Wang Qi became interested in Lan Ying's supernatural story and chose to conduct a live interview with her.
Lan Ying is not a native of Qingling, but she lives not far from Qingling.
After receiving Wang Qi's confirmation, she expressed her willingness to make a trip to Qingling.
That evening, Wang Qi took his live broadcast team to an urban village in Qingling City.
Under the bustling city, there are always places that are out of place.
The houses are dilapidated and scattered, and most of them are bungalows.
Public service facilities such as roads and street lights are not perfect.
Public security and safety are not guaranteed either.
"Why does she live in a place like this?" The hearse stopped at an intersection. After getting out of the car, Wang Qi looked at the surroundings and sighed, "If you have any difficulties, you can tell us in advance. I still have many vacant rooms over there."
Following Xiao Gao and Lao Chen who got out of the hearse, they hesitated to speak.
Brother Qi, your haunted house is no better than this one!
"I originally wanted to arrange a place for her to live, but she chose this place on her own." Xiao Gao explained, looking around.
Lan Ying came to Qingling in the afternoon, and the Spiritual Management Bureau was paying attention to her.
She originally just wanted to participate in Wang Qi's live broadcast and was not expected to stay long.
But for some reason, she didn't choose to stay in a hotel or hotel. Instead, she went to this village in the city and rented a house with a courtyard.
This kind of place is cheap, but it is usually not rented for short periods of time. She rented it for a month.
Lan Ying herself is eccentric, so choosing a place like this to live broadcast makes her look even more mysterious and sneaky.
The special commissioner team has already deployed its defenses around the area.
According to the address given by Lan Ying, Wang Qi took Xiao Gao, Lao Chen and Xiao Zhan to the gate of a bungalow.
After Wang Qi knocked on the door, someone stopped on the other side of the door with the sound of footsteps.
"Who?" a woman's voice asked, a little wary.
"I am atheist Xiao Qi. I have agreed in advance that I will interview you live." Wang Qi said in a gentle voice.
The door was opened a crack, and one eye looked over in the darkness, confirming that it was really Wang Qi, and then opened the door.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, come in." The woman behind the door invited.
It was Lan Ying who was very beautiful, but her face was haggard and a little nervous.
While speaking, he hid a wooden stick in his hand behind his back.
"The public security here is not good. I am a woman with a child..." she explained with a smile.
Wang Qi quickly expressed his understanding.
Xiao Gao examined Lan Ying and determined that the woman in front of him was not supernatural, but just a little gloomy.
Wang Qi followed Lan Ying into the small courtyard and was suddenly stunned for a moment.
The lights in the yard are not bright, but you can still see that the ground is covered with a white granular object, which is not like sand.
"What is this?" Wang Qi looked at Lan Ying strangely.
"Glutinous rice and salt." Lan Ying explained with a smile on her face, "These things can ward off evil spirits and prevent dirty things from approaching, so wherever I go, I will sprinkle these things at all entrances."
"Uh..." Wang Qi was speechless. It seemed that this lady was quite superstitious. He asked, "Does it work?"
"It works very well." Lan Ying nodded, convinced of this.
Xiao Zhan followed Wang Qi and stepped on the glutinous rice. Her little face suddenly twitched slightly.
"Are you okay?" Seeing this, Xiao Gao asked in a low voice.
It is true that glutinous rice and salt can ward off evil spirits, but the effect is not strong.
Otherwise, why would they need exorcists?
However, Xiaozhang is a zombie, and Nuomi is relatively restrained against zombies. If she suddenly steps on Nuomi, she may feel uncomfortable.
Xiaozhan is indeed feeling very unwell now.
She tightened her little face, put her hands on her hips and said in dialect: "The worst thing is to waste food. With so much glutinous rice, how many rice dumplings can the landlady make?"
"..."
It should be that Xiaozhan's level is high enough to be completely immune to Nuomi's restraint. To her, this thing is like making rice dumplings...
"When you do this kind of live broadcast, you should have some ways to ward off evil spirits, right?" Lan Ying, who was leading Wang Qi to the main room, asked at this time.
"Yes." Wang Qi nodded.
"What is it?" Lan Ying immediately became interested.
"Strong atheism."
Wang Qi looked serious. He followed Lan Ying into the main room. He saw a statue of Guanyin enshrined directly opposite the door. He couldn't help but continued: "You can post a photo of me in the house later, which may be better than enshrining it."
These all work.”
Lan Ying: "..."
She looked at Wang Qi strangely for a few times and then stopped continuing the topic.
The furniture in the house is shabby, the TVs are all big-headed, and the walls are stained with a layer of sallow.
But it was clean and tidy and there was no smell.
Except for the smell of smoke from several incense sticks being lit on the shrine dedicated to the Guanyin statue opposite the door.
A little girl is sitting on the sofa, holding a mobile phone in her hand and watching videos.
The cheerful music is coming from the mobile phone. It is the brainwashing children's song that is very popular recently: "Listen to me, thank you..."
Many short videos are accustomed to using this song as the background sound.
But it’s been used too much, and now the song has become a mocking joke.
Wang Qi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, because he drew this song in the lottery two days ago...
I don’t know what the dog system means either.
Xiao Gao and Lao Chen walked into the house, and their eyes were immediately attracted by the statue of Guanyin enshrined on the shrine.
They discerned that the statue already had a certain spirituality.
Many people enshrine statues of gods in their homes, such as the God of Wealth, Guanyin, Guan Erye, etc.
There are no gods in China, but this kind of worship is not completely useless.
Some idols have been worshiped a lot, and under the influence of faith and will, some spirits will be born, which can indeed have a certain effect of avoiding disasters and attracting wealth.
The state does not prohibit this behavior.
The Guanyin statue in Lanying's house is very clean and has all the necessary offerings. It probably does not exist in the house itself, but was brought by her when she came to Qingling.
It may have been enshrined for many years and must be carried with you wherever you go. Only in this way can it produce a certain spirituality.
"This is my daughter, Manman." Lan Ying introduced the little girl on the sofa to Wang Qi.
Manman looks five or six years old and cute.
Maybe she had just taken a shower, her hair was slightly damp, and she was wearing cute cartoon pajamas.
She looked over curiously, and immediately lowered her head when she met Wang Qi's smiling gaze.
He is a child who is afraid of life, Wang Qi thought to himself.
If I had known earlier, I would have brought Komori here. Komori is very popular with little girls, as evidenced by Niuniu last time...
Xiao Gao looked at Manman and determined that there seemed to be nothing wrong with the little girl.
"You can take a seat first." Lan Ying entertained Wang Qi and served tea and water.
Wang Qi was about to start broadcasting. He handed the selfie stick to Lao Chen and took out his mobile phone to log in to the live broadcast platform.
At this time, seeing Lan Ying leaving the house to pour water in the kitchen on the west side of the yard, Man Man suddenly walked over timidly.
"What's the matter? Manman." Wang Qi asked with a smile.
"Uncle, have you seen my dad?" Manman raised his head and asked.
He also glanced at the door, as if he didn't want his words to be heard by Lan Ying.
Hearing this question, Wang Qi and Xiao Gao were a little surprised.
Information shows that Manman was fostered before, and Lan Ying only recently picked her up.
But Lan Ying seems to have always been single, and in the daily videos she posts, there are only two of her and Manman.
Where does Manman’s father come from?
"Dad is outside the house, but mom won't let dad in. Dad is so pitiful..." Manman continued, sniffing her little nose sadly.
Lan Ying walked in carrying a kettle.
Manman quickly closed her mouth, climbed onto the sofa again, and started playing with her mobile phone.
"I just moved in today. There aren't many things in the house. Don't mind it." Lan Ying poured water for several people from paper cups.
She didn't see the scene just now, so she asked Wang Qi to wait for a moment, then pulled Manman into the room next to her, and coaxed Manman to sleep first.
Xiao Gao thought about Man Man's words and glanced thoughtfully at the glutinous rice scattered in the yard.
Looking back, he suddenly noticed something and his expression became anxious.
"Xiao Zhan, what are you doing?" Xiao Gao asked quickly.
Xiao Zhan stood in front of the shrine in the house, where there were several plates of fruit for worship.
She was picking up an orange furtively.
When Xiao Gao found out, he quickly put the hand holding the orange behind his back.
"You can't take the oranges here casually, Xiao Zhan, please put them back quickly." Xiao Gao walked over to persuade, and looked at the statue apologetically.
This Guanyin statue has been born with a touch of spirituality.
It would be a huge offense to Xiao Zhan if a zombie offered him tribute.
Xiao Gao could indeed feel that there was a faint hint of anger coming from the Guanyin statue, which could only be felt by the inspiration of a psychic.
But Xiao Zhan curled his lips, his meaning was obvious: I took it based on my ability, why should I put it back!
"..."
Xiao Gao had no choice but to look at Wang Qi for help.
Wang Qi figured out what was going on, so he came over, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile: "Bring it here. If you want to eat oranges, I'll buy them for you later."
Although he never believed in such things, he had peed on the statue behind the ancient temple in Fentou Village when he was a child.
But it's always wrong to take other people's things.
So Xiaozhang handed the orange to Wang Qi, and Wang Qi put it back in front of the shrine.
"Here, the oranges are returned to you, don't worry about it." Wang Qi said to the statue with a bit of teasing, and he handed over his hands in a decent manner and bowed, which was regarded as apology.
Then he himself was amused.
The incense burned in front of the shrine burned a little faster.
When Wang Qi turned around, the smoke filled the air with a roar, and the oranges that Wang Qi had just placed on the shrine rolled down on their own and landed at Xiao Zhan's feet.
"this……"
Wang Qi didn't see it, but Xiao Gao and Lao Chen saw it and couldn't help but look at each other.
They seemed to feel the full desire for survival from this statue...