"It's still wrong to offer sacrifices...how can half a pig's head be used for sacrifices?"
The camera guy didn’t understand, but he was shocked.
Song Yu's mouth was so angry that he was so angry.
He wants to accuse the camera of intruding into his private domain and invading his privacy.
But as soon as the words came to my lips, I heard the person on the other side say: "I knocked on the door, but you may have been too focused and didn't hear me."
"And our Xianmuotou said when we gave you the keys to the cabin, if you open the door, it means that the default program team can shoot." Camera guy.
"I..."
"I was sleepwalking just now..."
Song Yu started to talk nonsense.
That's right.
He is offering sacrifices.
When he just came back, he found that the pig's head was in a different position than it was in the morning, which scared him out of his wits.
So he put all the amulets he had obtained from the Taoist temple on the pig.
【???Sleepwalking Pig?】
【???What did Juju do wrong? You want to treat Juju like this】
[This is so funny. Can the editor not make it so outrageous? The charms are obviously posted so neatly, but it doesn’t look like someone who is sleepwalking could put them up?]
[Doesn’t anyone think this pig head looks evil? It looks like a cult.]
【You are not alone upstairs】
【Me too】
[Reported...]
【...】
Just as the cameraman was getting ready to get off work, he noticed that the live broadcast room went dark.
The entire channel has been blocked!
Suspected of feudal superstition.
Just....
The camera boy and the cameraman sighed while collecting their things.
"Mr. Song, you can't tell. You did it all at once without saying a word."
Song Yu:??
Let him do it!
He...
Song Yu doesn’t want to talk anymore.
After confirming that the camera guy's lens was turned off, he didn't hesitate and carried the pig's head directly outside. He found a place similar to a crossroads at the entrance of the village, drew a circle, and burned the pig's head.
Although this pig only has half a head, he is still a real fat pig.
The head is very big.
It’s also very thick.
After burning for a long time, it didn't melt. The skin turned dark, but there was a burnt aroma from the barbecue.
Song Yu didn't eat at night, but he didn't dare to eat now.
"Why can't it be burned?" Could it be that Hao Youqian's soul is really parasitic on this pig.
This is not right either...
If so, why did he throw the pig's head out of the refrigerator last night?
Song Yu couldn’t figure it out.
"Because something is missing." Someone suddenly spoke behind him, scaring Song Yu so much that he almost jumped into the fire without thinking.
"Who! Who is it!" He looked around cautiously, not daring to look back.
The old man said that when someone calls your name at night, never look back casually.
"It doesn't matter who it is... What's important is why you don't put salt in the barbecue? You don't sprinkle cumin and chili either."
Song Yu:??
Song Yu lowered his head and glanced at the shadow on the ground.
It’s people who are speaking!
Turning around, he met the curious eyes of the photographer.
Song Yu:@##￥%
Without the camera, I just want to see [dark crawling.] [Distorted] The screaming Song Yu stared at him expressionlessly and gloomily.
"Camera Wang is still not sleeping at this late hour?"
Camera guy: "I'm not sleeping...I ate a little too much braised pork elbow at night. Let's go for a walk."
Song Yu:.
The camera guy squatted next to him with his hands on his hands: "You really don't want to add some cumin? Let me tell you, the meat on this mountain is very delicious."
Song Yu squeezed out a few words through his teeth: "I haven't eaten it!"
So needless to say, get out of here as soon as you get off work!!
The camera guy nodded: "Oh, then you are quite pitiful."
Song Yu:......
It’s so pitiful to meet you!!
"Okay, okay, I'll go, Mr. Song, take your time, but there's something I have to remind you. Although no one patrols the village at night, there are people who clean the health room. You'd better burn it before tomorrow morning. Collect all the garbage. Otherwise, our program team cannot control what the villagers do to you."
Song Yu sneered: "What can your program team do?"
A love story!!
Love!
His wife ran away!!
The photographer seemed to be stunned by his question. He tilted his head and thought for a long time before giving an answer.
"Some things can still be managed...such as calling an ambulance for you."
Song Yu:???
Is this human language?
Photography: "Of course, if you don't want us to call an ambulance, something will happen. If you die on our program set, it doesn't matter, we will arrange a funeral."
Song Yu:@##￥%
If he says one more word to him, he will be a dog! Really!!
The photographer left, leaving behind two green onions and a handful of peppers that he had not eaten at night.
Song Yu looked at the thing and hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't dare to give it to the Zhu family.
He just crammed in some messy supernatural knowledge.
It turns out there is such a thing as a ghost fetus...
What if he ate the pig's head and got pregnant with a ghost child...
But before the pig head was finished burning, his mother called again.
Before his mother could speak, he said first: "Mom, I'm very tired. I want to make money and support my family. Can you please stop getting in trouble with me? You ask your second aunt to take care of you and I'll give you the money." p>
"And you tell Xiaobao to ask his sister if he has anything to do. His sister is several years older than him. Children should solve their own problems."
"Or if you call Xiao Chenchen, if that doesn't work, just buy a new phone card and you can always get through."
When he was watching Ling Bingbing's live broadcast today, he saw his wife playing with her mobile phone there. She didn't know who she was chatting with, and she was laughing very happily.
But if none of them can get through, there is only one reason, that is, they have all been blocked.
He speaks very fast, comparable to a TV news reporter.
I immediately told Mother Song that she was confused.
No reply for a long time.
Song Yu didn't answer after waiting for a while and was still a little anxious: "Mom? Are you still there? You're fine, I'm going to die."
Mother Song: "Yes! Don't worry!"
Song Yu pinched Renzhong and then pinched his own temple: "You said, let's not talk about things that can be solved with money."
Song’s mother: “Baby, money can’t solve this problem.”
Song Yu: "Huh?"
Song Yu became serious.
If money can't solve it, it proves that the matter is indeed serious.
If necessary, he would ask for leave directly and go down the mountain, just in time to go home and rest.
Song's mother hesitated to speak: "Just...it's just feudal superstition!"
"Even if you want to believe in something, don't believe in an evil god. How can you believe in a pig's head?"
"This... people won't become stupid after believing this, right? Mom still expects you to provide for yourself in old age. If you are stupid, how will you live this life."
Song Yu: "..."
Stop talking.
He will die now.
....
Song Yu was so angry that he thought so, but the group in the grassland was extremely happy.
Having applied for the route in advance, Ling Bingbing parked the plane directly on the grassland.
It gets dark late in the grassland, but the sky is still bright at seven o'clock.
As soon as they got off the plane, a figure came speeding towards them from a distance.