“Interesting…”

Seeing the blogger dressed like this, Zhang Fan instantly became interested.

Such a gloomy scene, coupled with the two people's weird attire, many netizens still felt scared even though they knew it was a live broadcast.

[Am I being naughty? Show me this in the middle of the night! ]

[Host, live streaming can be down-to-earth, but don’t be so down-to-earth?! ]

[Oh my god, Black and White Impermanence? ! ! ! ]

[You two are doing this in the middle of the night, aren't you afraid of running into the real thing? ]

[I'm so scared. Damn, you two are not really doing a live broadcast in the underworld, are you? ]

【\horrified\scary...】

【……】

In the barrage area, there was a lot of "ghosts crying and wolves howling", but the two anchors Black and White had long been accustomed to it.

People are strange. They are obviously scared, but they insist on staying in there. This is why the two of them have a high audience retention rate.

“Ahem.”

Xiao Hei coughed twice, pretending to be deep, and slowly said:

"Recently, the underworld's dream system has had some problems. I think many people have had dreams from their family members recently, but I don't know what they mean or whether they are accurate."

"If you have friends who encounter this situation, you can click on the lower right corner to apply for a connection."

"Local underworld, online dream interpretation!"

"This live broadcast room adopts a random mode and will randomly link a viewer in the application list."

"The higher you are on the gift list, the easier it is to connect!"

As soon as the topic of dreams was mentioned, controversy soon arose in the live broadcast room. Some people thought it was nonsense, while others recounted their personal experiences.

[Damn, this anchor is too ridiculous. He even told me in a dream that the system was malfunctioning. Does your local government have a server? ]

[Don’t disbelieve me, this thing really exists. My cousin used to be a programmer, but he died accidentally. Last time he came to me in a dream and told me that he was working in the underworld, responsible for maintaining the underworld management system! ]

[My grandfather passed away about half a year ago. He came to me in a dream, and later I found more than 2,000 yuan in his green coat! ]

[What a load of bullshit, everyone. I'm a biologist. Dreams are just a kind of human fantasy and have nothing to do with reality!]

[You study biology, but I study science fiction. Dreams are actually another parallel world!]

[Anchor, connect with me, my dad told me about the lottery number yesterday, I forgot it, can you ask him to give me another one! ]

[Flying Pineapple gives away Super One x1! 】

[Flying Pineapple: Host, please connect, it's urgent! ]

【The flying pineapple is connected successfully! 】

Soon, a lucky viewer successfully connected with the blogger, and Xiao Hei asked calmly: "Have your family members appeared in your dreams recently?"

"Yes, my mother asked me to do it, but I'm not too sure," Pineapple replied.

"Not sure?" Xiao Hei frowned slightly and said, "Tell me the general situation and I will help you analyze it first."

After a brief silence, Pineapple said:

"It's like this. I've been working at a small to medium-sized venue that is rented out. I'm responsible for decorating the venue. We handle funerals, weddings, graduation banquets, full-month banquets, etc."

"The income is OK, the work is going well, and I just won the best employee award last month."

"But last night..."

At this point, Pineapple paused for a moment and continued:

"I might have dreamed about my mother last night. My mother passed away about thirty years ago. I was only two years old at that time. I don't remember what she looked like very clearly."

"Last night, a woman in her twenties appeared in my dream. My intuition told me that she was my mother!"

"As soon as we met, he called me by my nickname, and I felt very close to him."

Hearing this, Xiao Hei became a little annoyed and urged: "Get to the point, what did she say to you?"

"Okay, okay."

"My mother told me that it was the day after tomorrow, which is now tomorrow. She said that there would be explosions and fires at the place where I work, and that a big shot had personally written a life-or-death plan, and that at least three people would be killed, and possibly more, so I should not go to work tomorrow."

"I didn't think anything of it at first. Dreams are common to everyone. But this afternoon, I couldn't find my work badge no matter what I said. When I got off work, my boss asked me if I wanted to take a day off the next day. He asked me several times. Later, when I was going home, my electric bike suddenly broke down. I felt like someone was deliberately preventing me from going to work!"

"That's probably the situation. Our company's fire prevention has always been very good. Host, do you think I should go to work tomorrow?"

After Pineapple finished speaking, netizens in the live broadcast room called it wonderful.

[Oh my god! What a good story, well written! ]

[You haven't even met her, and you're convinced that she's your mother? Aren't you kidding me? She's so filial! ]

[It's so mysterious, you lost your brand and your car broke down, don't tell me it's your mom who's stopping you from going to work.]

[You're almost there, I just saw this story on the forum ten minutes ago! ]

[? You don’t believe it? Last time there was a power outage at my house, my dad told me in advance! ]

[That's right, dreams are all based on facts. I think you'd better not go to work tomorrow, brother.]

【……】

There are different opinions in the barrage section, some believe it and some don't.

In front of the mobile phone screen, Zhang Fan's brows were slightly frowned.

To be honest, he believes in dreams.

Time travel has already happened, so is it difficult to send messages through dreams?

Besides, he is a funeral practitioner, so he has to believe this kind of thing.

But what made him curious was who the big shot who had made the move in the fight of life and death was mentioned by the audience?

"Hey? This guy and I are from the same city?"

While guessing, Zhang Fan accidentally discovered a small detail.

This user named 'Hui Fei Du Pineapple' is also from South City.

It seems that whether this dream is true or not, I just need to pay attention to the local news tomorrow to find out.

In the live broadcast screen.

Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai seemed to be trying hard to hold back their laughter.

Sharing the same views as some netizens, they also think that this dream is too outrageous.

After a long pause, Xiao Hei finally spoke slowly:

"Brother, to be honest, this dream of yours doesn't seem like a serious dream."

"It's probably because of the malfunction in the underworld recently, which caused you to have this dream unexpectedly."

"Think about it, you didn't even remember anything when you left. How could you recognize that this was your mother? You must be overthinking it."

"More than 30 years have passed. My wish has been fulfilled and I have long been reincarnated."

"Besides, how can a mere ghost be qualified to see the Book of Life and Death? What important person can he see?"

"No matter how powerful he is, can he defeat us, the Black and White Impermanence?"

"What a big shot you are, you are nothing but rotten fish and shrimp in our place!"

"Suppress with one hand!"

【bite!!】

Before Xiao Hei could finish his words, a deafening reminder sound suddenly rang in Zhang Fan's mind.

This alert sound was louder than any sound he had ever heard since he was born!

I'm afraid that without the protection of the system, he would have been bleeding from all seven orifices!

Immediately afterwards, a solemn and sacred voice sounded in Zhang Fan's mind.

【No! respect! ghost! god! 】

【Indecent! ditch! god! bright! 】

The voice stopped, and the familiar system sound sounded again:

[For those who always play the role of Black and White Impermanence, the respect value is 0, the next role rate is 100%, the backlash rate is 1%, and the marginal customer can be appropriately reminded or paid attention to, at your discretion! ]

"Let me consider it again?"

After the system notification sounded, Zhang Fan felt his head buzzing.

The sound just now was really too loud.

After a while, Zhang Fan focused his attention on these two bloggers.

The backlash rate is so low that it can almost be judged as non-existent.

Moreover, in his understanding, the backlash for disrespecting ghosts and gods was just a minor feeling, which would not lead to the point of being buried.

If you say a few bad words, you will be hit by a thunder. How can that be tolerated?

Then we can’t even shoot movies or TV series.

After all, I am just a businessman. There is no need for marginal users to pay attention to me. With my current personality, I don’t want to scare people into trouble.

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Fan decided to give an appropriate reminder.

"Forget about following me, just chat online."

Muttering something, Zhang Fan clicked to apply for a connection.

"That's about it. Don't take it to heart. Go to work as usual tomorrow. That's all your problems."

"Come on, let's go to the next one."

At this time, Xiao Hei had already cut off the connection with Pineapple.

[Probability is being modified...]

[Modification successful, current connection rate: (999x999)%]

【Connection successful】

【Changhong funeral and funeral one-stop service is online. 】

A message like this popped up on the public screen.

Suddenly, all the audience in the live broadcast room were stunned.

I was watching this kind of live broadcast late at night, and suddenly a living devil, the undertaker, appeared!

They quickly clicked on the homepage to verify Zhang Fan’s authenticity.

The identification result is genuine at first glance.

Ten seconds later, the entire live broadcast room instantly caught fire.

[Damn! The King of Hell is checking on you, Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai, are you slacking off?!]

[Doing live streaming while working? Do you two want to do it? ]

[Yan Wang, I heard that there is a problem with your management system. Do you want me to help you fix it? ]

[Hahaha, I am dying of laughter, fake black and white meets the real King of Hell? ]

[Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai, you two worked very hard, but did you forget to clock in? ]

[Oh my god, Brother Funeral, you really understand the effects of the show, don’t you? ]

[Report, someone just called you a beast of burden! ]

[We are colleagues after all, why don’t you pay attention to me? 】

【……】

Such a dramatic scene instantly swept away the weird atmosphere in the live broadcast room.

Many people laughed while holding their mobile phones.

In the live broadcast, the black guy and the white guy were both dumbfounded.

This connection not only took away the weird atmosphere, but also the dignity and solemnity on the faces of the two people.

Damn it...playing for free only to bring the King of Hell here!

How to break this game?

The two of them soon showed panic on their faces, and Xiao Hei asked tremblingly:

"Lord Yama... Bah bah bah... Brother Funeral, are you okay?"

"If you have anything to say, please tell me first, and don't click to follow me."

"hehe."

Zhang Fan smiled kindly and explained, "I'm fine."

"I just want to remind you that it's not good for you to always play the role of Black and White Impermanence."

"You have to know that those who make movies have to worship for several days in advance before they can act for free."

"It's up to you to make your own choice about this kind of thing. My advice is that you should never act like this again."

[It’s over, the project manager was fired! ]

[Lord Yan Wang, I am very dissatisfied with your two working abilities! ]

[Let you slack off, let you scare people, hahaha! ]

[Mourner Brother: Who is so bold as to pretend to be my employee? Get out of here!]

[Come on, Brother Funeral, please pay attention to me! ]

【……】

Zhang Fan's words amused the audience and frightened the host.

This sentence is easy to understand, but when it comes from the mouth of the funeral brother, it definitely means something different.

[Stop acting! If you continue, I will kill you! ]

"Okay! Okay! We'll never play for free again."

"We are going to go off the air now, families, this show will be cancelled from now on!"

After coming to their senses, the two hurriedly turned off the live broadcast, not daring to delay for even a second.

I didn’t even dare to look at Zhang Fan’s profile picture for too long, because if I did, it would probably fall off!

"I'm quite obedient. I wish you peace?"

Being squeezed out of the live broadcast, Zhang Fan closed his eyes contentedly.

Now I can fall asleep.

Go to bed early, tomorrow is Uncle Wang’s funeral.