Xia Yiqian saw that Kong Yanqing really didn't intend to serve as a foil for her. She squatted beside her legs and cried when she was catching ghosts. Now she was a little disappointed.
Seeing Assistant Zhang calling him to go for the filming, he simply ignored the fat peacock who had finished chatting but did not keep his promise, and walked directly into the camera range.
A total of nine guests quickly stood at the entrance of Wanfu Inn, and the several cameramen behind them were also in place.
Tao Yang held the card board in his hand, and with a "click!", the recording of this episode officially began.
The host said to the camera directly in front of the camera: "The program team has already prepared the rooms for everyone to stay in for the next two nights, and installed cameras in every place except the bathroom. Please feel free to use them.
Okay, now please enter, everyone! Try to find clues about Wanfu Inn and solve the problem as quickly as possible! "
Xia Yiqian had not yet forgotten that she was going to grab the camera. She followed the group in, looked around, but found nothing.
Taoist Xuanyi glanced at the furnishings inside and said, "This place is a bit strange."
Meranda looked at him puzzledly, “I don’t feel any luck here, nor do I feel any spiritual smell.
Either the guys here are way better than me, or there's nothing here at all."
Now is the Dharma Ending Age, and everyone’s strength is not very strong. The spirits that she cannot feel at all are almost non-existent.
But it is even more impossible to say that there is nothing here. The program crew can't just take them to a place where there is nothing to play around, right?
She subconsciously turned her head to look at Xia Yiqian and asked in an awkward tone, "Qianqian, do you think there is a problem here?"
Xia Yiqian shook her head. "It's too clean. It doesn't look like a haunted house."
"Right!" This time, Taoist Xuanyi rarely disagreed with Xia Yiqian. He pointed at the entrance to the store with a serious expression and said, "It's just too clean. This is also what I felt was wrong just now.
Look at the situation here, it's a dead end.
With this formation here, many people will probably die here.
And look at the door directly opposite. From the perspective of Feng Shui, this pattern is called "Chuan Tang Sha" and is a very bad omen.
What's more, there is a rockery outside the back door, so the "evil spirits" can't even get out of this door and are all trapped in this inn.
I checked the situation here on the way, and there haven't been any deaths in decades.
If the formation is not broken, the possibility of this happening is almost zero."
When everyone heard his explanation, they felt a little uneasy.
If there really was a death formation here, why hadn't it taken effect before? Could it have just happened to take effect after they entered?
Bai Lingyu knocked on the wall next to him and said, "I don't sense any breath of the dead around here. Of course, I don't sense any breath of the living except us."
Xia Yiqian glanced at him inconspicuously, with a strange expression on her face. She always felt that this man had said something very useless nonsense.
I wanted to interrupt and say something to steal the spotlight, but I felt it would be cheap to take up such a meaningless topic, so in the end I didn't agree with him and asked anything.
It's just that he changed the angle silently while moving, completely blocking Bai Lingyu, the honest child who didn't even know how to look at the camera.
This way the audience can see more of her, right?
She is so smart, she is so happy~
The other people were discussing something wrong, but in Xia Yiqian's opinion, none of it was right and it was beneath her dignity to interrupt them.
But if you say nothing and do nothing, it does seem a bit boring, right?
A light bulb went off in Xia Yiqian's head. Wasn't the reason she talked so much just to allow the camera to capture more of her?
Why not just grab the camera?
After realizing this, Xia Yiqian relied on her extraordinary body skills to position herself in front of each camera.
At this time, Wu Zhong was sitting on the sofa in his home, holding his mobile phone and watching the program "Tian Di Xuan Huang" with a serious face. He kept an eye on the comments about Xia Yiqian in the barrage, waiting for any particularly bad comments so that he could send out the Internet army to change the public opinion.
But as he watched, his blood pressure rose and the expression on his face gradually faltered.
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