"I see, then you can go directly to the village committee and wait, there is a landline phone in our village. But now the door of the village committee should be locked, so I'll go and call the village chief for you. The middle-aged man said.

Obviously, the rhetoric that Xiao Chen and Feng Liqiang had researched was useful. put himself and others in a vulnerable position, and people are sympathetic to the weak, I didn't see that the middle-aged man put down the matter of eating, saying that he was going to take them to the village chief.

The middle-aged man walked into the house and talked to his family for a while, and then came out again. Then he led a group of thirty or forty people towards the village. That is, in the middle of the village, the man stopped, and said, "You wait here first, and I'll go and call the village chief, and his house is next to him." With that, he walked into a house on the side.

After the man left, Xiao Chen and Dongfang Xiaobai immediately dispersed and pasted the blood charm around. Although there seems to be no problem in this village so far, there are times when you can be prepared to ensure the safety of life, and if you wait until danger strikes, it will be too late to arrange anything.

The two of them quickly finished arranging the blood charm, and then the middle-aged man came out, followed by a little old man. Probably in his fifties and less than sixty years old, dressed or something, he is the same as ordinary villagers, he can't see any difference, just looking at the temperament is different, at first glance, he has seen the world, not a person who has been nested in the mountains all his life.

"You're making movies?" The first thing the little old man village chief said was a question, because there was really nothing worth photographing in this neighborhood. There are quite a few poachers every year, so the little old man and the village chief regard them as poachers.

"Yes, I'm the director of the crew. My name is Feng Liqiang. Although Feng Liqiang is not a big director, his popularity in China is actually not low, but this is a remote mountainous area, and they don't expect them to watch TV if they only have one phone, so they really haven't heard of Feng Liqiang.

"Village chief, we just want to borrow a phone, not a bad guy!" Feng Liqiang still looked suspicious when he saw the old man. I couldn't help but say.

"Bad people, never write bad words on their faces, and they all say that they are not bad people!" The little old man snorted and said. "And poaching has been rampant in recent years, I suspect you are poachers!" The little old man simply made his words clear.

When he said this, everyone was relieved, because they were indeed not poachers: "Village chief. Our packages are all here. If you don't believe me, check that if you don't have a shotgun or something, will it prove our innocence? ”

Seeing that Feng Liqiang had said everything to this point, the village chief was not an unreasonable person: "You come with me, but I have to call the police first, and you can only leave when the police arrive and prove your identity!" If you're poachers, let the police arrest you! The old man said sternly.

"You have the final say! We're really not poachers, just a movie crew! Feng Liqiang said to the village chief. But the village chief was not afraid to call. When the police come, it's time to know yourself.

Xiao Chen walked behind and said to the middle-aged man beside him, "What's the matter with your village chief?" Even if it's a poacher. It shouldn't be such a big reaction! ”

"If you knew the truth, you wouldn't say that, the village chief's son was a forest ranger, and he was killed by a gang of poachers! That's miserable! They brought the hounds, and the whole person was bitten and smashed, and I helped bury them. The man said.

Hearing this, Xiao Chen immediately became vigilant. He knew by now that any mission world was a real world, and there was more than one curse in it. And this kind of miserable death is the most likely to become ghosts, so you should be cautious.

"Did the poachers catch it? This kind of scum should be shot! Xiao Chen deliberately said indignantly, wanting to say something from the mouth of a middle-aged man. If the poachers were caught and executed, it would save a lot of trouble, and the ghosts that had calmed down their grievances would usually rest in peace.

"Catch is catch, but what's the use? Those poachers have rich and powerful families, and their activities are related, so they find someone to take the blame, and the one who is killed is not really deserved, and it is the same as not being caught. The middle-aged man said.

"The village chief has a shotgun hidden in his house, and if there is a poacher, he will rush up with a shotgun. Your identity is uncertain, and it doesn't seem like you're here to hunt, after all, you always carry hunting dogs and shotguns these days, otherwise you'll be caught blind when you meet a blind bear. Don't look at you people, the blind bear called, that is, one person at a time. One claw down is a blur of flesh and blood, who can withstand the second blow? The middle-aged man is very talkative, but this is also just convenient for Xiao Chen's words.

In less than two minutes, Xiao Chen inquired about the burial place of the dead village chief's son, the time of death, and many details, and then judged the probability of the village chief's son becoming a ghost according to some feng shui aspects in his own memory of Ma Zheng, the Destiny of Heaven.

Although this method of judgment is not at all the same as that of the cursed world, Xiao Chen believes that since this thing appeared in this world, it means that at least it has a certain truth in this world, otherwise it will not be handed down. Then, based on this, it is estimated that the chance of the village chief's son becoming a ghost should be less than 30%.

At the very least, there hasn't been a single strange incident in this village, and they have never encountered anything like a ghost hitting a wall. There was no situation where all the dogs in the village barked together all of a sudden, this was not like a place where ghosts existed at all, whether it was the law of the cursed world or the method in Ma Zheng's memory, it was such a conclusion, so Xiao Chen breathed a sigh of relief. Now that even the high-level ghost in the hotel hasn't figured it out, if you don't have any ghost curses, then it's troublesome!

At this time, the call has already ended, and in a moment the police will come. And Feng Liqiang also specially called a bus to come over, just enough to pull these people to the city together, and then it was a day off, and the non-actor members of the crew could go home to visit their relatives.

In fact, it was already two hours since the police arrived in this village, and the bus arrived an hour later, but it could not enter. The road leading to the village is a dirt road, which has been soaked after the rain a few days ago, and it is impossible to walk by car. So the bus had to stop outside and wait for them to get out.

But when they wanted to leave, the village chief wouldn't let them go, and he had to wait for the police to come and make sure they weren't poachers. Helplessly, they waited for another hour before they saw the policemen who arrived in a donkey cart.

These policemen did not wear police uniforms, they were dirty, and they did not look like policemen, but they were similar to migrant workers. There were three policemen in total, and after coming down, they went straight to the little old man and the village chief: "Uncle Zhang, are there poachers again?" Looking at his crying and mourning face, I knew that the little old man village chief was probably looking for him, and it should all be because of the poachers. Thinking about what the middle-aged man said before, you can also know that you should have wronged others.

"It's them, who came down from the top of the mountain, and said what kind of crew they were, but I think they're poachers!" This little old man, he really dares to say such things.

"Hello, please show your ID and cooperate with our work." The leading policeman walked up to Feng Liqiang's side, saluted and said. Moreover, he also took out his police officer card.

Feng Liqiang didn't embarrass the policeman, took out his ID card, and then said, "Hello, I'm a director." Our crew was supposed to shoot the movie at the top of the mountain, but a sudden storm caused a landslide and the signal tower on the mountain collapsed. Since we had insufficient food reserves, we had to walk down the mountain road to this village, just to find a phone call to communicate with the outside world, and I had already found a bus, which was about twenty miles west of the village. ”

The policeman briefly looked at Feng Liqiang's ID card, and then looked at Xiao Chen's ID card. Although Xiao Chen and the others are not big stars, these policemen are not unknowledgeable people, and there are still TVs living in the town, so they really recognized Xiao Chen and Dongfang Xiaobai. Then I asked the two of them for autographs.

It was also the first time for the two of them to sign autographs for others, although Ma Zheng, who has a memory, has signed people, but in the end it is not hands-on. So Xiao Chen was also a little excited.

After signing his name, several police officers also knew that it was another misunderstanding. So I explained to the little old man for a long time with the village chief, and the village chief shouted to the policeman when they left: "In the investigation, we can't let go of a bad guy!" The tone was as if Feng Liqiang and they must be bad people.

When everyone walked away, Xiao Chen told them the news he had just heard from the middle-aged man, and then said: "He is actually quite pitiful, I am afraid that anyone who encounters this kind of thing will be in this mood." ”

At this time, the three policemen walking in front suddenly said: "Who told you that there were poachers who killed people?" It's impossible, I'm the head of the police station in this township, and it's impossible for me not to know about such a big thing! ”

Seeing that the other party's expression didn't seem to be fake, Xiao Chen turned around, but he couldn't see the small village anymore. He felt as if there was a layer of fog hanging over the village, and he couldn't see it clearly! (To be continued......)