Sang Yue was originally frightened and could not resist Lan Qiuchen's strong curiosity, so she opened the adventure blogger's video and went back to the episode where she saw the black and red vest.
The blogger’s real name was Xu Ming. After his business failed, he let himself go and started live broadcasting to make fun of himself.
Later some netizens suggested that he make eye-catching videos, such as street shots of thief, sex, and demons. It's a good suggestion, and he did earn some traffic. As his fame grew, he became more and more known and was retaliated by those gangs.
For the sake of my own life, I had no choice but to take other pictures.
After learning that he had compromised with the evil forces, he was scolded by netizens and his traffic was reduced by half.
Then, sane netizens suggested that he take a day trip to the haunted house, or go to the paper-burning street in July and a half to see if there is really a piao. While taking pictures, he began to visit the superstitious customs in remote areas across the country.
What about asking for rice, God descending and so on.
Now no one was taking revenge, and his live broadcast room became somewhat famous, so he simply changed his name to Xu Jingke. It is said that in ancient times there was Xu Xiake who explored secluded places and secrets, and today there is Xu Jingke who explores horror culture.
Not to mention, since he changed his name, his live broadcast room has become more and more popular.
Of course, being famous may have something to do with changing your name, but the biggest relationship is that the live video is both real and plot-heavy, and is worth watching.
"Where is the black and red vest?" Lan Qiuchen adjusted the playback time in confusion, but couldn't find the shot.
Since you can’t find it, it’s a ghost.
Sang Yue pinched her eyebrows, unable to believe that such a day would come to her. She was still struggling: "Maybe the scene was too scary and was deleted?"
Lan Qiuchen glanced at her speechlessly. : "Be more promising, you can do magic after all."
The wizard who is afraid of Ah Piao will make people laugh if he tells it.
"Have you ever seen a Taoist priest use magic to catch ghosts?" Sang Yue squinted.
Lan Qiuchen: "..." I haven't seen it before, but now I have the opportunity to feast my eyes on it and see how good my idol is.
In order to find the man in the black and red vest, the two of them went through the episode from the beginning to the end, never seeing each other. Even Sang Yue couldn't see it anymore, which made her sure of one thing:
"Someone among those seven people must be entangled."
"Seven?" Lan Qiu Chen looked back at her doubtfully, "There are only five people in Xu Jingke and his team."
Sang Yue: "..."
Lan Qiuchen: "..."
The next moment, the two of them reached for the remote control to turn off the video almost at the same time, and then looked at each other. Although they are good, they are addicted, but their strength does not allow them to act recklessly. I don't even dare to try, for fear that I will die if I try.
Forget it, the Congxin duo decided to shelve the matter of meeting Ah Piao for the time being, and wait until their strength improves before going to watch.
Later, Sang Yue asked about the blind boy’s follow-up.
"I originally wanted to write that comment, but I didn't expect someone to write it first, so I just gave it a like and seconded it." Lan Qiuchen said, pulling out the comment from her phone, "Look, that's it. This one.”
Sang Yue leaned over and took a look, and it turned out to be what he saw that day.
"But it's very strange," Lan Qiuchen's mind was relatively developed and he thought divergently, "I only dare to say this after getting your promise. Why does this person say this? Could it be that he can pinch me?" Can you count?"
Sang Yue tilted her head after hearing this, "It's not surprising, there are so many strange people in the world."
At a quick glance that day, I didn't see that the fat guy was there. Something special. "Isn't he one of them? So he can predict your future from your face?" Lan Qiuchen learned that she had followed the account and saw the other person in person, and hurriedly said, "Why don't you go and take a look? Take a look. The other party is an enemy or a friend.”
"You are my fan." Sang Yue explained.
“It’s better if you are a fan,” Lan Qiuchen analyzed. “There must be a few people who can understand faces. If he can catch ghosts, we will tell him what happened to Xu Jingke.”
That Xu Jingke and his team are entangled by Ah Piao, something will happen sooner or later.
Although they are seeking death by live broadcasting in those places, it is not a crime worthy of death, and the majority of people who eat melon like to watch it. They have no ability, but experts are among the people. Maybe that fan is the descendant of the hidden expert?
This makes sense. Sang Yue looked at the time and saw that it was still early, not even nine o'clock in the evening.
I believe that no young people can sleep at this time, so I pointed out the account. This time, there is no need to use the light tracing technique. Instead, use the tracking technique to directly find his location and project it onto the light screen.
Soon, a lively street appeared in the light curtain from an overlooking angle. The street lights are bright and there is a constant flow of pedestrians and bicycles.
Because the street is not wide, the shops on both sides of the road place their products on the roadside, making it look narrow. I didn’t see any cars entering, but there were quite a few pedestrians and bicycles.
The orderly traffic lights changed colors. The fat guy was wearing armor and a windbreaker, riding a small electric donkey and driving slowly. While driving, he parked the car on the side of the road and went into a nearby store to buy food.
He also patronized roadside stalls, and soon bought a basket of barbecues. There were several bottles of drinks in the trunk and footrest of the car.
"Sure enough, no fat man is innocent." Lan Qiuchen was envious and jealous. "I have always dreamed of working in an old neighborhood like this in a big city, renting a house, and buying a small electric donkey. In the evening, Just eat like this all the way after get off work."
This fat man is living the life she longed for. He is so happy.
Sang Yue: "..." What a simple and unpretentious ambition.
As the fat boy’s route changed, the scene gradually became lively. In addition to street lights, there are also bright and bright lights of various colors, the street scene is gorgeous and noisy, and the flow of people begins to become denser.
The fat boy took his time and drove the car close to the roadside, as if he was avoiding passers-by calmly. The further he went, the more pedestrians there were, and the colorful lights of the roadside stalls flashed colorfully, competing for the light with neighboring shops.
This street is not too narrow. There is a sidewalk near the roadside shops. The tram will be open to traffic tonight.
The big driveway outside is the night market street, but there is a parade tonight. Under the escort of the noisy crowd, a classically ornately decorated motorcade was driving slowly, with figures dressed in ancient costumes playing gongs and drums and jumping around in front and behind.
Some tourists asked the shopkeeper on the roadside what kind of parade this was.
“The Spring Festival Parade welcomes the New Year and welcomes the God of Fortune and Wealth.” The shop owner on the roadside smiled and narrowed his eyes as he watched the parade pass in front of his shop. “My granddaughter is playing the flower fairy on the boat behind. .”
Oh, not only the tourists were envious, but Lan Qiuchen was also envious:
“Why doesn’t our Lanxi Village have such a traditional festival? It’s so backward!”
As a result, she lived in seclusion in the mountains, feeling a lot of emptiness, loneliness, and coldness. The richness and fulfillment of her nightlife couldn't keep up with other people's rhythms. Lo and behold, when those tourists learned that pedestrians could also participate in the parade, they immediately called on their friends to join the parade.
Many of the roadside stalls were filled with tourists eager to buy masks, which made the stall owners smile with joy. Lan Qiuchen screamed in envy and jealousy.
Sang Yue was also dazzled by this scene, but her attention quickly returned to the fat boy.
He paused for a moment on the side of the sidewalk, watched the float pass by, and then continued to drive the electric donkey forward. The car drove to the end of Flower Street, turned a corner, and saw a relatively dark street.
There are not many pedestrians, only in twos and threes. Compared with the hustle and bustle on the Flower Street, this place seems particularly quiet.
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