The sky was filled with light, and the ground, millions of ghosts all looked up, as if from these fireworks, they saw the National Days, Festivals, and days with relatives accompanying them. It was obvious that the sky should be filled with fire, but at this moment, the whole city was silent.

It seems that through these fireworks, we are making our final farewell to life.

It seems like... I want to see through this gorgeous sky, pass through him, and see the scenery in the world.

The five flavors in the brilliance are mixed.

Excitement and excitement, sadness and emotion, longing and elegance are intertwined into a long river called touching, slowly flowing in every dark heart.

"I... are respected..." An old man spoke hoarsely and closed his eyes with emotion. Every salute at this moment, without any light, was so soft.

"The underworld is not Kong Mo..." A middle-aged man murmured at the sky: "Maybe...we will really get better and better..."

"Hope... there is today every year, and there is today every year..." A young female ghost couldn't help but smile, folded her hands together and prayed: "This is the underworld... the real underworld is maintained by the dignity of the dead. This... is where the deceased should go."

"Kongmo...is too far..."

Fire trees and silver flowers are combined, golden bridges are locked, and the festive atmosphere is instantly intense. And just above the four city walls, four groups of illusory numbers have quietly appeared in the colorful sky.

7200.

Only the last 7,200 seconds left before the Zhongyuan Festival!

Every change in numbers touches the hearts of countless ghosts. They are waiting anxiously, and they are looking forward urgently. They watch the time from 7200 to 4000 to 2000 to 1000, and finally... into one hundred.

"Ninety-nine." Just as time entered the double digits, I didn't know who it was, shouted at the top of my lungs.

The sound was very weak and loud. However, when it jumped to ninety-eight, the earth-shaking "Ninety-eight!" represented the entire Pengqiu Yin Spirit, who joined the countdown event.

"Ninety-seven!"

"Ninety-six!" "Ninety-six!" "Eighty-nine!"

Never felt that every time the number beats, it touches the soul so much. The cry of 20 million ghosts from the heart makes the fireworks lose their sound. They still burst into the sky brilliantly, sprinkling out all kinds of fireworks, hot and beautiful. However, they are simply incomparable to the earth-shaking countdown below.

The first Zhongyuan Festival in a century, a festival that belongs to the kingdom of the kingdom has exploded in their hearts.

Monotonous entertainment, unprecedented festivals, and longings in the world... It is natural to come, and tonight is destined to be remembered in the history of the underworld.

7200 seconds passed, how fast the last hundred seconds was? Soon, time entered twenty, fifteen, and finally... it came to the countdown of the ten seconds that made the blood boil!

If there were some old ghosts before, middle-aged ghosts did not participate. But now, under the guidance of all directions and in full swing, even they could not help but join the roaring army, shouting for decades of desire as the numbers jumped.

"ten!!!!"

Under the fireworks, countless faces smiled and excited, shouting out the number with all their might.

The last ten seconds.

In the underworld, Di Ting suddenly opened his eyes. Fate hanging in the air suddenly burst out countless golden lights. The names written in the book fluctuated like ripples. Finally, they all gathered into the writing of fate, turned into black ink marks, and slowly turned.

"It's beginning." A calm male voice came down from above its head. He looked down at the bottom, as if he could penetrate the underworld and see everything in the underworld clearly.

After a long time, he smiled: "This kid... is doing a good job."

"He is a leader who keeps pace with the times." Di Ting said with sincerity: "I'm not surprised that he can do this."

The man smiled and said, "Do you have the heart to be a generator?"

"It's only two days." Di Ting shook his tail and said indifferently: "This big show tonight...what is the Dangdang generator? Even if you compensate him... the actors have been in place and the stage has been set up, it's really exciting..."

"Nine!!" At the same time, cheers that resounded through the sky, shaking the entire Pengqiu ground.

Crazy... In front of the city wall, teams of Yin soldiers who had been waiting here had separated like a tide. The Yin spirit group had been divided into dozens of rows, with wooden barriers blocking each row, and the great achievements of the Ten Palaces of Yama were carved on it. There was a three-meter gap between each row, and the Yin spirits were already full of Yin spirits.

Brush... At the same time, in the world of the world, Canglan City, two pairs of eyes opened in the darkness.

"Li Zhenshu, are you ready?" Hei Yasha looked at Li Zhenshu, who was holding a glass of wine and looking out the window, and asked lightly.

"Of course." Li Zhenshu said without looking back: "The last nine seconds, after that... it will be the night walk of thousands of ghosts in China. If you want to die, I will go and take a look. Anyway... I can't die either."

Hei Yasha did not answer her, but looked at Yatiangou, licked her lips, and spoke hoarsely: "The gate of the ghost is open at the twelve o'clock, and all the ghosts have sense. As long as you look for the place where the ghosts go, you will definitely find the gate of the ghosts. And the gate of the ghosts cannot be without the gate of the ghosts. If you catch one, we will leave immediately. Never fight in love, remember."

Even a ghost like Crow Tiangou, who is not afraid of heaven or earth, nodded extremely solemnly at this moment.

The night journey of thousands of ghosts who broke into China... This is simply a crazy idea that makes me lose my hair when I think of it!

However... time is endless!

"Eight!!!" The underworld, with this shout, the closed door finally made a sizzling sound. It seemed as if a scoop of boiling water was poured into the boiling oil, and it exploded instantly!

Brush... The cold wind blows from the front, as violent as the tide, blowing all the flags on the sixth floor of Lijing Palace.

Qin Ye is here.

With both hands on the railings, this is the only place that overlooks the whole city.

Fireworks and ghost fires fly together, and the flowing lights are all over the same color.

What a splendid Pengqiu, now all the excitement and excitement of the ghosts turned into waves, rushing into his heart one by one.

Just like that... Just break...

At this moment, this idea quickly appeared in his mind and then immediately fixed it.

He didn't turn on his cell phone.

He knew that the world must have called him desperately, but... when things came to an end, he found that he really didn't want to leave.

He wanted to watch the big drama he led.

Watching Pengqiu...come toward glory from today.

And... the Taoist lord has not arrived yet, he must wait for him here!

As the master of the underworld, as the master of Pengqiu, this is the friendship of the landlords.

If he put a mansion in Pengqiu, he would not be at ease no matter what.

"Seven!" The shouts of the earth-shaking mountains came from all directions, with such a loud sound that it directly spread thousands of meters away. Just a thousand meters away, a row of sedan chairs carrying people drifted towards Pengqiu without any hesitation.

Sitting in the sedan chair was a pale middle-aged man, but his body was filled with the aura of a man.

Just after hearing this, he couldn't help lifting the curtain, and then he saw the scene of the lights in the distance at the end of the ground.

Countless ghost fire lamps shine the earth brightly. Weird buildings rise up from the ground, and behind them is the majestic Pengqiu City.

It seems like the only master of the underworld.

"This..." He paused, swallowed hard and looked there in disbelief.

He could feel the excitement in the city, but this was not a rebellion, but an unconcealed excitement.

how so?

According to his inference, the new underworld should not have such great energy. However, now, what is in sight is a prosperous era. It is far beyond the three northeastern provinces under his command, and even... it is chasing the ancient Shangyuan Festival!

At this moment, a strong sense of shaking appeared in his heart. He looked at it for ten seconds before he withdrew his gaze and lowered the curtain.

The next second, the sedan exploded, and he even waited without waiting. His body turned into a cold wind and rushed straight to Pengqiu.

He wanted to see what kind of underworld this is!

Is this underworld... capable of surrendering him!

"Three!!" When the sound of this, many ghosts and people were hoarse. In front of them, the city gate slowly opened. The city gates of the four major city walls were not one, but nine consecutive roads, one big or eight small,

Stepping through the city gate, there are nine arch bridges. In front of it is a dreamy world full of brilliance!

"Leader! Mr. Qin's phone number cannot be reached! It shows that it is not in the service area!" At the same time, in the world, Wu Yang Special Investigation Office, Wu Wenqing was shocked and reported to Zhou Xianlong anxiously.

Zhou Xianlong did not speak, but looked at Mo Changhao.

Finally...today...

You don't even show up... Are you planning to break up completely...

"Let's start." He closed his eyes. In the conference room, all the captains of Wuyang Special Investigation Office were present. With this sentence, they all stood up and saluted: "Yes!"

During the Zhongyuan Festival, thousands of ghosts travel at night, and after three seconds, the entire Chinese country... will become a world of ghosts.

Festivals of the dead, deaths of the living-if they are not careful enough.

Tonight... I don’t know how many large supernatural worlds will break out. Walking on the empty streets, you don’t have to look at both sides, they are wandering natural spirits.

This has been like this in the past ten years, and no one has seen the gates of hell. These natural spirits will wander until dawn, every night, until these two days have passed.

"All soul-detaining and ghost-in-commissioned investigators are responsible for major streets and communities in the city. The supernatural cordon will be opened on time at 12 o'clock. Mr. Mo and I are responsible for the Maoyuan construction site. Minister of the Martial Arts, you keep calling Qin Ye until he answers the phone!"

Zhou Xianlong stood up, took a deep breath, and bowed to everyone: "Everyone, take care of me."

"Come back alive."

"I don't want to see your souls on next year's Zhongyuan Festival,"

"yes!!"

"One!!" At the same time, the bell at twelve o'clock finally rang in Li Jing Palace, and the cheers of the whole city reached their peak at this moment.

With this shout, the gate of the underworld opened with a loud bang. The ghost in front rushed out screaming, but they were stunned immediately.

What appeared before them was a splendid world that they had never thought of!

boom!!!

At this moment, the entire underworld, Bao'an and Pengqiu were separated by several provinces, but at the same time, a deafening roar was made.

Ordinary ghosts cannot hear it.

Only the above impermanence can be heard.

Qin Ye, Alsace, Oda Nobunaga... looked at the sky at the same time in different urban areas of China.

A blood-colored crack appeared in the sky at some point, and a magnificent black tide broke out in the two cities, rushing straight into the sky!

"Finally... it started..." Di Ting stood up with emotion: "Cui Jue's theory of the mutual communication of yin and yang: There are some in the underworld, and there will definitely be some in the world. Just like Fengdu in ancient times, Fengdu will also appear in the world..."

"Now, the underworld has Pengqiu Giant City, Bao'an's old nest, Zhongyuan Festival is coming... King of Qin, have you never thought about what will appear in the world?"
Chapter completed!