so cute

There was silence all around, and everyone was stunned for a while.

There is really someone who is so bold as to take his homeland to support the gods... Is he crazy?

Greed is not enough to swallow elephants, he doesn't understand?

"No, no..." The old man eagerly argued, and was about to leave here, but just as he took a step, he fell down immediately.

The fall broke his forehead.

Jian Suifan thinks this is outrageous, okay, even if you really have ghosts, there might be ghosts in those puppets... What?A piece of land also has its own consciousness?What other gods have come out?

This old man still regards the boy as a god?

When your program team writes scripts, don’t you type a draft first to see if the cowhide will be blown out?

"Let's go back." Jing Jiujiu said slowly, "Just leave him here alone. Yanmo is looking for his offerings, and this land is also looking for people who will support him... It's none of our business For the matter, wait for two more days at most, and you should be able to go down the mountain."

Bai Yuhuai was the first to respond: "Yes."

The old man who refused to admit it at first became anxious now, and reached out to grab Jing Jiujiu's sleeve: "No, you can't go..."

He was halfway through.

Bai Yuhuai, Yin Mo and Ding Hanbing almost all stopped in front of him.

The three looked at each other: "..."

There is a moment of subtlety in the atmosphere.

The rest of the program team also looked subtle for a moment, and even the old man was stunned.But the old man quickly reacted——

So many people surrounded that boy, which shows how extraordinary he is!

"Do you know anything else?" the old man shouted, trying to stand on tiptoe.

The three people standing in front of Naihe were all taller than him by a large margin.

He was limping, and no matter how hard he tiptoed, it was useless.

Jian Suifan couldn't hold back and said, "Brother Bai, what are you doing? Can't you see that the clue for us to go down the mountain should be on him?"

Jian Suifan really didn't want to stay here any longer against the other party, so he couldn't help but get a little angry when he said it.

Jimeng was speechless at the side.

Xin said that this is better than me at acting.

Can't you be more humble and honest?

"Clue?" Ding Hanbing sneered.

Ding Hanbing turned his head and stared at Jian Suifan coldly: "Do you think this is playing tricks? If you want Li to accompany him to find clues, then you can stay here."

After Ding Hanbing finished speaking, he turned his head and followed Jing Jiujiu first.

"Wine..."

A swear word stuck in Jian Suifan's throat. He was afraid of being caught by the camera, so he couldn't swear.

Is Ding Hanbing sick?It's fine to target him deliberately, but why don't you go to Bai Yuhuai's side anyway?

Yin Mo laughed lightly, as if mocking Jian Suifan and the old man, and soon turned his head to follow.

"Wine wine."

"There are too many ungrateful people like this, don't take it to heart."

Jing Jiujiu didn't respond.

And this Bai Yuhuai looked at the old man with cold eyes, which shocked him there.The old man instinctively felt a sense of trembling and fear... Seeing that he didn't dare to move or scream, Bai Yuhuai turned around.

"Jiujiu, you're so smart, you can tell what's going on at a glance." Ding Hanbing was still boasting.

Everyone was a little dazed.

So they all know this master?

Jing Jiujiu said nonchalantly, "Bai Yuhuai taught it."

He didn't even look back, but Bai Yuhuai's heart couldn't stop moving slightly, like a spring breeze blowing past.

Ding Hanbing was at a loss for words after listening.

I don't know how to answer this!

Yin Mo quickly interjected: "I will teach you next time. You can ask me anything."

Jing Jiujiu: "Yes."

Yin Mo struck while the iron was hot, and asked in a low voice: "Then when you become a paper doll, you can actually stay in my pocket..."

Ding Hanbing:?

What the fuck am I missing?

Ding Hanbing quickly said: "What paper figure? Stay here!" Ding Hanbing said, pulling down the pocket of the jacket: "My pocket is big!"

Everyone looked at Yin Mo and Ding Hanbing, one left and one right, surrounded the young man, murmured and didn't know what to say, but they seemed to be very close.

Let them think of the photos posted by the previous marketing account.

It seems that they surrounded someone... That night Ding Hanbing also posted an inexplicable Weibo.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, it's not just Ding Hanbing who is inexplicable?Ink is also inexplicable.

Ji Meng's heart skipped a beat.

Yin Mo's specially posted "found it" Weibo, doesn't it refer to this Young Master Jing?

At this time, Bai Yuhuai walked forward slowly: "Jingjiu."

Jing Jiujiu turned his head in an instant, and escaped from their encirclement immediately.

"Huh?" Jing Jiujiu took the initiative to walk beside Bai Yuhuai, and asked softly, "Did you find anything else?"

Bai Yuhuai: "Nothing."

A question mark appeared on Jing Jiujiu's head: "...Oh."

But the corners of Bai Yuhuai's mouth became softer.

Jing Jiujiu shook his head secretly.

He always felt that Bai Yuhuai had become strange...

Seeing this scene, the photographer behind him couldn't help whispering, "Ding Ge and Mr. Yin, are they both interested in him?"

After Jian Suifan listened, she couldn't ridicule even if she wanted to.

indeed.The boy looks like he is easy to like.

Immediately afterwards, the photographer sighed again: "... If I were Brother Bai, I would definitely like him to death. Brother Bai just called out, and he walked over. How dedicated."

Jian Suifan was suffocating fear and unhappiness in his heart.

The three people surrounding the boy were either more popular than him, richer than him, or more prestigious than him...

Jian Suifan thought to himself, who the hell would want to be single-minded?

"Come on, let's all go in." The photographer said.

He has to take charge of everyone's safety on behalf of the program crew.

Jian Suifan couldn't hold back his face at this time, so he simply turned around and went to talk to the old man.

He was even thinking about it, what if he was the first to find the clue?In this episode of the show, he will take over the powerful role, right?

Jian Suifan turned around and smiled: "Do you have anything else to say? You can tell me everything, maybe I can help you."

Is the old man an npc?

Is it possible to get clues after knowing his story and helping him?

But the old man suddenly put away his embarrassed and panicked look, and gave him a cold look: "You can't help."

Jian Suifan opened his mouth and was about to refute.

The old man said, "You are not a god."

Jian Suifan laughed angrily: "What? Just that boy just now, he is a god?"

"He is." The old man said firmly.

Only God can surround so many powerful believers.

Just like the first time he saw the god in red.

No, no, this young god is even more powerful than the previous one.In just one meeting, the boy saw through everything...

The old man shivered subconsciously, raised his face and looked at Jian Suifan: "If you can invite God for me..."

"Then you will give me the clue?" Jian Suifan asked impatiently.

Why does it have to be that boy?

"What clues?" The old man turned cold again: "The gods know everything, what clues do you still ask me for?"

Jian Suifan: "..."

Today, I can't talk anymore.

Jian Suifan turned his head and left, cursing in anger.

The young man is not the mc hired by the program group, is this old man blind, why must he hold him tight?

But the old man was muttering something: "Piety... piety can move the gods..." As the old man said, he knelt and kowtowed again, regardless of the blood on his head.

Jian Suifan glanced back, trembling in shock at his appearance, and walked away quickly.

His brain seemed to be split in two.

Half of them are yelling loudly, you have a fucking ghost!Hit a ghost, did you hear that?Nothing is right!

The other half is also shouting, what you recorded is a horror reality show, all made by the program crew, you are really stupid/crazy.

Jian Suifan quickened his pace and returned to the factory.

Jing Jiujiu had already crawled back into Bai Yuhuai's tent.

Bai Yuhuai said lightly: "The old man can't die yet."

Jing Jiujiu: "Huh?"

Bai Yuhuai picked up the fluffy little paper man: "Don't you want a bigger body?"

Jing Jiujiu: "Oh. Only he knows where the people who make these things are."

Bai Yuhuai: "Yes."

Jing Jiujiu also took the paper figurine, pinched it lightly on his fingertips, sighed softly and said, "It's hard to leave the homeland. After this piece of land has been used up, they probably did some actions to let the people here People have lingering fears. That’s why they made these puppets and paper figurines, hung them on the branches, and pretended that they still lived in this land, so as to soothe the consciousness of this land... That’s why the old man kowtowed and kowtowed. What is being sacrificed is the earth that has lost all life, and it is full of words, everything is there. Where is it? There is nothing here."

"Probably the only thing the old man didn't expect was that Yan Mo would really come to the world to collect his offerings..."

Jing Jiu paused, and said, "Yan Mo is really miserable."

He also let him take half of his finger.

Jing Jiujiu thought about it again, and commented with great sincerity: "...Before this, I didn't know that King Yama looked like this."

Bai Yuhuai moved his lips, wanting to say, these old things have been huddled for many years since the underworld disappeared, and it's normal if you haven't seen them...

Jing Jiujiu opened his mouth again immediately afterward: "It's quite beautiful... there is a beauty in it."

Bai Yuhuai's heart tightened: "Really?"

Jing Jiujiu: "Oh, it's just too tall."

Bai Yuhuai felt relieved: "Yeah." After speaking, he immediately added another sentence calmly: "Whether it's the ghost messenger or the ghost king in the underworld, they are all nine feet long. It is said that they were born in the nether world. After a long time, it will become like this. In the nether world, it is a symbol of dignity."

In short -

Everything in the underworld is so ugly.

None of the ratios are normal.

Jingjiu:?

Jing Jiujiu: "I've learned a lot!"

Yin Mo couldn't bear the jealousy and unwillingness in his heart outside, so he raised his hand and shook the tent: "Mr. Bai is knowledgeable, why don't we come and have a chat, when can ordinary people make wishes to King Yama? Make a wish and go to hell Is it a good time to have a good pregnancy?"

Bai Yuhuai looked indifferent.

What does it have to do with him?

In fact, as long as the three realms hadn't collapsed, it would have hit Jing Jiujiu if it fell, and it had nothing to do with him.

Jing Jiujiu let out a low "Huh", but raised his hand and opened the zipper, letting Yin Mo and number one melon eater Ding Hanbing in.

Jing Jiu paused for a moment: "The underworld is gone. Is it true that the ten halls of hell have lost their support and can only rely on the beliefs of mortals to make a living? Last time Master Tingyi said that since the Ming Dynasty, there has been no heaven and earth. Concept. Then..." "The evil god in the castle, was he also a god? Has he fallen?"

After Yin Mo listened, he hurriedly boasted: "Jiujiu is right!"

Ding Hanbing thought about it, and had nothing to say, so he just followed up with a post: "I think so too."

Bai Yuhuai heard that they were chatting in a harmonious atmosphere, so he interrupted: "It's not that easy. The gods perform their duties, and for tens of thousands of years, they have left a fixed impression in people's hearts. For example, the thunderbolt Mother, can you expect them to exert the ability of God of Wealth? King Yama is the same. He was not born to be worshiped. Who will worship him? Only thousands of little ghosts and ghosts."

"It's not that gods want to become evil gods, they can become evil gods."

Jing Jiujiu was slightly at a loss.

Bai Yuhuai paused: "But the statue can be molded... When it was molded, it was just a statue. But if you tell the believers that it is Guanyin Bodhisattva, then the believers will regard it as Guanyin. It became the incarnation of Avalokitesvara."

Jing Jiujiu tilted his head: "So, gods can be created?"

Bai Yuhuai corrected: "Well, to be more precise, an evil god can be created. But it's not that easy. Even if it has followers, it still needs a godhead. Just like Guanyin, who is a god and Buddha, so the world Any statue can be his avatar."

Jing Jiujiu continued: "Does that mean that the godhead can be deprived? Take away someone else's godhead, make a new statue, give it a new name, make up a new origin, and let the believers worship ...it will become a new god, possessing abilities that were not possible before."

Yin Mo couldn't help but say: "Jiu Jiu's conjecture is reasonable... Jiu Jiu has more understanding than me, and Jiu Jiu has a relationship with gods and Buddhas."

Ding Hanbing couldn't speak at all, so he could only say dryly: "Well, I think so too."

After finishing speaking, Ding Hanbing suddenly came back to his senses, and said sharply: "Yinmo, are you crazy? What nonsense are you talking about? Do you still want Jiujiu to become a monk?"

are you crazy!

Suicide? Isn't it?

The corner of Yin Mo's mouth twitched: "No. Jiujiu doesn't want to be a monk."

Jing Jiujiu nodded: "Being a monk is not interesting at all." "Still poor."

Ink: "..."

Indeed, poor.

Bai Yuhuai did not speak again.

Jing Jiujiu was right.

He rubbed his fingertips... Then how about I turn Jingjiu into a god?

Jing Tinghua wants him to die in the old castle, wants him to be young and never taste the ups and downs, emotions, and six desires, and wants him to be the nourishment of the Jing family forever.

Then I want him to be a god, worshiped by thousands of people, not to mention mortals, even evil gods, can't let him be stained with any filth...

Jing Jiujiu waited quietly for a while, but did not wait for Bai Yuhuai to speak again.

So he supported the ground, bowed his waist, and moved his head to Bai Yuhuai's side, as if he was going to kiss Bai Yuhuai...

"Why are you silent?" Jing Jiujiu asked.

Yin Mo and Ding Hanbing saw a big "grass" rising in their hearts.

Knowing that pretending to be cool is so useful, who can't pretend?

Bai Yuhuai helped Jing Jiujiu's waist, and raised his head: "It's time to eat."

Jing Jiujiu: "Oh, then you guys go."

After speaking, he obediently waited in the tent.

It is indeed time to eat.

It's already one o'clock in the afternoon.

The program team barely boiled water, made an instant egg drop soup, ate two compressed biscuits and an apple, and lunch was over.

Where did Jian Suifan experience this?

After taking two bites, I put it down without taste.

Others ate a lot.

India and ink have suffered in the early years, what is this?However, Ding Hanbing felt that Jing Jiujiu was sitting there properly, and he thought it was sweet when he ate it.

Not to mention the photographers, even Yun Xin, a girl, knows the principle of conserving her energy, no matter how much she eats, eat first.

Bai Yuhuai got up with the bowl in his hand and walked into the tent.

Seeing this, Jian Suifan said, "...Is this going to be distributed to the person in the tent?"

Ding Hanbing knew that Jing Jiujiu couldn't eat at all, but he just couldn't bear Jian Suifan's eccentricity.

Ink also frowned.

No one hoped that Jing Jiujiu could really eat more than they did.

"You count yourself. It's only been more than a day since you recorded the show. How much fart have you farted with this mouth?" Ding Hanbing said.

The rest of the program group froze for a moment, they didn't expect Ding Hanbing to be so blunt and shameless.

Jane Suifan's face turned green: "I just want to ask..."

Yin Mo raised his head, suppressed the usual smile on his face, and said lightly: "Speak less, save yourself some energy. Give him all these things, and it's not your turn to talk, understand?"

The atmosphere outside the tent suddenly became tense.

In the tent, Jing Jiujiu asked, "Is it fragrant?"

Bai Yuhuai knew he wanted to eat.

Bai Yuhuai's eyes flickered: "Do you want to drink?"

Jing Jiujiu's eyes lit up: "Can I drink it as a paper man?"

"No, it will get wet. Turning into a paper doll can only restore your basic five senses."

Jing Jiujiu was disappointed.

Bai Yuhuai asked him, "Can you touch me?"

Jing Jiujiu stretched out his hand and pressed it on Bai Yuhuai's chest. The muscles underneath swelled up slightly. Jing Jiujiu could only feel the shape: "I can feel it."

Bai Yuhuai: "Well, that's fine."

Jingjiu:?

Bai Yuhuai picked up the bowl and lowered his head to take a sip, then clasped Jing Jiujiu's bracelet-wearing wrist, and pulled the fluffy ghost towards him.

Bai Yuhuai put down the bowl, and then carefully clasped Jing Jiujiu's head, as if he was afraid that it would go through if he tried hard.

He kissed Jing Jiujiu's lips.

Outside the tent, Ding Hanbing rolled up his sleeves angrily.

"Ding Shao, Ding Shao, calm down!"

"The camera is here, don't fight, don't fight."

There was a quarrel.

In the tent, Jing Jiujiu was stunned.

I felt a strong air attacking me, it was scorching hot, as if it wanted to scald him.

He exhaled a cool breath.

You can see Bai Yuhuai's overly handsome eyebrows and his long eyelashes.

Jing Jiujiu slightly moved away, and said dryly: "I didn't drink it..."

He only felt the shape of Bai Yuhuai's mouth.

Bai Yuhuai's eyes flashed, he held Jing Jiujiu back, kissed him again, and poked his tongue in...Jing Jiujiu stayed for three seconds, then quickly jumped away.

He licked his lips.

"...I got it."

It still didn't taste like anything, but he got it.

He really got it!

Jing Jiujiu sucked his tongue, as if some liquid really slid down his throat.

Sitting there motionless as a rock, Bai Yuhuai's face was reddish, and the veins on his neck were bulging, as if he was trying to endure something.

He did not capture Jing Jiujiu again.

Jingjiu Jiuzai carefully savored the hard-won tastes of the past seven years. Although he was lonely at the end, he was still very happy.

He murmured: "It turns out that if you want to do this... you can really drink something..."

Bai Yuhuai suddenly raised his head, always feeling that Jing Jiujiu's words were not quite right...

Jing Jiujiu said: "I will!"

Bai Yuhuai:?

Bai Yuhuai's eyelids twitched, the original charm and affection suddenly turned into a rush.

Jing Jiujiu won't find someone to "feed" him next time, will he?

Jing Jiujiu was very happy now, no matter what Bai Yuhuai was thinking, he smacked his lips, thinking, no wonder in the books and on the Internet, it is said that kissing is a great thing...

Ghosts also think it's great!

At this time, the noise outside the tent stopped abruptly.

Jing Jiujiu poked his head out happily: "Did you quarrel just now?"

"No..." Ding Hanbing denied it flatly.

Yun Xin's expression seemed to have seen a ghost: "...What happened last night, here it is again..."

Bai Yuhuai pulled the fur ball on Lajing Jiujiu's sweater, and pulled the boy back.

His eyes dimmed for a moment.

He carefully looked at the boy's face again.

Nothing has changed.

He is a ghost.

Bai Yuhuai did not leave the slightest trace on his lips, no one would know that he just kissed Jing Jiujiu in a daze.

Bai Yuhuai couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or what it was like in his heart.

"Teacher Bai." Yin Mo shouted in a deep voice.

Only then did Bai Yuhuai regain his thoughts, and turned his gaze to the outside world.

"They probably thought it was night again." Bai Yuhuai said calmly, but he didn't intend to go out.

Yin Mo asked: "Let's just look at it like this?"

Bai Yuhuai: "Yes."

This Jing Jiujiu was still opening his mouth.

Seeing this, Ding Hanbing couldn't help but ask, "Jiujiu, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Did those ghosts affect him?

Ding Hanbing got up and went to find a little paper figurine for him to use.

Jing Jiujiu shook his head: "No..."

He touched his teeth, touched his tongue, touched his soft and crimson lips like petals...

Jing Jiujiu: "I feel like my throat hurts..."

Jing Jiujiu frowned and pondered for a few seconds, then turned pale in shock, and turned to look at Bai Yuhuai: "Did I suck your yang energy?"

Ding Hanbing and Yin Mo were also shocked.

What the hell did Bai Yuhuai do just now?

They're in a tent...

Before they could ask for a result, Jian Suifan on the other end suddenly let out a scream.

Everyone turned their heads and saw the red figure bent down this time and entered through the factory gate.

Everyone was stunned, this time it was too late to even bite the puppet.

Yan Mo stood near where they camped and knocked on a broken door at hand.

Jing Jiujiu: "...that's pretty polite."

The polite Yan Mo got up with Jane Suifan, and asked politely again: "He... the offering? Can... eat it?"

Jian Suifan: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Jing Jiujiu pointed to the old man who was kowtowing all over the mountain outside the window, and his eyes were popping out in fright at the moment: "He can eat it. But before eating, you have to ask for me first. He knows how these puppets and paper figures are. Who did it all?"

Jian Suifan:? ? ?

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The author has something to say: "Did I suck your yang energy?"

shock!Bai Yuhuai is even a ghost!