Chapter 161 Here is a little girl let us eat her together
Chapter 161 There is a little girl here, let us eat her together
During the parade, the actors interacted with the audience from time to time. Tourists from far away took photos with their mobile phones, and several travel anchors used their mobile phones to broadcast live.
The atmosphere is very harmonious.
The procession moved very slowly because someone was dragging the actors to take photos.
In such an atmosphere, Yang Xiu couldn't help but feel a little impatient, "Master, can I take a photo with the actors later? I think the black and white impermanence is very cool, it looks real."
Before Qin Luo could speak, he heard a sweet and fierce voice saying:
"no!"
Qin Luo and others looked at Yun Qi in surprise.
Yun Qi's little face was calm, and her baby-fat face was serious.
Yang Xiu: "Why? Little Master, is there anything special about it?"
Yun Qi tried her best to hold herself up and looked around, with a rare seriousness in her clear eyes:
"In folklore, the demons and ghosts living in the human world will hide during the day in order not to be discovered by humans. At night when there are no people around, they will gather together and come out to move. Folks call this phenomenon a hundred ghosts.
Night march. Today’s procession to worship the gods is actually imitating the scene of a hundred ghosts marching at night.”
Yang Xiu was even more puzzled, "What's the problem? I see many people are taking pictures."
"You must have read it wrong before. It didn't move at all."
The blogger smiled awkwardly and said, "Look at how dedicated this fellow countryman is. It is understood that the people participating in the parade are all local ordinary people. Maybe he is shy. Uncle, are you paid to participate in this kind of event? Can you choose what kind of ghost you play?
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"Damn it, it's moving again, it's looking at the blogger!"
The travel anchor squinted his eyes and saw the barrage floating on the screen.
"It's not moving. Dear family members, I saw it clearly at the scene. These actors are all locals and must receive professional training before the Nuo dance begins every year. They..."
…
"I'm moving, please give me your body!" The paper man slowly opened his mouth, and the anchor could clearly see the scarlet mouth slowly opening, revealing blood-stained white teeth.
If you get closer and closer, you will bite out his eyes.
The shriveled head and pale face told him that this was not a human face.
"Ahhhhhh!" The host was shaking all over, his face was bloodless, and finally a shrill scream burst out from deep in his throat.
After all, it is rare to see such a weird and terrifying scene in real life. How cool would it be if you took a photo and posted it on your WeChat Moments.
The blogger felt that he could not save his face, so he quietly poked the hanged man with his hand, trying to get some reaction from him.
"Oh my god, this is so scary. Is this the result of the blogger looking for someone to do it?"
After the words fell, the other three people were startled and subconsciously looked at the parade.
The anchor rolled his eyes and fell down in a daze.
Yang He subconsciously stood behind Qin Luo, ready to rush out to protect him at any time.
The locals were interacting with the ghosts, talking and laughing, and the ghosts were also distributing blessing charms and lucky bags, which is obviously a local tradition, and many foreign tourists and online anchors were taking photos with the actors.
How could there be a real ghost among such a team?
A paper man?
Looking down at him, she was smiling at him strangely!
The anchor screamed "Ah" and threw away the mobile phone that was live broadcasting.
As far as the eye can see, some monsters and monsters are taking photos with people and even making scissor-hand gestures. Some are smiling and handing out lucky bags to people on the roadside. Some occasionally take off their weird and scary masks to amuse passers-by and children.
Before he finished speaking, the anchor felt a chill on his head and subconsciously raised his head, meeting a pair of eerie pale eyes and two strange lumps of blush under the eyes.
The paper man slowly twisted his neck, lowered his head, and approached the anchor with his pale face. A spooky voice sounded, "I moved, and then what?" "Ghost... ghost!" The anchor was too frightened to move, even the Tianling Gai was there.
He was numb, and the huge fear made him unable to breathe. His throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton, and he could only let out a hoarse gasp.
"No, the hanged man didn't move, but the paper man behind him moved."
"Family members, what do you think this is? Yes, this is the hanged man in Guyue County's god-sacrifice procession. Look at the tongue, the marks, and the cold body... Oh, I forgot, I'm talking through the screen.
We definitely can't feel it. But I can really feel it at the scene, let alone touch it.
Well, just standing next to you can feel the chill emanating from the actor, well... there is also a faint smell of corpse. I have to say that the actor is really dedicated. Let me ask this fellow, do you dress like this all day long?
Are you tired? How do you get this cold feeling on your body?"
Next to the hanged man, I saw a travel blogger excitedly taking a photo with him:
"The blogger is so courageous that he is not afraid of nightmares in the middle of the night."
Yun Qi's eyes narrowed, and he popped out a copper coin, smashing a big hole in the paper man's face.
After his reminder, other viewers also realized that something was wrong. More and more people saw the scene in the camera and sent comments to remind the blogger;
"Blogger, stop talking and look behind..."
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The live broadcast screen was full of barrages:
"Let me go, the blogger is really there. He looks so shocked."
"Yes, Miss Yun," Yang He, who was more mature and steady, asked in a serious voice, "Now is not the time for joking. There are so many people here, so no one dares to show up."
When living people gather and the yang energy is strong, ghosts and ghosts generally do not dare to appear.
He looked at Qin Luo. Although he didn't know much about metaphysics, he also knew some basic common sense. Ghosts have strong Yin energy and are afraid of Yang energy.
"Little Master, have you read it wrong? These monsters and ghosts are all played by local people. My brother and I checked the information before coming here. Every community organizes a Nuo dance performance team, and the participants in the performance team are also ordinary residents.
How could there be a real ghost in such a team?"
Yun Qi did not answer, but focused her eyes, staring coldly in a certain direction.
The barrage followed closely:
"Where's the movement? Don't talk nonsense."
A few seconds passed, and the hanged man the camera was focused on remained motionless, moving dully with the crowd, not even looking at the camera.
Yun Qi shook her head, with a very alert and serious expression, "No, they are not all human beings, there are ghosts among them."
The hanged man still remained silent, and the barrage in the live broadcast room began to ridicule.
Suddenly, an eagle-eyed viewer in the live broadcast room posted a barrage:
"Fuck, it's moving."
so……
Qin Luo took a step forward and said in a gentle voice, "Xiao Qi, did you find something?"
The three of them looked in Yun Qi's direction together.
"Here, the costumes are so realistic, just like real ghosts."
Qin Luo and Yang He, who had always been calm, couldn't help but look at Yun Qi.
The paper man slowly stood up and turned his head to look at Yun Qi. Blood was flowing from the big hole in his face, covering his entire pale face.
Then the scarlet mouth opened again and let out a horrifying laugh:
"Hehehe...here is a little girl, let us eat her together."
During the day, I am fearless. (Arrogantly, he puts his hands on his hips)