Tang An was so excited that his whole body was trembling.

The huge super playground greatly enriches the nightlife of ghosts. However, this is just the beginning. I never expected that you can see relatives in the world on the three major ghost festivals!

Buzz... Just as the noise and discussion gradually formed a tsunami, the illusory figure in the air slightly pressed down on his palms. Suddenly, all the ghosts discovered that they could no longer make sounds.

However, this is not important! What is important is that every ghost erected his ears and looked straight into the air.

As excited as the volcano erupted, Qin Ye wanted not to erupt now, but to where they should erupt.

For example...new currency exchange points.

After doing so much, I just paved the way for the last one. That is the real purpose of the underworld.

"Finally, the second rule will be announced." He glanced around majesticly and said slowly: "All tickets to the other island and the other island can only be purchased with new penis coins. The exchange location is the central area."

"The above is read out. Please hurry up and exchange new ghost coins. There is still one last week left before the Zhongyuan Festival."

After saying this, Qin Ye's figure quietly drifted away. At the same time, all the ghosts discovered that they could speak again.

Silent.

No one spoke. Only ghost fires surging and burning when they looked at each other.

At the most exciting moment, they were now full of enthusiasm and had formed the ocean before the storm. Hidden excitement, with pretending calm, groups of ghosts began to return to the room quietly.

The group of ghosts began to move... Tang An immediately noticed this, and then he realized from the shock he had just now. He took a deep breath, and felt extremely excited in his heart to find someone to talk to, looking around. However, he saw the middle-aged ghost with a calm expression before, and his eyes were about to turn red.

"Why are you still standing?" As he rushed past him, the middle-aged man said in surprise: "Let's go! What are you waiting for!"

"Oh... OK! Immediately." Although I didn't know what the Yin Ling was running wildly, Tang An couldn't help but speed up. He didn't see that at this moment, the entire Pengqiu was disintegrating from all directions like the Milky Way. In groups of ghosts retreated quietly and ran back to his room, as if Starbucks sold cat claw cups back then...

"Uncle, don't worry, we live so close. Hey, what project do you want to play the most first?" Tang An said without realizing it. The excitement in his heart could not be suppressed and he couldn't help but ask.

"Also play projects?" The uncle had already started running: "What do you think...what do you run around you?"

Tang An shook his head, and he was puzzled.

"Redeem money!!" The uncle almost growled from his teeth: "Didn't you react? There is still a week left, Pengqiu is now 20 million ghosts! Can you make sure you can change it within a week?"

"You can't change it, Zhongyuan Festival Yin and Yang Lamp Project, do you think you can participate in it?"

Before he finished speaking, he had already squeezed into the group of ghosts like loaches. However... it was even more irritating than before.

Damn!!!

Just like a thunder thunder exploded in Tang An's ears, he finally realized what the ghost group was floating in!

Twenty million ghosts... in one week... we are scattered!

All of these first moves were reacted. Before most of the ghosts could react, they had already begun to seize the highest land!

He never dared to talk nonsense anymore, so he squeezed towards the ghost group desperately. At this moment, there was a burst of armor on the city walls from all directions, and countless ghost soldiers appeared again.

"Dear ghosts, please abide by public order and do not congestion, causing stampedeship. Although the ghost will not die, the feeling of stampedeship is not good. The central area has opened 10,000 redemption windows. We are well prepared. Please be careful not to be impatient..."

However, no ghost could hear it.

The temptation of the world, the temptation of relatives, the temptation of entertainment, this tsunami... was finally broken by Qin Ye.

"Transfer! Let's give!!" An old lady, wearing clothes from the 1930s and 1940s, black mourning clothes, and even a white towel wrapped around her head. She ran faster than anyone else at this moment, holding a white cloth bag in her hand, and her voice was sharp: "Respect the elderly and love the young! Respect the elderly and love the young! Let me go over first! I move quickly! I don't have much money! I will finish it soon!"

A young man in a short white jacket in front turned his head and looked cold: "Auntie... you may not be as big as me..."

"You're teasing me?"

"Which year did you come from?"

"What's the matter for 42 years?"

"I'm 22... I died early and looked young."

Similar scenes occurred throughout Pengqiu City, not... or rather, they exploded. The silence before was like a flood breaking the dam! It can be seen from the naked eye that the ghosts of the entire city were rushing, dispersing, gathering, and charging. Ghost fires like tsunamis rushed to the central area in all directions, as if the floods in all fields and wilderness were instantly pouring back!

"Don't squeeze... Don't squeeze! You can exchange it for anything! What can I squeeze?" "Haha... You said nicely, don't push me." "Do I want to push you? Who keeps beating me behind me! I can't help myself!" "You still have the intention to joke? Look at this posture, will it be our turn tonight? I'll go to work tomorrow."

"Brother, you are not wise enough. I have asked for two consecutive days off. In any case, all the inventory must be redeemed before the Zhongyuan Festival!" "No, right? Can your leader approve it?" "Sorry, the leader is twenty meters ahead of me. He also asked for two days off..."

With the excitement and hustle and bustle, the backwaters quickly rushed into the main road leading to the central area. However, as soon as he stepped in, he turned a corner and was all confused.

There are ghosts everywhere, and you can't even move even if you don't want to move.

They are fast, but there are ghosts faster! There are always some ghosts near the water tower, and the result is... from the four major districts to enter the main road and small streets in the central area. In just over ten minutes, they were densely packed with exciting ghosts. On both sides, there were ghost soldiers like javelins standing. If they dare to jump into the line and cause trouble, they will be dragged out of the team immediately.

The human dragon definitely surpasses any meeting of stars in the world! Various press conferences! And... they all have a look of not giving up until they achieve their goals!

The world of the world...

I have violated the living room for decades...

In one week, you can see familiar faces and hear nostalgic sounds. At this time... even if you have a diabetic intestines, you have to continue!

There was no words, only hot breathing, and a face that was so excited that it was even a little distorted. I completely forgot that when the new currency survey was conducted, their worries, their casualness, and the feeling that ordinary Chinese people were unwilling to accept change had already been broken at this moment.

Tang An stood in one of the streets and sighed almost desperately.

Go forward, look at the endless heads. Backward... I can't even turn around!

No ghost left. They were all like a thirsty traveler in the desert, staring at the heads in front of them, even if they could not see the shadow of the exchange window.

Underworld Records: In 001, Pengqiu set off a wave of exchange for the first time. From the beginning, it entered a state of fanaticism.

The target was the new ghost currency issued by the new government. The Kong currency that had ruled Pengqiu for decades played the prelude to collapse at this moment.

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On the fifth floor of Lijing Palace, Qin Ye and Alsace were all the ministers beside them, looking at the city where the spiritual tide was blocked without blinking, which almost reproduced the grand occasion of the Yin Ling Milky Way that day.

All the spirits were filled with each other, but they did not complain, but only waited hard. The Minister of Finance finally breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not worth the mercy of us for more than a month..."

"It's better for Mr. Qin to find opportunities." A leader sighed: "It coincides with the Zhongyuan Festival. He took out a killer weapon like meeting the world. Even if they are indifferent to the new currency and have nostalgia for the Confucius Times, the name of Confucius Times will be completely buried in history after this week."

A well-established minister said, "I still have to wait for the Zhongyuan Festival to be over. The new currency promotion has a perfect beginning, but it still needs a grand end."

"Don't worry, now that entertainment is so poor, this time the word "underworld" can definitely be completely imprinted in the hearts of the ghosts." "Yes... Even when I looked at it, I couldn't help but go in and have fun immediately." "The key point is not the form, but - the only entertainment facility in Pengqiu is available in this entire entertainment facility!"

Qin Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

The big stone in my heart has become a little looser. Currency is the foundation for any country. No business can survive. This sentence is not a lie, but currency is the foundation stone of commerce! It can also increase the identity of the ghosts and people over time.

If this is done with nails, many jobs will be much easier to do in the future.

But it's not time to let the big rock fall.

The real test...is the day of Zhongyuan Festival!

Twenty million ghosts gathered in and around 10,000 square meters of land, countless exchanges, the safety of ghosts... This requires a pair of heavenly eyes to closely monitor.

And Pengqiu, only him and Alsace can do this.

He secretly glanced at the other party, and he hadn't told the other party that on the day of the Zhongyuan Festival... he probably only had an hour...

On the 15th, Maoyuan ruins were excavated simultaneously. Mo Changhao, the Special Investigation Office, and SRC gathered together, and did not give him a chance to take a break from his busy schedule!

"Are you sure you can complete the entire amusement park construction in a week?" At this moment, Alsace's voice suddenly rang out. Qin Ye immediately came to his senses: "Ah...oh, yes."

The other party raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Are you a little absent-minded? Why?"

"Nothing." Qin Ye said guiltily.

I have to say that many times, the intuition of a creature like a woman is much more reliable than logic. Arthas looked straight into Qin Ye's eyes and suddenly said, "Don't tell me... At this time, you are not in the underworld, are you?"

"Hahaha...how is that possible."

"That's good." Arthas retreated his gaze and said solemnly: "The government's face and the foundation of the underworld are all suppressed. Any mistakes will be fatal. You and I must monitor the entire amusement park in all aspects. At least until the Zhongyuan Festival is over, the ghost stream will have a significant decline. Those two days... we must hold on!"

Qin Ye became more and more guilty as he heard it. He coughed dryly and said, "Is it necessary?"

"Yes." The Yin wind blew Alsace's black hair, and she gently flirted: "The Yin spirit also has seven emotions and six desires. Any kind of desire is infinitely amplified, and it will become out of control. This is the root of the riot. Why do you think the rage you once killed is called rage? Because it is a collection of rage emotions."

"During the Zhongyuan Festival, the seven emotions and six desires of the Yin Spirit were placed to the maximum because of seeing the pictures in the world. They must be under our full monitoring! And the only ones who can do this in the underworld are you and me."

She turned her head and glanced at Qin Ye: "The promotion of currency, the arrival of the Taoist Lord, and the first Zhongyuan Festival a hundred years later, we have already had a perfect beginning. Seven days later... If there is no grand end, King of Qin... do you know how many eyes are looking here? If we have not done this, 20 million ghosts will not forgive us."

"Di Ting, neither will Twelve Tianluo, nor will Taoist Lord! You will always lose the opportunity to unify China in a peaceful way!"
Chapter completed!