Chapter 1: Spirit Sheep Village

"Not willing to be on the show? Fine, pay the thirty million breach of contract fee."

Li Hui, with a mocking smile, lounged with his legs crossed.

"Already kicked out of the Lin family, and even your name changed, still acting like a lady of the house?"

Fang Shu, her head slightly lowered, face pale, felt a dull ache in her chest.

She was the sole disciple of the Zhi Tian Sect, known for her ability to know ones destiny, judge auspiciousness, and understand the laws of all things.

After failing to cross the tribulation, she unexpectedly found herself in this body.

"Youre nothing but an impostor, a fake. Id say its a waste of all that hype just to have you her..."

"Enough, Ill do it," Fang Shu coldly interrupted the incessant chatter of Li Hui.

Like a fly, so annoying.

"You..."

Looking up, Fang Shu saw a dark aura on Li Huis forehead and said with an indescribable calm and indifference, "You should worry about yourself. Your forehead is dark; within three days, there will be blood disaster."

Li Hui was taken aback by her words, then sneered, "You think you can scare me..."

Suddenly, he was struck by Fang Shus gaze, feeling as if his neck was being pinched, opening his mouth but unable to make a sound.

That afternoon, Fang Shu boarded the car sent by the production team.

Through her memories, the original host and Lin Xiyan were both among the Four Little Flowers, with similar resources and career paths.

Later, they both participated in a farming reality show. The original host was lazy and domineering, bullying Lin Xiyan.

Arrogant and malicious, her reputation collapsed instantly, coupled with the exposure of her bad behavior and suppression of newcomers.

The online discourse suddenly shifted, making it seem like the original host was trying to piggyback on Lin Xiyans popularity.

Finally, when the truth about the true and false heiress was revealed, the original host was ridiculed and told to get out of the entertainment industry.

Fang Shu looked at the camera of the production team.

The original host got this show because it needed someone to contrast.

A person who is afraid and drags the team down, no one wanted to join.

Plus, with Lin Xiyans manipulation.

Finally, this slot fell on the original host.

A travel and adventure show that can experience local customs and also solve the mysteries of supernatural legends.

Most importantly, this is a show organized by the officials themselves, with directors and producers of great talent and fame.

Plus, it adopts a live broadcast + recording dual mode, and the heat can be said to be the highest current variety show.

Fang Shu, calm, was the last to arrive.

The live broadcast room had already opened, and the guests who were originally joking and playing stopped talking tacitly.

The line of sight converges on the two people, and there is a faint interest in gossip.

There are a total of five guests, three men and two women.

Senior host Li Qian, popular idol Zhou Jialan, martial arts star Kong Youzhi, and actors Lin Xiyan and Fang Shu.

[Jialan flies freely, beauty always follows!]

[Oh, the real and fake heiress is in place, there is a good show to watch!]

[Kong Youzhis chest muscles are so big, Sihada Sihada~]

"Hello, Fang Shu, I am Lin Xiyan." Lin Xiyans face is soft, smiling and extending her hand.

Fang Shu slightly lowered her eyes, this person is narrow-minded and jealous, not suitable for deep friendship.

"Fang Shu." She nodded to everyone and then walked to the last row of empty seats and sat down.

She didnt care about the expressions of the crowd, and her body was not in good condition, needing spiritual power to nourish.

Otherwise, she might not even have the strength to walk.

Lin Xiyan, who was left with no face, waved and smiled, acting as if she didnt care at all.

"Fang Shu is probably not very comfortable, so we wont disturb her."

The other guests saw this and didnt say anything, and they smiled awkwardly.

The bus gradually became quiet, but the live broadcast room was very lively.

[Woc, Fang Shu is still so arrogant as a fake, disgusting!]

[Hahaha, Zhou Jialan wants to talk but doesnt dare, stupid and cute.]

[Where is this going?]

[Xi Xis temper is too good, she is not angry...]

[Everyone is a melon field in the melon field, hahahaha]

[! Playing big cards, hitting people, and still sticking to Lin Xiyans porcelain goods, the character is so bad, can also be on the variety show?]

[...]

Because of the high heat, the title of Fang Shu playing big cards was sent to the blog hot search.

Fang Shu has few fans, and the blog is full of scolding.

Many people are @ the official blog, asking to remove Fang Shu from the guest team.

At this time, the production team has arrived at the destination.

A small village full of the breath of a paradise, as soon as everyone got off the car, they felt the fresh air.

"The air is so good!" Zhou Jialan took a deep breath and exclaimed.

Although other people are not as exaggerated as Zhou Jialan, their faces are full of joy.

Fang Shu has been recuperating on the car for a while, and her pale face has become more ruddy.

But as soon as she got off the car, she saw the air full of ominous black air, which was seeping into everyones bodies.

Fang Shus fingers unconsciously calculated, and her brows were frowned.

She remembers that the contract mentioned that she has to stay in a new place for three days and two nights every time.

The time is too long, these peoples bodies cant stand it...

"Today, we arrive at Spirit Sheep Village, which has been herding sheep for generations, and people are outstanding, often people come to travel."

The director introduced the process, "But some people say that many people go hiking and get lost here..."

Fang Shu followed the direction of the directors finger and frowned more tightly.

The resentment is so heavy.

The production team rented a larger house in the village, one person one room.

As soon as Fang Shu entered the room, she felt a complicated and chaotic atmosphere, a bit uncomfortable.

After opening the doors and windows, and pulling the quilt and sheets to the side, she looked at the sheeps footprints carved on the bedboard and thought about it.

Then, she found several sheep horn symbols in hidden places in the room.

[Oh roar, walk into science~]

[Jialan listens very carefully, mom rubs~]

[What is Fang Shu doing! If you dont like it, dont perform so obviously, okay?]

[There are many things related to sheep here!]

Listening to the voices of Zhou Jialan and others outside, Fang Shu quietly put all the moved away decorations back in place.

"There are still two hours until sunset, and we will go up the mountain tomorrow. Next, you need to prepare your own food."

"Friendly reminder: there is a fish pond and a plantation nearby." After the director finished speaking, he hid to one side.

The three male guests took the initiative to choose the more tiring fish catching, while Lin Xiyan and Fang Shu went to the plantation.

"We need to pick more, maybe it will be useful tomorrow."

Lin Xiyan took the initiative to say.

"Hmm."

Faced with Fang Shus indifference, Lin Xiyans mouth slightly hooked.

The worse Fang Shus attitude, the more fans she will bring to her.

The production team did not send a tour guide, and the two people could only pick what they knew when they arrived at the plantation.

Fang Shu looked at the plants in the plantation and raised her eyebrows.

Hu Man vine, Thunder God vine, Drunken Horse Grass... all are heartbreak grass that sheep cannot eat.

Spirit Sheep Village, its a bit interesting, Fang Shu conveniently picked a little and put it in the basket.

Soon they returned to the house, and the male guests had already returned, and they all had a big harvest.

After a good meal, the director smiled and held a horn.

"There is a rule in Spirit Sheep Village that you are not allowed to go out after ten oclock in the evening. Now everyone should go back to their rooms."

Fang Shu looked at the directors tent and thought about it. She took the picked several herbs and gave them to an assistant named Xiao Yuan.

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