People in Lijiacun were infected with a mysterious disease, which Zhangjiacun believed was a punishment from the river god.
Although in Ning Huanxin's opinion, this is simply absurd and ignorant, the people of Zhangjia Town today seem to be willing to believe that they did nothing wrong in everything back then.
Ning Huanxin didn't know how to comfort Aunt Zhang. She retreated from Zhang Yunshu's room. Jiang Lixing had already gone back to rest. There were not many people in the courtyard.
Ning Huanxin simply left the yard alone and walked on the bluestone road in the town with a heavy heart.
Zhangjia Village a few decades ago has now become Zhangjia Town. There are many more villagers, and the town is gradually becoming more prosperous.
Ning Huanxin believes that there are souls in this world, but she does not believe that there is any river god in the river.
But what exactly caused the people in Lijia Village to become infected with serious diseases? And what caused the people of Zhangjiacun to lose their minds and bury a whole village alive
Just fear of the river god? Fear of disease
Ning Huanxin was walking and unknowingly thought she had reached a tavern in the town, when she suddenly saw a familiar figure.
It's Wang Nianping!
"Director Wang!"
Ning Huanxin called out subconsciously.
Hearing her voice, Wang Nianping's footsteps paused, and then he turned around and looked at Ning Huanxin helplessly: "How many times have I told you, I'm just an assistant, just call me Brother Wang. "
Wang Nianping is a very low-key and professional person, and he is even more humble in the crew.
"Brother Wang."
Ning Huanxin couldn't help but smile: "You are not a great director now, but you will be one in the future, and you will be one of the best in the industry!"
Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Wang Nianping couldn't help but smile: "You little girl, you have such a sweet mouth."
"What I said is the truth, not flattery!"
Ning Huanxin blinked and saw a bottle of wine in Wang Nianping's hand. She couldn't help but take a few more glances. As far as she knew, Wang Nianping didn't drink well, and he usually didn't drink during filming. .
"Brother Wang, what are you doing? Are you going to drink?"
Ning Huanxin asked doubtfully, and Wang Nianping couldn't help but smile mysteriously when he heard her words: "I gave it as a gift. A bottle of wine can be exchanged for a story. After all, I earned it!"
"Um?"
Hearing Wang Nianping's words, Ning Huanxin couldn't help but become curious. She suddenly remembered that Wang Nianping had mentioned the matter of being buried alive to her. In other words, he also knew about that matter, perhaps more than she knew.
Could it be...
Everything he knows was exchanged for a bottle of wine
"Brother Wang, I also like to listen to stories. Please take me there!"
Ning Huanxin tilted her head at this moment and started acting cute towards Wang Nianping.
Wang Nianping glanced at Ning Huanxin: "Girl, can you drink?"
He himself is not a good drinker, so he is really not sure about getting that person drunk, but with one more person, he should be more sure!
"I'm good at this! My Landian little Huanxin is famous for being able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk! Ten thousand cups won't be poured out!"
Speaking of drinking, Ning Huan Xinlie straightened her back and had an expression on her face that said, "I can do whatever I want."
"Okay! Wait for me!"
Wang Nianping put the wine bottle in his hand into Ning Huanxin's hand, turned around and went back to the tavern to drink two more bottles of wine.
Ning Huanxin:…
Director Wang is really a real person! So real!
"Let's go!"
Seemingly not noticing Ning Huanxin's confused expression, Wang Nianping held the wine bottle and asked Ning Huanxin to follow him.