From the Start, I Sang a Wedding Song and Summoned a Red-Clad Ghost Bride

The outdoor streamer Xuan Feng is known for his "underworld style."

It is another moonless, windy night.

Xuan Feng arrives at the deserted wilderness of Old Cang Mountain.

He sets the scene all by himself.

He sets up the lighting all by himself.

He arranges all kinds of instruments all by himself.

Since Xuan Feng doesn't believe in ghosts or gods,

this is just another ordinary night of Livestreaming.

Until he starts singing Xi at the camera.

When he picks up the suona, purses his lips, and blows out the lilting, ancient melody with all his might, the comments in the Livestream begin to pour in.

"Why is it suddenly getting foggy?"

"Look, look, there's something behind you. I can't see it clearly."

"Behind you! Look, look! Behind you!"

"It's getting closer!"

"Streamer, stop playing and turn around!"

"Turn around!"

"Turn around, quick!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.