I'm a Funeral Streamer, and I Became Popular Online by Predicting the Future

After dying young in her prime, the master of the Xuanmen sect, Yan Jiu, transmigrated to a parallel world and became an unfortunate soul whose luck had been stolen. She inexplicably bound herself ...

Chapter 118 isn't about coveting the Three Pure Ones Bell and you; it's just about doing a good deed every day.

After Lang Zongyi woke up.

He found himself surrounded by a group led by Yan Jiu.

He felt a stinging pain at the corner of his mouth, and when he touched it with his index finger, he found that the corner of his mouth was cracked.

His slightly authoritative eyes narrowed.

With his left cheek slightly swollen, Lang Zongyi immediately identified the suspect: "Director Yan, do you want to explain?"

[Ninth Master is ruthless.]

[You won't wake up unless you're ruthless!]

[What I mean is, only Master Jiu could be so ruthless towards a face like that.]

[Listen, handsome young man, our Master Jiu risked his life to enter the Forest of Knowledge and Resurrection to save you. What's wrong with punching you? (Dog head for protection.jpg)]

Lang Zongyi stared intently at Yan Jiu, who was frantically rubbing the back of his hands because he was using too much force.

There's no emotion involved, it's all technique.

Yan Jiu, though seemingly unconvinced, retorted confidently: "The effects of force are mutual, Director Lang, don't be ungrateful."

When she discovered that Lang Zongyi's soul had fallen into a deep sleep, she punched him without saying a word.

actually.

Yan Jiu had a better way to wake people up, but being vengeful, she chose the simplest and most brutal method.

Who let Lang Zongyi trick her into becoming the chief consultant?

Being beaten is the least of your worries.

Although she didn't suffer much loss.

But if her senior brother were still alive.

Given her senior brother's excessive pampering of her, if he dares to trick her, Lang Zongyi will definitely be skinned alive by her senior brother!

Lang Zongyi's lips twitched, which would aggravate his wound; his authority as a superior was shattered by a single punch.

He simply kept a blank expression.

Lang Zongyi stopped arguing with Yan Jiu and instead looked sharply at Yan Jiu's phone camera.

Yan Jiu handed the phone to Lang Zongyi: "Here, let your viewers who care about you know you're safe."

Lang Zongyi spotted the live stream immediately.

Sleeping Beauty has woken up.

Hello, Sleeping Beauty.

Do you understand that a life-saving grace should be repaid with one's own body?

I've decided to withdraw from this love triangle. Let the beauties stay together; that way I won't be jealous, and I can enjoy the sweetness!

【We're all from Master Jiu's family. If you want to marry into our family, you'll have to please us!】

[What the heck... We've gone off-topic, everyone!]

Am I the only one wondering which bureau chief this is? It seems all the handsome ones have been handed over to the state.

Ah! Is this what it feels like to be pampered by a handsome guy? I'm smitten!

Lang Zongyi: "..."

He decisively handed the phone to Yan Jiu and looked at the mountain god who was staring intently at him, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

The mountain god seized the opportunity, grasped Lang Zongyi's hand and shook it up and down: "Hello, hello, hello, hello."

Lang Zongyi withdrew his hand before it dislocated: "Hello."

He was still lost in his inexplicable memories until he caught the resentful looks of Chen Cheng and Hou Ming and came back to his senses.

Lang Zongyi raised an eyebrow.

His gaze swept over the corpse Hou Ming was carrying, and he had no intention of going up to help.

Yan Jiu waved to the viewers in the live stream, and after closing the live stream, asked, "I wonder what Director Lang encountered that made him so eager to place the seal?"

Lang Zongyi simply said, "A corpse lying among zombies."

He hasn't forgotten the moment when he discovered the survival streamer on the deserted island, the man being choked by a zombie and drained of blood like a dead fish unable to escape.

When he used his inner fire to defeat the zombie.

He didn't overlook the zombie's clothing.

That was the battle robe worn by ancient soldiers.

Mentioning the battle uniform.

Lang Zongyi thought of General Turan.

If he wasn't mistaken, General Turan was none other than Turan Yi from the Yunze era of the Ming Dynasty.

As recorded in historical texts.

Turan died at the age of thirty-one. He did not die on the battlefield fighting bravely, but from the emperor's suspicion.

How tragic.

Lang Zongyi rubbed his temples.

Then I saw the wolf fangs split open on my wrist.

His heart skipped a beat.

Thinking about the origin of wolf fangs.

At this moment.

Yan Jiu called out for the third time: "Director Lang!"

Lang Zongyi finally heard Yan Jiu's voice: "Excuse me, what did you just say?"

Yan Jiu: "..." This person really didn't do it on purpose?

She completed the sealing formation.

When asking Lang Zongyi for a red envelope.

I called out three times but no one answered.

Something just doesn't look right.

Lang Zongyi sincerely apologized and handed over a bank card: "I didn't mean it."

Yan Jiu snorted coldly: "You'd better be."

Lang Zongyi looked straight ahead: "The password is still six sixes."

Yan Jiu turned her head with satisfaction.

Walk towards the inner circle.

Hou Ming became anxious: "Knowing there are zombies and that there's a seal, why are you still going in?"

Yan Jiu retorted, "Since we're already here, aren't we going in to see if you can sleep tonight?"

Hou Ming: "..." I couldn't sleep at night after I went inside!

Chen Cheng said directly, "Hou Ming and I are only at the Innate level, so we won't go in and hold you back."

Yan Jiu didn't say much: "If I find a treasure, you two won't want to share it, will you?"

Hou Ming choked: "How could we be so shameless!?"

Yan Jiu's figure disappeared into the mist: "You'd better keep your word."

After entering the inner circle.

The green forest was covered with signs of decay, as if it had been drained of its vitality.

The scene was devastated and chilling.

It's like a branch of hell on earth.

Yan Jiu said irritably, "Why did you come in here when you're half-dead and can't even take a break?"

Lang Zongyi thought for a moment: "Sharing a piece of the pie?"

Instantly.

Yan Jiu's eyes were sharp and piercing.

Lang Zongyi: "..." This guy is a bit possessive of his food.

The mountain god was sandwiched in the middle.

Caught in a dilemma.

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