"Mr. Song...you are..."

"Word to the God of Pig?"

"It's not right to sacrifice... How can you use half a pig's head for sacrifice?"

The camera guy didn't understand, but was shocked.

Song Yu's mouth was so angry that he was furious.

He wanted to accuse the camera of breaking into his private sphere and invading his privacy.

But as soon as the words came to my mouth, I heard the person opposite him say, "I knocked on the door, but you may be too focused and didn't hear it."

"And when we were sending you the keys to the cabin, we said that if you open the door, it means that the default program team can shoot." The cameraman.

"I..."

"I was sleepwalking just now..."

Song Yu began to talk nonsense against his scalp.

That's right.

He is just sacrificing.

When he came back just now, he found that the pig's head was different from the morning, which scared him so much that his soul flew away.

So he pasted all the amulets he sought from the Taoist temple onto the pig.

【????Sleepwalking and sticking to pigs?】

[??? What did Juju do wrong? You have to do this with Juju

[I am so laughing. Can you not make it so outrageous? Those talismans are so neatly posted, how can they be posted by sleepwalking people?]

[Doesn't anyone think this pig's head looks evil? It looks like a cult.]

【You are not alone upstairs】

【I also】

【Reported...】

【...】

Just as the cameraman was about to get off work with a stuck face, he found that the live broadcast room was dark the second before.

The entire channel was blocked!

Suspected of feudal superstition.

At once....

The cameraman sighed while collecting things with the camera.

"Mr. Song, I can't tell you. You can't just do it in a short while."

Song Yu:??

He fucked it!

he...

Song Yu didn't want to speak anymore.

After confirming that the camera guy's camera was turned off, he went outside with his pig's head, found a place similar to an intersection at the entrance of the village, drew a circle, and burned the pig's head.

Although there is only half a pig's head, he is also a real fat pig.

The head is particularly big.

Very thick, too.

After burning for a long time, it didn't melt. The skin became dark, but there was a burnt aroma of barbecue.

Song Yu didn't eat at night, but he didn't dare to eat at this time.

"Why can't it be burned?" Could it be that Hao Youqian's soul is really parasitized on this pig?

This is not right...

If so, why did he throw the pig's head out of the refrigerator last night?

Song Yu couldn't figure it out.

"Because there is a little bit of missing." Someone suddenly spoke behind him, scaring Song Yu so much that he almost got into the fire.

"Who! Who is it!" He looked around vigilantly, not daring to look back.

The old man said that when someone calls you a name at night, don’t look back casually.

"It doesn't matter who it is...what matters is why don't you put salt on your barbecue? Don't sprinkle cumin chili."

Song Yu:??

Song Yu looked down at the shadow on the ground.

It’s the person who speaks!

Turning back, he met the photographer's curious gaze.

Song Yu:@##￥%

Without the camera, I just wanted to [crawl darkly.] [Twisted] Screaming Song Yu stared at him with a expressionless and gloomy face.

"Photo Wang is so late and still not sleeping?"

The camera guy: "I don't sleep... I ate too much braised elbows at night and went out for a walk."

Song Yu:.

The cameraman squatted beside him with his hands in his arms: "I really don't add some cumin? I told you that the meat on the mountain is very delicious."

Song Yu squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "I haven't eaten it before!"

So needless to say, get out of get off work!!

The cameraman nodded: "Oh, then you are quite pitiful."

Song Yu:......

It’s so pitiful to meet you!!

"Okay, okay, I'll leave, Mr. Song, please collect it slowly, but there is something I have to remind you. Although there is no one patrolling the village at night, there is a dedicated cleaning in the clinic. You'd better keep all the garbage you burned before tomorrow morning. Otherwise, our program team will not be able to control what the villagers will do to you."

Song Yu sneered: "What can you do with your program team?"

A love affair!!

Love in all kinds of things!

His wife ran away!!

The photographer seemed to be stopped by him, and he tilted his head and thought for a while before giving an answer.

"Some of them can still be managed...such as calling an ambulance for you."

Song Yu:???

Is this human word?

Photography: "Of course, if you don't want us to call an ambulance, it's really a problem. If you died in our program team, it doesn't matter, we'll have a funeral."

Song Yu:@##￥%

He said one more word to him, he is a dog! Really!!

The photographer left and left two green onions and a handful of chili peppers that he had not finished eating at night.

Song Yu looked at the thing and hesitated for a moment, but he didn't dare to give it to the Zhu family.

He just made up for some messy supernatural knowledge.

It turns out that there is something like a ghost...

If he ate the pig's head and was pregnant with a ghost child...

But before the pig's head was finished, his mother called again.

Before his mother could speak, he said first: "Mom, I'm very tired. I want to make money. I want to support my family. Can you stop making trouble with me? If you ask your second aunt to take care of you, I'll give you money."

"And you tell Xiaobao that he has something to do to find his sister. His sister is several years older than him. Children will solve the problem of children themselves."

"Or you call Xiao Chenchen, if you can't, buy a new phone card, and you can always get it."

When he was watching Ling Bingbing's live broadcast room today, he saw his wife playing with her mobile phone there. He didn't know who she was chatting with, and he smiled very happily.

But they couldn't get through, so there was only one reason, that is, they were all blocked.

He speaks very fast, comparable to a TV station's news reporter.

She was stunned by Song's mother.

I haven't replied for a long time.
To be continued...