The Time Traveling Anchor and Her Eight Hundred Fence-Sitters

Zhao Mianmian followed the path the little monk had told her, and soon found the Wind-Chasing Pavilion and the stele that the audience in the live broadcast room were looking for in the back mountain.

The pavilion was not big, but the stele with inscriptions on it was as tall as an adult. It stood beside a stone table, looking shadowy, eerie and scary.

Following the instructions of the audience in the live broadcast room, Zhao Mianmian walked into the Wind Chasing Pavilion and walked around the stele.

Everyone followed her gaze and saw a blurry mass of holes and pits on the stele.

【??? That's it???】

[Hahahaha, it's late at night, and in the wild, what are you looking forward to? ? ]

[We thought it would be hard to see, but we didn't expect it to be so unclear. By the way, host, didn't you bring a lantern or something? ? ]

Zhao Mianmian rolled her eyes, indicating that she didn't want to talk.

The fans in her live broadcast room continued to laugh on the public screen:

[Hahaha, this is so funny. If you hadn't asked her to pay off her debt, she wouldn't have wanted to come out at all. She even brought a lantern with her. Is she afraid that she won't die fast enough? ? ]

[I was so careless. Who would have thought that the mountain behind the Huguo Temple would be so dark! ! ]

[It actually has nothing to do with whether we are in the wild or not. It’s mainly because the weather is bad today and there is no moon. Otherwise, everyone can still see it clearly.]

[What should we do now? It's out in the wilderness, there's nothing there, and even the inscriptions on the monument can't be seen clearly. Can we just let the anchor go back like this? ]

[What else can I do? Otherwise...]

Before the audience in the live broadcast room could finish their words, their vision suddenly went dark, and even the little remaining light disappeared in an instant.

The shocked crowd quickly typed question marks on the public screen:

【? ? ? 】

[What's going on? What did you do? 】

[No way, it’s going to end right now? ? ]

[We can still post comments, so the show should not be over. ]

[What is the anchor doing? Why is he so shady?! ]

The audience in the live broadcast room only knew that the public screen had turned pitch black, but they didn't know that Zhao Mianmian had just seen a group of shadows flying towards her, and now they had quickly dived under the stone table in the Wind Chasing Pavilion and hid timidly!

A group of people in black came, each holding a knife in their hands.

Even in the dim wilderness, they all covered their faces, leaving only a pair of sinister and vicious eyes exposed.

The man did not see Zhao Mianmian, so he stopped after rushing into the Zhuifeng Pavilion, stood beside the stone table and spoke in a low voice.

"Bah! What bad luck! The duck that was about to be caught flew away again!"

"That's right. We chased him for ten miles and were about to catch him, but he escaped again!!"

"Boss, why don't we look for him again? This Huguo Temple is so small, and with his status, he can't hide in the backyard room. Who knows where the cat is, waiting for someone to rescue him!"

"Looking for? What the hell! Do you think the Xuanlin Guards are vegetarians?!

Not to mention that we have been chasing that man for half an hour. I'm afraid that as soon as we led him out of the city, the Xuanlin Guards heard the news and followed us.

If we go back to look for him now, wouldn't that be walking into a trap and handing ourselves over to the Xuanlin Guards?!"

After hearing what the others said, Zhao Mianmian, who was hiding under the stone table, trembled.

She didn't expect that she was so unlucky. However, when she went out for a walk, not only did she meet strangers whom she couldn't afford to offend, but she also happened to be involved with the Xuanlin Guards.

Zhao Mianmian didn't know who the man in black standing in the pavilion and talking was at this moment. She instinctively closed her mouth and held her breath, trying to reduce her presence.

However, when the audience in the live broadcast room heard the familiar words, they became excited as if they were injected with chicken blood.

[Hmm? Xuanlin Guard? ? ]

[What? ? Xuanlin Guard? ? Where, where? ! ! ]

[Hahaha, I told you, following the anchor will give you good food, she finally went out, how could it be for nothing! Look, even the Xuanlin Guards came out for a stroll.]

[From what these men in black said, it seems like they are chasing someone. I don't know who they are chasing, or if there is any danger.]

[Oh, the person who can be related to Xuanlin Guard is either Father Xiao or an alien. But I think the probability of Father Xiao hanging around outside at this point is low. He is probably an alien whose identity has been exposed and he is being targeted by both the men in black and Xuanlin Guard.]

In fact, the analysis of the barrage was correct. The group of men in black were looking for an alien.

However, this strange man was agile and good at escaping. As soon as he entered the back mountain of the Huguo Temple, he disappeared, leaving the group of people chasing him like headless flies.

Zhao Mianmian didn’t care at all who these men in black were looking for. She just wanted them to leave quickly so that she could get out from under the stone table and sneak back into the room quietly.

She had been out for half an hour already. If she didn't go back, and was discovered by Dong Zhu, she would probably become suspicious.

Several men in black talked in front of Zhao Mianmian for a while, and finally they unanimously decided to avoid Xuanlin Guards first and move to another place to wait for the opportunity.

Seeing several people holding knives and leaving, Zhao Mianmian let out a breath of foul air.

But before she had finished venting her anger, someone suddenly stopped and pointed at the stone tablet in the pavilion, saying in surprise:

"Look! What is that?!"

The audience in the live broadcast room didn't know what the man in black had discovered, and they speculated on the public screen:

[Fuck, I told you that the stone tablet was not simple! ]

[Ahhhh, I really want to know what they found. Do you think it could be an authentic work of some master?! ]

[No, I think it might be a trace left by some strange person, like "xxxx was here" or something like that.]

[How is that possible?! If you ask me, it is most likely a motto left by the deceased abbot of Huguo Temple, the kind that predicts the fate of the country.]

[No, no, no, I think what you said is wrong. Although this back mountain is remote, it is not a forbidden area. If there really is such a thing, it would have been discovered long ago.]

【Then tell me, what is it? 】

[A treasure map, it must be a treasure map. Isn't that how it's played out in TV dramas, where the clues to the treasure map are written into an inscription and then carved on a stone tablet.

People racked their brains for clues to the treasure, and finally found that what they were looking for was right in front of them. 】

【…】

【Watch less TV, it's not good for the anchor. 】

【Hahahaha, the host's silence is deafening. 】

[Huh? Where's the host? Why isn't the host talking?! ]

Zhao Mianmian didn't dare to say anything. She just glanced in the direction the man in black was pointing.

I didn't see the proverb or the treasure map, but I did see something the size of a palm lying quietly next to the base of the stone tablet.

When the firelight from afar shone through the cool air onto that thing, it refracted a delicate and warm light.

Zhao Mianmian almost fainted from crying under the stone table in the Chasing Wind Pavilion:

【(?﹏?) 】

[Ahhhhhh, my shoes fell off!!!]