running up from his back, as if his skin was touching ice, which made him shiver. His attention, which had originally been focused on the yellow color passing by in the field, immediately returned to the things in front of him.

The guests and staff in the car all fell all over the place when the car braked suddenly. The actress was so unlucky that she fell off her seat on her buttocks. Her legs were stuck in the gap between two rows of seats, and then she was hit by the backpack that fell from above. This twisted posture made her scream in pain.

The other guests who were disoriented and dazed from the fall also hurried to help each other after getting up, and everyone in the car was too busy to care about anything else.

Yan Shixun pushed the man next to him away with a cold face, rushed to the front of the car in two steps, and asked the driver quickly: "Why did you stop suddenly?"

The driver sat in his seat, his face pale with fear, pointing at the front window and trembling: "Yes, there is something, there was a face just now!"

Yan Shixun looked in the direction the driver pointed, but there was nothing on the muddy and wet ground in front of the car.

"You've been driving for too long. Are you tired or haven't rested enough?" Yan Shixun looked around vigilantly and comforted the driver, "This is not a good habit. Change it. You are hallucinating. Where is the thing? Fortunately, this is a rural road and there is no one. Otherwise, if an accident really happened, you would regret it too late."

Hearing what Yan Shixun said, the driver rubbed his eyes and looked again.

But it was true that the ground where a human face was hanging, which had frightened him so much that he slammed on the brakes just now, was now empty.

Is it really an illusion? But the face has a nose and eyes, it doesn't look like an illusion.

The driver was muttering in his heart, but his pounding heart slowly calmed down.

Seeing that the driver had calmed down, Yan Shixun immediately asked, "Wasn't it sunny before? Why is the ground so wet all of a sudden?"

The driver was also puzzled: "I don't know, it seems like I just passed the provincial road and drove onto the rural road, and suddenly it was like this in the blink of an eye."

Upon hearing this, Yan Shixun glanced outside the car.

In addition to the muddy ground, the surrounding trees and crops were also lush and green with water droplets hanging on them. It looked like it had just rained heavily, and it was not an abnormality.

Yan Shixun had just felt a little relieved when he saw a car driving back from the front.

It was the director team's lead car where Zhang Wubing was, responsible for exploring the road ahead and solving problems in advance. It arrived more than ten minutes earlier than the guests' tour bus.

Almost as soon as the car came to a stop, Zhang Wubing jumped out and ran towards this side.

"Brother Yan, there's no way forward!"

Zhang Wubing shouted from a distance: "It's raining in the mountains ahead. The heavy rain has washed away the bridge. Now we can't take the route we originally planned. We may have to take another route."

rainstorm?

No wonder, so the mud he saw was also due to the previous rain?

Yan Shixun nodded: "Okay."

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