EBE Chapter 126 The Sacrificed Person
Chapter 126 The Sacrificed Person
Before the old man could answer, the photographer took over the conversation.
He made a speech full of desire to survive, "Let me tell the audience first, the story content is created based on the background of Fuyun Village. This is a fictional story and has nothing to do with reality."
If we don't make it clear first, and someone takes it seriously and calls the police directly, we will be in trouble if the police come and raid Fuyun Village as a criminal den.
After the cameraman finished speaking, the old man hesitantly said "yes" twice.
Because the camera was facing Yan Muhuai and Rong Jin, the audience in the live broadcast room did not see that when the old man heard Yan Muhuai's question, he was so shocked that the wrinkles on his face were almost flattened.
Judging from the old man's reaction, Yan Muhuai and the others did not believe that the story he told had nothing to do with the real Fuyun Village.
"Okay, I have asked all my questions. Now let me start to reconstruct the whole story." However, there was no joy on Yan Muhuai's face as if he had guessed the answer. Instead, his expression was serious, which made the old man sitting opposite him a little scared.
Yan Muhuai looked at the old man. "If I'm not mistaken, this so-called ancestor worship ceremony requires the sacrifice of a living person, right? The female college student's hometown probably hasn't held this ceremony for a long time. Something happened suddenly, and her family suddenly remembered it, so her family tricked her back home, because she was the one who was to be sacrificed..."
The older man's expression became more horrified as he listened. Since this was not a question-and-answer session, he opened his mouth several times, wanting to say something, but then he remembered what the production crew had told him: after the game started, he could only say yes or no and nothing else.
Besides, even if he wanted to speak, he would use his native dialect, which Yan Muhuai and the others might not be able to understand.
However, he couldn't speak, but the cameraman who was asking the questions could.
"Why can you conclude that this kind of ceremony hasn't been held in the female college student's hometown for a long time?" The cameraman had the question and the answer in his hand. He asked the question not because Yan Muhuai guessed wrong, but because the other party seemed to have read the answer in advance and said it word for word, which made him doubt.
After all, the question the old man asked did not mention this kind of information. He didn't know how Yan Muhuai guessed this after only asking two insignificant questions.
Could it be that just like Yan Xunyi in the first issue, Yan Muhuai also stole the question?
Yan Muhuai raised his eyes and glanced at the camera, his gaze was as sharp as a knife, shocking all the audience in front of the screen.
"This kind of ritual that requires human sacrifice usually requires girls between the ages of sixteen and eighteen. And judging from the current conditions in Fuyun Village, the children who can go to school are definitely older than the normal enrollment age, so the female college student must be over eighteen years old. So I guess the village hasn't held this kind of ritual for a long time, so the villagers haven't trained a suitable sacrifice, and can only use someone who doesn't meet the age limit to replace her."
Yan Muhuai's explanation was so detailed that it completely exceeded the answer given by the photographer. For a moment, he was not sure whether what Yan Muhuai said was correct, so he had to let him continue.
But the cameraman didn't see that Yan Muhuai's words made the old man named Prince Fu tremble a little.
"I don't know to what extent I need to restore the story to match your answer, so I will tell you all my guesses." Yan Muhuai said this and sighed almost inaudibly, "The female college student would definitely not agree to be a sacrifice, but she didn't expect that her parents were born and raised in the village. They knew that she would be the next sacrifice when she was born. After she was sixteen to eighteen years old, they might have secretly been glad that the ceremony no longer had to be held."
"The fact that they sent their female college student to school and even allowed her to attend university is a good proof. However, when the village was in danger, they still chose to sacrifice their own daughter. If I'm not mistaken, her parents must have drugged her food, and when she was completely unconscious, she was sent to the so-called haunted house as a sacrifice, right?"
"Since the local villagers regarded this kind of crazy behavior as a ritual to worship their ancestors, it must not be the first time they did this, so they knew very well that the female college student would never get out after being sent in. This is also the reason why the female college student never left. She died in that house, so naturally she couldn't leave. Am I right?"
As for the last few people, Yan Muhuai was not talking to the camera, but to the old man across the table, Prince Fu.
The cameraman saw Prince Fu's face covered in sweat and didn't dare to cut the camera over, so he quickly responded to Yan Muhuai's words, "Congratulations to Yan Muhuai for successfully restating the story. I will reward you with ten points and clues for tomorrow's mission."
"Now you can go and have a look at other people's answers. If they can't answer the questions, you can pick up the leaks and get more points and clues." After the cameraman finished speaking, a staff member handed over ten score cards and a very abstract photo.
The two of them left the yard, and Rong Jin used the camera of his mobile phone to scan the photo in Yan Muhuai's hand, "What is this photo of? Is it a building?"
"Was this taken by a Parkinson's patient?" Yan Muhuai complained. He turned the photo over and saw words on the edge of the back. "It looks like half of two words. It seems that we need to piece it together with the photos obtained from other groups to know."
In the live broadcast room, when the two of them were studying the photos face to face, there was deathly silence in the director team's base camp.
After Ming Fei rescued the family of three, the man pulled her and shouted "Fu Yu". Hou Yu repeatedly emphasized that he had recognized the wrong person, but the other party insisted that Ming Fei was the "Fu Yu" who came back from the dead.
Hou Yu let Ming Fei make the decision herself, so she invited the family of three to the base camp, thinking that they would discuss the matter in detail after Yan Muhuai and the others finished their live broadcast.
As a result, they sat together to watch the live broadcast, and after listening to Yan Muhuai's story, the man said, "This, this is about Fu Yu."
Just this one sentence made Hou Yu silent.
He paused for a moment, and said to the man earnestly, "Sir, if you are bored, just eat more like your son, and don't say such scary things. This story was made up by the copywriter of our program team. It just borrowed the background of your Fuyun Village. It has nothing to do with Assistant Ming. No, you have misled me. Assistant Ming is Ming Fei, not Fu Yu as you said. You really recognized the wrong person."
The man was somewhat at a loss after being yelled at by Hou Yu, but he insisted on his own idea, "She is Fu Yu, I won't make a mistake. The guy on TV is also telling Fu Yu's story, which happened two years ago. I can't remember it wrong."
Hou Yu felt that he couldn't argue with him and his blood pressure started to rise. He turned to look at Ming Fei, wanting her to fight back against this man in person.
But he found that her face was pale and her expression was extremely ugly, like someone who had just woken up from a nightmare.
"Assistant Ming?" Hou Yu called out carefully.
Ming Fei came back to her senses and asked the man, "Is it possible for the sacrifice sent to the haunted house to escape?"