Live streaming in rural areas becomes stronger

Chapter 65 Story
Seeing that everyone looked like they were watching the fun and didn't think it was a big deal, Zhang Xiaoshan looked at Bai Yuzhu helplessly.

Although Bai Yuzhu was a little scared, she looked at the bright drone with searchlights on in front of her head, and then at Zhang Xiaoshan, who was in trouble next to her, and nodded empathetically.

"Since everyone asks for it, you can tell it, and I'm a materialist, so I won't be afraid of those false stories."

"Are you really not afraid? Why don't you go back to the tent to rest first?"

Zhang Xiaoshan was a little worried. Just because he wasn't afraid didn't mean that Bai Yuzhu wasn't afraid.

Moreover, Bai Yuzhu understood him so well, which made him a little embarrassed.

"Actually, I want to hear it too."

Bai Yuzhu felt a little regretful when she said it, but with so many people staring at her, she regretted the water that was spilled when she said it?
"Anchor, did you hear that? Miss Bai isn't afraid at all, so just tell me."

"That's right, isn't the anchor not as good as other girls?"

"Ghost stories, preferably from the mountains."

"Same request."

Seeing the fans booing, Zhang Xiaoshan looked at Bai Yuzhu, but finally couldn't help but start talking, but before speaking, he moved towards Bai Yuzhu.

Originally, he wanted to embolden Bai Yuzhu, but all the fans showed contemptuous expressions.

"The anchor is too poor, and I was scared away before I even said it."

"It's just that the anchor wants to fight, how can you do this?"

"Oh, poor anchor, I'm scared before I tell the story."

Zhang Xiaoshan pointed a middle finger at the drone.

"Don't underestimate me. I'm not afraid. I just want to make Miss Bai feel safer. Okay, please stop arguing. I'm going to tell a story."

Hearing that Zhang Xiaoshan was going to give a speech, everyone cooperated and stopped swiping the screen, and soon the live broadcast room was quiet.

Seeing that no more words appeared in the live broadcast room, Zhang Xiaoshan was a little speechless.

If these fans are usually so qualified, then I can save myself from worrying.

After clearing his throat, Zhang Xiaoshan began to tell the story.

"Actually, this isn't really a ghost story. It's a legend handed down from the village. It's a bit mysterious and confusing. It may also be based on rumors. Just listen to it as a story."

"Anchor, don't dawdle, no one will take it seriously."

"That's right, I've already sat down, so you just tell me this?"

"Okay, I'm starting to talk, everyone be quiet, if anyone gets scared later, just exit the live broadcast room."

The live broadcast room became quiet again, and Zhang Xiaoshan began to tell a story that his grandfather told him when he was a child.

"It is said that there were no people here 600 years ago. It was a virgin forest. At that time, our ancestors encountered a famine, so they came to this mountainous depression with a small amount of rations and started a new life."

"There were six families and 21 people who entered the mountain for the first time. After these people stayed, life was still difficult. The women stayed to build thatched huts, while the men had to go into the mountain to find some wild fruits or grass seeds. , to spend the first difficult winter, the story begins when my ancestors entered the mountain.”

Zhang Xiaoshan was talking, when suddenly someone asked.

"Anchor, is it the same time as yours now?"

As soon as he said this, everyone asked.

"Anchor, your story is not made up now, is it? The timing is very suitable."

"Pfft, is the anchor trying to scare himself?"

Zhang Xiaoshan hurriedly waved his hand at the drone.

"Don't make trouble, everyone. I'm not that boring. This story is really passed down. It may be a coincidence that the timing coincides. Just keep listening."

"That's right, you people are really good, can't you listen to the story carefully? Why interrupt?"

"Whoever interrupts again is a puppy."

"Yes, whoever interrupts is a puppy."

With everyone swearing, the live broadcast room became quiet again, but Zhang Xiaoshan regretted telling this story, and just now there was an inexplicable gust of wind, which made his back a little chilly.

Bai Yuzhu obviously felt it too, and subconsciously looked behind her.

The night is very dark. Although there is drone lighting, what can be seen is limited to an open space of more than ten meters around, which makes people feel that something will pop out of the grass at any time.

Seeing Bai Yuzhu leaning closer to him again, Zhang Xiaoshan comforted him and could only bite the bullet and continue talking.

"Where did I talk about it? Yes, my ancestors entered the mountain. There were five people at that time. Because the environment of the mountain was complicated, and it was the first time for several people to enter the mountain, they quickly lost their way."

"Seeing that it was getting late, the five of them were very anxious, but the more anxious they were, the more they couldn't find their way. In the end, the five of them discussed and climbed to a nearby tree to rest, and wait until the next day dawn."

"Someone here may ask, were my ancestors monkeys? Of course not. According to my grandfather, they used ropes at that time. They used these ropes to tie themselves to the tree trunk, so as not to fall asleep from the tree. up and down."

"Because we spent the night in an unfamiliar environment, one of them stayed on duty, and the others began to rest, but after all, they were not at ease, and everyone couldn't fall asleep. As a result, all five of them stayed up until midnight, and even the person on duty began to faint. sleepy."

"While the five people were half asleep and half awake, they suddenly heard the cries of a child nearby. The five people woke up at the same time and began to look around, but the sky was so dark that they couldn't even see each other's faces. So, how can you find out what's going on around you?"

"Here, I will number a few ancestors first, let's call them A, B, B, B, Dingmao."

"Pfft... Is it so casual for the anchor to name his ancestors?"

"Haha, well, the anchor is at this level, and you will get used to it in the future."

"Anchor, what then?"

Seeing someone talking in the live broadcast room, Zhang Xiaoshan was inexplicably relieved. To be honest, telling ghost stories in the wilderness is really creepy, especially the storyteller Zhang Xiaoshan and Bai Yuzhu next to him are more substituting. .

"A... Ancestor B called out the name of the night watchman."

"Am I here, Bingdingmao? Are you all here?"

"Yes, I am. C replied."

"I'm fine. Ding replied."

"I'm fine, but what was the sound just now? Mao asked."

"Could it be that we got sleepy and misheard? A asked hesitantly."

"No, I must have heard it, we will not meet..."

Zhang Xiaoshan gently held Bai Yuzhu's hand, and lightly tapped her palm with his finger.

When Bai Yuzhu was wondering what Zhang Xiaoshan meant, Zhang Xiaoshan, who had been silent for two seconds, suddenly changed his tone.

(End of this chapter)