"Stop nagging," Yuan Xingcheng said, frowning at the broken jade pendant that couldn't be put back together.
"Maybe we should search outside. I don't think there are any more clues in this building."
"I agree. We've searched this place many times."
Xiang Bo took out a plastic bag from his backpack and carefully put the fragments of the jade pendant into it.
"Let's go. Take this with us and look for other clues!" Xiang Bo's optimistic personality came in handy at this moment, effectively easing the awkward atmosphere.
Reluctantly, the group left the building and went elsewhere in search of clues.
The two small buildings they had just left were located in the center of the village. So, if they wanted to search outside, there were two paths to choose from.
"We've wasted a lot of time. I suggest we split up to search for evidence. Yuan Meng and I will go left, and you guys go right. How about that?"
Although Yuan Xingcheng did want to speed up the search, the main reason was that he really didn't want to be with Yang Liu anymore. So he proposed splitting up.
Xiang Bo and Mo Lin had no objections. Yang Liu seemed to have something to say, but no one bothered to listen to her. They just went their separate ways.
Yuan Meng and Yuan Xingcheng walked towards the leftmost part of the village. The houses on this side were mostly dilapidated, overgrown with weeds.
"Be careful, Sister Mengmeng." Yuan Xingcheng and Yuan Meng supported each other as they walked. The scene was quite heartwarming, and the viewers in the live - stream chat had shifted from scolding Yang Liu to shipping the sibling bond between the two!
The two slowly approached the leftmost house. This house was the most dilapidated one, with weeds in the courtyard almost as tall as a person.
Inside the house, there was very little furniture. There was a table, a few chairs, and a large water tank against the wall. The only strange thing was a large wardrobe in the middle of the room, against the wall.
"This wardrobe... It looks a bit out of place here!"
Yuan Xingcheng had a hunch that there was something wrong with the wardrobe. The two of them slowly opened the wardrobe door.
To their relief, there were only some men's clothes in the wardrobe. Yuan Xingcheng rummaged through every corner of the wardrobe but found nothing.
"Let's go, Sister Mengmeng. There's nothing here... It seems to be just a red herring."
Yuan Xingcheng said as he was about to walk out, but Yuan Meng didn't follow. After all, Yuan Meng was the original author of the show's script. Although she couldn't remember many details, she still remembered the setting of the cellar.
That's right, there was a cellar under this wardrobe. This cellar was originally used by the family to make wine, but later it was used for some shady things.
"Wait, Xingcheng." Yuan Meng called out to Yuan Xingcheng and pretended to have found something as she walked into the wardrobe.
Yuan Meng stood on the left side of the wardrobe. The moment she stepped in, with a loud "bang", the floor on the right side of the wardrobe suddenly sank, revealing the stairs leading to the cellar.
"You're amazing, Sister Mengmeng. How... How did you figure it out?"
Yuan Xingcheng looked at Yuan Meng in shock, with a hint of admiration in his eyes that he didn't even notice himself.
"Um... I didn't really figure it out. I was also quite surprised. I just thought the wardrobe was designed in a special way, and it could fit a person on the left side... So I just wanted to take a look. I guess I was just lucky!"
As she said this, Yuan Meng quickly jumped out of the wardrobe, afraid that something strange might come out of the cellar.
"Sister Mengmeng is really a lucky star!" Yuan Xingcheng said with a doting smile, "Sister Mengmeng, you stay outside and guard. I'll go down and check out the cellar."
Yuan Xingcheng thought he looked very cool as he said this to Yuan Meng. The audience was also captured by Yuan Xingcheng's bravery and tenderness. They all praised Yuan Meng for her good luck and were crazy about the sibling bond. However, they didn't know that Yuan Meng was rolling her eyes in her heart.
What's this kid doing? Flirting with girls? Lucky star... Ugh... It's just because I wrote this script, okay.
Although Yuan Meng was secretly annoyed by her nephew, she still smiled gently on the surface, with a hint of worry.
"Be careful, Xingcheng. You must be careful!" Yuan Meng repeatedly reminded Yuan Xingcheng. Her expression showed both a bit of fear and concern.
The fear on Yuan Meng's face was fake, but the concern was real. After all, she knew her nephew well. On the surface, he looked like a cold and handsome guy, but in fact... he was just a scaredy - cat.
Actually, Yuan Meng really wanted to go down and see what the production team had designed, but for the sake of her character, she had to sacrifice her timid nephew.
Yuan Xingcheng stepped onto the stairs one by one, moving very slowly. If there was a close - up of his legs at this moment, one could see that his legs were trembling slightly.
"This cellar smells really bad, Sister Mengmeng. Try to stay as far away as possible."
Yuan Xingcheng couldn't help but remind Yuan Meng, and also to boost his own courage.
Actually, at this moment, Yuan Meng was quite touched. For Yuan Xingcheng, Yuan Meng was not his aunt now, but just a good - natured colleague and friend.
Yuan Meng also knew how scared Yuan Xingcheng was at this moment, but he still reminded her because of the bad smell...
As the saying goes, comparing people makes one mad. Some people's kindness and concern are deeply ingrained in their bones and will unconsciously show up at certain times, warming people's hearts.
Yuan Meng was still touched when suddenly she heard a scream "Ah!" from below. It was Yuan Xingcheng's voice.
"Xingcheng, Xingcheng, are you okay?" Yuan Meng called out to Yuan Xingcheng anxiously and even wanted to go down herself.
"I'm okay, Sister Mengmeng. The environment down here is too bad. Don't come down." Yuan Xingcheng replied after a few seconds, his voice still trembling.
"Down here... there are some bowls, chopsticks, and clothes. It seems that someone lived here before. Then, I found some bones in the soil down here!"
At this time, the camera of the photographer also gave a close - up of the bones, creating a very creepy atmosphere.
"Don't worry, Sister Mengmeng. Don't be scared. The bones are fake. I'll keep looking to see if there's anything else. If not, I'll come up."
Yuan Xingcheng was comforting Yuan Meng and also trying to calm his own fragile heart.
Yuan Xingcheng walked as if he was calm, but he was actually scared to death inside. He kept muttering to himself, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay."
Yuan Meng above him was in sharp contrast. On the surface, to maintain her character, she cowered in fear, her back against the left cabinet door. However, in fact, she really wanted to go down and take over for her poor nephew.
Suddenly, another scream "Ah!" rang out. It was still Yuan Xingcheng.
Yuan Xingcheng was wandering around in the cellar. He thought there were no more clues and was about to go up. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, there was a female ghost hiding beside the door.
As the saying goes, scaring someone can be fatal. This female ghost suddenly appeared, with her hair disheveled and her tongue sticking out. It almost scared Yuan Xingcheng to death.
"Damn it, production team! Don't you know that scaring someone can be fatal?"
Yuan Xingcheng was really scared. He even forgot about his image in order to scold the production team.
The ghost played by the production team was very lifelike. If it weren't for the fact that the photographer didn't show any sign of fear, Yuan Xingcheng would have thought it was a real ghost.
The "surviving" Yuan Xingcheng squatted on the ground, taking deep breaths and patting his chest to calm himself down.
While Yuan Xingcheng was scared out of his wits, the viewers watching the replay were laughing their heads off. After all, the usually cold Yuan Xingcheng rarely showed such a side. Among the laughter, there were even some netizens taking screenshots to make emojis of Yuan Xingcheng.