Chapter 155: The Terrified Xin Man
In fact, Xinman's house was originally very interesting - facing the sea, with flowers blooming in spring, and conch shells full of literary atmosphere hanging on the stone wall.
When the wind blows, it will hum!
What a romantic artistic atmosphere!
Thank you Cheng Ling, this originally romantic atmosphere has become a terrifying atmosphere.
Everyone carefully pushed open the door of Cheng Ling's house, for fear that if they used too much force, the door would fall off.
Creaking--
A stale smell came out.
"Is there a light?" Lu Ju was a little scared.
The staff took out a kerosene lamp, lifted the glass cover, and lit it.
Bean-sized sparks lit up.
The furnishings in the house are very simple, with a shabby wardrobe, a table with missing legs, a cabinet that is not closed tightly, and a mattress soaked by rain.
In order to protect privacy, there is no camera installed in the house-even in Cheng Ling's broken house, if you want to install a camera, you probably can't find a complete place to install it.
The program team can't be too excessive, and temporarily set up a small rainproof tent on the relatively dry ground in the house.
【Thanks to the thoughtful production team, this shabby house is even scarier with a tent... It reminded me of the scene in "The Sixth Sense" where the little boy was hiding in a tent and a female ghost was watching him from the small window of the tent. 88.jpg】
【Cheng Ling has such bad luck, why did she choose such a shabby house! 】
【Maybe it was scripted, just to play the victim! Nowadays, people are so kind-hearted that they want to seek justice when they see someone being wronged. Maybe Cheng Ling colluded with the production team and did it on purpose. 】
【Anyway, the worst house has been chosen by Cheng Ling, so my big Manman is safe! Poor Manman, she was scared to death by the ghost story of stupid Cheng Ling! 】
【Why do you have to tell ghost stories? ! 】
【The production team has agreed, why are you talking here? Besides, although I covered my ears to listen, Sister Ling is really good at telling stories! 】
[Covering my ears, wanting to listen but not daring to listen +1]
Lu Ju patted Cheng Ling’s shoulder sympathetically, “Sister Ling, I guess you won’t be able to sleep well tonight… You’ve suffered…”
Cheng Ling shrugged indifferently, “I think it’s okay. I have good sleep quality and I’m not picky about places.”
The director clapped his hands: “Let’s go to the last house, Xin Man’s house.”
All the staff of the program group knew about the conch outside Xin Man’s house, and they all walked heavily.
…What if Xin Man got scared and had a problem…
After leaving Cheng Ling’s house, the host stopped after walking a few steps.
“We’ve arrived at Teacher Xin Man’s house.”
Xin Man raised his flashlight and shone it, feeling desperate: He actually lived so close to Cheng Ling!
It didn’t matter if he looked at it, almost all the guests screamed.
The walls on both sides of the door of this house were hung with densely packed conchs with ropes.
Everyone: …
After the screams, everyone was silent.
Silence is Xin Man’s house tonight.
A gust of wind blew, and the conch made a “woohoo” sound.
She learned exactly the same thing from his mother Cheng Ling!
[Say!!! Cheng Ling! You! Did you open your third eye! ]
[I am an atheist, and I have goosebumps all over my body right now...]
[Help, I live alone! I am so scared! ]
[She also said that Cheng Ling did not collude with the program team! This is clearly a script arranged in advance! Xin Man is just cooperating with the performance now! ]
[Just a joke, it's 2023, and there are still people who believe that variety shows are impromptu performances by guests and there are no scripts. ]
"No!" Xin Man suddenly threw the flashlight and screamed like crazy, "I won't stay! I won't stay!"
The director was well prepared and immediately asked the host Dazhi to take the others into the house first. The others took turns to counsel Xin Man and quietly comforted her that someone would come to stay with her at night.
Before entering the yard, Lu Ju looked back at Xin Man, then turned around and asked Cheng Ling in a low voice: "Sister Ling, isn't this too coincidental?! How come there is a house with conch shells hanging on it?"
"It's not particularly coincidental. Many fishing villages have walls with conch shells hanging on them," Cheng Ling explained.
"And my grandpa lives by the sea. There are many ghost stories by the sea. If you want to hear more, I can tell you a hundred or eighty. What about disappearing fish bones, moving portraits, women with long gills..."
Lu Ju clasped his fists: "No need. Thank you. I don't want to hear it again You told a story. "
After making a fist, Lu Ju couldn't help complaining: "You said your appearance is too confusing. When I first came, I saw you at first glance. Wow, this little sister is pink and cute, like a little water lily. Now when I meet you, it's not as good as at first glance! Too stuffy."
Cheng Ling was delighted: "Really? Many people praise me like this."
Lu Ju: ... Is this called praise...
Xin Man's house is a simple farmhouse. There are a lot of garlic, peppers, corn and so on hanging in the house. The furnishings are simple and plain.
But everyone still couldn't help feeling a little creepy and didn't want to stay any longer.
The director finally persuaded Xin Man and took her into the house.
It was getting late, and the host gathered several guests together.
"Our "Slow Life" aims to create an immersive experience of local customs and practices. So tomorrow, we will walk into the lives of fishermen and experience what it's like to live by the sea."
"Tomorrow at four o'clock," host Dazhi continued, ignoring the guests' wailing, "our guests and friends will go out to sea on a fishing boat with the fishermen, so please take the time to rest."
"In addition, tomorrow our guests will form teams freely before going out to sea. A team will have no more than four people and no less than two people."
"Each team will follow a fishing boat to go out to sea for salvage, and the seafood salvaged will be taken to the morning market to sell for money."
"The team that sells the most money will be able to go to the downtown seafood restaurant for free at noon. The losing team will use the money they earn to fill their stomachs."
"In the afternoon, we will have a puzzle game. The program team will hide some props and clues in the village. You will find the answer according to our hints. The winning team can participate in the bonfire barbecue in the evening. The losing team will solve the dinner by themselves."
"Then our program today ends here. The audience watching our live broadcast in front of the screen, we will see you at 4 o'clock tomorrow~"
The live broadcast room has ended.
Only a black screen and barrages of unfinished discussions are left.
[88~Good night. ]
[Tomorrow morning at 4 o'clock! I can't get up! But I don't want to miss the wonderful fishing trip! 】
The camera crew members, the sound engineer, and others all turned off their equipment.
The director gave a few simple instructions and told the staff to take the guests back to their houses to rest.
When most of the guests and staff had left, only the director and two female staff members who were going to spend the night with Xin Man were left.
Oh, and Cheng Ling.
She didn't leave.
