Chapter 2: Tomb of the Monkey King!

"Front-row prompt, video 3.5 seconds, incompetent ,......."

"The publisher of this video is a fool, isn't he? A broken bus is also photographed? ”

"At least it's broken! ......”

"Wait, this bus, I think I've seen ,......"

"You're stupid, aren't you?"

"No, I remember, it was three days ago, that traffic accident, the scrapped passenger car, the bus driver, died on the spot, you can search the Internet for ,......."

"Eh, there really is, so this ghost catcher anchor is really evil, it's interesting! .......”

"6666, the old driver hurry up, if you are still alive, I will give you a sports car,......."

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After Bai Xiaochuan released the video, the platform exploded all of a sudden, and someone actually threw ninety-nine flowers at once.

Flowers are the primary gift of the fishing live broadcast platform. This kind of gift is generally only given when doing tasks or recharging.

A flower is roughly converted into a dime of RMB. And ninety-nine flowers, that's nearly ten dollars.

Bai Xiaochuan felt that he had a head, but he didn't expect to make so much money by throwing in a 3.5-second video.

In the video he posted, there was no one and a badly damaged ghost car, which was directly ignored by him.

"Hello everyone, I'm still alive, I have an ancestral spirit rune on my body, ordinary ghosts, don't dare to do anything to me.

So next, I want to take you to a place, which is the tomb of the Monkey King that has been rumored recently.

I heard that in order to excavate the tomb of the Monkey King, three archaeologists went crazy,.......

Well, brothers, good luck to me! My name is Bai Xiaochuan, and I am your anchor! .......”

Bai Xiaochuan recorded another paragraph in the pile of artemisia grass at dusk and posted it on the live broadcast platform.

And at this time, the number of people attracted is even more. The Tomb of the Monkey King, this big title, is attractive enough, and on the way, I encountered a bus that had an accident, these gimmicks are enough, one to ten, ten to hundred, many people come to watch, there is a feeling of spending a lot of money.

At this moment, seeing the soaring messages, Bai Xiaochuan's eyes were red, and on the first day of the live broadcast, there were more than 30 fans and 99 flowers, which was already a very good result.

He touched his treasures, which were still in his pocket, and in the twilight, through the dense jungle, he went straight to the mass grave.

This mass grave, how long has it been, no one knows, a long time ago, it was said that this place was very evil, at night, fireballs flew in the sky, some people said that it was a fox alchemy, no one dared to come here in the middle of the night.

Bai Xiaochuan was bold enough, and said in his heart: What age is it now, the fox still dares to become a fine, and he will kill it with a gun in minutes.

What's more, as the 'mallet in the ditch' said, Bai Xiaochuan is already poor and crazy. I don't have the money to pay the rent, and tomorrow's breakfast hasn't been settled yet!

In the end, the twenty yuan in his pocket was all bought by him.

Therefore, this is the last ditch effort, and if it is not successful, he will become a benevolent.

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"Don't you say that there is a tomb of the Monkey King? Where? ”

Half an hour later, Bai Xiaochuan had already entered the mass grave, and the sky was completely dark, but at this time, Sun Wukong's tomb had not been found.

It was pitch black everywhere, and nothing was on except for his flashlight. In the sky, there is not even a moonlight.

And what's worse is that the messages on the live broadcast website have gradually stopped, obviously people's patience is limited, and it's time to eat.

Bai Xiaochuan looked at the time, it was about seven o'clock in the night, before eight o'clock, he had to find the tomb of Sun Wukong, otherwise he would miss the best broadcast time, then he would be busy this night.

Bai Xiaochuan has its own way.

If you can't ask people, you can ask ghosts, as the old saying goes, find a grave, take out three sticks of incense, and light them. The cigarette smoke, where it goes, where you go, it's right.

Bai Xiaochuan found a grave and took out sandalwood from his yellow backpack.

This sandalwood is said to be sandalwood, but it is all synthetic with artificial spices.

Bai Xiaochuan didn't understand much, but he felt that his heart was sincere, so he lit three incense sticks and inserted them on the grave, bowed twice, and asked: "Let me ask, how to go to the tomb of Sun Wukong?" ”

"Turn left, three hundred steps,......." A girl's voice penetrated Bai Xiaochuan's ears, and Bai Xiaochuan faintly heard it.

"Thank you! ......”

Bai Xiaochuan replied stubbornly and hurriedly walked quickly.

He thought he was hallucinating, but there was nothing he could do but count his steps.

"Two hundred and ninety-six,....... Two hundred and ninety-seven, two hundred and ninety-eight,....... Two hundred and ninety-nine ,........"

At this time, when Bai Xiaochuan counted to two hundred and ninety-nine, his feet could not fall, and there was a big pit below.

This pit is three meters deep, and Bai Xiaochuan took a flashlight and shone it, and actually smiled.

It's really the tomb of the Monkey King, Bai Xiaochuan has seen it in the newspaper. The picture on the headline is here. Underneath the pit, there are pots and pots left by those experts.

"It's finally here, it's really an endless road!"

Bai Xiaochuan sighed, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, it was past ten o'clock, and it was time to start the live broadcast. He first posted a text in his live broadcast space, accompanied by a piece of music from the live broadcast website.

This website is doing ghost hunting live broadcasts, so the music is also very bluffing.

The friends who once disappeared have all returned. Bai Xiaochuan turned on the video head, first gave himself a close-up, and pretended to be out of breath and said: "Audience friends, I am your anchor Bai Xiaochuan." I have now arrived at the Monkey King's tomb, and the atmosphere here is very weird.

Here, I would like to solemnly advise you that in the mass grave, if someone calls you, don't look back, and don't talk to you,....... Otherwise, you'll be just like me,......."

Bai Xiaochuan said, took the flashlight in vain, and shone it up on his chin. Those viewers who were attentive and listened to Bai Xiaochuan's story instantly stood up in fright.

"You're paralyzed, you're scared to death!"

"I'm scared to death, you tell me the address, and I'm going to send you a blade."

"I've ,......"

"I'm still a baby, you're going to show me this? .......”

"His name is Bai Xiaochuan, human flesh, he won't give an explanation tonight, let him know tomorrow, why do flowers bloom so red,......."

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A small video of Bai Xiaochuan once again triggered a riot, all kinds of scolding, and some swiping gifts.

Come to this site for thrill seeking. was frightened, it was so cool that he brushed the gift box for Bai Xiaochuan.

A gift box is worth more than flowers, and a gift box is a piece of RMB, which is equal to ten flowers.

Bai Xiaochuan felt happy in his heart, and said in his heart: If it goes on like this, at least tomorrow's breakfast will be settled.

Put away your phone and continue walking into the tomb.

The tomb was huge, and according to the experts, there were three floors, and the pit he was in was just outside the door of the tomb.

Bai Xiaochuan dared to go inside, but for some reason, suddenly his feet sank, and his feet were empty, just like the feeling of falling off a cliff.

Bai Xiaochuan's forehead instantly broke out in a cold sweat, and he said in his heart: Tonight, it's over,......