Chapter 83 Huaishui Village
Province S is an economically backward province. Except for the provincial capital city which has developed well due to its historical and cultural resources, other cities are basically unheard of in China. When the name is mentioned, people will be stunned for a while before carefully asking where this place is, as they have never heard of it.
The food here is mainly pasta, and many pasta cooking methods have been derived, which attracts many tourists.
After Qi Gu and the other two left the airport, they boarded the director crew's bus.
The bus was air-conditioned, which was cool for other people, but a little cold for Lin Hanzhi. Qi Gu picked a spot for Lin Hanzhi where she could get some sunlight: "You can sit here."
"Thanks."
Lin Hanzhi and Qi Gu were sitting together. Mu Xingchen was about to look for Pubugesang when he found a girl sitting next to Pubugesang. The girl had two buns on her head, a shirt on the upper body and a plaid JK skirt on the lower body. Her fair palms were resting on a Miao knife standing upright on the ground, her fingertips gently tapping the handle. She had a sweet smile, and she had two dimples when she laughed.
New guest?
Just as Mu Xingchen was curious, Song An introduced to the barrage: "This is our new guest, Miao Yue."
Miao Yue smiled at the camera, her dimples were obvious and she looked extremely sweet: "Hello everyone, I'm Miao Yue, a three-hole girl who likes Hanfu, lolita skirts and JK. In short, I like all kinds of pretty little skirts. I'm also a fan of metaphysics."
[Wow, the new guest is a sweet girl! So cute! 】
[The skirt is so beautiful, please give me the link! 】
[The girl has the same hobbies as me, I also stay in the three pits, and my wallet is hurt]
[Beware of metaphysics enthusiasts. As everyone knows, the metaphysics enthusiast kid on Tangui has now become my brother.]
[Who understands the value of this program for metaphysics enthusiasts! ]
[Ms. Miaomiao’s sword looks so special, is it a ghost-catching tool? 】
[That's not a sword, it's a Miao Dao. It's quite different from a sword. Take a closer look.]
【oh oh】
"We have a new guest. Many people must have seen this guest on financial programs." Song An said this, and moved aside to reveal Fang Heng who had been blocked by him all the way.
"Hello everyone, I'm Fang Heng." Fang Heng looked much more energetic than before.
He touched his gray hair and greeted other guests one by one, especially Qi Gu. When he looked at Qi Gu, his eyes were full of expectation and hope.
[Fang Heng, isn’t this also a wealthy man? 】
[No, are all the rich people in our China so reckless? Why are you rushing to participate in such a horror show?]
[I remembered the story on the Internet that he was seeking wealth but was robbed. He really doesn’t look like he’s fifty years old. He looks almost like my grandfather who’s in his seventies.]
【You can just listen to what’s happening on the Internet】
"I shamelessly invested in the program team this time and begged to participate in the program in order to find my child. My child Fang Yuanwang was washed away by a mudslide while trying to save a child on his way to Huaishui Village to teach a year ago, and he has not been found yet. This time, I hope to find him with the help of Master Qi Gu." Fang Heng's old face was filled with excitement, grief and hidden desire that was difficult to fake.
[Hiss… No wonder he looked so much older a year ago. It turned out to be because of the loss of his son.]
[The unscrupulous marketing account also said that the person was attacked by evil magic, which is true]
[If I remember correctly, his wife also died very early]
[This is too tragic. Who can avoid aging?]
After Fang Heng was helped by Song An to sit down again, Song An continued, "By the way, we haven't mentioned the destination of our show for so long. This episode will be held in a village called Huaishui Village. This village is not well-known on the Internet, and there are no horror rumors circulating. But according to the data, the number of people who died of unnatural causes in this village in the past five years, and who were not deliberately killed by vendettas, is as high as 50. What is the reason that the unnatural death factor in an ordinary poor village is so high?"
Just as Song An was playing up the suspense, Miao Yue spoke up: "It's possible that the lucky ghost stole their luck."
Phub Gesang went on to say, "It could also be that a bad luck ghost is staying in their village. I used to catch... I heard a story about a bad luck ghost who was lazy and hid in a family to fleece them. He kept bringing misfortune to the family. Finally, the family couldn't stand the misfortune any more and moved away to get rid of it."
Qi Gu listened to the two people's discussion and said, "I have another idea, but I won't say it for now. If I say it out loud, it will know."
Mu Xingchen, who was completely confused after hearing the names of these ghosts, subconsciously looked at Lin Hanzhi, who was in the same situation as him. However, he saw that Lin Hanzhi was listening with great interest and did not show any sign of having his understanding ability monopolized by knowledge.
"I suggest that this time, everyone should not reveal our original purpose. After all, our destination this time is different from the previous two times, and there are other people living there." Qi Gu said.
"Why not pretend to be a poverty alleviation worker and go to the countryside to express condolences?" Lin Hanzhi said quickly. He had the most detailed information about the village in his data, and he also knew the extent of the poverty in the village.
Disguised as a poverty alleviation foundation...the villagers should not refuse the money that comes to their doorstep.
Moreover, the villagers in that village are so poor that they cannot afford smartphones. They have no idea there is such a program as "Tangui" and have no way to expose their lies.
【What's the meaning? Do you think people are tipping off ghosts? 】
「Ah, this…… shouldn’t be the case. Humans and ghosts have different paths.」
[If you say it out loud, people will know about it. It sounds a bit like Cthulhu.]
「Ah… Is this so scary? The last time I covered such a large area, the wish ghost didn’t have this effect.」
[If I scold it now, will it know?]
Song An finally adopted the suggestions of Qi Gu and Lin Hanzhi, and seized the last half hour on the bus to urgently create identities for everyone and asked everyone to memorize them.
In short, the reason why Tan Gui Charity Foundation took other people and the program team to Huaishui Village was to help the poor people there.
The bus came to a village road and could not go any further.
The road leading to Huaishui Village is a dirt road and is very narrow. It can only be used by vehicles such as bicycles or tricycles. Cars cannot enter.
"There's no other way, we can only walk in." Song An said, asking the staff to pack their things and put on their bags, and a group of people headed towards their destination in a lively manner.
There were one or two villagers working on the fields beside the path. They were braving the scorching summer sun and their sweat was so much that it condensed into salt. When the villagers suddenly saw such a well-dressed group of people, they dared not step forward to ask them questions and they all huddled and hid behind the crops in the fields.
Fang Heng's experience came in handy at this time. He came over and started chatting with people in a non-threatening manner about how to grow crops. He also said that he was also from this village and now had some wealth and wanted to come back to donate some money. He also brought the program crew and a group of his subordinates.
The village man's skin was tanned and red, and his soles were cracked from stepping on the ground. When he heard Fang Heng's words, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and he asked in a very unfluent Mandarin with a rural accent that Fang Heng had not heard for a long time: "Are you really here to donate money?"
"Of course." Fang Heng showed him some pictures of his donations at the right time.
"Thank you, thank you, you are such a good man..." The village man said, and was about to kneel down to Fang Heng. Fang Heng was unable to stop him, and the village man's knees went straight into the hardened soil. "You are such a good man, please save my child, please!"
Without saying a word, he started to kowtow.
Qi Gu saw a sharp piece of glass emerging from the land where he was about to kowtow.
"Don't let him knock down!" Qi Gu said as he ran forward.
But his physical strength has never been good, and it seemed that he would not be able to make it in time.
Suddenly, Miao Yue jumped out like a cheetah, even holding her heavy Miao Dao in her hand. She jumped past Qi Gu and came directly in front of the village man. She blocked with her Miao Dao and stopped the village man from kneeling.
The series of actions were so fast that it seemed as if they were being performed at double speed.
"Don't knock it, there's something on the ground." Miao Yue said, and kicked the glass fragments with the tip of her beautiful and exquisite leather shoes, and they were kicked directly onto the ridge of the field.
When everyone saw the fragment, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
If this thing were to hit him, there would be blood all over the live broadcast room!
The village man was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something, his expression suddenly turned ugly and pale.
"What's wrong?" Fang Heng asked.
"It's okay, it's okay, I can't say... You are good people, thank you!" The village man bowed heavily towards Fang Hengqi Gu and Miao Yue.
He said this, but he couldn't hide the panic on his face.
[Damn, this young lady is not a sports person, with this explosive power and speed, she beat Gugu by half a street in seconds, hahahaha]
[I laughed my ass off. I couldn’t help laughing out loud when I saw Gugu was stunned.]
[No one was injured or killed in this episode, except Qi Gu who was in poor physical condition ()]
[Have you noticed the lines of the girl's arms and calves? Although they look thin, they are all muscles when you exert force]
[Okay, okay, a muscular sweet girl, right? 】
[I'm glad that everyone is okay. Gugu and Miaomiao are both great! 】
[Why does this villager seem to be hesitant to speak? His expression is so strange. What exactly does he want to say? 】
[Are you trying to deceive me?] 】
Qi Gu didn't ask any more questions, but just said: "Tell us about your child's situation first, so that we can help you, right?"
The villager nodded and said, "My child was diagnosed with leukemia a month ago and is now in the hospital for treatment. I have borrowed money from all the relatives who are better off... But in a few days, it will be time to pay again. I have really gone to every family and asked for help... But everyone has children and elderly people, and they are not well off. Being able to lend a little is already a favor... It is better than having no money at all."
"My wife went to visit her relatives on her mother's side. I wanted to go with her, but she said that the fields at home need to be taken care of and the weeds need to be cleared. Otherwise, if the crops grow bad, we won't be able to sell them at a good price when the autumn harvest comes." As the villager said this, he actually picked up the hoe and began to clear the weeds and loosen the soil one by one.
sad? cry? The weight of reality weighed on him, leaving him no time to even cry.
"My friend, don't worry. We will all help you. After we clean up the weeds, we will go to your house together. If this is true, we will definitely pay for your medical expenses." Fang Heng said this and bent down to start pulling out weeds.
The staff and guests also hurried to follow.
There is strength in numbers, and the weeds were quickly cleared away. The village man then carried a hoe on his back and led everyone towards his home. When they arrived at the store in front of the village, he hesitated slightly, picking at the banknotes in his pocket with his fingers, but still walked in and bought a large bottle of Orange Juice and a bottle of Coke.
The drink was still cold after being taken out of the freezer. The village man, whose face had been tanned like a red monkey, rubbed his fingers on the cool bottle several times with curiosity.
Only then did he remember that his hands had been scratched in the mud. Fearing that he would be disliked, he quickly wiped the bottle on his open shirt.
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