I offer incense to Hades, and he teaches me the Six Ways of Reincarnation

After Jiang Chen wrapped the ghost hiding in the corner into a sack, Jiang Chen and a group of ghost messengers came to the next place here.

Tonight, today.

They will keep patrolling, not daring to neglect in the slightest, knowing that the gate of the underworld is closed, until all the ghosts who left go back.

"This is the so-called soul calling! The soul of that woman was about to come out just now."

"It's really scary, I'm almost scared to death?"

"Ghost: I think I can do another wave."

"It's booming and in a trance, keep calling! Go upstairs and call a doctor for it."

"Hahaha! You guys are really not ordinary humorous. Now there is not so much scary atmosphere, and I am much better! Haha!"

They turned on the computer and learned how to call the ghost, but they were hit hard by the untouchables, and they had to admit that the little stone was really amazing.

It turns out that the light emanating from it is actually a thread, which can be used as a stick.

The fans are almost laughing now, tonight they have seen a lot of ghosts, and all kinds of tricks of ghosts, not only ghosts, but also disco dancers, as well as scary ones who want to hide in the closet secretly.

It was supposed to be a scary and gloomy atmosphere, but seeing the ghost messengers start to dig out the sacks, I couldn't help laughing.

Think about it, this is the first time in these years that the Ghost Festival has been celebrated. Usually, how can they see these things, so they have to thank the anchor, if there is no anchor, they will not be able to see it at all.

"It's better to stop!"

"Before thinking about scaring people, save yourself first!"

"Ghost: Who hit me? My head hurts. What happened just now?"

"You must protect yourself when you go out, otherwise you won't know when something suddenly appears in front of you."

"Fleeing Years rewarded the anchor Carnival*99!"

Before I knew it, it was four or five o'clock in the morning, and after a while, it would be cold.

Some of the fans are already on vacation, and some will continue to work the next day. However, they are looking more and more energetic at the moment, and it is very exciting, no one can bear to miss a little bit.

So, sleep?

In their current situation, none at all.

You know, once you miss such a wonderful clip, you can't get it back. What's more, it hasn't been replayed yet, so you can't miss it.

All of them were as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

However, at this wonderful moment, two sneaky figures were seen, passing by the screen of the live broadcast room, and directly got into a box.

Jiang Chen also saw this scene, and was not in a hurry to leave for a while.

"Brother, good stuff, do you want some?"

On this dark night, in a dark alley, there were whispers.

"No, I really can't hold it anymore."

"Tch, what do you know! You should know that this thing is different, it is the most suitable for ghosts like us, if you taste it, you will immediately know how good it is."

I saw one of the ghosts touching his body, took out a handful of small things, and looked confident.

"This is a special product that we only have during the Ghost Festival. I haven't said anything bad about it after I've used it."

Another figure covered his stomach, and said with a half-belief, "Is it true? Is it really as mysterious as you say? Don't fool me?"

"Of course it's true. Why do you say I should fool you? Is it good for me to fool you?"

Finally couldn't bear it, and took it.

After taking one bite, the effect was really good. Immediately, he slumped comfortably on the ground and rubbed his stomach. At this time, he also had the leisure to look at the night scene tonight.

As soon as I looked up, I saw several ghost messengers standing above, looking at them all, their eyes widened suddenly, and they were shocked immediately!

"Hi! I'll go, Master Ghost Messenger!"

Another ghost looked over, and the thing in his hand fell to the ground. He never expected that there was someone staring at it after the ink was stained here for a long time.

"Ghost, ghost, ghost, sir!"

Jiang Chen looked over indifferently, and saw a pile of blood-red ball-like things on the ground.

"What are you eating?"

The other ghost who was overwhelmed immediately said to the ghost next to him: "Master Ghost Messenger, don't care about my business, this thing is what she brought out~"

The female ghost who was pointed at started to tremble in an instant, and handed the rest to Jiang Chen.

"Master Guicha, this is the Xiaoshi pill I made myself, I did not do anything wrong, my lord!"

Seeing this, Jiang Chen nodded, and did not continue to pursue further, but said: "Once a year, let's cherish it!" Even though there is food for sale in the ghost market, many ghosts are still in a state of not getting enough to eat all year round. .

There are quite a few lonely ghosts, and as time goes by, many ghosts are forgotten, and even fewer and fewer people go to worship every year.

Chapter 146 The Last Hour

Jiang Chen actually knew a little about some of the private customs of the ghosts, but he didn't interfere too much. Generally speaking, if a new ghost died not long ago, people still remember it fresh.

So relatively speaking, the sacrifices and money they get will be much more than the old ghost, but I don't know when, there is a transaction between the old ghost and the new ghost.

It also gradually became a custom that the ghosts secretly tacitly understood in private. After Jiang Chen and his party left, the female ghosts hurriedly packed up their belongings in the alley.

The overwhelmed ghost looked at the direction the ghost messengers left, and then looked at the female ghost next to her, but she didn't say a word, thinking about what happened just now, she didn't speak.

I saw that the stuffed ghost continued to smoke.

Shouldn't it be better for him to return to the underworld earlier, anyway, he has already eaten and run away now, this world is really scary at the moment, even scarier than the underworld.

The fans in the live broadcast room also began to imitate the ghost clutching their stomachs just now.

"Haha! It's so fun! Could it be that ghosts can also eat and need to digest food?"

"How much did that ghost eat! It's still hiccupping!"

"It was so much fun! One of the best nights I've ever had!"

The fans couldn't help but start to think while laughing, these ghosts, haven't they had enough to eat in the underworld?The underworld is so poor?

"Ghost: I mean it! I really didn't mess around!"

"Police: We almost sent out to clean you up!"

Hahaha!At first I thought it was eating something!It's a ghost festival today, and I really improved my knowledge completely!

Once a year, it's rare to come out for a day, look at this ghost, are you really that hungry?They were so full that they couldn't even walk. It can be seen that after coming out of the gate of the underworld, they have been constantly looking for food. To some extent, they can clearly see how poor these ghosts are.

They just saw it in the live broadcast room, except for those ghosts who were dressed in shiny clothes, there were even a lot of ghosts in bad clothes.

At first, I thought it was the style of Ghost Festival, but after thinking about it carefully... Maybe it is really possible, not because they are unwilling to dress better, but because they are helpless and have no choice.

"I'll go home after two days off and burn more paper money for my grandma and the others!"

"Just now I ordered a cardboard house for my ancestors, and some cornucopias, which will arrive in two days! I will burn them directly when the time comes."

"Damn! Seeing how hungry they are, there is an indescribable feeling in my heart."

"Ghost: I'm fine, I can eat some more, and then I'll be fine after running for two laps!"

"Damn! The dawn is so fast! Don't talk about it, I'm going to get up and move the bricks!"

Unknowingly, the sky has become white.

The fans in the live broadcast room suddenly woke up, and the number of people in the live broadcast room dropped by hundreds of thousands.

"Friends, help record it!"

"I'm a painter, don't worry, I'm still working!"

"Once again, the writer will absolutely restore the content to you verbatim."

"This wave is really 666, this live broadcast room is really full of talents!"

With the dawn, the yin energy in the world has begun to gradually diminish. Many ghosts have no longer dared to be blatant and wander around in the streets. The workload of ghost messengers has begun to decline. There are no more troublesome, unscrupulous, and self-indulgent ghosts. , the actions of many ghosts also began to gradually become clear.

I saw that they did not destroy the order of the human world, nor did they cause any trouble to the ghost messengers. Some even searched for food silently after they came to the human world.

I just hope that I can pack more and go home, so that I can eat for a few more days, and some even look around for incense, sniffing left and right, and then start to change to another direction after sniffing.

It seems to be full of incense for a whole year.

In fact, food and incense are not necessities in life for these ghosts in a short period of time, but if they have not reincarnated for a long time, they will not have any nourishment.

It will still have a certain impact on them, and may gradually weaken or even disappear.

At the same time, some will lose themselves, turn into ghosts, and become other things. At this time, the benefits of the ghost messengers in the underworld will appear, at least they don't have to worry about these.

There is no need to worry about doing something wrong one day, or disappearing suddenly due to exhaustion. Apart from these ghosts, there are some people like Dong Qianqian who take this opportunity to visit their family members.

They didn't show up, and they didn't dare to get too close, for fear of causing discomfort to the family members.

I just watched quietly from a distance, and stayed with my family.

At five o'clock in the morning, the old lady got up, washed up briefly, and then went to the vegetable market with a basket to buy vegetables. Someone greeted her on the way, and the old lady greeted her with a smile.

I ate some casual breakfast, and sat at home watching TV at noon. When it was almost ten o'clock, the old lady started to get busy with lunch.

I saw that today the old lady specially made a table of delicious food, and put two bowls on the table.

The old lady smiled and said, "Girl, let's have dinner!"

After finishing speaking, she picked up her own bowl of rice and began to eat silently. In mid-air, Dong Qianqian looked at the table of dishes, her eyes turned red.

This table is full of her favorite meals.

From day to night, and from night to day, she lined up beside the old lady silently, watching the old lady come to the square alone after eating, and sat on the bench by the roadside.

She was in a daze silently and didn't speak, just sat and looked at the sky quietly like that, until the sun went down, the old lady slowly got up and went home, and she didn't come out of the room until the old picky was underwater.

Sitting alone in the living room where you can't see your fingers, looking at the familiar scenes and familiar objects, you can't tell whether it is nostalgia or emotion.

Seeing, the time is coming.

In the cemetery.

Many ghosts got up and floated towards the gate of the underworld. Their tombstones had not been visited for a long time, and they didn't go anywhere that day.

He just stood beside his tombstone, quietly looking at the words on it.

All kinds of things in the world come to mind, as if everything has passed for a long time, and it seems that everything happened yesterday.

Maybe, maybe, slowly passing away with time is also a good choice and happiness!

There was still nearly an hour before the end of the Ghost Festival. As soon as the gate of the underworld slowly opened, majestic Yin Qi emerged again, and one could even see what kind of scenery was on the other side of the gate.

The cries of many ghosts gradually came from the depths, and some ghosts who consciously completed their tasks did not act as demons, but returned contentedly.

Chapter 147 Ending the War

There are also some experienced ancestors who also brought their own packing bags and entered the gate of the underworld ahead of time.

in the live room.

"Damn! After a busy night, the anchor can finally rest now, this class is too overtime!"

"Upstairs, have you noticed that the anchor is more serious and indifferent than before?"

"Same as above, the other ghosts seem to be a little nervous, I don't know what happened?"

"Damn it, look quickly, the ghost messenger up there has also moved!"

Just when the fans thought the live broadcast was about to end, they discovered that something seemed wrong.

In a corner of the live broadcast screen, fans could see the exposed half of the sky, the first-class ghost messenger who had been guarding there, actually started to move.

The ghost aura in the whole body also suddenly increased to a higher level, as if a big battle they didn't know would come at any time and was about to start.

See below.

All the ghost messengers gave up their sacks, each with a weapon in their hands, ready to fight. Every year at the beginning of the Ghost Festival and when it is about to end, these ghosts who came out reacted most strongly and resisted with all their might.

Seeing that they are about to return to the underworld, many ghosts who have been holding back for a long time will make a final counterattack at this time, and win for them.

He thought that as long as he could succeed, he would be able to stay in the world completely and regain his freedom.

"coming!"