Variety shows are crazy but don't cause internal conflict; I'm proud to drive others crazy

Chapter 50 You're really like an old monk's wooden fish, born to be beaten!
The outskirts of the woods.

A group of people were searching for someone with flashlights, and the director also came to the village by helicopter.

When Liu Qingyan walked over, everyone realized that he was carrying Jiang Nanxi in a very careful princess carry!
The director was startled when he saw that Jiang Nanxi was pale and had her eyes closed.

He rushed over and said, "Teacher Liu, what happened to Jiang Nanxi? Are you in any danger? Please, Teacher Liu, save her. I'll hold her!"

"No need."

Liu Qingyan said indifferently.

"We did encounter some danger just now, but it has been resolved. Nanxi just suffered a minor injury."

The director kindly reminded her, "Teacher Liu, the rescue team is outside. They brought a stretcher. You can put her on the stretcher and let them carry her back."

"I can carry you."

After saying that, Liu Qingyan picked up Jiang Nanxi and left, returning to the village chief's house.

director:? ? ?
audience:!!!
Is this a question of whether or not you can carry him/her?
Something's really off between you two!
Jiang Nanxi's injuries were quite severe, and the fact that she had used a lot of spiritual energy to help An'an pass on to the afterlife had caused her to collapse from exhaustion.

She slept soundly for a night and felt better, but whenever she used her spiritual power, she felt a slight pain in all the meridians of her body.

Jiang Nanxi sat cross-legged on the bed and checked her internal condition, discovering that one of her meridians was injured.

"This Yin Buddha Ghost Artifact's attack is really powerful. It just hit me casually and injured my meridians. Once this thing is injured, it's not easy to recover."

Jiang Nanxi is now unable to absorb spiritual energy for cultivation. Every time spiritual energy circulates in her body, she feels a pain in her meridians.

The pain actually intensifies with repeated use!
"Damn it."

Jiang Nanxi originally thought that absorbing so much ghost energy from evil spirits would allow her to advance in rank, but unexpectedly she suffered a serious injury and caused more trouble.

She needs to find the relevant medicinal herbs to make elixirs for treatment first, and then she can start cultivating, otherwise her condition will get worse and worse.

the next day.

The director and staff took a helicopter back first, while the remaining guests took minibuses down the mountain.

The minibus has plenty of space; it can seat six guests and the trunk can hold a lot of things.

Song Shixing drove, Liu Qingyan sat in the passenger seat, and the other four people sat in the back.

Jiang Nanxi fell into a deep sleep as soon as she got on the bus.

A sting.

Suddenly the car stopped.

Jiang Nanxi groggily opened her eyes and heard Song Shixing's complaining voice.

"Why are there so many yellow papers on the roadside? The wind blew them up and they were stuck to my car windows, making it impossible for me to see the road. I almost drove my car into the fence."

Jiang Nanxi looked at the stone wall beside the road.

There were no trees at all, and rows of cave dwellings had been dug out of the desolate stone wall.

The yellow paper was scattered from those cave dwellings.

The wind on the mountain was strong, howling and blowing more and more yellow paper down. Many of them fell onto the car, and most of them stuck to the windshield.

Song Shixing had no choice but to stop the car, get out, and tear off the yellow paper from the windshield.

The others wanted to help, but instead they heard a cry for help coming from the cave dwelling next to them.

"Help! Help me..."

The cry for help was weak and feeble, sounding like that of an injured elderly person. Song Shixing paused, then turned to Liu Qingyan and asked, "Brother Qingyan, did you hear someone calling for help?"

"heard it."

Liu Qingyan glanced in the direction of the cave dwellings, "It seems to be coming from inside those cave dwellings."

Song Shixing followed his gaze and looked over. "Why are there so many kilns? Did someone dig them up to fire porcelain here?"

"Porcelain is not fired in this kind of kiln."

Just as Liu Qingyan finished speaking, the old man's desperate cry for help came again, "Help, save me..."

"Could an elderly person have accidentally fallen in and can't get out? Shall we go check?"

Just as Song Shixing was about to walk towards the cave dwelling, Jiang Nanxi got out of the car and stopped him.

"Don't go over there if you're not an elderly person."

Jiang Nanxi explained, "These are burial pits for the elderly. Family members would send the elderly into these pits, put some food in them, and then leave them to fend for themselves. Once the elderly died in the pit, these pits would become their graves."

"what?!"

Song Shixing was shocked.

"How can there be such a thing? Isn't that forcing the elderly to their deaths? Are the cries for help we heard an elderly person who was brought in by their family and can't get out?"

“In ancient times, resources were scarce, and temporary dwellings were common in some areas, but they have long been abolished in modern times, and basically no one would do that anymore. There are no elderly people trapped in these temporary dwellings.”

Jiang Nanxi pointed to the row of cave dwellings.

“Look outside the cave dwellings, there are only damaged door slots and bolt marks, but nothing has been used to block the entrance, which means that these cave dwellings have not been used for a long time. If an elderly person was sent inside to die, their family would definitely have sealed the cave dwelling with something.”

As soon as Jiang Nanxi finished speaking, the old, weak cry for help came again, its tone becoming more urgent and somewhat mournful.

"Help, help me, help me..."

Song Shixing frowned and asked, "If there's no old man inside, where is this sound coming from? He's been calling for a long time."

“The elderly people who died here in the past were all sent here by their families and locked up inside to starve to death. These elderly people had a lot of resentment after they died, and most of them would stay in the same place.”

Jiang Nanxi's eyes darkened, and she said, "If I'm not mistaken, it should be an evil spirit born from resentment, imitating the old man's voice to lure humans into the cave."

Is this for real? It sounds so far-fetched!

[We used to have these "death-settlement kilns" around here, but nobody uses them anymore; it's illegal. But we haven't seen any resentment spawning any evil spirits. The latter half was definitely made up by Jiang Nanxi.]

"His cries were so pitiful."

Song Wanwan got out of the car and said, "I think it must be an elderly person. Maybe an elderly person passed by here and couldn't get out. Let's go and take a look."

Song Wanwan glanced at the camera and said to Jiang Nanxi, "You just wanted to save trouble and get down the mountain as soon as possible, so you made up this whole bunch of stories to prevent us from rescuing people, right? Jiang Nanxi, you are so vicious."

I also think it's better to go in and check, just in case there really are elderly people trapped inside. If you just leave like this, how desperate that old person must be!

[Wanwan is right. Jiang Nanxi is a selfish person. She might be deliberately making up a bunch of nonsense to get everyone to leave, just to save herself trouble.]

Jiang Nanxi couldn't help but sigh, and looked at Song Wanwan with a quiet expression, saying, "You really are like an old monk's wooden fish."

Song Wanwan frowned in confusion, "What?"

"A natural-born punching bag!"

Jiang Nanxi suddenly grabbed Song Wanwan's hair and dragged her towards the death kiln, saying, "So you want to play the saint and save people, huh? I'll let you save as many as you want!"

(End of this chapter)