Chapter Twenty-Seven: Misfortune
I don't know how long it took, but the time finally came.
"Huh~" The big screen was refreshed for the last time.
The sound was so wonderful for the audience.
Fifth place: Wang Susu, male, eight years old (8 years old), 82 points, Wheel Palace.
Fourth place: Jiang Lili, female, seven years old (29 years old), 86 points, Yama Luodian.
Third place: Ru Liangxin, male, seven years old (56 years old), 87 points, Wheel Palace.
Second place: Hu Geyue, female, eight years old (68 years old), 89 points, Qin Guangdian.
First place: Su Chengxing, female, four years old (21 years old), 100 points, Wheel Palace.
As soon as the results came out, the lucky nest was as quiet as death.
Such a score is simply ugly. The dazzling 100-point score at the top stabbed the hearts of the instructors of each hall.
Su Chengxing's delicate facial features seemed to be sculpted, without a trace of life. She bowed her head slightly, a fleeting smile flashing across her lips.
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Yangshi, a small mountain village in the middle of nowhere.
It was about six o'clock in the afternoon, and the orange-red sunset was half-hanging in the sky, and in the blue sky with white clouds, the afterglow of the setting sun reflected in the sky.
In the small mountain village, the doors and windows of every house were closed, and there was not a trace of cooking smoke rising, and it was as silent as a dead village.
This is a typical Chinese left-behind village, most of the young and strong people in the family have gone to the city to work, leaving the elderly and children in the family to depend on each other.
The school is far away, and most children have to walk two or three hours to school, so families with a little more afford will board their children in the school to avoid delays on the road.
Not far from the village is an unnamed mountain peak, the top of which is lush and green, but there is not a single tree at the foot of the mountain.
If it was in the past, at this hour, most of the old people were still working and chattering. The people who cook on the fire hide in the kitchen to prepare dinner at home, and when they are idle, they move a stool and sit in the courtyard, and a group of old people fan the wind and chatter, not to mention how comfortable.
And now, there is only a deathly silence here. The smoke from the stir-fry is gone.
An old woman trembled and leaned on crutches, slowly walking from the bedroom to the living room, the house was tightly closed, the door, the windows of each room, and even the kitchen smoke outlet were tightly blocked.
At the top of the living room is a small brand new table with an incense burner and a porcelain statue of a Bodhisattva.
These things are very new, and they should be expensive if they are of good texture, and they look like they were bought for a while.
The old woman trembled and took out three sticks of incense from the cabinet beside her, took out matches from the pocket of her clothes, and lit them.
Her legs were still shaking, and it seemed like she was going to fall to the ground in the next second.
Holding her crutches, she knelt down slowly, and the cold ground suddenly transmitted the cold air from her knees to her upper body, and she couldn't help but shiver fiercely.
A lot of money has been spent on the table Bodhisattva statue and the incense burner, and the poor families have been overwhelmed. Futons or something, if you can't buy it, you won't buy it.
She twisted the incense, closed her eyes, and bowed to the Bodhisattva three times with a reverent face, silently chanting something in her mouth.
After the prayer, she put three sticks of incense on the incense burner, and this was not the end, she knelt for a long time, until her knees were numb and her legs were numb, and then she picked up the crutches beside her and got up tremblingly.
This is not an isolated phenomenon, it is happening in every family in this village.
Deep in the mountain not far from the village.
There were many figures shaking from a distance, and if anyone saw them, they would be shocked.
Under the lush trees, there were several Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes and holding dust, and many ghosts floated around them. Looking like that, it seems like they're in a flash.
Among the Taoist priests, the eldest Taoist priest, he had a scar on his face from his forehead to his chin, and he looked very hideous.
His name is Chen Shen, he is an ancestral Taoist priest, after he inherited the family business, he killed countless ghosts and monsters, large and small, and the scar on his face was left when he was young and fought with a powerful ghost.
Because he had received too many ghosts, he had condensed a strong evil aura on his body.
Although he doesn't look like a good person, he was born righteous, and when he sees a ghost who harms the world, he rushes forward regardless of reward, so even if he kills so many ghosts, he is still destitute, and once he has excess money, he will use it to buy tools to kill ghosts.
And these ghosts around him can get along with him safely, naturally not the kind of ghosts that endanger the world.
In fact, they were sent by the underworld.
The matter here was quite big, and the local Chenghuang Temple had to report to the prefecture, so the prefecture sent them up.
Chen Shenfeng's eyes were not angry and arrogant, and there was no trace of cowardice and flattery towards the ghost in front of him: "What the hell is going on with you!" Hasn't the underworld replied yet? ”
The squad leader in front of him smiled bitterly and said, "We can't help it!" I've reported the situation to my boss as quickly as possible, and now I have to wait. ”
Chen Shen snorted very indecently, and his eyes were crossed: "Wait? When to go? This powerful ghost is too powerful, we can't handle it at all, and you guys from the underworld can't take him away? Wait now, wait one more day, and you may not know who will suffer! ”
The team leader smiled bitterly and bowed his head, his eyes flashing a gloomy.
He gritted his teeth and was ruthless: "I'll send two more ghosts to find out the news." After saying that, he asked his cronies to go to that place with a little leg and foot.
Chen Shen sneered, looking very disdainful: "Send them? That's to die! ”
Didn't he say that his strength was the top among this group of people and ghosts, and even he wasn't the enemy of that powerful ghost's move, and their little radish heads? Sent to death? I don't know what to do!
Time passed little by little, and a group of people and ghosts waited anxiously for news here.
Suddenly, a ghost cha floated to the team leader with a pale face with a mobile phone.
His lips trembled, and he cried out, "Little seven and little eight, there is no news from them." ”
When the team leader heard this, his eyes widened, and the ghost stumbled a little without noticing it for a while.
"How...... How so? The team leader muttered unconsciously.
Chen Shen hooked up a hint of ridicule, clasped his hands on his shoulders, and watched for a long time. He didn't agree at the time, it was this squad leader who insisted on doing his own thing, and now it's okay?
None of them are stupid, what is the possibility of breaking contact at this time? There was only one possibility, the two of them had already died at the hands of that terrible ghost.
The squad leader tore off his coat and threw it to the ground, baring his teeth and yelling, "I'll do it!" This group of corpse vegetarian guys, I have told me about the situation here, they have to grind, they have to drag, if they don't die a few people and a few ghosts, will they be unhappy? ”
They had been here for days, and when they came, there were twelve ghosts, including himself, and now, there were less than six left, half dead.
That group of Taoist priests had been entangled with that powerful ghost before they came, and I heard them say that there was a large group when they came, and they died a lot and ran a lot, and now there are only a few left, and Chen Shen is not the most powerful among them.
The most powerful Taoist priest was an old man, in his sixties, with white hair and white beard, he was very prestigious in their industry, and a large group of Taoist priests before him came for his name, but unfortunately, he died tragically at the hands of that powerful ghost. As soon as he died, those Taoist priests, those who died, those who fled, and those who could stay were all Taoist priests who were willing to sacrifice their lives.
"Ring, ring, ring~" The ringtone of the mobile phone suddenly broke the silence of the moment.
The team leader picked up the mobile phone and looked at it, instantly ecstatic, pointed to the mobile phone, and said to everyone: "It's my boss." ”
"Hello? Is it Li Bao? The old man's unhurried voice came from his phone.
Squad Leader: "Hmm! Yes, yes, yes! How's it going, Boss? Is there a reply? ”
The old man pondered the sentence and said, "There is." They have already discussed the results. ”