Under the nervous and exciting gaze of the netizens, Zhang Fan saw the first video.

This is a landscape video of a mountain that is quite famous in China.

Seeing that it was a scenic spot, netizens were all disappointed and immediately started to post messages:

[I was shocked. I thought it was going to hit someone, but it turned out to be a mountain. ]

[Mountain? Can’t the mountain collapse? Brother Funeral paid attention to it and it collapsed directly! ]

[Next, next, I don’t believe that such a big shaking eagle can’t swipe a living person? ]

【……】

After taking a few casual glances, Zhang Fan swiped to the next video.

After a while in the live broadcast room, I was suddenly refreshed into another live broadcast room.

The title of the live broadcast room is blank, but the host's online name is eye-catching: Jin Dapeng (anti-feudal superstition)

When Zhang Fan just entered the live broadcast room, Jin Dapeng was talking excitedly.

"Guys, what did I say?"

"I told you that Brother Funeral isn't that weird, and there's no second in command!"

"You two posted a message to spread rumors, I posted a message to clarify after drinking, and then I passed the buck to you, distracting all attention."

"These two people sang the same tune and played the brothers around in circles."

"Don't ask me why I didn't start the live broadcast yesterday. The internet at home was not good yesterday."

"The fight against feudal superstition starts with me. Brothers, put the word "Niubi" on the public screen!"

After experiencing the retreat blunder last night, Jin Dapeng is even more certain that Brother Funeral no longer has time to mess with people online, because he had no orders before, but now with branches all over the country, he has no shortage of orders.

However, when he called on his fans to give a thumbs-up to his posts, he didn’t see a single thumbs-up in the comments.

Instead, he saw a bunch of inexplicable comments.

[My dear brother, you have already received your death! ]

[Let me tell you a secret, Brother Funeral is peeking at the screen! ]

[Brother, if you choose to die headfirst now, you can die more beautifully.]

[You are so arrogant. Just say what you want to do. ]

[The funeral army is coming, get out of the way! ]

【……】

"?"

Looking at the mysterious comments sent by netizens, Jin Dapeng had a lot of question marks on his face.

What's going on?

Funeral brother?

Jin Dapeng subconsciously looked at the online audience.

However, he found that the number of people online in his live broadcast room suddenly increased from a few hundred to tens of thousands.

Although he had just entered the Internet not long ago, he was also clear that even if DouYing trained him to be a top Internet celebrity, it would not be possible for tens of thousands of people to join in all at once.

"Brothers... all the uncles of the Funeral Army, Brother Funeral is not really coming, right?"

After hesitating for a moment, Jin Dapeng asked this question tremblingly towards the screen.

But the next moment.

"Sizzle~"

"Bang!"

A flash of electricity passed by, and the light bulb in the bedroom of Jin Dapeng's apartment suddenly exploded.

In order to create a terrifying atmosphere, he specially chose a bedroom without windows. When the lights went out, the room became completely dark.

Only the faint light from the mobile phone could barely allow the viewers to see his face clearly.

This time, Jin Dapeng was completely panicked. Cold sweat soon broke out on his forehead and his body couldn't stop shaking.

After hesitating for a while, Jin Dapeng chose to use roaring to boost his courage.

"Brother Funeral! How dare you murder me in public?!"

"This is a live broadcast. If I get hurt, you'll be the real murderer! The real murderer!"

Seeing Jin Dapeng's disheveled appearance, the viewers in the live broadcast room just felt it was very funny.

[No, buddy, you just said nothing happened, why are you panicking now? ]

[That's right, this is just the beginning. Who can you blame if your light bulb is broken? ]

[I saw it! I saw it all. Brother Sangzang didn’t even follow me this time! ]

[It sounds like if Sangzangge is a murderer just because he followed me, I am a million miles away from him, how can I scare people to death just by watching a live broadcast? ]

[Bankruptcy, bankruptcy, this kid is doomed! 】

[I heard that you really like the paper figurines at Brother Funeral's house. How many do you want to use this time? I'll pay for it! ]

[I support anti-feudalism, but I can’t stand the idea of ​​riding on the popularity of Funeral Brother! ]

[I predict that Jin Dapeng might be frightened to death! ]

[Who? Who do you think is the murderer? I didn’t see anything. I just watched the live broadcast without any intention! ]

【……】

Before anything happened to Jin Dapeng, netizens had already started issuing death notices for him, and some even began to clarify things for Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan looked at Jin Dapeng, who was trembling in the live broadcast, and his expression was a little surprised.

I didn't expect that I would get an enemy just by swiping my brush.

[Ding! The current target's mental state is detected to be abnormal, with a 100% chance of hallucination and a 30% chance of being scared to death. Potential customer, the host can follow up! ]

At this moment, the system prompt sound suddenly sounded. Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, puzzled.

"No, Brother Tongzi, it's already time to go to work, is it necessary for you to do this?"

Hypocrisy, it's more or less hypocritical.

Zhang Fan showed a puzzled look on his face. Was it the system talking nonsense, trying to determine the cause of death for the unlucky guy who showed up at the check-in time?

Or... this kid was destined to die, and I just happened to get him?

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Fan was more inclined to the latter.

After all, the system had made it very clear before that reporting for duty was the King of Hell's daily job, and the few people who came were purely to maintain the order of the Three Realms. There was no need to go to great lengths to find excuses.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

Just as Zhang Fan was hesitating, there was a crisp knock on the door in the live broadcast room.

The two knocks on the door seemed to hammer into the depths of Jin Dapeng's soul, frightening him so much that he shuddered several times.

“Gurgle…”

Swallowing hard, Jin Dapeng mustered up the courage to look towards the door.

I saw that the bedroom door handle was turning slightly.

Seeing this scene, Jin Dapeng was shocked and panicked to the extreme.

He remembered clearly that there was absolutely no one else in the house except him...

Lock the door yourself. Even if the landlord comes with the key, he has to call you first.

Similarly, the viewers in the live broadcast room were also a little nervous when they saw this scene.

Unfortunately, no one sympathized with Jin Dapeng's experience. Instead, there were some comments gloating over his misfortune.

【Here it comes! Here it comes! 】

[Brother, don’t you like playing supernatural games? Here comes the fun part! ]

[It's so creepy in broad daylight. Host, please hold on for a while. I want to watch more! ]

[No, don’t any of you have any compassion? ]

[We want to have one too, but the funeral guy has predicted his death... Hey, the dead are the greatest, I'll give it a thumbs up! ]

[The world is going downhill. Young people nowadays are so indifferent to life. How sad! ]

[What are you sad about? This is Brother Funeral's revenge. If you don't agree, post a video to challenge me! ]

【……】

“Crunch~”

The sound of the door opening was heard and the door was slowly pushed open. The netizens subconsciously held their breath at this moment.

However, when the door was opened, there was nothing outside.

However, Jin Dapeng's pupils did shrink, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

【? What's going on? Nothing at all? 】

[Oh my god, I got so excited for nothing! ]

[I got so scared that I thought the Pen Fairy was going to pop out! ]

【？ ？ ？】

[Nothing, what is this Jin Dapeng yelling about? ]

[Mourner brother? You don’t really want to scare people to death, do you? ]

[Could it be that there is something in Jin Dapeng's room that we can't see? ]

[I think it might be like this, this kid didn't believe in evil, and as a result, evil found him! ]

[Didn’t I tell you long ago that it’s better to believe in ghosts and gods than to believe in their non-existence! ]

【……】

The audience expressed their doubts, and Zhang Fan was also confused.

However, at this moment, the system prompt sound rang again in Zhang Fan's mind.

【bite!】

[Congratulations to the host, the roll call was successful! ]

【Please draw the next target immediately! 】

"Successful? Is this the end?"

The sudden prompt from the system made Zhang Fan, who was already confused, even more confused.

He looked carefully at Jin Dapeng in the live broadcast room, and suddenly remembered the prompt given by the system last time.

The cause of Jin Dapeng's death should be hallucination...

Since it's an illusion, he should be the only one who can see it, right?

Soon, Jin Dapeng was so scared that he curled up in a corner, his body shaking uncontrollably and mumbling something in panic.

Just now, he clearly saw the paper figures he bought from Changhong Funeral Home lined up, carrying a coffin, and slowly walked into his bedroom.

As Jin Dapeng began to dodge, his figure completely disappeared from the live broadcast screen.

Zhang Fan lost interest in watching any further as he couldn't find Jin Dapeng. The system must have sounded the alarm just now and the next person had been carried away.

Similarly, the viewers in the live broadcast room were confused and were urging Zhang Fan to continue scrolling.

"Brothers, there may be something wrong with this live broadcast room. Let's watch the next one."

After explaining to his fans, Zhang Fan pressed the arrow keys on the keyboard and slid to the next video.

This time, Zhang Fan saw a video of feeding pigs.

Blogger name: Xiaochuan (daily life of pig farming)

In the video, a dark-skinned boy wearing short-sleeved shirt and shorts is standing in front of the pig shed, cleaning the stove.

The stove is very large, and the iron pot is two or three times larger than the pot used for the big banquet.

The stove is made of red bricks and has no excessive decoration. It is filled with fresh ingredients, including corn, pumpkin, zucchini, etc.

Of course, these ingredients are large in size, so they obviously don’t taste very good to humans.

"After three years in the studio, I got tired of life in the big city and chose to return to my hometown to raise pigs..."

Although he is not good-looking, Ogawa gives people a very warm feeling when he speaks.

At this time, the water in the pot had boiled. Ogawa used his skillful knife skills to quickly cut the ingredients into small pieces and poured them all into the pot.

Next, the video enters the acceleration phase.

After all the ingredients were prepared, Xiaochuan covered it and simmered it for a while.

Behind the stove are all of Ogawa’s current hopes, about thirty black pigs.

The pig shed is built simply and seems to be at risk of collapse at any time.

Soon, the pig food was prepared, and Ogawa returned to the inner room to have lunch with his elderly grandmother.

Seeing Zhang Fan encounter such a young man, netizens inevitably began to sympathize with him, and voices of pleading for mercy began to appear in the barrage.

[This... Funeral Brother? Isn't that bad? ]

[Let him go, or you can come and get me! ]

[Brother Sangzang, please show some mercy. This guy is still very young and has dreams. Besides, you two don’t have any deep hatred. Please spare his life! ]

[Sangzang brother, please, can I give you a rocket and spare his life? ]

[What a simple and honest child! Poor boy, he was caught by the funeral brother today! ]

[Sangzang brother, I believe you are not such a heartless person, don't! ]

【……】

In the eyes of the audience, anyone who is noticed by Zhang Fan has almost no chance of survival.

Similarly, Zhang Fan also felt a little bit sorry.

After seeing the fans’ pleas, helplessness appeared on his face.

He is not in a bad mood and will not catch anyone, but this is the call of the King of Hell after all.

When the King of Hell calls the names, whoever he calls will be the one. There is no room for bargaining.

Therefore, Zhang Fan did not respond directly to the netizens, but pressed the keyboard tentatively.

As expected, since Xiaochuan had already been chosen, there was no chance to change it.

Zhang Fan pressed the keyboard several times, but the DouYing app still did not respond.

"pity."

Shaking his head, Zhang Fan clicked on it when he saw that Xiaochuan was broadcasting live.

"Brothers, let's see what this big brother is doing."

After hearing these words and seeing Zhang Fan enter the live broadcast room, the viewers' hearts immediately sank.

[It's over, Brother Funeral doesn't listen to any advice at all! ]

[Bad luck always picks on the unfortunate. I saw that old lady just now has bad legs and feet. I think she is already paralyzed! ]

[If Xiaochuan is taken away, what will the old man do? ]

[Mourner brother, please, please have a sense of conscience for once! ]

【……】

Seeing that Zhang Fan was "stubbornly going his own way", netizens' calls for mercy became louder and louder.

But Zhang Fan was the King of Hell at that time, working on behalf of the underworld, so he really had no way to respond.

Seeing that Zhang Fan was slow to speak, netizens completely gave up hope. Some unfriendly voices began to appear in the barrage, but Zhang Fan chose to ignore them all.

After Zhang Fan entered Xiaochuan's live broadcast, netizens also began to spread the message, advising Xiaochuan to take precautions early.

At this time, Ogawa was sitting in front of the stove and interacting with netizens.

"Brothers? Do you think my shed doesn't explain it?"

"How can I not explain? Even though it's not strong enough now, I'll build a bigger one as soon as I make money!"

"The shed was stepped on and the pig was crushed to death?"

"You may not know this, but I have insurance for all my pigs. I can get compensation for any accidental deaths, except those caused by illness or starvation, and I can also eat fresh pork."

"If it's true as you said, that the pigs were crushed to death in the pig shed, then my income this year will probably double!"

"You're overthinking it. The insurance company isn't stupid. They won't pay a dime for intentionally destroying the shed. They've also inspected my shed. And, guys, you'll go to jail for insurance fraud!"

"Um?"

Xiaochuan Zheng was seriously replying to netizens, and suddenly found out,

The content of the barrage changed completely, the number of people online increased dozens of times, and they were all browsing news related to the funeral brother.

"This... Funeral Brother?"