After being abandoned, I became famous by live streaming of metaphysics

When they came to Xianyuan Village again, everyone looked at the ancient village in front of them, and felt a chill down their backs for no reason.

"Okay, let go, I don't want you to wash my clothes!" The dispute at the entrance of the village attracted everyone's attention.

The thin old lady let go of her hand with a bitter face. The woman who spoke was probably her daughter, who was well-dressed and impatiently carrying a basin to the lake.

"Aunt Lian, if Miaomiao wants to wash you, let her wash it, and you will enjoy the happiness too."

Sister Hong was gleefully watching the fun, when she turned her head and saw Ming Zhuo, she immediately became angry.

"Okay, you've come! Why are you scaring my son with those unclean things!"

Ming Zhuo: "When did I scare your son?"

"Don't play tricks! Your companions have told me that you must have done something wrong! You are still a teacher like you, so be careful and I will sue you!"

Ming Zhuo saw this posture and understood that it was the people who stayed in the village who stabbed him in the back.

Even being able to complain about this matter has been thoroughly explained to the other party. This is to make myself feel embarrassed.

In this case, she simply admitted it: "Yes, I did it. This time is just a lesson, and it won't be the case next time."

Sister Hong couldn't believe it: "You still threaten me? You, a monk, don't go hunting ghosts, but come here to frighten ordinary people? Is there any law left!"

Zhuang Xun coughed lightly beside him, reminding Ming Zhuo to take it easy.

If he was really complained, the teacher Ming Zhuo would have done his best, and the impact would be too bad.

Ming Zhuo just doesn't care about him, he wants to make her suffer, there's no way!
"First, I am not a monk; second, I am Wang Fa, whether you are a human or a ghost, if you dare to make trouble in front of me, I will punish you."

Sister Hong was about to faint from anger, she had never seen such an unreasonable person!

"Teacher Ruan, you are here." The village chief walked from the village with a hurried look on his face.

His expression was somewhat relaxed, but the people behind him obviously had a wrong expression and looked at them with hostility.

"Not who are they?"

"Yesterday, they were the only ones who entered the village. It can't be anyone else."

The village head hesitated for a moment: "Teacher Ruan, have you ever been to the ancestral hall?"

Fang Linxiao, who hurried over, was in a cold sweat. The same question, this group of people had just questioned Shen Boyuan and the others.

Ming Zhuo shook his head resolutely, "No." He paused and asked inexplicably, "What's the matter? What happened?"

The village chief's eyes fell on the bag she was carrying in her hand, which contained buns, pancakes, fried dough sticks, soy milk... This is a lazy, greedy little girl who doesn't work hard.

The smile on his face became more kind: "It's nothing, where are you going, I'll let someone take you there."

Ming Zhuo said that he still had to work, and he had to take the students to the village to drive away evil spirits, but the village chief didn't even send anyone when he heard it.

Fang Linxiao just stared at Ming Zhuo in a daze, and walked away swaggeringly.

This is really a lie without even blinking an eye, actress-level acting skills!

He followed Ming Zhuo, feeling a little guilty, "Isn't it good for us to lie to the village chief like this?"

Ming Zhuo gave him a meaningful look: "Do you think the village head is a good person?"

"Of course." Fang Linxiao did not hesitate.

Ming Zhuo: "It seems that you learned a lot from Assistant Shen last night."

Fang Linxiao hurriedly said: "Teacher Ruan, I still admire you, but this time I'm afraid our investigation is in the wrong direction, and the evil spirit responsible is someone else."

The two got a little closer, Ming Zhuo frowned suddenly, "Did you eat fish in the morning?"

Fang Linxiao was taken aback for a moment, "I just tasted the fish noodles."

Because Ming Zhuo's performance made him suspect that there was something wrong with the fish, he didn't dare to eat it last night, but Chu Yuqi strongly recommended it for breakfast today, and he couldn't make an exception, so he took a bite.

What is Teacher Ruan's nose made of? You can smell it?

Fang Linxiao felt a little uneasy: "Is there really a problem with the fish? No way, but that evil spirit is not in the lake, but in the pond behind the village. Teacher Shen and the others have already rushed to suppress the evil spirits."

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On the other side, Chu Yuqi stopped somewhere with a compass, "Here."

The small pond at the back of the village was full of rubbish, and the smell was unbearable. Shen Boyuan always felt that if he took two more breaths, his whole nose and mouth would smell bad.

He took the other two students and started to set up the formation.

When the yang energy is at its peak at noon, the coffin can be opened to dispel the evil spirits.

A few drops of water fell on his face, Shen Boyuan looked up at the sky, it was raining.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no tendency to stop at all. Even if it was morning, it was still drowsy like evening.

The decline of yang energy in this kind of weather is obviously not conducive to killing corpses.

But last night they spent a lot of effort to force that evil spirit out of the small house where they lived. They finally found the location of the main body, how could they give up so easily?
Staying one more night would be more dangerous, and besides, he didn't want Ming Zhuo to take the credit.

Chu Yuqi suddenly remembered something, "Oh no! We have to stop the sorceress from offering sacrifices to the lake!"

Ji Yong's heart was in suspense the whole time, and he immediately became nervous when he heard this sentence, "Will there be any problems with offering sacrifices to the lake? But this is a custom that has lasted for thousands of years in the village."

"There is nothing wrong with offering sacrifices to the lake, but I am always worried that something will go wrong." Chu Yuqi shook her head.

She remembered that in the plot, a villager suspected that the son who drowned in the early years had not been reincarnated, and bribed the witch to sacrifice a living person to be his son's scapegoat.

This matter also interfered with the protagonist's line of sight and took a lot of detours, so she didn't plan to pay attention to it from the very beginning.

But that child can be saved. The other party's family is rich, so he can sell him a kindness.

"Senior Sister, go and run for me. I saw that the sacrifices are all packed in big boxes. I'm worried that some children will crawl in by mistake."

She couldn't help but praise her high EQ, saying this not only saved people, but also avoided conflicts with the villagers.

Shen Boyuan nodded: "Yuqi's intuition has always been accurate, Bu Qianqian, hurry up."

Knowing that she was useless, Bu Qianqian nodded and hurriedly ran towards the village.

This place is far away from Chengxian Lake, and it would take twenty or ten minutes to run there, so she dared not waste time.

Probably because she was running too fast, one of her feet slipped, and she fell heavily, bloodshot eyes instantly oozing from her knees.

It hurt so much, she realized that she couldn't stand up at all, and she was so anxious that she burst into tears.

A person suddenly appeared in the field of vision, and she had a look of surprise, it's great, it's saved!

-

Today's weather is not beautiful, but Wangxiantai is still full of people.

The lake festival is a tradition that has lasted for thousands of years in Xianyuan Village. Today is the day of the lake festival, and everyone has come to watch the fun.

There are incense tables and various sacrifices on Wangxiantai, and the sorceress is wearing a grand sacrificial attire, chanting words in her mouth, the accent is like some kind of old saying, with a strange rhythm.

Fang Linxiao watched with relish, but quickly drew his attention back.

They don't rush over to help, but they are still here to watch the fun, isn't it too unreasonable?
"Teacher Ruan, shouldn't we go?" He could only gently remind the people who watched the scene full of interest.

Ming Zhuo shook his head, "Don't go, I haven't seen the Lake Festival yet, it's so fun, I love to watch it."

A group of villagers walked over with three freshly slaughtered animals, and the smell of blood permeated instantly, making people feel physically uncomfortable.