Netizens began to flood the live - stream with bullet comments.
"Ahh, I finally get to see my cute daughter again."
"Family, this is the last episode! Taotao must be the champion!!!"
"Wuwuwu, Taotao is getting more and more beautiful. Kiss my wife."
"However, have you noticed that since God Ning joined this season, every episode has been so interesting. Although some scenes were a bit scary, at least the show is no longer the water - filling and slacking one it used to be."
"Agreed with the above. It was obvious before that the show's effects were all arranged by the production team. But this time, the production team has been caught off - guard by God Ning every time. Once you're into God Ning, you're in for real."
"Go, God Ning!"
"I heard that the main reason the director chose this place is that it's God Ning's hometown, to create a gimmick for the show."
"The director has grasped the secret to getting traffic. I'm really curious about God Ning's childhood life haha."
"You're not alone, bro. Me too."
"Count me in."
"Count me in too."
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At this moment, Ning Yitao, led by the host, came to an old, low - lying house.
The host was not familiar with this place and even got lost in the village with Ning Yitao.
The host got anxious about this mistake. Holding the map in her hand, she searched everywhere but couldn't find the right way. In her anxiety, her eyes began to wander.
Ning Yitao shook her head. All the staff today were out of sorts, listless. This place had too much of an impact on them.
In the end, it was Ning Yitao who found the way by herself with the map.
When they arrived at the door of Ning Yitao's grandma's house, the host finally managed to regain her senses and gather some energy.
There was a thick layer of dust on the door.
Ning Yitao's gaze fell on the door lock. The huge lock had been brutally snapped in half.
Although Ning Yitao had no memories of her childhood, she still vaguely remembered that the original owner's grandma was a shaman in this village.
The villagers around here would always come to grandma first whenever they encountered difficulties.
The villagers from several nearby villages were all secretly offering their respects to Ning Yitao's grandma.
But the broken lock on the door told Ning Yitao that things were not simple.
As an old woman respected by the villagers, why was her house broken into after her death?
The young host didn't notice this. She still stood in front of the camera, enthusiastically explaining the things about the original owner's grandma to the audience.
From beginning to end, she never looked back at Ning Yitao. All she had in mind was the camera. Standing at the door, she rambled on in front of it, saying,
"The house behind me is where contestant Ning Yitao grew up. Her grandma was a well - known shaman around here."
"In this once - isolated village, when a child was sick, it was this grandma who would bring them back to health. Thanks to the grandma's careful teaching, we can see the strength of contestant Ning Yitao today..."
Ning Yitao couldn't stand listening to these platitudes. She didn't want to be a backdrop for the host to finish her script.
Ning Yitao took the lead and gently touched the lock hanging on the door. It fell off immediately.
The dust on the door followed and drifted into the air.
Before Ning Yitao could push the door open, the door seemed to sense something and slowly opened on its own.
The old, dilapidated wooden door was on the verge of collapse.
As soon as the door opened, a musty smell from years of disuse filled the air, making the female host, who had turned around upon hearing the sound, take several steps back.
Ning Yitao walked straight in as if she didn't smell it.
The inside of the house was pitch - black.
The female host who had fallen behind caught up.
She had come prepared and took out a flashlight. Finally, she was of some use.
The flashlight was specially used by the production team, and its brightness was beyond doubt.
The moment the light was turned on, the whole house was illuminated.
All the things hidden in the darkness were exposed.
To the audience's surprise, as the room lit up, the first thing they saw were pictures of Ning Yitao as a child.
There were photo frames hanging on the walls.
All of them showed Ning Yitao.
As a child, she didn't look as malnourished as when she first took over the original owner's body.
The original owner as a child had baby fat on her face and a bright smile.
Even as a child, one could tell from her features that she would surely grow up to be a beauty.
In the photo frames, the original owner was nestled beside her grandma.
The grandma was wearing a traditional shaman's costume, similar to Grandma Grace's dressing style.
Ning Yitao could tell at a glance that this shaman loved the original owner very much.
Traditional shamans usually avoided new - age technology.
But this shaman had actively spent money to take pictures with the original owner more than a decade ago.
Looking at the shaman's face, Ning Yitao felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
For this stranger she had never met, Ning Yitao knew that this was the physical reaction left by the original owner.
"It seems that their relationship was really deep," Ning Yitao thought silently.
The power left by this shaman in this house was very strong.
Ning Yitao squatted down.
She touched the floor without minding the dirt.
She could feel the curse hidden beneath this house.
Yes, this house was cursed.
Maybe the shaman had set this curse to prevent others from being jealous of her family after her death.
Even now, Ning Yitao could feel the surging curse energy under her palm.
But strangely enough, when Ning Yitao came in, the curse didn't react at all.
The host who came in with Ning Yitao had luckily escaped.
The surging energy seemed to be extremely obedient when it saw Ning Yitao. When she touched it, it even rubbed against her palm gently.
Ning Yitao stroked it.
It seemed that the people in this village were not good people.
At first glance, the inside of the house looked like it had been ransacked by robbers.
If Ning Yitao's guess was right, it must have been the people in this village who did it.
Although she didn't know why they did it, it must be for some gain.
Ning Yitao came to the most damaged part of the house.
She walked straight into the inner room and pushed open the door.
Sure enough, the damage inside was even more severe.
Ning Yitao frowned tightly.
She inspected the room. The cabinet beside the bedside table had been overturned.
Even more terrifying was that they didn't even spare the bed. They had even turned the bed over.
It was obvious that they were looking for something.
Ning Yitao didn't know what this curse was for the time being.
But judging from the fluctuations she had just felt, this curse would surely not let these intruders off easily.
Anyone who broke in and violated this house would surely be punished.
Ning Yitao thought of that girl.
Could that child have been arranged by the shaman to expose these people's evil deeds to the world?
In fact, Ning Yitao didn't understand. The shaman had the ability to leave the village. She would surely have made a name for herself outside.
But she had voluntarily stayed in this small mountain village to help these poor and isolated villagers. However, her kindness had not been rewarded.
During her lifetime, the villagers respected and offered their respects to her. But that didn't stop them from breaking into her house and destroying it after her death.
Presumably, the shaman knew the nature of these villagers, which was why she had cursed the house after her death.
Ning Yitao walked to the upturned bed. The inside had been emptied.
As the female host followed with the flashlight and illuminated the inner room, they found that the villagers hadn't even spared the floor.
The floor was pitted and scarred by shovels and other sharp tools.
This scene even shocked the host into standing still. She had been boasting outside about how respected the shaman was, and now it seemed like a joke.
She wracked her brains to find an excuse to smooth things over but finally gave up.
She couldn't find a reason.
On the contrary, Ning Yitao was extremely calm.
She carefully inspected every corner of the room and finally found something strange.
Ning Yitao found a yellow piece of paper under the broken chair leg. She pulled it out and shook off the dust on it.
Ning Yitao came to the light to carefully discern the words on it.
The words on the paper had been worn away by time and were incomplete.