My name is Wang Yi. I have been fishing for corpses from the Yellow River for 20 years. I am known as "Master Wang of Langli Baitiao". The Republic of China bride fished out this time was a bit evil. She wore a red wedding dress and traveled three thousand miles upstream. The moment the rope that retrieved the corpse broke, she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed my wrist: "Husband, the auspicious time has come." I took out my mobile phone and started the live broadcast: "Brothers, get your gifts! Double-click to follow and watch me and the Millennium Corpse King worship heaven and earth!" The barrage exploded instantly: "Fuck the chicken legs with props!" "The anchor's script is too hardcore!" No one saw the bronze fragments between the bride's fingernails, which were exactly the same as the Zhenhe Bell passed down by my family. No one knows that there are eight other such corpse kings sleeping under the Yellow River. The first corpse king to wake up was smiling brightly at the camera.
