The seventh national census is in full swing.

Gubei Town, Xiangxi.

The beautiful anchor Mo Jiaojiao is broadcasting the whole census work:

"Hello to the audience and friends across the country, welcome to the Jiaojiao Fighting Shark live broadcast room.

It is my honor to broadcast this census live for you.

Next, we will conduct a census registration of this funeral goods store in town!

Xiangxi has been mysterious since ancient times.

Just let the local personnel popularize the funeral culture and corpse customs in Xiangxi for us, hehehehe! ”

As soon as the camera turned, an old funeral parlor appeared in the camera.

There were a few white wreaths at the door, and a few colorful paper figurines.

"Xiangxi funeral shop, will there be zombies?"

"I'll go and check the funeral parlor, it's scary."

"It's not, I heard that the funeral shop is very yin, doing business during the day and chasing zombies at night."

"I've seen a couple of posts lately saying that there have been incidents of unknown creatures hurting people all over the world."

"It's all bluffing, believe in science."

"Believe in Science +1"

“……”

The female anchor looked at the barrage of swiping the screen, and behaved:

"Yes, we have to believe in science.

Now follow my camera and let's explore the way to the funeral shop first. ”

The female anchor waved her hand and walked straight into the funeral shop with the live broadcast tools.

As soon as she entered the house, the female anchor smelled a strong smell of paper money.

The room was full of incense, candles, paper money, and the empty-faced white paper figures made her a little uncomfortable.

Nanfeng, who closed his eyes and recuperated, heard someone enter the house, and greeted him casually:

"Incense candles, paper money, wreath paper figures, spiritual Buddha cards, pick your own ......"

The female anchor glanced at Nanfeng.

About twenty years old, with good facial features, he is a handsome little brother.

The fluctuating mood stabilized.

"Little brother, I'm here to broadcast the census process live.

Before the census, say hello to the audience in the live broadcast room! ”

Nanfeng was indifferent and raised his hand very perfunctorily.

"The funeral brother is so cold?"

"Selling dead people's things every day, can you be enthusiastic?"

"Selling dead people's things, will it be a loss of life!"

"Hey, why is there a ceramic doll enshrined behind him?"

"Could it be the new Matai Kuman Thong?"

The female anchor saw the enthusiastic response in the live broadcast room, and the audience was very curious about everything in the funeral shop, which was a good opportunity to increase fans.

So he smiled and said to Nanfeng:

"Little brother, the audience in the live broadcast room is very curious about the things here.

Can you popularize funeral knowledge and culture to the audience in the live broadcast room? ”

Nanfeng was not in the mood, but as soon as the young anchor approached, he felt something.

raised his head slightly and carefully looked at the female anchor in front of him.

Snake essence face, artificial nose, heavy Internet celebrity makeup, proper plastic surgery face.

However, the south wind saw something else in her face.

The dense black clouds can't dissolve the turbidity.

His face suddenly became solemn, and he frowned:

"Beauty, don't broadcast live, you're dying!"

The female anchor was stunned for a moment, and then said slightly angrily;

"You, how do you speak? Your mouth stinks like this, you're dying! ”

This female anchor had a bad temper, but she was suddenly cursed, and her attitude naturally became bad.

If it weren't for the live broadcast, she would have been able to scold the eighteen generations of Nanfeng ancestors.

Nanfeng was not angry, but solemnly took out a black talisman from the drawer:

"Beauty, I didn't lie to you.

If you put this on, you can live for two more days.

If not, wait until noon.

You may have something to do, and you may even have a mutation in your body because you are contaminated......"

Female anchors, that believe these? Angry and itchy.

I'm so good, pollute you big-headed ghost.

Do you want her to be such a big beauty and wear such a black broken brand?

It's ridiculous to think about.

The female anchor couldn't hold back anymore and didn't give Nanfeng a chance to continue talking.

changed the sweet smiling face in the live broadcast room before, revealing a mean look:

"Stinky dick, shut up.

Don't talk nonsense, it's bad for the old lady's mood.

You want to use this broken brand to pit the old lady's money, right?

Or are you taking yourself as a god?

Don't think that the old lady is live broadcasting, so I don't dare to scold you, stinky pen......"

The female anchor looked disdainful, holding a selfie stick while scolding the South Wind stinky pen.

He even took the talisman and threw it on the ground, stomping it with his foot.

Nanfeng wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

I can only shake my head and sigh, life and death are fateful, and I will die by myself......

The pot has exploded in the live broadcast room;

"666, tearing in the live broadcast room."

"Septic tank? Still polluted? ”

"Hahaha, the census becomes a fortune-telling scene."

"Hold me on, I'm laughing to death."

"Langjiao squirts him."

"Mighty ......"

The female anchor saw that the mood in the live broadcast room was high, and the gifts were flying.

scolded more happily, coaxed the atmosphere of the live broadcast room, and continued to induce others to swipe gifts......

It wasn't until several census workers arrived that the female anchor shut up.

He was alone in the Nanfeng household registration book, and the census was soon over.

Walking out of the funeral shop, the female anchor said to the live broadcast room with a mean face:

"Family, if you see that guy just now, he is a typical charlatan.

With a broken wooden brand, I want to cheat the old lady out of money, I'm bah!

Thanks to Brother Dick Plane, Brother Dick is ......"

"Langjiao Society."

"Have you ever thought about what if what he said was true?"

"If it's true, eat Xiang in a handstand!"

"What a fart, I just want to cheat money! Routine. ”

"That is, what can Lang Jiao do? Does he really think of himself as a Mai god? ”

“………”

The female anchor was depressed, but she could watch the gifts flood.

The number of people in the live broadcast room exceeded three million, and I felt a lot more comfortable.

I only took the encounter with the south wind as a joke.

Contaminate? Have an accident? Will it die? Variation? How can it be.

But the next moment, a dazzling ray of sunlight shone on her.

The female anchor suddenly felt a little dizzy and had a headache.

Subconsciously, he rubbed his forehead with his hand.

After rubbing, I found that a large bag was bulging and a little painful.

It was as if there was a bead inside, hard and round, that was growing......

In the live broadcast room, it completely exploded.

", Langjiao, your forehead!"

"I'll go! What a big bag. ”

"What's the situation, magic?"

"Something is wrong, it looks like the skin is cracked."

"Yes, yes, it's going to crack. Don't rub it, it's ...... when it bleeds."

“……”

The female anchor is unknown.

I was a little frightened, and I was about to take out the makeup mirror to see what was going on on my forehead.

The green tendons began to bulge, and a wave of nausea came to him.

The female anchor retched without warning.

"Vomit ......"

"Jiaojiao, are you okay?"

"Jiaojiao, did you have a bad stomach?"

"Jiaojiao, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Several census takers were concerned.

The female anchor only felt her brain burst.

I thought I was suffering from heat stroke, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

Reluctantly lifted the selfie stick, raised his head and said:

"I, I'm fine, I don't have to go to the hospital......"

But before he finished speaking, he found the staff next to him.

One by one, they stared at her in horror.

Subconsciously regressed, looking very frightened.

One of them, a female staff member, even covered her mouth and pointed at her forehead.

Frightened, he shouted at her:

"You, you've got an extra eye......"