Chapter 159: The atmosphere inside and outside the group was filled with patriotism.
Since the mountain wasn't anything special, Aya allocated three hours to the attraction.
Three hours passed in the blink of an eye. Accompanied by local pop music playing on the bus's stereo, Aya stood at the front of the bus counting the number of passengers.
Under Zhang Mo's lead, everyone shut down their live streams one by one.
Zhang Mo: "Alright, we've been broadcasting for quite a while now. It's lunch break time at our company, so I'll say goodbye to everyone."
[Seriously, which livestreaming company even has a lunch break?]
[Tonic medicine, Mr. Zhang, let's get some tonic medicine!]
[You've all logged off, what am I supposed to watch?]
"I probably won't be broadcasting today. You can go check out our other smaller streamers and give them some encouragement so they can work hard and get into the top ten as soon as possible. Bye-bye." With that, the ruthless Mr. Zhang closed his live stream.
"Have you all shut them down?"
All employees: "Shut down!"
At the same time, Aya finished cleaning up: "Okay, all 12 are here."
Then, Aya turned on the small megaphone on her waist, and her clear voice instantly filled the car: "Now that everyone is here, let's head to the next attraction immediately. The next attraction is specially chosen by our boss, Mr. Zhang. It's a local night market street with a very distinctive local character, and it has a history of several decades."
It will take us about two hours to get there, which will be just around dinnertime. You can buy some local snacks at the night market according to your own interests.
For example, I really like raw marinated octopus, I don't know if you have it where you are.
The method is also quite unique. First, the octopus is placed in clean water to allow it to expel the mud and sand. Then, it is rinsed clean with clean water. Next, the head is separated from the body, the internal organs of the octopus head are squeezed out, and the inedible parts such as the eyes and teeth are removed. Then, the octopus's outer skin is cut open with scissors...
Upon hearing this, Wu Yun and Jiang Mian turned pale and their pupils dilated in shock: The human race is truly too cruel!
“Excuse me.” Zhang Mo, sitting in the second row, interrupted Aya softly but decisively, “Two of our colleagues are allergic to seafood, so there’s no need to go into details, I’m afraid they’ll throw up. After all, your car looks quite expensive.”
Aya said awkwardly, "Oh, I'm sorry."
Zhang Mo smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just a night market. We can just go and explore it ourselves. There's no need for any introduction. The main thing is that our company is having an online meeting soon, so we won't have time for your explanation."
"Okay, okay." Aya nodded quickly, then turned to tell the driver to turn off the music in the car, so as not to disturb their meeting.
Seeing this, Zhang Mo said gently, "It's okay. Our company meetings are online text chats. Nobody talks, so just let the music play. It's quite nice."
Aya: "......?" Although she had never worked for a large company, she knew that online meetings seemed to require someone to speak.
Upon closer inspection, it was clear that everyone on the bus had their phones in hand, their eyes fixed intently on the screens, looking quite serious.
Even the blind young woman, Jiang Rong, had put on headphones, turned on the accessibility mode on her phone, and gently swiped her fingers across the screen, seemingly sensing the information coming from it.
Seeing Aya's blank expression, Zhang Mo patiently explained to her, "You don't understand, this is a special situation in our country. This is called work record keeping, which is to record and preserve the process, results, and communication of work through various methods and means, so that it can be retrieved, traced, audited, and evaluated in the future."
This facilitates accountability, performance evaluation, and experience summarization.
Aya seemed to understand, but not quite, and could only sit down with a blank expression: "...Ah, oh, I see."
I don't understand, but it sounds impressive.
Zhang Mo smiled behind her: "Yes, you've worked hard too. Take a nap in the car."
"Okay." Since the guest didn't need it, Aya didn't insist. She closed her eyes, feeling that she should take a nap; listening to this Chinese was giving her a headache.
Moreover, for some reason, she felt a chill in the carriage, as if an invisible coldness was rising from her feet. She instinctively pulled her sun-protective clothing tighter around herself, wondering to herself: Could the air conditioning be too cold? But the temperature hadn't changed. She had just asked the driver, who also looked puzzled and said he felt a little cold too. It was so strange…
Unbeknownst to her and the driver, on the luggage rack on the right side of the carriage, the ghost of a little girl in a white dress was covering her mouth, sobbing in terror and resentment.
The child clearly had Thai features, and was no more than three or four years old. His skin was a chilling bluish-gray, and his eyes were two deep, dark holes, devoid of any light. Through his fingers, one could see that his lips, as if stained with blood, were a deep, purplish-red, and slightly parted, revealing a row of sharp little teeth, as if ready to tear apart any approaching prey at any moment…
Seeing that Aya, who was sitting in the first row, was not moving, Zhang Mo then opened a WeChat group on her phone called "Shan Hai Live First Team Building Red Envelope Group".
Zhang Mo: @Zhang Yiming, alright, have your sister explain to me why she went there and brought a child back?
Zhang Youxuan, who was originally sitting next to Zhang Yiming, floated over to Zhang Mo's side, looking a little aggrieved: "I couldn't help it, it's too big in there. I just found my target and this brat got me all tangled up. She was babbling on and on, and I couldn't understand a word she was saying. She was even trying to bite me!" She was the only one on the bus who could speak, since the driver and Aya couldn't hear her anyway.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yiming was filled with worry and immediately asked in the group: Are you alright?
Yu Hui also spoke up in the group: Didn't I specifically reinforce it for you before you left?
Before coming to Thailand, fearing that the long journey would cause his soul to become unstable, Yu Hui even took ten minutes to draw a magic circle for Zhang Youxuan.
Zhang Youxuan, as a female ghost, is now terrifyingly powerful!
Seeing the group chat messages on Zhang Mo's phone, Zhang Youxuan pouted and said, "Yeah, so when I kicked her, she started crying. Then I saw her turn around and run away, looking like she was looking for help. There was no other way, so I had to drag her back."
Zhang Mo: Youxuan is right. This should be a Kumanthong. It is controlled by humans. If they find out, it will be more troublesome.
Wu Yun was the fastest in the group, and immediately asked if he didn't understand: What is a Kumanthong?
Zhang Mo briefly explained: "It's a kind of evil magic in Southeast Asia."
She then posted the encyclopedia entry for Kumanthong in the group chat.
Kuman Thong, a unique creature from Southeast Asia, is also known as "Golden Child" or "Buddha Child." Common materials include fragrant wood, resin, metal, and plaster. It is made by combining the ashes and bones of children who died young with other items to create objects shaped like children.
In Thailand, there are specialized temples and venues that offer services such as the creation and consecration of Kuman Thong (a type of Thai amulet).
Many people believe that Kuman Thong has the ability to help people fulfill their wishes. The worshipper only needs to provide Kuman Thong with food, drinks and other offerings every day, and pray and communicate with it. In this way, Kuman Thong will secretly help them solve various problems in their lives.
Even within the Chinese entertainment industry, there are many legends about celebrities raising ghost children.
Yu Hui: I see.
Zhang Mo: ......
Zhang Mo was puzzled: Isn't this your area of expertise? It's understandable that they don't know, but how come even you don't know?
Mr. Zhang had strong doubts about Master Yu's professional competence.
Yu Hui quickly and forcefully replied: "Our Chinese civilization is so profound and extensive that I can hardly keep up with it all. Who has time to look at this kind of low-class, evil magic from a small country?"
Xiaotao: √
Jiuxuan: That's true.
Wu Yun: That makes sense.
Langri: +1
Langyue: +2
Lang Xing: +10086
Everyone chimed in, and the group was filled with an atmosphere of patriotism!
At this moment, national pride burns brightly on foreign soil!
Zhang Mo: ......
I really want to change the Thai pop music the driver is playing to "Love My China"...
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