Yellow River Corpse Retriever: From the Start, the Corpse King Blew Up My Douyin

My name is Wang Yi. I've been pulling corpses out of the Yellow River for twenty years, earning the nickname "White Stripe Wang, the River's King." The Republican-era bride I pulled out this time was a little eerie. Wearing a bright red wedding dress, she'd traveled three thousand miles upstream. The moment the corpse-retrieval rope snapped, she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed my wrist. "My lord, it's time for our wedding ceremony." I whipped out my phone and started livestreaming. "Friends, send those gifts! Double-tap and follow to watch me marry a thousand-year-old corpse king!" The comments exploded: "Holy crap, the prop department deserves a bonus!" "This streamer's script is hardcore!" Nobody noticed the bronze fragments in the bride's fingernails, identical to the ancestral river-calming bell in my family. And nobody knew that eight more corpse kings like her were sleeping beneath the Yellow River. The first one to awaken was now smiling sweetly at the camera.