I just became a ghost: A school beauty anchor came to copy my tombstone

The handsome face on the photo made Lin Qingyu's nervous mood eased a little.

However, the hand holding the pen still did not move.

In her hometown village, there was once such a rumor.

Copying tombstones is a form of disrespect to the deceased.

It is easy to provoke the ghosts of the deceased and be entangled by the dead.

"Whisper, come on!"

"You can."

Liu Xinxin cheered on the side, smiling.

Inside the live broadcast room.

Netizens also sent a barrage, constantly urging Lin Qingyu.

"The streamer is faster! Don't grind! "

It's just a tombstone, why is it so slow?"

"Yes, it's not for you to open the coffin, what are you afraid of!"

"If the anchor can't do it, go home and wash and sleep, and then grind like this, and we'll leave."

Lin Qingyu gritted his teeth and opened up, and the pen in his hand began to turn.

"Here we go!"

Liu Xinxin saw it on the side, and the smile on her face was even worse.

And inside the live broadcast room.

Seeing Lin Qingyu, he finally began to copy the tombstone.

Netizens are very excited.

"Gee, it's the first time I've seen such a live broadcast!"

"It was exciting to go to the cemetery at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night to copy the tombstones. Moreover, the person who did such a terrifying thing turned out to be a cold school flower with a superb beauty, and the stimulation was doubled!

"It is rumored that copying tombstones will cause resentment of the deceased and be entangled by the deceased, is it true?"

"That's all feudal superstition, there are no ghosts in this world!"

"Yes, yes, have you seen the first commandment? There are no ghosts in this world! As

Lin Qingyu began to copy the tombstone.

The number of people in the live broadcast room soared again, and it directly exceeded 10,000.

Liu Xin was pleased to see it and secretly shouted badly.

She just wanted to expose Lin Qingyu's vulgar live broadcast to the alumni of the school.

But I didn't really want to make Lin Qing's words angry.

10,000 people watching, plus Lin Qingyu's appearance, in case the popularity really does it in the future, it will be self-defeating.

However, there is no good way to do this.

Liu Xinxin could only hold her heart.

I'll see later.

"It's okay, as an assistant and girlfriend, there are ways."

......

In the live broadcast room, the new netizens were first surprised by Lin Qingyu's beautiful appearance.

Then.

I was shocked by her current behavior.

"Groove! What is this beautiful female anchor doing?

"Looking at this environment, is she live streaming in the graveyard?"

"Not only is it live in the graveyard, but it's also doing horrible things!

This beautiful female anchor is actually copying the tombstone!! "

Watch these barrages.

Everything in the live broadcast room, Lin Qingyu can no longer feel it.

She forced herself to hold back the fear in her heart, and while copying the tombstone in front of her, she whispered in her mouth.

If you get closer, you can hear that she keeps saying sorry, don't blame.

"Family, Xiaoyu is already copying the tombstone, do you have to give a gift!"

"Xiaoyu is the school flower of our South River University, usually cold and arrogant, such a picture, but it is difficult to see."

"But, if everyone takes a walk, I will definitely often take a whisper and broadcast some things you want to see, hehe..."

Liu Xinxin's words were very useful.

One by one, the gifts began to float.

Netizens were all excited by Liu Xinxin's words.

Liu Xinxin is also very excited, because she also has a share of the gift.

"These two women are actually copying my tombstone?"

"And it's still a live copy of my tombstone."

When the god-level selection began, Chen Xuan found that he could clearly sense the picture of the outside world.

It's like the legendary divine detection.

In the picture, a woman is shouting excitedly.

The other is carefully copying tombstones.

This made him sigh that these two women were really bold and ignorant.

At a special time like twelve o'clock in the morning, run to his grave and do such a thing!

Isn't this looking for death?

Take a look at the three options.

Choose one, that reward, the dog looks at it and shakes his head.

Chen Xuan directly ignored it.

The reward of choice two made Chen Xuan a little moved.

But.

Far less than the third option!

Ghost God Nine Turns, God-level cultivation method, it is very good when you hear it!

"Choice three!"

Select End.

An esoteric cultivation method reflected in Chen Xuan's mind.

Chen Xuan didn't have time to check, and next, he found that he appeared directly in the outside world.

"I didn't expect that I would leave this damn place so easily."

Glancing at the two women outside, in the end, his gaze locked on Lin Qingyu.

"It seems that I have a relationship with you."

This moment.

Chen Xuan inexplicably knew that the person prompted by the system was the girl who was copying his tombstone!

The reward has been obtained.

Then, naturally, the task must be completed!

It is very good to have such a ghost slave as Lin Qingyu.

At the first glance, Chen Xuan was very satisfied with this future ghost slave.

......

Inside the cemetery.

In front of Chen Xuan's tomb.

Lin Qingyu's hands kept shaking because of her fear, which caused her to copy slowly.

Side.

Liu Xinxin was still talking all kinds of words and circled gifts.

Because Lin Qingyu's appearance is higher than many female stars.

Moreover, it is also the cold school flower of South River University.

Therefore.

In the live broadcast room, where the number of live broadcasters reached 20,000, the gifts hardly stopped.

That carnival worth five thousand.

There are about ten of them.

All this comforted Lin Qingyu's scared heart.

"After this night, the 50,000 loan should be able to be repaid."

She swore.

After this time, no more such gimmicks.

Coming to the cemetery in the middle of the night and copying the tombstones of the deceased, which not only made Lin Qingyu fearful, but also made her feel a trace of disgust.

Information on the tombstone.

It was copied right away.

And a few more words.

Lin Qingyu took a deep breath, intending to speed up and finish it in one go.

Can.

Right at this moment.

Suddenly, a dark wind blew through.

This yin wind was biting cold, came very suddenly, and accurately blew on Lin Qingyu and Liu Xinxin's two daughters.

"Well... It's cold! Good ice!

Lin Qingyu and Liu Xinxin's bodies trembled uncontrollably, and then they snorted.

"Shhh!"

"What's going on?"

"Just now..."

Lin Qingyu felt uneasy in his heart.

She looked at Liu Xinxin and found that the other party's eyes also had a hint of uneasiness.

"This sudden yin wind is so weird."

"There won't really be ghosts in this place, right?"

This thought.

It made Lin Qingyu's heart even more afraid.

However, seeing that the copy was about to be completed, she had to endure her fear.

Intend to continue!

However, at this time.

The eyes of the black-and-white photo on the tombstone suddenly rolled and stared at her deadly.

This moment.

Lin Qingyu couldn't hold back any longer and screamed.

"Ugh!"

"There are ghosts! There are ghosts!

Lin Qingyu was shocked, so frightened that his body was screaming again, and then he sat on the ground with his butt, pointing to the black-and-white photo of Chen Xuan on the tombstone in horror and shouting.

Ghost?

Lin Qingyu's reaction was too violent.

Liu Xinxin next to him was frightened.

The body, another tremble.

"Xiaoyu, don't talk nonsense."

"How can there be ghosts."

"Don't be scary!"

Liu Xinxin's voice trembled.

Originally, she felt hairy in her heart because of the previous yin wind.

Now.

Seeing Lin Qingyu's frightened look.

She subconsciously walked away from Chen Xuan's tombstone ten meters away.

She said she didn't believe it.

But.

The body is honest.

Seeing that Lin Qingyu had been pointing to Chen Xuan's black-and-white photo.

She didn't hesitate at all and ran away.

The two looked terrified.

The 20,000 netizens in the live broadcast room were stunned.

"Is this a show?"

"Ghost? Where do ghosts come from, how can there be ghosts in this world!

"However, I have to say ah, the acting skills of these two beauties are really good, and the expression of fear is very natural..."

"Yes, the violent reaction of the anchor just now startled me."

"Ma's, I'm in the toilet, it collapsed directly, the anchor you are responsible!"

The netizens in the live broadcast room did not feel the strange and piercing yin wind, nor did they see the black and white photo of the rolling eyes.

In their eyes.

Lin Qingyu and Liu Xinxin now looked scared and scared.

It must be pretended, it's the script!

Such things are too common in the live broadcast industry....