Chapter 1: The Man Who Crawled Out of the Grave

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Chapter 1: The Man Who Crawled Out of the Grave (New Book Sets Sail, Seeks Protection)

April 5th, Qingming.

At six o'clock in the morning, the eastern sky is just white, the morning dew is a little heavy, the dew bends the grass leaves, the temperature is also a little cold, and the people who exercise in the morning are wearing spring sportswear!

But this spring and summer season is also the season of messy dressing!

Some beauty-loving girls have begun to wear skirts.

The Pagoda Temple, the largest cemetery in Yongcheng, is also a cemetery with a large area.

At six o'clock in the morning, the eastern sky has just turned white, but this cemetery is more lively than before, of course, not because people come to sweep the tombs and pay tribute to their dead relatives during the Qingming season.

What's more, the old man who guards the cemetery has not even opened the gate! If he wants to sweep the tomb, he can't get in!

But an anchor lady wearing a little fairy gauze skirt is using a selfie stick to pestle a mobile phone, sitting on a somewhat damaged tombstone, and doing a live broadcast!

The tombstone is somewhat broken, and there is no name, and it is not known who the deceased was!

After coming to this cemetery, she first selected this grave without an inscription, and then put a bunch of calla orchids in front of ......the tombstone, clasped her hands, and prayed: "Nameless old man, you are not strange, the little woman also came here for survival, for a few cloud-piercing arrows;

After paying tribute to flowers and praying so as not to blame the people in the grave, this girl sat on the tombstone that was only half a person high, pestle a selfie stick, and opened the live broadcast room.

The fairy skirt lady opened her beautiful face and used the face slimming function, showing a cute and innocent smile to the camera, and waved her jade hand to the fans in the live broadcast room: "Lao Tie, happy Qingming Festival~~ Your little fairy Xin'er is at your request, at six o'clock in the morning, the first one to come to the cemetery~~ You must take good care of Xin'er......"

Cute, coquettish, cute, pouty, a must-have emoji for anchors who take the pure route.

The live broadcast room immediately boiled: "Lie ~ groove, the core anchor really ran to the cemetery to broadcast live on the day of the Qingming Festival~~"

"Damn, is Miss Xin'er sitting on a tombstone?!Cow is more than fried sky~"

"It's Qingming Festival today, isn't Miss Xin'er afraid that a hand will reach out from behind the grave and touch your little ass?"

"Grave live broadcast, Miss Xin'er Niu fork comparison, 666~"

……

"The slave family is not forced by you!Woo, it's so pitiful, which old iron reward is piercing the cloud arrow~~~ The sports car is also excellent......"

The fairy skirt lady snorted and pretended to be pitiful, begging

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