I made my debut in a reality show

"I know I was wrong." The old man, who was as thin as a bamboo pole in his hand, suddenly transformed into a lovely and pitiful classical girl. The red cheongsam was exactly the same as in the pictorial, and there were thin tears in her beautiful eyes.That pretty face that seems to be weeping is enough to move every man he has seen.

Even the live broadcast room was shocked. When they saw that face, countless male viewers were suppressed in anger, and couldn't help but feel compassion in their hearts.

[This pictorial ghost is actually such a beautiful young lady, I suddenly understand how cruel the word 'human ghosts have different paths']

[I also suddenly understood the love between Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian]

There was even a bullet screen that couldn’t help but vindicate the girl: [She is a ghost from the Republic of China, it’s a pity that she became a ghost at a young age, because I’m lonely, so I want to tease people]

But Jiang Mi didn't feel any pity, he didn't let go of his restraining hand, he just looked down at the trembling female ghost, narrowed his eyes slightly, moved his fingertips around the thin neck twice, and said: "Then you know what to do?"

The female ghost in cheongsam trembled, and immediately succumbed. She snapped her fingers, and the Qingshiban Old Street changed slightly. The road ahead was still endless, but light came in.

The next second Jiang Mi let go of her hand, she immediately floated back to the pictorial, as if fleeing for her life, and when she returned to the pictorial, the previously proud smiling face suddenly turned into an aggrieved crying face, and there was also a dark pinch mark on her neck.I'm afraid this girl had never met such a fierce man until she died.

After the female ghost in cheongsam snapped her fingers crisply, everyone's spirits were refreshed, something that was covering the barrier was taken away from their eyes, and they saw the sun in an instant.

After the "Ghost Covering the Eye" was removed, they finally saw the whole picture of Heiyexia Old Street clearly. It turned out that this was a crossroad, and there were two other roads in total. They always walked straight, so naturally they couldn't go out.

Jiang Mi picked up the compass, and now he was back to normal, he raised his leg and walked to the left.There are four drops of blood the size of a grain of rice on the compass, moving in this direction.

Everyone followed closely behind, a little surprised: "It's that simple?" There was always an unreal illusion of stepping on the soft white clouds, seeing Jiang Mi walking fast, they immediately followed in a hurry.

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After walking out of the old street, it is another scene.

The sky was getting bright, and the belly was pale, and the surrounding darkness had gone, and the situation was not much better.There is a dense and cold fog covering the dense forest, white dust particles floating in the air, sticking to the arms are slippery and clammy, making people feel extremely ominous.

A village can be seen from a distance. There is a thousand-year-old locust tree standing at the head of the village.After everyone walked in following the guidance, they gasped in shock.

Nothing else, they saw the locust tree as the dividing point, half of the village was holding funerals, several black coffins were placed in the open air, and white flags and mantles, ingots and paper money were flying all over the sky, blowing along the wind and confusing their sight; It was holding a happy event, and the flowing water seats were full of long queues and guests, and the strong wind was blowing the red sedan chair curtains, revealing the shadow of the bride inside.

The moment the sedan chair curtain opened.

Jiang Mi captured the weeping face of a bride, as well as a few strands of modern hair dye highlights, but soon everything was covered by the red hijab.The sedan chair was carried away by the ghost carrying the sedan chair lightly, and mixed into the crowd.

White filial piety on one side, red silk on the other.While weeping and screaming, the deafening, while smiling happily, with the noise of the trumpet and suona, the great sorrow and great joy of life are all concentrated in one. I have never seen such a strange thing in my life, and it makes people feel countless goosebumps all over my body.

"Where are they, aren't they in coffins?" Everyone's faces were serious. There were ghosts holding funerals in a village, and there were several coffins. This was a completely ominous situation.Seeing them coming, the ghosts of the villagers dressed in red and white swarmed over and forced them to disperse, with warm and hospitable faces: "Hey, the next village, right? , and our leader is getting married, everyone is here, sit down and have a drink.”

"Thank you for seeing my old man off, let's burn a stick of incense together." Except for their slightly pale faces, these ghosts are no different from the villagers in the modern countryside, and they are full of simplicity.

Someone raised the mahogany sword, and quickly lowered it slowly in the fear of the villagers' ghosts' wide-eyed eyes.

Taoist exorcising ghosts and subduing demons pay attention to the point, as long as the goal is achieved.It can be understood that there is no need to discuss the direct sending of ghosts to Chaodu, and the ghosts who did not do evil in life and did not harm people after death can stay, and there is no need to kill them all.

During the chattering, many people were forcibly pinned down on the running water table and forcefully persuaded to drink.

A contestant in the psychic program group did not have a mahogany sword or talisman paper in his hand, and his alcohol capacity was not good. After being drunk countless glasses of wine, his face was flushed very quickly. Stuffed a red envelope, "Come here, sir, be careful, it's not a respect."

He didn't respond.

Jiang Mi picked up the red envelope with his chopsticks, and then slapped the dazed contestant. After regaining consciousness, he reminded everyone in a cold voice: "You can eat and drink at this table, please don't give anything away. .If you take any of the gifts that are offered, you probably won't be able to leave."

"Master Jiang is right. This is probably 'betrothal money'." The middle-aged man was well-informed and soon discovered the clue. He said in a deep voice: "According to some backward customs in some rural areas, these gifts are generally These are ghost coins, gold and silver treasures, or domesticated chickens, ducks and fish. Women who accept them are betrothal gifts and must be forced to marry male ghosts in the village. Men who accept them are dowry gifts and must stay in the village to marry local women. Ghost, the soul is imprisoned in this place and cannot escape.”

The sober contestant was frightened, rushed over immediately, tremblingly opened the red seal on the ground, and then his face changed suddenly.The middle-aged man's prediction was right, the inside of the red envelope was full of a thick stack of ghost coins, now, there is no need to sober up the soup, and the lingering alcohol in this male contestant's mind completely dissipated

Another female celestial master screamed and overturned a basket covered with red cloth. After the soil eggs on the surface fell to the ground, the viscous egg yolk and egg white turned out, and the bottom layer of the basket was paper ingots.It was placed by an old woman beside her!

If Jiang Mi hadn't reminded them, a group of drunk people might have been induced to accept gifts.

Everyone was terrified, and they sat upright throughout the following ceremony. After this detail, the villagers who were originally kind and friendly, in their eyes, also became scheming and scheming.

A few violent Taoist disciples couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed a villager ghost and asked: "What the hell kind of place are you here? We are here to find someone. Have there been a few outsiders here, because Accidentally accepted something and you forcibly detained it?"

"I, I don't know! Our Hongbai Village is a place where red and white things are held in turn in ten miles and eight villages. Even if outsiders really sneak in, according to the rules of the village, you can't take people away for nothing." The village ghost hesitated. road.

Before the villager ghost could continue to reveal his tone, the suona sound of blowing, blowing, and beating became louder and sharper. A female ghost with the appearance of a matchmaker floated over, with a flattering smile on her face as dry as orange peel: "Quick, play music! The groom is here!" Their adults are here, play music and dance quickly.

The crowd looked.

A maroon horse came out of the thick fog, and a young man in a black jacket was sitting on the horse, with a big red flower tied on his chest, and he was riding on the horse. The number is estimated to be at least one hundred ghosts.

Everyone was horrified.

Moreover, the bridegroom officer looked young, but his body was extremely dense and condensed, and his handsome and fair face was permeated with a ghostly aura.Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is a ghost leader who is too obsessed and can lead hundreds of ghosts.The groom was riding on a steed, and he looked down at everyone from a high position, not minding that he caused the fear of the living, after all, this kind of celestial master could be crushed to death with a single finger.

He smiled gently: "Welcome everyone to come to Kang's wedding banquet. Today is a good day to fulfill my long-cherished wish for many years. Everyone who comes is a distinguished guest! I know that everyone is here to find people. You can follow the customs when you go to the countryside, and you have to follow the rules when looking for people." The rules of finding people."

He looked at Jiang Mi in the crowd, and after a few seconds of freezing, he looked away, as if he had never met him in his life.With a calm expression on his face, he believed that all the chances of victory were within his grasp.

The matchmaker Meng Juan standing beside him had the same festive smile on her face, but her heart was cold and cold, feeling sorry for Jiang Mi.This child lived under the camera before, and how many times he avoided killing moves.This time, he accepted the official invitation without fear of death, and stepped into the ghost town.A ghost town is the territory of ghosts. When a living person comes, it is tantamount to throwing himself into a trap, and he cannot escape even if he wants to.

For Kang Minghui, who is deeply obsessed, it is of course the best opportunity for the prey to come to his door automatically.

Kang Minghui pointed at the big red sedan chair, and said casually: "There are three brides here. I have limited energy and can only marry one, and there may be your companion in it. Within a stick of incense, you can choose one to take away without lifting your hijab. I You keep your word, but... if you make a mistake, according to the rules, you have to find someone else to stay."

Burning out a stick of incense will not delay any auspicious time.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door curtains of the three sedan chairs were raised, and in each sedan chair sat a bride in a wedding dress, all of whom were slender and slender, just as docile and docile as puppets. Sitting, with fingers tucked into sleeves, and a red hijab covering his head.

Take a closer look, even the hijab is the same mandarin duck swimming style, with no hair or skin showing on the whole body, how can one choose this?Everyone was dazzled.

However, the female anchor Ke Ling is likely to be inside. If she cannot be taken away today, she will become the bride of the ghost. Everyone must make a choice. There is a probability of one of three choices, and of course there is a two-thirds probability of not being selected. , Thinking of this, their faces couldn't help but look ugly.

"Ke Ling, where are you? We're here to save you, move when you hear it." The sound of the suona was deafening, and Shen Dajia could only hiss with all his strength to pass it on.

But he shouted until his throat was thirsty and smoked, and he didn't see any movement from the three brides, as if they were all silenced.Someone took out a pendulum and a compass. There is a lot of yin here, and the magnetic field on the surface is strongly disturbed. The compass and pendulum don't work either. Ke Ling must have been contaminated with a lot of yin after spending time with ghosts, so everyone Can't tell which one of these three sedan chairs is a living person, and can't distinguish the breath.

The scene fell into a stalemate.

"I think it's the one on the left. I've seen the photos. Ke Ling's shoulders don't seem to be that wide, they should be slimmer. The chest should also be flatter."

"Aren't these three all the same flat chested and slender? I watched Ke Ling's live broadcast. She is very beautiful, but her posture is a bit poor. Many anchors have cervical spondylosis, and she is the same. She always looks slightly slim when she is sitting. Gong, so my intuition is the one in the middle." Because this choice is life-threatening and time is extremely limited, we must be cautious, and the live broadcast room also quarreled over which one was Ke Ling, but there was no result at all.

"Master Jiang, which one do you think it is?" Time passed bit by bit, seeing that the sparks on the stick of incense trembled to the end, and the trembling was full of white ashes, the middle-aged man was sweating profusely.Seeing that Jiang Mi, who seemed to be omnipotent, also shook his head, his vision went dark, "Then we have to choose one, right?"

"Is there any Ouhuang in our team who can choose the right one with just a finger? Let him choose!" Someone in the team went to the doctor in an emergency, and came up with such a foolish trick.

Suddenly no one dared to say anything.

No one dares to believe in their luck 100%. If they make a wrong choice, Ke Ling will have to stay if he doesn't take him away. No one dares to take this responsibility.

Meng Juan looked at them with pity.

This group of living people actually stepped into a trap. Don't they know that they are all in the territory of ghosts, and it doesn't matter whether they choose right or wrong.

When the time is up, the stick of incense burns to the end, leaving a handful of soot.

As the new team leader after Mr. Lin, Jiang Mi must shoulder this responsibility and make a choice. He pointed to the sedan chair in the middle, "I choose her."

If you don't look carefully, you can't see it.

The color of the bride's neckline was a little darker, probably from tears, after all, the tearful face that flashed by under the strong wind left a deep impression on him.Only those who are forced to get on the sedan chair will cry and cry.

He is 100% sure that this tearful bride should be the female anchor Ke Ling.Everyone agrees with his analysis.

However, when he made a choice, Kang Minghui opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Unfortunately, I made a wrong choice. You must stay."

After he finished speaking, several ghost matchmakers, including Meng Juan, swarmed towards Jiang Mi. One was wearing a red hijab, the other was wearing a wedding dress, and the other was carrying a pair of white socks and red embroidered shoes, as if they wanted to give someone to Jiang Mi on the spot. Dress up.

The omnipotent Master Jiang actually chose the wrong one, and he still wants to be kept?

The live broadcast room and everyone's minds buzzed at the same time, like a thunderbolt struck in the clear sky, they were so shocked that they couldn't speak, and there was even an absurd feeling of suddenly losing their backbone.

"How is that possible! Ke Ling is definitely in the sedan chair in the middle! Take off the hijab and show us!" Everyone shouted.

Kang Minghui sneered: "I said that the wrong choice is the wrong choice. This is the rule."

Meng Juan was holding a wooden comb, and was about to comb Jiang Mi's hair. She shook her head and sighed: These innocent living people are actually trying to follow the rules with ghosts, and the rules are for the strong.

Of course, it was impossible for everyone in the team to let Jiang Mi stay. They immediately raised their mahogany swords and magic weapons to protect Jiang Mi behind them like armor.But their combined efforts were no match for Kang Minghui's sleeve. In the face of the almost overwhelming power of Li Gui, this group of modern Taoist priests who had only learned a little in peacetime were not enough to look at.

"Don't hide, it's useless to hide." He grasped the thin and white wrist accurately from the crowd, with a smile on his face, as if watching a cat hiding behind its owner's back.His chest was full of joy, God knows he waited so many days and nights, the secret love in high school turned into a deep obsession after adulthood, just to welcome this day.

Then in the next second, there was only a "stab" sound, and the sharp blade entered his body. Kang Minghui's pupils widened, and he watched helplessly as he grabbed someone with one hand, but his chest was pierced by a mahogany sword.

This is obviously just a mahogany sword, which is not to be feared in the hands of any stinky Taoist priest at the scene, but in this person's hand, the sword body has a faint golden light flowing, as if it has been coated with the blood of a thousand-year-old rooster, and it seems to be covered with a layer of blood. The holy light has become a superior magic weapon.The tip of the sword stabbed steadily into the heart, and then pulled out again, which made Kang Minghui feel heartbroken.

Because the one holding the sword was the young man he had been thinking about for many years, those beautiful eyes did not dodge the panic as imagined at all.On the contrary, those eyes were as cold as nine feet of ice, and they looked at him without fear.It seems that all these years, Kang Minghui's fantasies about the weak and hothouse beauty of the young man are just an illusion packaged by the other party.

At this moment, the illusion was torn away by the master himself, revealing the undisguised strength in his bones, and the other party smiled coldly: "This kind of ghost will be killed, so there is no need to talk about rules and principles."

With the first sword, Kang Minghui had a hole in his body, and the protection on his body was pierced by Jiang Mi unexpectedly, so the power gained from cultivating sorcery was being lost crazily. He felt that the end was approaching, so he said: "I... really I like..." For this day, he tidied his crown, hesitated in front of the mirror for a long time, and even carefully selected the horses, just to appear with the best image, Jiang Mi was his obsession in this life... Jiang Mi did not Give him a chance to talk nonsense, he only thought about the countless threats of the shadow of death when he first arrived, and he poured all his strength into it. The second sword struck from Kang Minghui's Tianling Gai, and only heard the clear sound of head cracking, like an ax splitting a green bamboo Like peeling off layer by layer, Kang Minghui screamed and was completely out of his wits.

The third sword, Jiang Mi, didn't stop. He swung at the ghosts, and the momentum was even more earth-shattering and earth-shattering. The eight immortals tables in the hall were overturned by the air current, the curtains of weddings and weddings were all scraped off, countless bricks and rubble fell to the ground, and the banquet scene was in chaos. .The ghosts in the entire mountain village were scared to death, seeing the evil spirit pressing every inch of them, feeling that there was nowhere to escape, they knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

The fourth sword is swung... There is nothing to destroy at the scene.

From the eyes of everyone, the young man holding the sword coldly in the center is like a peerless swordsman in ancient times. With a single swing of the sword, it caused countless surprises and shocks in the world.