fifth form

Chapter 1792 Hiding
"Oh my god, this is terrible, that deadly venomous snake is back again!"

The tamed viper served as a prop, wandering in the mountains and forests under the guidance of Zhang Xuezhou.

The hyena was left far away and barked from time to time. This kind of hyena did not belong to the species in the Pan'an area. It was too scripted and did not meet the requirements of Song Fengying's live broadcast.

The mountain depression area mentioned by Song Fengying is not very wide, and its area is less than 10,000 square meters.

But Song Fengying filmed this small sunken area back and forth for two hours to broadcast it live.

Moreover, the communications company run by Wang Li and Song Fengying developed some technologies, and the communications signal amplifier was the company's product.

This product can enhance communications in areas with weak signals. It can be regarded as a small personal signal tower that can meet Song Fengying's live broadcast needs and also has certain market value.

Wang Haoran and Zuo Teng were wearing protective clothing provided by Zhang Xuezhou. They waved their arms from time to time in the dark to create a thriller atmosphere, making it look like there were many ghosts.

After the two learned the truth about the live broadcast, they felt that everything was boring. However, reminders of reward could be heard from Song Fengying's live broadcast room from time to time, so they had no choice but to cooperate.

Wang Haoran and Zuo Teng were not satisfied, but the audience was quite satisfied.

Except for the four people at the scene and the pilot who came here today in a flying vehicle, no one has ever seen the real tiankeng in Pan'an.

Song Fengying narrated her experiences of climbing mountains and wading through water, citing ancient books as well. She made this sunken area near the tiankeng sound magical, as if this was the place where the meteor that once streaked across the sky in Pan'an fell.

"There is also a family member who doesn't believe this is the site where the meteor fell. I told this family member that if you have the ability, you can go to the research institute in Beirehe and take a look at the recent tiankeng. The sunken area of ​​the tiankeng is exactly the same as this one!"

"What? I'm going to the North Rehe Research Institute to broadcast live to you?"

"Then I'm not a researcher in Beirehe, so I don't have the identity to come in and out!"

"Think of ways to?"

"How can you find a way to get into such an important research site?"

"How do I know that the Beirehe Depression area is exactly the same as this place? I must have been there before!"

"My family members are really giving me a hard time. How can I enter and exit a place like this as I please? Don't give me tips. Even with tips, it's still hard to get in!"

"My dear family, you are so kind. Since everyone is interested, you can wait until dark... You can't walk into a place like this after dark. If you really want to see the cenote in Beirehe, I will apply to see if I can get approved!"

Song Fengying is very good at chatting.

What you see in live broadcast is limited, and what you really rely on is the host's mouth.

Taking ordinary things and shooting them in an extraordinary way, and then being able to talk about them eloquently, becomes the style of live broadcasting.

If a few words such as "brothers", "family members", "big brother" and "little sister" can be added, the distance between the host and the audience will be closer.

Song Fengying's style is similar to street performances. Rich people support the show with money, and poor people support the show with their presence. After being introduced to the Internet, the huge group of people attracted by this street performance has also changed its nature.

The look of fear on her face as she explored the sunken area impressed many viewers, and some stingy old perverts couldn't help but give her a reward.

When the live broadcast was about to end, Song Fengying successfully raised the anticipation for the next live broadcast.

For some people, the tiankeng in Beirehe is nothing to see, but for most people, or even 99% of people, these people have never been to the Beirehe area, so Song Fengying’s live broadcast ended relatively well.

"Everyone, the live broadcast is over!"

When Song Fengying switched the live broadcast room to advertising mode, she contentedly turned off the viewer.

"Xuezhou, your cooperation today is average. It's difficult to do a good live broadcast in this state," Song Fengying concluded.

"Today is a horror live broadcast. I was scared," Zhang Xuezhou said seriously, "People who are scared don't make much noise!"

"I thought you were going to have a panicked interaction with me, screaming ahhhhhhhhhhh!"

Song Fengying looked at Zhang Xuezhou, who was still wearing a black leather hat. Even she found it difficult to recognize Zhang Xuezhou in this state, let alone others.

During the two hours of Song Fengying's live broadcast, Zhang Xuezhou, Wang Haoran and others were no different and all served as qualified background boards.

"The screaming in panic was so fake," Zhang Xuezhou said angrily.

"He got into trouble today, so he probably doesn't want anyone to know he's around here!"

Zuo Teng interrupted in a low voice.

If the corpse flower had not been destroyed, Zuo Teng felt that people like Zhang Xuezhou would definitely be very active.

By now, Zhang Xuezhou has almost achieved perfect invisibility and has not appeared in any events. If Zhang Xuezhou had taken an Airbus directly back to Beirehe, almost no one would have paid attention to Zhang Xuezhou's whereabouts and whether it was related to some related events.

Zuo Teng had great confidence in his own keen perception. He felt that Zhang Xuezhou seemed to be on guard against something. Even the black leather jacket, leather pants and leather hat that the other party had prepared were very particular.

"Teng, I haven't seen you for a few days. You have grown up a little bit!"

Zhang Xuezhou replied.

If he could have proof of his alibi, Zhang Xuezhou felt that there was no need for him to leave any clues.

It is very difficult to kill a real extraterritorial demon. Zhang Xuezhou will not be complacent and think that there is no future trouble just because he may have eliminated the other party's true body.

On the contrary, Zhang Xuezhou feels that the real storm may not have begun yet.

If Huang Daoxian could really endure the loneliness and stay there for a hundred years, he must have entered the human world by now and even possessed a human identity, and would only return to the canyon area very rarely.

"Is that thing burnt out?"

"We dropped a hundred kilograms of liquid fuel and ignited it at the designated location. There shouldn't be any problems!"

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but ask Wang Haoran another question, and after Wang Haoran checked the relevant information, he also gave an accurate reply.

Wang Haoran was not worried about being traced back to himself. After all, the only people who could trace him were the members of the current Sequence Committee, or even those with higher power.

Once investigated, he has a high probability of identifying the person behind the investigation.

"Isn't that thing dead yet?" Wang Haoran asked in a low voice.

"I'm not sure, but it's always better to be careful," Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

"I see!"

Wang Haoran nodded.

Zhang Xuezhou did a great job in this matter.

If we can nip vicious insects like the Kuril Islands Alliance in the bud, it will undoubtedly reduce a large number of casualties.

But Wang Haoran had no idea about the ferocious beasts in plant form.

In the database known to mankind, the concept of dangerous plants is more maintained in terms of man-eating trees, explosive trees, etc., and no one has ever considered a plant with devastating attack capabilities.

"Luckily this flower can't run around!"

He thought about the ferocious insect in the Thousand Islands Alliance that could crawl, run and fly, and also about the black-armored beast with humanoid appearance in Song Fengying's video. He felt that everyone had a connection with these ferocious creatures.

"Should we go to the canyon to check again?" Zuo Teng interrupted and asked.

"Good idea," Zhang Xuezhou nodded in agreement.

"You are worthy of being our alternate sequence committee member," Wang Haoran agreed, "The committee needs people like you to join. Xuezhou and I have both been seriously injured. We can only rely on you for everything!"

"Ha ha!"

Zuo Teng laughed dryly twice, but after a moment of receiving Wang Haoran's praise, he suddenly reacted.

"What? You want me to play as a forward? I'm obviously the weakest among them."

Song Fengying was packing her luggage and live broadcast equipment, while Zhang Xuezhou and Wang Haoran were chatting casually.

For the first time, Zuo Teng hated his own curiosity. He really wanted to know whether Zuo Quan was related to the Huang Daoxian that Zhang Xuezhou and others were investigating.

The matter has not been clarified yet, and the foggy feeling makes it difficult for Zuo Teng to grasp the connection between many things, but he has to be the first to get to work.

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou and Wang Haoran looking at him at the same time, Zuo Teng couldn't help but say a few words embarrassedly.

"Actually, I don't want to reveal my identity!"

Zhang Xuezhou achieved invisibility perfectly after causing damage, Wang Haoran was not afraid of being investigated at his level, Song Fengying was broadcasting live while the corpse flower was burning, and Zuo Teng also wanted to hide his identity after realizing it belatedly.

But as they stared at him and Wang Haoran praised him repeatedly, he felt that he could no longer keep this matter secret.

There always has to be someone among the crowd to do the work. It's no different from carrying the cages of two strange beasts. Zuo Teng can't avoid this kind of work.

If he wants to know everything related, even if it is just to know that Zuo Quan may be involved in related issues, he must get involved.