Chapter 203: You Really Know How to Perform the Shaman Dance

Chen Fan's action was a bit terrifying; at this moment, the people in the live stream started to break out in cold sweat. No, wait, big brother, it seems you really know how to perform the Shaman Dance.

Old Song stood at the door, staring fixedly at Chen Fan.

"What did you do?"

"Just came to drink a glass of water."

"No, I'm asking you, what did you just do? Why did your voice change? And your eyes, your posture, even the feeling you gave us as a whole person is very strange. Did you get possessed by a ghost just now?"

Chen Fan said disdainfully, "Can't I just be acting? Is my acting skills not good enough?"

Pfft, hahahaha.

After hearing this, Old Song immediately opened his mouth and started laughing.

Over here, Chen Fan was even more speechless. What the hell are you laughing at?

The audience laughed until they cramped up. No, big brother, are you serious?

"I'm laughing myself to death, hahahaha. Chen Fan, you just said your acting skills are very good?"

"Wait, I'd rather believe you know how to perform the Shaman Dance than believe your acting skills are good."

"Yes, I feel the same way. Acting skills good? When you say that, I'm even worried about thunder striking."

'But why does Chen Fan know how to perform the Shaman Dance? I don't get it.'

Over here, Qin Ming said in the observation room, "There is an interesting thing about the Shaman Dance: it often appears in remote mountain villages, in remote sacrificial villages, and does not appear in cities."

'In mountain villages, when problems arise, people investigate and understand them; everyone knows each other, so the Shaman Dance does not leave its area of activity.'

"Some people say the Shaman Dance is similar to a type of imitation in Peking Opera, or what we call acting skills in the entertainment industry; it's just that this acting is more exaggerated."

This statement is indeed true. With Qin Ming's explanation, everyone felt that the Shaman Dance seemed more inclined towards psychology or imitation or something similar.

Teacher He said, "The change in eyes in that instant was truly terrifying. I even felt as if Chen Fan wasn't himself anymore."

Over here, Hu Ge said, "If Chen Fan really knows how to perform the Shaman Dance, then studying it later will be easy; just use the Shaman Dance to act."

What he said, listen to it, is that even human speech?

Over here, Chen Fan and Old Song went to interrogate the shaman. The shaman, inside the room, was filled with fear.

Almost no interrogation was needed; he confessed his crimes.

He really was a shaman, a traditional funeral shaman.

Then, when an old man in the village was about to die, he came here and performed the Shaman Dance once, and the old man lived on. So, the villagers believed this person.

After that, the village won the title of Longevity Village. Many people came to the village for tourism, or even to develop it and make money, and the village gradually improved.

The village head also got a lot of money, and the shaman also received a share.

Then, the old man had problems again. Here, the shaman was forced and had no choice but to mention a folk remedy, saying that the blood of young people could make the old man live on.

This statement was actually a folk remedy from a book; the shaman himself didn't even believe it.

But strangely, the old man took another breath.

Such a coincidence was the most terrifying part.

Chen Fan said, "It has nothing to do with human blood. Hemoglobin is basically the same in animals; it's just that the blood contains better qi and blood supplements, so it should be the doctor who prepared the medicine that was quite good."

"Hmm, I don't know either. Anyway, the old man kept living, so we here made the young people provide blood, but the young people became increasingly unwilling."

Over here, a terrifying thing happened.

Chen Fan said, "It's not that the young people are unwilling; you had evil intentions and killed someone."

The shaman dared not look at Chen Fan.

Over here, Old Song slammed the table and said, "Speak! Are you dead? Are you deaf? Speak to me!"

"It wasn't me... The village head was involved too..."

"The village head was not involved. The village head just needed the Longevity Village; that doesn't mean the village head would go mad and destroy the young people in the village."

The shaman said nothing.

Old Song said, "Still not going to speak? Doesn't matter. Then don't speak. Just sign here. The evidence here is sufficient. Whether you speak or not, I can't be bothered to care about you anymore."