"And, judging from the director's usual style, if he wants to scare us, he should choose the scariest night."
"What's the point of dressing up as a ghost to scare us during the daytime?"
After Yuan Meng said this, she kicked Yuan Xingcheng beside her. She could only give so many hints.
It was up to her great-nephew to be smart enough to pick up what she meant.
Receiving the signal from his little aunt, Yuan Xingcheng stroked his chin. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration hit him. "Right! Is it possible that this so - called ghost is actually a person in disguise?"
"Ah?" Xiang Bo scratched his head, utterly confused.
"It must be a person in disguise. There's no way it could be a real ghost," he added.
His straightforward remark made everyone present roll their eyes. Yuan Meng was even more speechless.
If everyone had such low intelligence, they'd never solve the mystery in their lifetime.
The script she created was known for its twists and turns, extremely brain - racking.
"Is it possible that it's the women in this village?" Mo Lin said.
His suggestion opened up a new train of thought for everyone. Yuan Xingcheng quickly followed up. "So, after they killed the men here, they dressed up as ghosts to scare us."
"When we were in the village in the past few days, we didn't see any ghosts because we didn't pose a threat to them."
"Now that we've found the small mounds, these mounds should be where the men's bodies are buried."
This explanation left everyone's heads spinning. They were approaching their mental capacity limits.
Yuan Meng gave her great - nephew an approving look, as if to say that he was indeed a member of the Yuan family, quick to catch on and very smart.
Yuan Xingcheng bared his teeth and smiled, accepting the compliment without a second thought. Not only his little aunt, but he also admired himself.
[I'm stunned, folks! When I heard Yuan Xingcheng's reasoning just now, I got goosebumps all over. Then, when I thought about it, it really made sense.]
[Brother is so smart! I'm really going crazy for him. It's not an exaggeration to say that he's one of the smartest men in the entertainment industry, right?]
[Another day of falling for Yuan Xingcheng. Don't ask. Just know that this man's intelligence has completely won me over.]
"It's indeed possible. However, to verify whether it was a person or a ghost who killed these men, we still have to dig up the graves to make a decision," Mo Lin said coldly.
Hearing that they had to dig up the graves, the expressions on the faces of the guests were quite something.
The reason Yuan Xingcheng had done so much reasoning just now was that he didn't want to dig up the graves. He knew it was all fake, but to dig up the graves himself...
He really couldn't get over the psychological hurdle. Moreover, the variety show director was so unscrupulous that he didn't know if there were any traps under the small mounds.
Just thinking about it made him feel uncomfortable all over.
Yuan Xingcheng, who wanted to slack off like the female guests, suddenly thought of his all - capable little aunt. His eyes immediately lit up, and like a big puppy, he ran to Yuan Meng's side.
"You've got good luck. Why don't you pick a grave mound for us? Maybe you'll just pick the one with clues."
As Yuan Xingcheng said this, he raised his eyebrows, trying to convey his desire to slack off to his little aunt.
"Ah?"
Yuan Meng carefully glanced at the grave mounds over there and quickly averted her gaze. She lowered her head, exposing her slender neck, and said in a delicate voice, "If we want to get the clues, shouldn't we dig up all the grave mounds?"
Seeing his little aunt start acting again, Yuan Xingcheng felt extremely tired. He didn't know if his little aunt had understood his meaning, so he had to make it clearer.
"Although these graves are fake, the director made them so realistic."
"If I start digging, I always feel like I'm doing something wrong. So, the fewer graves we dig, the better."
Yuan Xingcheng still hid some of his desire to slack off, mainly because he was too embarrassed to say it in front of the camera.
"Right. Besides the physical strain, we also have to bear the psychological pressure. Just thinking about what I might dig up makes me feel sick," Xiang Bo chimed in.
Like Yuan Xingcheng, he looked at Yuan Meng with bright eyes. Indeed, she had had good luck all along. Maybe she really could point to the right one.
Seeing the pitiful looks on their faces, Yuan Meng twitched the corners of her mouth. She didn't feel sorry for them at all. Instead, she even felt like laughing.
She casually pointed. "You guys go and dig those three."
Looking at the grave mounds she pointed out, Yuan Xingcheng nodded and picked up the shovel in his hand, but he didn't move forward for a long time.
Mainly, he still couldn't get over the psychological hurdle. Digging someone's grave was just too immoral.
Although his moral character wasn't that high, he had never thought about digging up graves.
The other two were the same. They hesitated in place and were reluctant to move forward.
Yuan Meng found their expressions funny. It was just a fake grave mound, and it had stumped these upright men?
She casually said, "Noon is when the yang energy is the strongest. Each of you take one and quickly dig out what's inside the graves."
"If you delay, the director might have set up something for you."
As soon as she said this, Mo Lin and Xiang Bo immediately picked up their shovels and started digging. Yuan Xingcheng wasn't mentally prepared yet.
But seeing the other two start digging, he felt too embarrassed to stay in place alone. He could only muster up his courage.
So what if it was digging a grave?
Anyway, it was all fake. There was nothing wrong with digging it. If necessary, he could just close his eyes and dig.
Yuan Xingcheng dug the soil out shovelful by shovelful with a look of resignation. Although he knew it was fake, he still said a few words of apology in his heart.
For the sake of his pride, he didn't close his eyes. He just tightened his expression. This look made many viewers in the live - broadcast room shout that he was so handsome.
A serious man is the most handsome!
With the three of them working together, they soon dug out three male corpses. Their causes of death were similar to that of Liu Erniu.
These three corpses also seemed to have suffered great torture. There wasn't a single uninjured part on their bodies, which showed how cruel the killer was.
It wasn't quite right to say "cruel". It should be "hate".
Only someone who hated extremely would have struck so hard. It made people can't help but gasp.
Seeing the complex expressions on the faces of the men standing beside her, Yuan Meng sighed.
It seemed that her great - nephew still needed more training. It was just a fake corpse, and he was so scared.
She took two steps forward, then pretended to be scared and stepped back.
"The injuries on their bodies could only have been inflicted with tools. A ghost wouldn't use tools to kill people, would it?" Yuan Meng asked softly.
Her words brought the others back to their senses. Mo Lin kicked the corpse on the ground and turned it over.
"Indeed. These wounds were inflicted with sharp objects. The injuries on the arms should have been caused by kicks."
"According to the usual TV plot, a ghost would just go for a 'black tiger heart - grabbing' when killing someone."
Yuan Xingcheng picked up his words. "So, it's possible that the ghosts we saw were all people in disguise."