Everyone was extremely complicated in their hearts, and they looked at these villagers with sympathy.

Naturally, the villagers would not ignore their ideas. The village chief took the lead and bowed deeply to the child named Xiaohu, "Xiaohu, you represent the mountain god now, so I'll trouble you."

Xiaohu nodded, then walked to Haozi. At this time, Haozi was already unconscious and his breath seemed to be gone.

Then, he took out a small spoon from his arms and sighed, "I'm afraid I'll use two spoonfuls of spiritual springs for this kind of injury."

This spoon is extremely small, a little smaller than the porcelain spoon used in the household, but Xiaohu's face showed a hint of reluctance.

After saying that, he first scooped a spoonful of water from the bucket, and then carefully moved to Haozi, as if he was afraid that a trace of water from the spoon would spill out.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, the spoon of water was poured on the bitten wound.

"Is this... treating the injury?" Bai Ling'er felt that her mind was not enough, which was too funny.

Looking at the villagers, they were actually excited and extremely pious.

The director wanted to speak, but was afraid of being beaten, so he could only pursed his lips.

"Open Haozi's mouth." Xiaohu said, and the second spoon was sent to Haozi's mouth, and then poured it down.

"Xiaohu, is that okay?" Dazhuang looked at Xiaohu.

Xiaohu nodded, but he had already picked up the bucket. "The mountain god told me that you can go back if you have nothing to do. Don't come here at will, especially outsiders."

After saying that, he stepped up the mountain by himself.

"Is this the treatment?" Zhan Peng was stunned and said, "Can this be cured?"

"Let's not say much. When Haozi is poisoned to death, these villagers will know that they have been deceived. Then we will expose the scam of the mountain god!" Lei Zi said in a low voice.

However, at this moment, Bai Ling'er's pupils contracted and pointed at Haozi lying on the ground with trembling, "He...he..."

Not only him, but everyone in the program team was shocked, as if they had seen a ghost.

"What's wrong?"

Lei Zi and Zhan Peng couldn't help but frowned and looked up.

This glance almost made them stare out their eyes, and a chill suddenly surged throughout their bodies, making them shivering involuntarily.

Lei Zi swallowed with difficulty, "The wound... is gone?!"

"It's really gone! Brother Lei Zi, am I having hallucinations?" Zhan Peng's voice was trembling.

The director was stunned, the photographer was stunned, the staff was stunned, and the three stars were stunned!

Even the audience in the live broadcast room were stunned!

The next moment, countless barrage burst out instantly, flooding the screen.

[Mist grass!Mist grass!Mist grass!Did you see it?Did you see it?!]

[Don't call upstairs! I saw it, I was fucked so scared!]

[It's so scary, that wound heals at a speed visible to the naked eye!]

[Wori! I just thought I was dreaming, and with a "pop", I gave myself a big shave and swelled my face.]

[I was scared, I was scared! Who can explain what the situation is?]

...

However, this was not over. Soon, Haozi, whose eyes were closed, moved his fingers slightly, and then opened his eyes with confusion.

Seeing that the people from the program team were still ready to speak, the village chief quickly interrupted, "Don't bother to speak anymore, don't anger the mountain god!"
Chapter completed!