Dressed as a little widow opened the live broadcast system in ancient times

Chapter 6

Zhao Yun knew that the other party would ask for the last sentence even if she didn't say it, so it was an inadvertent trick for her to bring it up on her own initiative.

The man nodded with his neck sideways, resting his chin with one hand, "Draw."

This leisurely and unrestrained movement reveals a bit of leisure, and the figure reflected on the screen is definitely a freehand painting with delicate brushstrokes, which will attract people to grab it when it is born.

Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment.

After recovering, seeing that he still had no intention of getting up, he murmured "offended".Immediately, he bravely walked to the desk, dipped the pen in the ink, and concentrated on drawing.

In this empty space, the live broadcast room has already been swamped with the words "go to the tomb" waving flags.

【Anchor, I want to see you explore the tomb qaq. 】

"My going to the grave is not an adventure, but a death."

Zhao Yun clicked mercilessly.

However, the more she refused, the more excited the rebellious friends in the live broadcast room became.

[No, no, no, the anchor will promise us!We can give you gifts, you can exchange some self-defense items, absolutely nothing will happen! 】

[Hahahaha the anchor is really miserable, but I really want to see it, I heard that there will be fraudulent corpses in the ancient tomb, so light a candle for the anchor in advance. 】

[System: The user who doesn't like to eat will send out a candle, worth 15 points. 】

[You people without conscience will only satisfy your own selfish desires!Unlike me, I only feel sorry for the anchor... Paji, white chrysanthemum +1]

[System: The user gave away a white chrysanthemum, worth 20 points. 】

It was as if a certain switch was touched, and the live broadcast room began to crazily brush up "underworld" gifts.

Seeing the points soaring, Zhao Yun's mouth twitched.

This is, funeral expenses?
Unexpectedly, one day, she would be able to receive part of her funeral expenses alive!
"Since you are so enthusiastic, then I will..."

[Go to the grave! 】

"Try it." She corrected her old god.

After all, even if she wants to do it, it depends on whether the nobleman agrees.

But it's not easy to talk about.

While drawing pictures, Zhao Yun was thinking about how to speak.

During this period, the bullet screens in the live broadcast room were also scrolling one after another. Among them, a viewer with the user name "Godberry Stealing Life" should be a professional. He has been popularizing Feng Shui and burial culture in the live broadcast room. .

Zhao Yun took a few glances, and quickly drew up the blueprint. He made a hesitant look, and reminded: "If the nobleman wants to go to the tomb, it's best to choose it at night, when there is no one in the mountain. And we must prepare in advance for detoxification and detoxification." If the dead energy in the tomb invades the human body, the consequences will be disastrous."

Those hands came through the screen and took away the blueprint she had drawn. Zhao Yun glanced at it hurriedly, and the live broadcast room was already crazy with excitement.

【Good boy!I can lick this hand for the rest of my life, I really want to see these hands grabbing the sheets! 】

[Tears flowed down from the corners of his mouth, but to be honest, the needle must be very good. 】

【Polite question, is this hand quick to unbutton (bushi)】

[When I first came in, I tripped over the bitter tea seeds all over the floor, and all the upstairs ones deducted big points! 】

Zhao Yun: "..."

[Is the anchor scared?whee. 】

"No, it's simply because I can't think of any flirty words, and I feel that I don't fit in with you." Zhao Yun didn't change his face.

[Want to see the anchor blush, but made a mistake. 】

If it wasn't for the inappropriate situation, Zhao Yun really wanted to help her forehead, what kind of audience is this in her live broadcast room?
The man in that compartment finished reading the blueprint and put it aside casually, but did not let Zhao Yun leave immediately. He asked inquisitively, "Do you know anything about tombs?"

Zhao Yun was waiting for him to ask this question, but he didn't express his joy, he just stammered: "I don't know much, I just read it from a strange book by chance."

"Strange book?"

"About Fengshui tombs." She nonsense without blushing.

"Do you have the book by your side?"

Zhao Yun shook his head and replied, "I put it under the bed to pad the foot of the bed. After a long time, it was bitten by the rats. These days, the rats can't survive."

The studio was shocked.

[Anchor, you are making up nonsense, you really don't draft it! 】

【Obviously I was scared to death just now (screaming), but now I dare to blatantly lie to this person (convulsions), I hate it so much (crawling in the dark) 呵呵呵念~】

[Upstairs, the anchor is also working hard for everyone's common wish! 】

A word to wake up the dreamer.

That's right, the anchor is for their demands!

So everyone spontaneously quieted down, held their breath, and stared motionlessly at what the anchor would do next.

Zhao Yun's heart: finally quiet.

She sneaked a glance at the nobleman. After hearing her answer, the other party didn't speak for a long time, and he didn't know whether he believed it or not.

After about half a stick of incense, he asked calmly and without emotion: "Since I have read it, I must have some impressions. You said that the strange book is about Fengshui tombs, so tell me about the relationship between the two." How's the relationship?"

If she said nothing, she probably wouldn't have any good fruit to eat.

But fortunately, she was prepared. At this moment when he asked, he thought about it in his mind for a moment, and replied quite seriously: "The feng shui that pays attention to in burials is the meaning of storing wind and gathering water. It has to flow to gather Qi, and water can generate wealth, so a cemetery with good Fengshui will definitely be able to gather Qi and generate wealth, and if you want to form such a pattern, the nearby terrain should be blocked by wind and water."

"The wind is blocked by the water?" He raised his eyebrows slightly and sat up straight.

Zhao Yunyan explained succinctly: "It means backing the mountains and facing the water."

After such a long conversation, Zhao Yun could feel that the nobleman behind the screen finally looked at her a little differently.

There was still a long silence first.

It wasn't until Zhao Yun couldn't stand it anymore that the man said slowly in a deep voice, "I have a heartless request."

Zhao Yun was already laughing out loud in his heart, but he still showed a look of panic on his face, "Please tell me, my lord!"

"Go to the tomb with our people. After two days, at night, after the end, I will give you 100 taels of silver as a reward. Of course, you can refuse this request."

The reason why he suddenly said this was partly on a whim. After all, in such a remote and backward mountain village, there are very few people with a little bit of ability and knowledge.

Zhao Yun thought it would be great if he could go to the tomb smoothly, but he didn't expect that there would be a reward, which was already a surprise.

She had no idea about the 100 taels of silver, so she did the calculations in her mind.

The boss planted half an acre of land, and after deducting taxes, the harvest in a year was only about ten taels of silver.This year's harvest is not good, I'm afraid it will be even less.The second child works in the county town and has to pay taxes. The salary for a month is consistent, and after the New Year's Day, it is only a little over ten taels of silver.

And this is when they don't eat or drink, minus the family's food and drink, and Shu Xiu, the third child, accounts for the majority, and there is hardly any money left in a year.

(End of this chapter)