Chapter 75

Even though Yan Xiu spoke to Jing Cheng with a high-level tone, Jing Cheng could detect a hint of malice from his expression.

He doesn't know who the strange person in the Republic of China is, but he is the only real Lingsu in the Jing family.

He is still alive, but has become a legend...

So, what Yan Xiu meant was that the character he wanted to play was himself?

Jing Cheng suddenly felt that he was not well.

Professor Fu was also very surprised: "It turned out to be Lingsu real person? I thought he was just a legend fabricated by the people. Could it be that there is such a person?"

Yan Xiu rolled his eyes, smiled slightly and said, "I believe there is such a person."

As soon as Director Zhao saw the three of them chatting together, he leaned over happily: "Who are you talking about? I seem to hear you talking about the real Lingsu?"

Professor Fu nodded and said, "Director Zhao also knows about this person?"

Jing Cheng also looked at Zhao Yi when he heard the words, he was a little curious about what people think of him now.

"Hi! I grew up listening to his legends!" Zhao Yi said with a longing look on his face, "My hometown... If you have read my exclusive interview, you probably know it. It used to be a backwater.Almost every family has 18 generations of poor peasants, and now you can see how many rows of top rich people come from there."

Professor Fu said with a smile: "I know, is it a rich town? Some of my colleagues joked that the villagers there are smoked from their ancestral graves, so they have become pillars in the past few decades."

Fugui Township...

Jing Cheng was thoughtful, why is this name so familiar?

Director Zhao smiled mysteriously: "Isn't it just smoke from the ancestral grave!"

Mao Yinghou walked to Yan Xiu's side, and her follow-up photographer also pointed the camera at them.

"Are you talking about the rich and noble town?" Mao Yinghou smiled gently and naturally inserted into their topic.

"What's the news about Fugui Township? All I know is that Fugui Township lives up to its name and there are many rich people there." Seeing Mao Rongyan approaching Yan Xiu, An Qi approached Jing Cheng and the others not to be outdone.

She tilted her head, stuck out her tongue, and said with a mischievous expression: "I thought it was renamed Fugui Township because there were a lot of rich people there, but I later found out that it was originally called Fugui Township."

An Qi gently brushed her hair back and let the camera focus on her side face.

The cameraman took a close-up shot of her very politely.

An Qi was probably trying to steal the spotlight, so she kept coming here.

After walking for such a long time, everyone is carrying big bags and small bags, their bodies are hot, and they will sweat a little bit.

And An Qi sprayed perfume on her body again, and the evening wind blew, and the smell of sweat mixed with the smell of perfume wafted out, Jing Cheng, who had a keen sense of smell, was dizzy from the smell.

Couldn't help but stay away from her.

Jing Cheng's dodging movements are really obvious, as if he regards An Qi as a scourge.

Seeing this scene, Yang Hong over there sneered without any shame.

Angie: "..."

Under the successive blows, she really lost confidence in her charm this time.

Zhao Yi didn't pay attention to other people's small lawsuits, and said with a smile: "Fugui Township was not rich in the past, that's why it got the name Fugui Township. Its name actually embraces the expectations of the villagers."

Yan Xiu's eyes drifted to Jing Cheng who had been silent all this time: "Then what does this have to do with Master Lingsu?"

Jing Cheng inexplicably felt the hair on his back. He turned his head and found that Yan Xiu was looking at him. When he saw him looking over, he actually nodded and smiled at him before turning his gaze away.

Jing Cheng: "?"

Neuropathy!

People around heard the words and pricked up their ears, and they were also very interested.

Director Zhao saw that everyone was looking at them, so he said in a storytelling tone: "It was about a hundred years ago. During the troubled times, natural disasters and man-made disasters came together, and people everywhere were in dire straits. Master Lingsu passed by Fugui when he was traveling.In Fugui Township, a villager entertained him, and when they learned that he was a Master of Heaven, they begged him to do something to make the weather there smooth, because Fugui Township has been in a drought for three years, and the villagers have not harvested the land.Eating tree bark and eating Avalokitesvara soil, it is almost impossible to survive."

When he said this, Jing Cheng almost remembered that this incident seemed to have happened when he was 17 years old.

Jing Cheng's expression became strange.

But he didn't remember that there were villagers entertaining him. At that time, everyone was so poor, and he was dressed in rags. Everyone thought he was a little beggar passing by to beg for food, and their attitude towards him was not friendly.

If he hadn't revealed his identity, those unscrupulous people might join forces to beat him to death.

"So Master Lingsu cast spells?" Yang Hong raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't this too mysterious?"

Director Zhao shook his head: "Realist Lingsu resolutely refused."

Mao Yinghou exclaimed: "Ah! Why is this?"

Yang Hong sneered: "What else could be the reason? It must be due to insufficient strength! If the spell to pray for rain can really succeed, our current weather forecast is a joke!"

To say that he has no strength?!

Jing Cheng couldn't help but said, "Praying for rain is not nonsense, but casting spells should pay attention to the right time, place and harmony between people. At that time, there were many man-made disasters, the smoke of war was everywhere, and the gods were angry to send disasters. Even praying for rain could not succeed."

"Oh? Then show me how to cast a spell now?" Yang Hong said disdainfully, "Now is a peaceful age, there is no war, why don't you strike a thunderbolt and show me?"

"If you can strike a thunderbolt, I will immediately kneel down and kowtow to you!"

Jing Cheng stared and clenched his fists, and said in his heart that I want to strike you to death with lightning right now, you little wretch!

Fu Le poked Qin Yan, and looked in the direction of Jing Cheng: "What's going on? There seems to be a row over there again."

Qin Yan narrowed his eyes slightly: "What happened?"

"Fuck! It seems to be that Yang again. How long has it been since then? Why does he always make things difficult for Chengzi?" Fu Le said, "Shall we go over and help?"

Qin Yan nodded sullenly, and was about to take a step forward.

The staff next to them stopped the two of them: "Don't go there now, it's being filmed there."

The staff was very helpless, he couldn't understand why the director asked these two children to follow him?Obviously requesting not to enter the camera, but randomly entering the camera at every turn, isn't this tossing people?

Even if the other party is a small boss, he shouldn't agree to such a request...

"No, how did your program group choose the guests?" Fu Le said in a sharp tone, "My brother was bullied by your guests, why are you filming at this time!"

The staff member sneered: "This...the guest was not chosen by us, it was requested by the investor."

Qin Yan said lightly: "If something happens to him on your show, the consequences are not something you can bear."

The staff member's expression changed, he glanced over there, and said with a sigh of relief: "Little Boss, your friend will be fine, look, everyone is standing by Daoist Jing's side."

Qin Yan and Fu Le were taken aback when they heard the words, and turned their heads to look over.

At this time, the large army had stopped.

Xin Guang pushed Yang Hong, and said in a deep voice, "How old are you? Why do you always make things difficult for Daoist Jing!"

Yang Hong said: "I just can't stand his pretending to play ghosts! Are you fooling everyone for fools! If you don't learn well at a young age, what kind of feudal superstitions do you engage in?"

Zhao Yi said angrily: "Okay! If you don't want to shoot, you can go back, no one will stop you! Jing Daochang is a master I specially invited here, and it is condescension for him to come to record the show. You should sayDo you want to be with you?"

Mao Yinghou also persuaded: "If you have anything to say, please say it well. Everyone is recording the show happily, why are you always angry at each other, Mr. Yang, please apologize to Xiaojing."

The clay figurine was also very angry, and even a good-tempered person like Professor Fu couldn't stand it and said: "Mr. Yang, you have been critical of the guests from the beginning, and you have prejudiced against Xiaoyou Jing.It's all because of you, I have to doubt your purpose of participating in this show."

Yang Hong didn't expect that everyone turned to Jing Cheng, and his expression turned ugly.

Yan Xiu folded his chest to the side, watching the scene with bent eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

Seeing that everyone was criticizing Yang Hong, Jing Cheng had no choice but to hold back his anger.

He is not a sensible person. Director Zhao invited him here to ensure everyone's safety, otherwise it would be meaningless for him to come to this show.

Director Zhao first expressed his attitude, and everyone followed the director's words after hearing the news, nothing more than to let him calm down.

For the 2.4 million reward, Jing Cheng heaved a sigh of relief and endured it.

It's just unavoidable resentment.

Money really isn't that easy to earn...

Just when everyone accused Yang Hong and asked him to apologize to Jing Cheng, a hesitant male voice suddenly interjected into them: "You are the program team of "Incredible Travel", right?"

The voice of the visitor was very young, but very strange.

The question asked was even more strange.

The people who were arguing all paused and looked away after hearing the reputation.

It was a young man in his early twenties, with good features, wearing a white shirt, suit pants, and rimless glasses, giving him a dull look.

He was holding an old lamp in his hand, which was emitting a faint light.

Seeing everyone looking back at him, he said nervously, "Excuse me, who is Director Zhao Yi?"

Director Zhao was stunned and said, "I am, are you the village official of Zhaojia Village?"

The young man nodded, and suddenly remembered that it was dark and everyone might not be able to see him, so he whispered, "My name is Zhang Wenhang, and I am the village official here."

Everyone looked at him in disbelief, such a young village official?

"You were the one who contacted me on the phone before?" Zhao Yi asked.

"It's me." The little village official looked at the surroundings and said in a tense voice, "I told you not to be too high-profile, why do you still dress like this?"

Everyone didn't expect him to say such a sentence, and they were stunned.

"Especially you." Xiaocun official said.

An Qi found that the village official was looking at her, and she was stunned: "Is there something wrong with my clothes?"

She knew that she would be very tired along the way, so she came here in sportswear on purpose this time, and everyone was wearing sportswear, why did she point at her?

"The color is too bright." The village official said, "Change it to black and white."

Angie: "?"

"And wipe off your lipstick and eye shadow, don't wear too much makeup."

Angie: "??"

"Don't show curly hair, it's better to wear a hat to cover it."

The village official frowned and sized her up, hesitated for a while and said, "Why don't you come in."

Angie: "..."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking that the little village official's request was too weird.

An Qi pursed her lips and said, "Director Zhao!"

Zhao Yi was also confused at this time, and couldn't help but said: "Mr. Zhang, what do you mean?"

The small village official probably realized that his request was too much, and immediately became more nervous. He faltered and said: "I, I, this is...for your own good, the villagers are very xenophobic, I am afraid they will hurtyou."

"It's best not to be discovered by them that you are outsiders, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what will happen?" Jing Cheng asked suddenly.

The village official seemed to have thought of something, with a frightened expression on his face: "They... will arrest you and sacrifice you."

Sacrifice?

Jing Cheng suspects that something is wrong with his ears.

The author has something to say:

The first one to receive the box lunch has been confirmed haha.

Why Jing Cheng is a "Legendary Celestial Master", I will slowly explain to you in this program~

Thank you Mengmeng Xiaocute for the nutrient solution, okay~

so happy!