The other guests winked at Wanlin from various angles.

He was signaling to stop.

Stop provoking Junyao.

Jun Yao, however, seemed quite nonchalant, saying, "This is the last variety show I'll be on before I completely retire from the entertainment industry. It doesn't matter if I'm a little chubby or thin. Anyway, I won't need to be on camera anymore."

Wanlin looked incredulous. "The entertainment industry is so lucrative, and you look down on it?"

The others nearby: "..."

Why don't you, director, mute their microphones?

Anyway, the material they discussed wouldn't be suitable for broadcast.

The director, having probably sensed the resentment of the others, quickly got to work, ending the idle chatter with the theme of the second episode.

"Let me give you a brief introduction to the place we're going to this time."

"The destination is called Phoenix Grottoes."

"What's amazing about this place is that the carvings on the stone wall don't depict a real phoenix, but rather a grand scene of hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix."

"So, in the beginning, the locals named the caves in this area the Caves of Frolicking Birds."

"But later, as more and more outsiders entered this village, they saw this magnificent grotto."

"Some people realized that this was not a simple flock of birds playing, but a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, and specifically corrected the locals."

"Later, the local authorities finally began to pay attention to these voices and decided to build a wooden pavilion corridor to protect the carvings on the stone wall."

The strange events surrounding the grottoes occurred during this period.

The cultural relics protection survey team that was dispatched to the area at the time attached great importance to the actual situation of the grottoes.

Therefore, even when the technology was not advanced enough, they spared no effort to transport the most sophisticated instruments from afar, even carrying them by hand to the village called Qingmo.

However, when they actually stood in front of the grotto, they were deeply amazed by its vibrant colors and felt it was incredible.

"While the murals here may not be the most exquisite, the colors are the most vibrant I've ever seen in my life!"

The team leader shouted, his voice even trembling with sobs.

The other members of the group also chimed in, expressing their instant liking for the grotto murals.

But the local guide still spoke up to remind them—

"The mural isn't always this bright; it depends on the weather. When the weather is bad, the colors are even more vibrant... but when the weather is nice, the colors fade."

The members of the expedition team immediately realized that the leader had made a mistake.

Logically speaking, the true colors of grotto murals can only be revealed under sufficient sunlight.

They didn't dwell on this minor "slip of the tongue" at the time; they simply accepted the local arrangements, moved into the village, and began preparing in an orderly manner for the next phase of the investigation and restoration work.

The expedition team was in high spirits and full of enthusiasm, planning everything perfectly.

However, when they regained their composure and set off again for the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Grotto, they discovered that all the roads and bridges leading there from the mountain were broken!

What's even stranger is that, from a distance, separated by broken walls and ruins, what looked like the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Grotto was actually a pale and dilapidated color, like a delicate flower that had just been battered by a storm...

Everyone was even more puzzled.

How could this happen?

As their curiosity about the grottoes grew stronger, the expedition team became even more eager to observe everything in the grottoes up close as soon as possible.

The village mobilized several labor teams to work overtime to repair the broken road and bridge.

After much effort and trouble, the expedition team finally saw the grottoes.

However, immediately after the expedition team conducted their first survey and research work on the grottoes, some of them fell ill.

The first person to fall ill developed colorful sores all over his body. The local old doctor came to examine him and said it was a poisoning caused by a mixture of several toxins.

Everyone found it strange, because this team member was a complete workaholic with a fanatical obsession with grottoes.

Besides studying the grotto murals, he couldn't possibly be distracted by anything else in the mountains.

How could someone like that be infected with a mixture of toxins?

The doctor did everything he could to treat him, but the man was too ill; the toxins had entered his liver and lungs, and he died in less than five days.

The death of this team member had a significant impact and was a huge blow to the other team members.

Some suspect that the villagers, not wanting to be disturbed by the outside world, tampered with the murals in the grotto, leading to the death of the team member.

The team leader also firmly believed this claim. After leaving alone, he went to the higher authorities to report the matter, hoping to get a reasonable explanation for the team member.

However, when the team leader returned to the village with people who could support them, he heard that all the expedition team members had developed the same boils to varying degrees.

Moreover, it's not just them who have this problem; even some children and elderly people in the village have contracted the same ailment.

As a result, the villagers of Qingmo Village came to hate these members of the outside research team.

They felt that their disturbance had disturbed the mountain god who created the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Grottoes.

The mountain god was angered, so he punished these people, which also implicated the villagers of Qingmo Village.

The villagers were eager to drive them out, but the expedition team insisted on finding out exactly what poisoned the first member of the team.

The two sides were locked in a fierce standoff, neither willing to back down.

Later, with the coordination of representatives from higher authorities, the expedition team was allowed to stay alone on abandoned land in the mountains, maintaining a certain distance from the villagers.

Furthermore, villagers are prohibited from approaching the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Grottoes during this period.

Just when everyone thought all the variables were under control, more team members died one after another.

The captain and his team gradually realized that someone was indeed manipulating everything behind the scenes. The manipulator might not be a villager from Qingmo Village, but could be something even more sinister!

They secretly installed night-view cameras nearby, but they couldn't capture anything.

But the grotto images in the lens suddenly became more vivid at night.

It was as if an unseen hand was holding a paintbrush, gradually adding a new layer of color to these stone statues!

The expedition team stayed for a short time, but there was no way to get any closer to the wall of grottoes, and the expedition made no progress.

Their work no longer received support from higher authorities, and even though the team leader insisted on trying to get another chance, all they received was an order to evacuate and return immediately.

The filming director continued, "After that expedition team left, no professionals came to touch this grotto again. Occasionally, tourists come, but even if they just look at it from a distance, they can easily get mild boils."

"The local villagers still felt that they had offended the mountain god, so they no longer named the grottoes 'Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix' as suggested by the research team, but instead named the place Phoenix Grottoes."

"Strangely enough, since it was renamed Phoenix Grotto, no one in Qingmo Village has been diagnosed with poisonous sores."

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