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 155 Can the focus be reliable even once?

Just as Yan Jiu and Lang Zongyi stepped into the ancient tomb, another spell buried underground quietly activated.

A pale golden array of formations gradually enveloped the ancient tomb, which had two levels, above and below ground.

No one noticed.

At that time.

Yan Jiu cleverly advertised: "Are you still troubled by not being able to rob tombs because you have to abide by the law? Come to the 'Slow Pass, No Send-Off' funeral service live stream room, and I'll take you on a free tour of ancient tombs."

You know how to promote yourself!

A large tomb is said to have been discovered in the northwest.

Could this be that tomb?

[What exactly is Master Jiu's identity!?]

We've actually had a day when we were just watching the drama unfold from the front row!

Following Master Jiu has truly broadened my horizons.

[Ha, they just picked a random cave entrance and called it an ancient tomb. I've seen plenty of these self-directed and self-acted dramas.]

[Are you desperate for fame?]

A large forest has all kinds of birds.

Similarly, after Yan Jiu became popular, all sorts of netizens appeared in her live streams.

The live stream has just started.

Some people questioned the authenticity of the tomb.

Some netizens find it hard to believe that Yan Jiu, a streamer, could actually get an archaeology spot.

They raised valid questions.

I just didn't expect that my doubts wouldn't be echoed.

Isn't Master Jiu popular enough?

My teeth feel a little hot, let them air out!

[Haha, I advise you to take back your comments.]

[Anyone who dares to question this must be new here, right?]

【Hey, why do people always seem to be offering themselves up for Master Jiu to beat up~】

Lang Zongyi didn't want to hold up his phone, so he simply put Yan Jiu's phone in his chest pocket.

In the blink of an eye.

The comments in the live stream also changed.

[I'm an archaeology student, let me analyze for you who these big shots are walking ahead.]

[From left to right: Associate Professor of Archaeology at Tsinghua University, Professor of Archaeology at Beijing Imperial University, ...]

Are netizens really this knowledgeable these days?

I just started my PhD this year, but because I couldn't get back to China in time, I missed this opportunity to do archaeological work.

Well, compared to you guys, my undergraduate degree seems a bit unremarkable.

High school students, assemble!

[+1!]

[Junior high school students, assemble!]

[+1!]

Yan Jiu was unaware of the direction the comments were taking.

She swayed as she entered the tomb.

He was surrounded by a group of archaeology experts.

"Young friend, you've arrived?"

"Quick, come and see."

There are three intersections here, which one should we take?

"The instrument can't detect it at all."

So, which path is the right one?

[Master Jiu is terrifying!]

Surrounded by so many big shots, my legs must be weak.

[Where are the people who were just questioning Master Jiu? Come out here and let us see if your face is swollen.]

I never imagined I'd have the chance to witness it one day.

[Um, I'm not bragging, but my sister is in the team, but I can't get through to her on the phone.]

No signal?

[Impossible, the streamer's livestream has a full signal!]

【You said it yourself, it's Master Jiu.】

Sorry to bother you!

[Another day of being conquered by Master Jiu.]

Yan Jiu looked at the fork in the road.

He hasn't even spoken yet.

Chen He crossed his arms and sarcastically said to Yan Jiu, "This time, you can't still be thinking about making money, can you?"

Yan Jiu looked at Chen He.

Chen He smiled, but when his gaze fell on the phone in Lang Zongyi's pocket, his smile vanished.

If she wasn't mistaken, the phone case was red with gold lettering and covered in patterns of gold ingots.

It's no exaggeration to say that this phone case is completely out of place for Lang Zongyi, who is dressed in a neat and appropriate uniform.

Chen He knew that Lang Zongyi would never use such a phone case, so she shifted her gaze to Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu blinked: Why does this person look like he's been cheated on?

She nudged Lang Zongyi with her elbow.

Lang Zongyi, who was resting with his eyes closed, asked, "What?"

Yan Jiu sighed: "It attracts attention, doesn't it?"

Lang Zongyi: "???"

[Hooray, is this going to be interesting?]

I'm just an ordinary person, I like this kind of storyline!

Two women vying for one man?

[It could also be a case of two women vying for one woman.]

This generation of netizens is really going too far.

Why did I feel a vibration?

[It's not a tremor, it's an earthquake!!!]

A sudden earthquake.

The heartbeats of everyone present were swept up in the moment.

The ground, as hard as iron, suddenly cracked open.

The Special Bureau personnel, who were stationed at the rear and had just arrived, watched helplessly as Yan Jiu and the others fell into the ground.

During the descent.

Yan Jiu instinctively grabbed something nearby.

It's bouncy and soft to the touch.

Lang Zongyi gritted his teeth: "Let go."

Yan Jiu gave Lang Zongyi another tug, not holding back her praise: "Your hair is in great condition."

Lang Zongyi was not happy at all despite being praised.

When the two of them stepped to the bottom again.

Yan Jiu took out the judge's pen and drew a talisman. When she turned around, Lang Zongyi almost burst out laughing.

Lang Zongyi, who always pays attention to his image, sported a messy head of hair, but his mournful gaze actually made him seem more popular.

While Lang Zongyi was fixing his hair, he glanced at the interrupted live stream and tossed his phone to Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu looked around: "Where is everyone else?"

Lang Zongyi looked into the distance and said, "You should ask her."

Yan Jiu followed Lang Zongyi's gaze and looked at the ancient woman carrying a red lantern and wearing a black veil.

The woman's hair reached her waist.

Yan Jiu could only see the other person's pale face and the unyielding resentment that had remained unchanged for years, but she couldn't make out the other person's appearance at all.

She closed her eyes.

Open your eyes again.

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