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I don't have the heart to analyze whether it's a prop anymore, it's too smelly, it's a smell I've never smelled before.

He ran to the side, grabbed a tree, and threw up frantically.

"Otherwise, let's stop looking." Shen Yuntang patted him on the back worriedly.

Cheng Yeran vomited and bent over to pant for breath, waving his hand weakly, "It's coming,"

Shen Yuntang: "...... Don't torture yourself, do you think his death has anything to do with you? ”

"Of course it's okay, but take a look." Cheng Yeran vomited uncomfortably, if he was filming, he should have given him a mosaic......

How did you make this taste so amazing? Although he hadn't smelled it, he knew it was the smell of corpses as soon as he smelled it, and it smelled of decay and death, which was creepy.

Uncle Zhang's son over there was also very scared, and he didn't dare to come up and open the straw mat after standing by the river for a long time.

A bold villager next to him saw his legs trembling, "I'll come, I also know Lao Zhang, you stand in the back." ”

He waved his hand to the villagers who were watching the excitement behind him: "You young people all stand back, and when I lift it up, you eyes will be closed, you children are not suitable for looking, it's not good."

The people behind him all took a few steps back when they heard this, and some of them covered their eyes with their hands, leaking a finger slit, not daring to look and wanting to look.

Shen Yuntang wanted to pull Cheng Yeran back, don't look at it and hurry home, but Cheng Yeran actually stood at the front.

Cheng Yeran first asked him to wait for him next to an aunt now, don't follow him, and then move forward.

Cheng Yeran covered his mouth and nose, he would get used to the smell after a long time, and he felt that it was not so stinky, but the smell was disgusting for a long time.

The moment the straw mat was stood up, he was stupid, and after just one glance, his eyes were dark, and one hand was covered in front of him.

"Don't look at it." Shen Yuntang was worried about him, so he didn't stand at his aunt's place, and came over and blindfolded him.

"Aren't you afraid?" Cheng Yeran felt his cold fingers trembling slightly.

"I'm afraid, but I'm worried about you." Shen Yuntang's voice was trembling.

Cheng Yeran looked at him sideways and saw that his eyes were tightly closed.

The two of them closed their eyes and supported each other to retreat, pushed until they reached the side of the road, and sat on the side of the road to rest for a while before walking back.

The aunt who was passing by laughed at the two of them: "What's this, look at how scared you are."

"Isn't it scary?" Cheng Yeran had never seen this meeting in his life, if Shen Yuntang was next to him just now, he would almost run away, even if the show was not recorded, he would have to go home directly.

Even if it's really a prop, it's too disgusting, and you have to play mosaic when it's broadcast, if it's really a prop made by the program team, then the program team can be regarded as a bloody one.

Before seeing Uncle Zhang fall off the bridge, he already suspected that he had crossed it, but now it is 99%, and one percent is his last stubbornness.

The current prop masters are very good, and the program team does everything for the effect of the show, maybe it is to amuse the audience with this effect that makes him think he has crossed over.

His last hope is that in a month, he signed a total of three months of contract, and now two months have passed, if the agent does not come to pick him up after a month, it will really be crossed.

When they got home, Cheng Yeran saw an old woman standing at the door, "This is?" ”

Shen Yuntang: "This is Granny Chang, I asked her to come and talk to you."

"What are you talking about?" Cheng Yeran looked dazed.

"You go in first, you'll find out in a moment." Shen Yuntang pushed him in and let him into the back room to lie on the bed.

"Is this going to be done? Jumping gods? Do you still have to burn paper and chant mantras? Don't set our house on fire. Although Cheng Yeran is very dull in some places, he is not really stupid, he can still see that Granny Chang's dress is different from that of ordinary villagers, it should be the goddess that Shen Yuntang has been saying he wants to invite a few days ago.

"Lie down." Shen Yuntang pressed him and lay down.

Cheng Yeran was not idle lying on the bed, stretching his neck to see Granny Chang pinching a handful of soil on the ground and slowly sprinkling it on top of his head, still babbling in his mouth, not knowing what spell he was chanting.

"Soil in the eyes!" Cheng Yeran blinked, very uncomfortable.

"If you just close your eyes." Shen Yuntang went over and covered his eyes.

"But I want to see how." Cheng Yeran really didn't want to miss it, after all, he might experience this kind of scene once in his life.

"Eh, you're a better young man than an old woman like me." Granny Chang was annoyed by him, so she simply covered his mouth with her hand and continued to chant those incantation-like words.

After ten minutes of big concepts, Cheng Yeran didn't know what she was talking about, but he probably knew that the same mantra had been recited three times.

When she finished reading, Granny Chang patted his forehead and asked him to continue lying on the bed for a while, and she followed Shen Yuntang out.

Shen Yuntang helped Granny Chang to the door, saw her solemn face, and asked worriedly, "Is he okay?" Is there any evil? ”

Granny Chang shook her head, "It's a change of people." ”

Shen Yuntang's face turned pale with fright, "Was it taken by that female ghost?" ”

Granny Chang shook her head and looked at him with cloudy eyes, "Follow him well, your blessings are behind." ”

Shen Yuntang wanted to ask something, but Granny Chang didn't say anything, and he didn't dare to ask more, so he sent Granny Chang back.