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Chapter 20 Can Shangxiang be broadcast?

Chapter 20 Can the part about "burning incense" be broadcast?

Shen Zhiyi and Fu Shiyu were so broken that they wanted to die, and the others' cheeks hurt from laughing.

Yun Wan even laughed and burped.

Shen Zhiyi stared at Xu Xin with a faint gaze, "Director Xu, won't your conscience hurt if you treat our distinguished guests like this?"

Xu Xinshenzhi said calmly: "I'm sorry, I have no conscience."

Shen Zhiyi was furious, "Director, just wait until we form a group called Dark Shark tonight!"

"Thank you for reminding me. I will make sure to lock the doors and windows at night."

"…………"

"Ahem, okay, everyone, take a rest first. The staff will bring you lunch at noon."

"In the afternoon, everyone will be divided into groups to complete tasks. Only by completing them can you get what you need, such as: the right to use the tiles, wooden boards, and thatched bathrooms, folding beds, bedding, etc."

After he finished speaking, he patted his butt and stood up, "Okay, dismissal!"

He took the staff and left at any time without stopping.

Shen Zhiyi was left behind and the group of people looked at each other for a while.

Before leaving, Lin Xingchen did not forget to shake hands with Fu Shiyu, and smiled with a smile on his face: "Brother! Thank you for choosing this old temple! Otherwise, we would be the ones living with the Lord of Hell, hahahahahaha. "

Fu Shiyu: "..."

Who can understand his grievance?

Why on earth is it a temple of the King of Hell?

Lin Xingchen laughed and left, looking very much like the villain in the TV series.

Others also looked at the two of them with sympathetic eyes.

Then, he solemnly said to them: "You...take care."

These last two words really weigh a lot.

Shen Zhi wants to cry but has no tears.

After a while, Fu Shiyu looked at her, mustered up the courage and said cautiously: "Mom, don't be afraid, I'm here to protect you!"

Shen Zhiyi was silent for two seconds, raised his eyes to look at him, and said seriously: "Son, do you think we should burn incense sticks for the Lord of Hell first?"

"..."

"You want it, right?"

"Okay, it's a happy decision then," Shen Zhiyi snapped his fingers, "I'll go ask the director for some incense later!"

"good……"

[Hahahahahaha Shen Zhiyi is probably being driven crazy!]

[Is it okay to offer incense to the Lord of Hell in a variety show?/I knelt down to express my admiration]

[Can the scene of burning incense be broadcast? I want to see it/dog head]

[If it were me, let alone offering incense, I would kowtow! 】

[The brother in front of you doesn’t need to be a duck!]

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Several groups of guests are separated, and the live broadcast rooms are also divided into five. Netizens can switch and watch at will.

The viewers who had threatened to leave before now entered Shen Zhiyi and Fu Shiyu's live broadcast room.

There is no way, who makes them want to see Shen Zhiyi Shangxiang.

In the picture, Shen Zhiyi and Fu Shiyu finally accepted the arrangement of living here.

The two sighed and started to clean up.

This place has indeed been abandoned for a long time and needs to be cleaned up.

Fortunately, the program team came back and gave them cleaning tools.

Fu Shiyu also went outside to find two sticks. When he came back, he squatted on the ground and tied the broom to one end of the stick with a rope.

After tying it up, he gave one of the tools he made to Shen Zhiyi, and he also held one in his hand.

Before starting to clean, he clasped his hands and said solemnly to the stone statue in front of him: "Lord Yama, please forgive me. I'm just cleaning the golden body for you. Don't worry, this broom is still new!"

The last sentence is added, which shows how strong the desire to survive is.

As he spoke, he scratched the stone statue with a new tool he made.

There are also many spider webs and dust on the stone statue. After cleaning it up, it looks much newer.

Fu Shiyu swept the front, and Shen Zhiyi used the same method to draw the back.

While she was pulling hard, she whispered: "Prince of Hell, just think that we are tickling you, don't blame us."

[Hahahahahaha, these two are indeed mother and son, their brain circuits are the same]

[Shen Zhiyi & Fu Shiyu: It’s so humble]

[The director is such a jerk. It’s hard to find any temple. I have to find the King of Hell Temple, but I like it!]

[Looking at Shen Zhiyi’s humble day, please show the program team more of this kind of plot!]

[Seeing Shen Zhiyi like this made me feel so happy]

After simply cleaning the stone statue, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

There is nothing they can do about it. Who told this statue of the King of Hell to look so ferocious? They all have psychological shadows. They don’t know if they will dream about the King of Hell asking for their lives in their dreams at night...

Hey, no, no, no.

The two of them quickly pushed away this unwanted thought.

Then start cleaning other places.

First, pull down the spider webs hanging in the corners of the room and other places in the same way as before.

I kept holding the broom tied to the stick, and my arms were sore after cleaning it all.

After cleaning this place, I have to sweep the cobwebs in the kitchen and toilet, which makes me cry a lot of bitter tears.

The two of them laid the suitcase flat on the ground and were sitting on it for a break. Thinking of the difficult cleaning task, they both sighed.

"Director, is this what you want to see? Are you having fun when we are like this?" Fu Shiyu shouted to the camera.

Not long after, the lens actually nodded up and down.

After receiving the response, Fu Shiyu opened his mouth slightly and didn't even know what to say.

"If ham is the king of kings, then Director Xu must be the dog of dogs." Shen Zhiyi complained with a numb expression on his face.

Her complaint was so accurate that the staff couldn't help but laugh.

At the same time, on the other side.

Cheng Yan and Jing Mohan, who were closest to Shen Zhiyi, arrived at the residence first.

Their tents have already been set up, so compared to other groups who need to clean their rooms, they have nothing to do.

Of course not.

When the two came back, they saw pots, pans and a few condiments placed on the tablecloth.

Then they were told that they had to build their own cooking stove.

"Build a stove?!" Cheng Yan repeated with raised eyebrows. Just by looking at his expression, you can tell how difficult this task is.

After receiving a confirmed reply from the staff, she couldn't say anything, "You are embarrassing me... No, you are embarrassing us, Mo Han!"

When Jing Mohan turned around and looked over, she immediately changed her words: "No, I think you are trying to embarrass us both!"

The staff whispered: "If you don't know how to build it, we can provide you with reference pictures and steps. Of course, you can also go to other groups to see how they build their pots and stoves."

Cheng Yan: "..."

I think you are trying to make things difficult for me!

Jing Mohan also didn't expect that the program team was so well prepared.

In the end, the two of them had no choice but to accept it.

Because it’s okay not to accept it!

Otherwise, you can only eat grass!

Except for Cheng Yan and the others who need to set up a cooking stove, the other groups are cleaning their residences.
Chapter completed!
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