sjar Chapter 124: A Half-baked Master
Chapter 124: A Half-baked Master
Because it involved the privacy of that family, Yan Muhuai naturally did not talk about their family affairs in front of the camera.
I just whispered to Rong Jin and told him after the live broadcast.
This sentence caused the barrage of jokes for a long time.
[Yes, yes, we are outsiders and don’t deserve to listen. ]
[I’ll tell you after the live broadcast is over~]
[Don't overthink what happened earlier. Brother Xianren is not that delicate. He clearly said: Dear, don't be anxious. It's inconvenient to tell you in front of outsiders. I will tell you slowly when there is no one around.]
[You guys are so outrageous, are you true fans or haters? Stop slandering my Immortal Brother, what he is actually saying is...]
The barrage of comments was in full swing. The speed of the haters' hands could not keep up with the speed of the fans' memes. Just when he came up with a long paragraph to criticize Yan Muhuai, it was drowned out as soon as he posted it, without even a ripple.
Yan Muhuai, who was at the live broadcast site, had no idea what was happening in the live broadcast room, let alone that the family of three who listened to him and wanted to leave the village had also encountered a small accident.
Without Hou Yu's intercom bombardment, Yan Muhuai was no longer forced to complete tasks. He would avoid tasks that came to him.
He really doesn't care about one point or something like that.
He calculated the approximate location of Prince Fu's home, which was Fuyun Village. Although it was named after a village, it actually covered a large area. He and Rong Jin walked and stopped many times, and they still hadn't reached the destination for a long time.
Near noon, the program team set up a lunch stall on the dam in the center of the village and posted signboards on the road. People gathered at the stall one after another.
You don’t need to ask to know that you have to use points to eat.
Yan Muhuai saw that everyone was there, and each of them looked like eggplants hit by frost, so he waved his hand and spent twenty points at once to treat everyone to lunch.
"Thank you very much, Mu Huai." Jiang Li and Yun Ji were relatively better off and still had the energy to thank him.
Others leaned against the table as soon as they sat down, as if their souls had been pulled out of their bodies.
After Yan Muhuai and Rong Jin sat down, Jin Yu paused for a while and finally came over.
"Brother Huai, didn't you encounter those ghosts pretended by the program crew? Why do you two look fine?" Jin Yu, who was always full of energy, now looked like a poor fish stranded on the beach, about to say goodbye to this world. His bright eyes became dull.
"I encountered it once, but I knew it was fake and I wasn't scared." Yan Muhuai smiled.
Jin Yu burst into tears when he saw the first "ghost" appear. His eyes are still red now. "I know it's fake, but I'm still scared."
Xu Jian also came over and sat down, but he and Jin Yu still maintained a polite social distance. "Next time we encounter a mission, let me go first, okay?"
His tone was somewhat pleading.
Today, when teaming up with Jin Yu to complete a mission, Xu Jian saw the true portrayal of what was said online about the person being a novice but also loving to play.
Every time Jin Yu saw villagers pretending to be ghosts, she would scream in fear, but when she encountered a new task, she couldn't help but rush forward, and he couldn't stop her.
"I'm a fish, and I have a bad memory. I get excited when I see a new task, but when I rush over I remember that I'll encounter a ghost." Jin Yu stuck out his tongue embarrassedly, looking both miserable and cute.
The program crew set up two large round tables, one that could seat ten people.
Yan Muhuai and Rong Jin were originally sitting at the same table with Jiang Li and the others. Now the Jin Yu group also sat over, leaving only Qiu Yiming's group and Liu Qiao's group at the other table.
Chen Xing'er glanced at Zhong Qi, who had a gloomy face, and pulled Liu Qiao to change tables.
"Sister Jin Yu, how many small tasks have you completed? Have you found any clues to the main task?" Chen Xing'er sat next to Jin Yu. Although she was talking to Jin Yu, her admiring eyes kept glancing towards Yan Muhuai. She accidentally met Rong Jin's cold gaze and quickly retracted it.
"We found it. The ghost actor for the last mission said he was going to the south of the village. Let's go there after we finish eating." Jin Yu couldn't help but complain, "The target of the mission is in the south, but we ended up wandering around in the north for the whole morning and were almost scared to death several times."
"What a coincidence. Our target is in the opposite direction from where we are looking for clues." Chen Xing'er was not scared by the fake ghost, but was scared several times by her teammates.
Liu Qiao now looks even more decadent than Jin Yu.
"It seems that after dinner, everyone went in the opposite direction, so there should be something to gain." The approximate location calculated by Yan Muhuai was also on the other side of the entrance to the village. It should be that Hou Yu deliberately designed it this way. The purpose was to delay everyone's time by every possible means and increase the difficulty of the task.
Hearing them discussing the task, Qiu Yiming, who was sitting at another table, stretched his neck.
If Zhong Qi hadn't been sitting in front of him with a fierce look in his eyes, he would have gone over long ago.
Zhong Qi now looked dusty and dirty, his tied hair was loose, and he exuded a sense of decadence.
"Hmph, this old Taoist has already calculated the approximate location of the mission target." When Zhong Qi said this, it proved that he was also eavesdropping on the conversation at the next table.
Before the show started, Qiu Yiming would have doubted what Zhong Qi said, not to mention that he had already seen how miserable he looked, so he didn't hold out any hope at all.
"Master Zhong, can you really predict accurately?" Qiu Yiming asked sincerely.
Zhong Qi rolled his eyes at him and said, "Of course it's accurate. I didn't expect the production team to be so despicable and use fake ghosts to fool people. Any real ghosts we encountered today would have been killed by my formation long ago!"
"Okay, you are older, so you have the final say." Qiu Yiming was also tired and didn't want to argue.
He was tired not because he was scared, but because he was tired from running after following Zhong Qi who was being chased by a "ghost" with his phone in his hand.
After talking about the location of the mission target, Jin Yu became a little worried about the mission content. "Brother Huai, if we can't complete our mission later, can you help us?"
Jin Yu knew that her brain was not working very well. Xu Jian was smarter than her and knew some esoteric magic, but he had little contact with the outside world, especially this kind of variety show, which he usually did not watch, let alone participate in in person.
If you don't understand Hou Yu's tactics, you will be tricked to death by him.
"If I can help, that's fine. The director only gave us a name, and we don't even know what specific tasks we are supposed to do. I'm afraid there are still big pitfalls waiting ahead." Yan Muhuai kindly reminded everyone.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Qi in the back took over with a disdainful tone, "Humph, what is there to be afraid of? After a morning of testing, I already know the director's methods. In the afternoon's task, our group will definitely be the first. You just wait and see, especially you, a half-baked Xuanmen. I will let the audience know that you have been using cheap tricks to deceive everyone in the past!"
"No, please don't..." Qiu Yiming held his forehead in embarrassment. If it weren't for the live broadcast, he would have jumped up and covered Lao Deng's broken mouth.
Because everyone is sitting at the lunch stalls, there is no need for everyone to hold up their phones to live stream. There are professional photographers setting up cameras around the stalls who can capture everyone's expressions clearly.