Song Yu was unwilling to let people search nearby again.
It wasn't until it got dark and fog began to form in the jungle that he was forced to give up.
"Maybe... maybe this ghost is afraid of people, there are too many of us?"
"Also, ghosts are afraid of the sun! I think she is either not here or hiding!"
The old village chief didn't have a good temper to begin with. Hearing this, he looked at his crutch and hit him on the head.
"You are the devil! This is the cemetery of our ancestors in Dahuang Mountain!"
"You young man, just wait to be prosecuted!"
"Come here, throw this guy down the mountain."
"And your program team! You're crazy to want to make money. If you put this kind of thing into the program, your director really has trouble with money!"
As soon as the old village chief gave the order, the people in the village immediately came over and surrounded them.
The villagers were just indifferent to the staff of the program crew, but to Song Yu, because no one wanted to be next to him, they brought a bamboo pole, strung him directly on it, and carried him away.
The filming director who stayed here was very anxious, but she did not have the authority to terminate the contract with the villagers.
Qin Di's phone calls couldn't get through, so she went to see Hao Youqian because of her illness.
We can evacuate, but we are in too much of a hurry today, and the road down the mountain is indeed not easy to walk.
Hao Bufan glanced at the sky.
As if to vent their anger for the villagers of Dahuang Village, the sky at the moment was also terrifyingly gloomy, and not a single shining light could be seen in the huge night sky.
"Village Chief, it's already very late. Please ask us to leave now. The program team may not be able to dismantle the machines for a while."
The old village chief snorted and frowned displeased: "So? Are you worried that we will swallow your machine?"
"What are you talking about? I just think that no matter what, this injustice has its owner and its owner. After all, it is not a forbidden area for people from our program team to enter."
"Although most of what Mr. Song Yu said is false, there is some truth in it. After all, we only watched it during the day and not at night."
"If something really bad happens and hurts the villagers, it's not good either."
The old village chief's face suddenly changed: "Young man, don't think that because your surname is Hao, I won't dare to hit you!"
"How could there be dirt in the resting place of our ancestors?"
Hao Bufan hurriedly explained: "Of course I believe you, but when you look at Mr. Song, you probably don't want to think that there will be some messy troubles in the future, right?"
"And you have to give our program team some time to pack up everything and dismantle the equipment that needs to be dismantled. In this way, I will ask people from our family to come over and deliver some tents. It will be hard work for you and the villagers tonight.
How about the cadres staying up here all night?"
He was born extremely well and had a humble and courteous manner, plus he was a disabled bushi...
The old village chief's expression did not change, but his aura softened a bit.
From the corner of his eyes, he quietly glanced behind Hao Bufan, and he nodded.
"Okay."
"But your people can't wander around and must abide by our rules. And that guy named Song can't eat at night. He goes to sit by the river alone and wait."
Hao Bufan nodded.
Song Yu wanted to say something, but there was still something in his mouth.
As soon as the smelly socks were taken out, he lay down by the river and vomited.
The old village chief sent two people to follow him and ignored him.
Night falls.
The Hao family brought tents and food.
Although they are all packed lunches, they are all hot and include milk tea.
The Hao family even moved four trash cans so they could sort them as needed.
Song Yu couldn't eat, and as a subordinate, Song Yu's secretary didn't dare to eat either.
After all, the boss is hungry. If he eats, he may not know what will happen to him after he goes down the mountain.
It was almost 10 o'clock, and the director here finally contacted Qin Di who was on the grassland.
Upon hearing Song Yu's feat, even the well-informed Qin Di couldn't help but be stunned for a few seconds, expressing his admiration for Song Yu with silence.
Before recording so many shows, the most he could do was make the guests collapse and the guests run away.
Good guys, they have to run away this time!
He directly contacted Song Yu.
"Mr. Song, this isn't the show crew's fault, right?" Qin Di asked with a smile.
Song Yu's face was pale, his eyes were straight with anger, and he also raised the corners of his mouth towards Qin Di: "Yes..."
He wanted to say no!
But today...
Forget it...
Wait until night, midnight, when the woman comes, everything will come to light.
Mr. Song gritted his teeth: "But if there is really a ghost here at night, should Director Qin go and negotiate with the village himself?"
Song Yu: "I remember it was written in the contract to ensure the safety of the guests."
Qin Di nodded: "Of course, if there is a problem with our location selection, it has nothing to do with Mr. Song."
Qin Di: "Let's do this. Let's sign an agreement. If nothing happens tonight, you will bear all the losses of the program team."
Song Yu:!!
Drop - drop -
Song Yu could already hear the sound of his heart bleeding.
Qin Di: "Of course, I don't want to go to court with you... Although we will definitely not lose, it will be very troublesome."
Qin Di: "Well, if you can provide a shooting location later, you don't have to lose money, and you don't have to provide it for a long time, just 7 days."
Qin Di: "As for the specifications...Other families do not have requirements, but Mr. Hao's room must be large and have a high safety factor."
Song Yu:.......
Song Yu: "Director Qin, you can just go below five stars."
Qin Di made a sound, paused for a few seconds and then said: "To be precise, it's not that it can't be below five stars, it's that it can't be done without an executive suite."
Song Yu:
Why not grab it!
Qin Di: "Ah, of course, we can also find a place ourselves, as long as Mr. Song Yu compensates us for the venue fee of 1.8 million to Dahuang."
Song Yu:
Song Yu remained silent.
Qin Di hung up the phone.
Song Yu is very hungry, but very energetic.
Because tonight not only means that he can prove himself, but also means his money.
Just after 12 o'clock, the entire lake was rippling with light water, just like what he had seen yesterday.
He excitedly walked to the water's edge, cautiously poked his head out, and when he saw it, he screamed.
Hearing the noise, Hao Bufan, who was already sleeping soundly, immediately opened his eyes. Just as he was about to get up, he was held down by Ling Yan beside him.
"Don't move, I'll go take a look." After Ling Yan said that, he opened the tent and went out.
Looking at his back, a flash of worry flashed across Hao Bufan's face. He hesitated for a few seconds, then lifted the quilt and was about to stand up.
The little Taoist priest heard the noise and grabbed his arm.
"Mr. Hao, you don't have to worry about Uncle Master. He is very powerful. Even if there is a ghost, nothing will happen to him."
Hao Bufan came back to his senses, his eyes sparkling: "Of course I know he is very powerful, but..."
He remembered Ling Yan's blood-stained sleeves this morning...