"Alright, since you've made up your mind, I'll help you advertise it," Coold said.
"Thank you."
Ye Lingchen said sincerely.
Although he had never met Coold, the two of them often chatted on WeChat. Occasionally, Coold would remind him that the situation of the live streaming platform was deteriorating and that he should make more money if he could.
He could feel that Coold was genuinely concerned about him most of the time.
In another live streaming room, Coold frowned slightly and sighed in her heart.
'If you can't tell a story, I hope you can turn back quickly.'
Then, he looked at the camera and smiled, "Good news for everyone. Y-God is online. If you want to watch his live streaming room, go ahead."
[What? Y-God is online? Hurry up and watch.]
[This is true love for the streamer. He's willing to push his fans to Y-God.]
[Why isn't the streamer playing with Y-God anymore?]
…
As Ye Lingchen opened his live streaming room, the number of viewers in his live streaming room increased rapidly. Although he had not been online for more than half a month, it quickly reached 3,000 viewers.
He turned his camera to the darkest setting and turned off all the lights in the room.
Other than the darkness in the live streaming room, he could only vaguely make out a human silhouette.
[What is the streamer doing? Pretending to be a ghost?]
[Isn't Y-God a gamer? Did he change the channel?]
[F * ck! Is he looking for trouble? I'll unfollow him if he doesn't play games!]
[Same to the one above. I'll eat sh * t if he doesn't unfollow me!]
…
"Hello everyone. I believe many of you have already felt it. That's right! I'm not going to stream games today. Instead, I'm bringing you a novel called Grave Robber's Chronicles. "
Ye Lingchen had seen the self-cultivation of actors, learned language and literature, and understood the art of speech. In terms of speech, he was more than qualified to be a streamer.
His tone was neither hurried nor slow, and it sounded very comfortable. Even many people who were prepared to leave immediately stayed behind for now.
Grave Robber's Chronicles?
What the hell was that? Never heard of it.
It could not be a diary, right?
Hearing the name, it sounded a little interesting.
Ye Lingchen took a deep breath, hid in the darkness, and began to narrate in a low tone.
"Fifty years ago, a group of grave-robbers from Changsha dug up a silk book from the Warring States Period. The remnant book recorded the location of a strange ancient tomb from the Warring States Period. However, the group of grave-robbers encountered a strange incident underground and almost all of them died."
Ye Lingchen's tone was calm as he narrated the story slowly. "Fifty years later, the grandson of one of the grave robbers discovered this secret in his ancestor's notebook. He gathered a group of experienced grave robbers to search for the treasure. But who would have thought that there would be so many strange things in this ancient tomb: the Seven Star Suspicious Coffins, the corpse of the Green Eyed Fox, the Nine-Headed Snake Cypress … "
A heavy and deep atmosphere was instantly unleashed.
The main content of Grave Robber's Chronicles was about grave robbing, but it also had some supernatural themes.
That was a novel written by Ye Lingchen by combining the most popular horror stories he had read with the secret of feng shui.
In the live broadcast room.
Ye Lingchen was telling the story. He did not speak at a fast pace because the novel was his original work. It was easy for him to create the desired atmosphere.
"Chapter One, Blood Corpse. Fifty years ago, Changsha's Daizi Ridge. Four grave-robbers were squatting on a mound. None of them spoke, staring straight at the Luoyang shovel on the ground. The shovel head was covered with old soil that had just been brought out from the ground. The strange thing was that the soil was constantly oozing a bright red liquid, as if it had just been dipped in blood. "
The entire live broadcast room was silent. Everyone could not help but follow Ye Lingchen's voice and fall into the story.
Little Ming was originally Ye Lingchen's hardcore gaming fan. When he found out that Ye Lingchen did not stream games, he nearly cursed out loud. However, he was unwilling to leave the live broadcast room, so he stayed.
However, that stay lasted for two hours!
The story was too fascinating. It was as if he was following Ye Lingchen in grave robbing, making him eager to know what happened next.
When Ye Lingchen reached the part where the waterway turned into a river in the cave, and the shallows on both sides were filled with green rotting corpses, Little Ming could not help but shiver. He shrunk his neck, feeling that the atmosphere in the room had suddenly become much colder!
There were many people like him. Coupled with Ye Lingchen's dark screen, the effect was magnified to the extreme.
In front of the screen, everyone could not help but hold their breath.
"In the reflection in the water, an unknown thing was lying on my back. I wanted to scream, but I couldn't control myself. I wanted to turn around, but I felt a heavy blow on the back of my head. My vision went black, and I didn't know what happened."
At this point, the plot suddenly became very exciting, and everyone's heart tightened!
Very soon, the number of viewers increased to 5,000. Those who came to Ye Lingchen's live broadcast room did not leave. The loss rate was actually zero!
On the other hand, there were surprisingly few comments. Everyone was engrossed in the story, with only a few people occasionally posting one or two comments.
[Grave robbing! F * ck, it's so exciting!]
[The host is f * cking amazing. I love ghost stories the most. This is definitely an original!]
[Listening to it makes my hair stand on end, but I want to continue listening. F * ck!]
[Previous poster, didn't you want to unfollow? Are you ready to eat sh * t?]
[This is definitely the work of a god. Listening to this story, I suddenly feel like my life has reached its climax.]
…
At the same time, someone finally came to Coold's live broadcast room.
[F * ck! Let everyone know that Y-God's live broadcast room is not to be missed! That's all I have to say. I can't take it anymore, I have to go back!]
[We're all old comrades. That's why I sacrificed a few seconds to pass on the news. Y-God's story is amazing!]
[Thank you Coold for recommending Y-God's live broadcast room. I'll go back and continue listening to the story …]
[What the h * ll? The previous poster is crazy, right?]
[Where did this idiot come from? Is he trying to stir things up? F * ck off!]
[Don't panic, everyone. I'll go check it out. I'll be right back!]
…
Most of them could not hold back their curiosity and went to Y-God's live broadcast room. However, once they went there, they did not make it back.
Coold noticed that as well. She had been worried that Y-God would collapse. Coincidentally, she had just finished a game. After hesitating for a moment, she chose to enter Y-God's live broadcast room and help Ye Lingchen advertise it.
"Since everyone is curious, why don't we go to Y-God's live broadcast room and take a look?"
Having said that, he switched his live broadcast room to Y-God's channel.
She frowned slightly when she saw the screen filled with black. However, when she heard Ye Lingchen's deep tone, she could not help but feel nervous.
At that point, the story had reached the ancient tomb.
Ye Lingchen continued, "We all climbed up and saw a headless corpse in the cauldron. Its clothes were already rotten and there were some jade jewelry on the corpse. Panzi did not hesitate and took it off and put it on his own hand."
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