Time goes back half an hour.
Jing Cheng and Qin Yan said a few words, and then they disappeared from the sight of the program crew one after another.
At that time, Fu Le was watching the comments from netizens in the live broadcast room with the photographer and did not notice the movements of the two people.
"Incredible Journey" is a program that is filmed and broadcasted one episode at a time, and the post-production is quite fast. Because the Bijia Village incident was too serious, and Yan Xiu was unconscious for no reason, the program team had to release some of the Bijia Village footage in advance on the online video platform that cooperated with the program team in order to appease netizens. There were a lot of shots of Yan Xiu in it.
The purpose is to "tell" the outside world that Yan Xiu is fine.
Even if something really happened, he was "fine" until the hospital issued a death notice.
Now that the program has been changed into a live variety show, the previous episode in Bijia Village has to be "invalidated". After all, "inviting gods to possess the body" is simply nonsense. Due to the special nature of Bijia Village, the program crew did not shoot any key content. There were only the daily gags of the guests. In the end, it even became a "legal program", which has never happened since the program was launched.
An Qi and Xin Guang left the group early due to breach of contract, so their shots were completely deleted. With two less guests out of the seven, the other guests would have a lot more shots. The originally low-key Jing Cheng also got a lot of shots.
Although he always wears a mask and does not show his true face, people are so contradictory. The more they hide themselves, the easier it is to attract people's interest. What's more, Jing Cheng has a handsome face and lively eyes, which cannot be hidden by a mask.
The most important thing is Jingcheng’s identity!
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When Zhao Yi introduced other guests, he used the title "Master Jing".
Such a young Taoist priest?!
The handsome young man was suddenly shrouded in a mysterious aura.
Netizens have become more interested in Jing Cheng.
Most of the people surfing the Internet are young people. They don’t care about feudal superstitions or not. On the contrary, people or things with mysterious colors are more likely to arouse their curiosity and exploration.
So this time the program team suddenly decided to broadcast the "Parade of Gods" in the ancient city live, and netizens flocked to the event. In addition to those who were truly interested in the "Parade of Gods" of traditional culture, many people came to see "Master Jing".
Zhao Yi glanced at the screen and saw that netizens were basically posting comments like "Let Master Jing take off his mask, I want to see his beauty" or "Why do you have to cover your face? Are you so ugly that you can't face others?" He was shocked and quickly asked the photographer to point the camera at Jing Cheng.
However, Jing Cheng and Qin Yan left the team in a hurry, and netizens could only see two tall and blurry figures.
The audience came with great interest, but after waiting for a long time they only saw a back figure, and they were immediately dissatisfied.
"What are you going to do, Taoist priest?"
"Where is he? I waited in the live broadcast room for two hours, just to see his back?"
"It's too dark, I can't see people clearly. If the production team has so much money, why don't they turn on more lights?"
"You are so beautiful, and you are still going out so late. Be careful not to be kidnapped."
"It's a big tourist town after all, so there shouldn't be any kidnapping or trafficking happening here, right?"
"What kind of Taoist priest would come to participate in a variety show? I think it's hype!"
"I watched the video of Bijia Village. I heard that the Taoist priest found out the culprit. I just want to say one thing: awesome!"
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"No, why is the screen full of 'Taoist priests'? Are they all Internet trolls? Where are the other guests? Where is Yan Xiu? Why didn't he appear on camera?"
"Yes, I've been wanting to say this for a long time. Where is our Xiaoyan? Why is Xiaoyan not in the live broadcast room? Can the director explain it to me?"
Zhao Yi always paid attention to the comments, and when he saw this, he quickly explained: "The live broadcast was decided at the last minute, and not all guests will participate."
Fu Le poked Director Zhao and said dissatisfiedly: "Some people say that you are hyping it up. You should explain quickly. My brother Jing is not hyping it up. He will never get involved in the entertainment industry!"
Zhao Yi wiped his face and felt that young people nowadays were really difficult to please.
At this moment, the procession stopped in front of the Taoist temple. The leading judge helped the "King of Hell" down from the high chair and solemnly lit three incense sticks in the large jar in front of the Taoist temple.
The firecrackers stopped going off, and the onlookers quieted down, watching the scene in front of them quietly.
The gate of the Taoist temple was wide open, and many Taoists in green robes came out one after another, bowing to the parade team. Judging from their appearance, their average age was over 40.
This time, Zhao Yi didn't need to say anything; the photographer quickly pointed the camera in the direction of the Taoist temple.
"It feels so solemn for some reason..."
"What's so good about a bunch of old men? I want to see the beautiful young Taoist priest!"
"What are they doing? Are they holding a large-scale feudal superstitious activity? Why hasn't anyone reported it?"
"The parade is a traditional cultural activity, don't you understand? It's also called the Nuo sacrifice, which originated in the Han Dynasty and has been around for more than 2,000 years. If you don't understand, don't show off your IQ."
The "yin officials" holding the statues of gods walked into the Taoist temple in order and placed the statues on a high platform in the temple.
The pilgrims knelt on the cushions in front of the statue and kowtowed.
The leading Taoist priest took three incense sticks from the young Taoist priest with a solemn expression, lit them, and extinguished them by shaking them left and right. Then he turned to face the statue, raised the incense sticks high with both hands, level with his forehead, and bowed in salute.
As he bowed, the Taoist priests beside him shouted in unison: "Always burn incense in your heart to achieve great purity."
When three incense sticks were inserted into the incense burner in front of the statue, the Taoist priests on both sides stretched out their voices and sang in dialect: "The Tao is learned from the heart, and the heart is passed on through incense... Let me report this to you, and it will reach you within three days."
The believers kowtowed again, and some of them who were at the back of the queue, who didn't get a cushion, knelt directly on the ground. There were men, women, young and old, people of all ages, and all of them had pious expressions on their faces.
The square became very quiet for a while, with many tourists even "bowing every three steps or kowtowing every seven steps" and slowly walking up to the altar to donate money into the merit box beside it. Some donated one or ten yuan, while others donated fifty or a hundred yuan. It was all a token of their appreciation.
Some Taoists solemnly saluted the believers. Whenever someone donated money, they would light a stick of incense in the jar. Soon, the jar was filled with many incense sticks.
The altar was filled with smoke, and the Taoists recited scriptures clearly.
"I don't understand..."
"Is this a spell? What the hell is that?"
"I went to the ancient city during the Chinese New Year last year. I heard that the incense mantra was chanted. This mantra must be chanted whenever burning incense."
"For your information, the following passages are The Three Pure Ones' Precious Edict and The Savior of Suffering's Precious Edict. The Taoist priests in this temple are really good. They can actually recite them by heart."
"Wow... It feels so spectacular. If I had known it was so interesting, I would have taken a leave to go to the ancient city."
As everyone was discussing the issue, a unique comment caught the attention of netizens and the program crew.
"I don't know if it's my illusion, but I seem to hear a strange sound. Whose cat is calling? Is it spring?"
"It's already autumn, what's the point of calling it spring?" Fu Le noticed this comment and said, "This generation of netizens is so vulgar."
"..." The photographer at the side explained with a frown, "Cats are in heat regardless of the season."
"Oh, is that so?" Fu Le asked in surprise, "Then why isn't it called Summer, or Autumn or Winter?"
Photographer: “…” Young Master, are you here to cause trouble?
Perhaps the photographer's expression was really bad, Fu Le realized something and quickly waved his hand and said, "Oh, sorry, I don't have a cat, so I don't know this."
Photographer: “…” This is not a question of whether to keep a cat or not. This is common sense that even elementary school students know. Master, are you really a high school student?
Looking at the screen again, the comments were already bursting with laughter, and everyone was making fun of the voice that just appeared, asking who is this guy who is so talented!
Finally, one netizen concluded:
"My friend who said 'Calling. Spring' earlier, even if you heard such a serious scene, don't say it out loud...you'll expose your dirty heart."
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When the sacrificial ceremony was halfway through, a layer of fog suddenly rose in the middle of the street. The veil-like fog moved with the wind and gradually spread to the entire street.
Professor Fu took off his glasses and wiped off the white mist on them, and said in surprise: "Strange, why is it foggy at this time?"
"Is it going to rain?" a staff member asked, "Director Zhao, should we go back first?"
Zhao Yi looked around and saw that the strange fog was getting thicker and thicker, and he could hardly see the direction ahead.
The crowd gradually became agitated, and voices of all sizes were asking what was going on. It was obvious that the sudden appearance of thick fog caused everyone to panic.
"Wait a moment. If there are too many people, there may be a stampede. Let's move to the side." Zhao Yi said solemnly.
The audience in the live broadcast room can see the changes in the environment most intuitively.
"Wait, did you notice that it seems to be foggy?"
"Fuck! Why can't I see clearly?"
"Where are the people? Why did the smog suddenly appear..."
"Hasn't the air quality in the ancient city always been 'excellent'? How could there be smog?"
"It's all the fault of those people setting off firecrackers in front, polluting the environment."
"What's going on? Is the screen cracked?"
"???"
"This is so weird, can anyone tell me what's going on?"
The photographer wiped the live broadcast lens and shook his head, saying, "It's no good. The lens is stained and netizens can't see anything."
At this time, the crowd had begun to riot and make a mess, pushing and shoving each other, and no one was willing to give in. There were adults swearing and children crying.
The staff member holding the live broadcast equipment was pushed and almost fell down. He said angrily: "What kind of character is this? If they keep making such a fuss for a while, something bad will definitely happen!"
Zhao Yi frowned: "Forget it, let's go first."
"No, don't leave yet!" Fu Le was horrified and quickly stopped them, saying, "Those two people haven't come back yet!"
Although Fu Le did not mention any specific names, everyone in the program crew knew who "those two people" he was talking about.
"Do you know where they went?" Zhao Yi asked.
Just as he finished speaking, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from not far ahead. The crowd exclaimed and looked in that direction.
Faintly, everyone seemed to hear a sharp whistle, which sounded like a painful roar from the throat of a wild beast, carrying with it endless misery and unwillingness.
After the roar stopped, they found that the fog in front of them suddenly dissipated.
Tourists: “?”
Not long after, Jing Cheng, covered in blood and with a murderous look on his face, appeared in front of them.
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