Arriving at the entrance of the village, Wang Qi stopped in front of the ancient temple and took out his mobile phone to take pictures of the statues inside.
After all, it can be regarded as the characteristic of Fentou Village. I am going to make a short video and put it on the live broadcast forum.
While they were taking pictures, the old village chief emerged from the main room behind the ancient temple wearing his clothes.
"Xiao Qi, what are you doing? You can't be disrespectful to Lord Qishen!" The old village chief immediately straightened his face and scolded him softly.
"I'll leave it as a souvenir, haha." Wang Qi smiled and put away his phone.
He knew that the old people in the village were in awe of praying to the gods from the bottom of their hearts.
But Wang Qi is at the forefront of promoting science and opposing feudal superstition. Can you believe this?
When he was a child, he liked to sneak to ancient temples to play.
He even peed behind the statue.
"Village Chief, I'm leaving. I'll come back to see you later." Wang Qi waved to the old village chief and left with his backpack on his back.
"Slow down on the road." The old village chief warned from a distance.
Looking at Wang Qi's back, the old village chief's face, full of vicissitudes of life, was suddenly filled with sighs and sighs.
He walked up to the statue of praying to the gods and lit the incense respectfully.
"This child..." He muttered softly, with deep pity in his eyes.
If anyone in Fentou Village knows Wang Qi best, it must be the old village chief.
Unlike the villagers in the village who have little knowledge, the old village chief went down to the mountains to wander around when he was young. He has experienced a lot and knows a lot of things.
When Wang Qi was eight years old, he ran into the mountains and got lost, killing his parents in vain. After that, the child changed.
Only the old village chief knows what happened to Wang Qi.
Extreme grief and regret were imprinted in Wang Qi's heart like a shackle.
In external terms, it is a kind of self-hypnosis.
He allowed himself to forget the death of his parents. This strong emotion and obsession even left the souls of his parents at home, living as before.
At the same time he began to become a staunch atheist.
Even if you encounter something supernatural, even if you know there is something strange in your heart, you will still deceive yourself and try to explain it in a scientific and reasonable way.
Under the advice of the old village chief, the people in the village have never given up on this point.
For Wang Qi, how could he believe that there are ghosts in this world?
Because if he accepts that there are ghosts in this world.
That means that his parents are already dead.
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Following the familiar mountain road down the mountain, Wang Qi arrived at the entrance of Lushui Town.
I called Xiao Gao and the others before setting off yesterday and made an appointment to meet here.
While waiting, Wang Qi took out his mobile phone and found that there was already a signal, so he posted everything in the draft box to the live broadcast forum one by one.
The scenery in the mountains is infinitely beautiful. You are welcome to visit our Fentou Mountain when you have time.
These contents can only be posted on the live broadcast forum now. Later, he will have to get a bib account and run it well. After all, doesn’t he have an assistant now? That’s what the assistant does.
After those things were sent out, there was a reply very quickly.
"Damn it, Fengtou Village in Fengtou Mountain, what an auspicious name this is!"
"I finally understand why the anchor is so brave and likes to commit suicide so much!"
"Anchor, what kind of serious illness can you specify? Bottomless cracks, poisonous snakes that seal their throats with blood, gloomy will-o'-the-wisps in graveyards...these things are very scary, okay!"
"I will definitely give you a reward when the anchor broadcasts next time!"
Wang Qi browsed the information with a smile.
Of course he knew that Funtou Mountain was not a good place, but Wang Qi never felt that there was anything wrong with being a poor kid from Funtou Mountain, whether he was in Lushui Town or Qingling City.
I never shy away from telling people about my origin. What’s wrong with children in the mountains? They are not any worse than children in the city.
We are so optimistic!
Keep refreshing the forum and browsing the comments.
Suddenly, Wang Qi saw a strange message.
"Look at the last short video posted by the anchor. There seems to be something wrong with the god. He seems to be blinking!"
Under this message, replies quickly appeared.
"That's right, that's right. I looked carefully and it seems that this statue is really blinking!"
"And do you feel that this statue looks a bit like Xiaoqi?"
"Is this...is this a supernatural event?"
Wang Qi frowned. The short video mentioned in the message was the video he took when he left Fentou Village.
Curiously, he turned to the video and Wang Qi checked it carefully.
"Huh?" The video was only about ten seconds long. The screen kept shaking. The ancient temple was a little dim in the morning and it was difficult to see clearly.
But the majestic eyes on the lifelike statue of the praying god did flicker, as if they blinked.
Wang Qi watched the short video back and forth several times attentively. Suddenly, his heart moved and he burst into laughter.
Bang bang bang, he quickly left a message on his mobile phone.
"Family members, how could the statue blink? This is a simple visual illusion. It's all because the pixels of the mobile phone cannot capture such a detailed picture. In addition, the lens is shaking and the environment is dark, which creates this phenomenon of blinking.
An illusion of the eye.”
Wang Qi started some well-founded science popularization.
He is not talking nonsense. He has watched a popular science program before, which mentioned this phenomenon.
Many people have shot similar videos and were scared at first. However, after a rigorous analysis, experts successfully found the reason. In fact, it was just an illusion caused by insufficient pixels.
Let's get closer to science and don't think about those strange things!
After Wang Qi's explanation, someone quickly left a message: It's not uncommon for the statue to seem to be blinking due to pixel problems, but now that mobile phone cameras have very high pixels, this kind of problem doesn't exist at all, right?
But before Wang Qi saw this message, a car suddenly stopped beside him.
The visitor is Zhou Cheng. Wang Qi also contacted him yesterday and made an appointment to meet here. It was he who told Wang Qi about the supernatural incident of gambling on ghosts and lives. You have to ask him in detail about the relevant information.
"Wang Qi, we haven't seen each other for a long time." Zhou Cheng got out of the car.
Zhou Zhou is of average height, not tall, and has a slutty slicked back hair.
It's obviously a bit cloudy now, but he is still wearing a pair of sunglasses.
As soon as he saw him, Wang Qi's mind immediately recalled the previous unpleasantness.
Being targeted by Zhou Cheng in school was nothing, and Wang Qi never took it seriously. However, the essay contest held in the town during his sophomore year of high school still haunts Wang Qi to this day.
The prize money for that essay contest was five hundred yuan.
To others it might be just pocket money, but to Wang Qi at that time, it was just a few months of living expenses.
When he heard about this essay contest, he immediately signed up for it. After thinking hard, he finally wrote an excellent essay. The teachers praised the essay for its high artistic content.
But in the end, this essay only won the second prize, and the prize was a certificate.
The first prize winner was Zhou Cheng. Wang Qi had read the essay he wrote. It was nonsense and ugly.
But who gave him a good title for his composition?
It's called: My mayor father.
——Let me ask you, once this essay topic is given, who can ordinary people do it?
This incident has been going on for a long time, and Wang Qi is still aggrieved.