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

As soon as Jiang Chen finished speaking, he saw a ghost rushing out of the building. Immediately afterwards, all the ghost messengers rushed out from different directions and began to fight.

Come one hit one, come a pair, knock a pair.

You don't need any sacks, just fly a stick towards the gate of the underworld. If you accidentally slip your hand, it is normal to push the ghosts up to the wall or let them sleep hard.

"Ah! I can't stand it. Leave me alone, and don't let anyone stop me!"

"It's the last hour, and I have to scare people! I don't believe it, it's a big deal to be thrown in, even if there is a little chance, I have to try it."

"Get out of the way, I must perform well, my acting skills!"

One by one, the ghosts finally couldn't help rushing out from the darkness, holding back for a whole day, they were completely fed up, let them go crazy one last time.

Soon, I saw a ghost rushing directly into a neighborhood in the busiest street, and then suddenly threw his head out of the crowd.

"I must show you my head..."

Before the words fell, a loud bang was heard, and a ghost messenger appeared directly below, and the head was blown out with a stick.

The head hit the tall building with a loud bang.

The ghost officer moved his wrist and said coldly, "Sorry, my hand slipped just now, please don't mind."

Unexpectedly, before the head could cry, the ghost messenger said again: "Do it again, just like that, it's not fun at all!"

The next moment, a head was thrown away again.

"what!"

Boom!

"Help me, I won't dare again, please forgive me this time!"

boom!boom!

After being tortured like this for nearly four times, the head finally entered the gate of the underworld.

The ghost who had already been frightened and crying hurriedly chased his head and ran in, and the ghost messenger had already met the next ghost who rushed into the crowd!

Immediately afterwards, there was another bang.

There is still about half an hour before the gate of the underworld closes.

I saw that the ghostly atmosphere in the whole city was getting stronger and stronger, and countless ghosts took advantage of the opportunity to move around. It was obviously July and August, but the pedestrians walking on the road felt the coolness of October inexplicably.

Some people even doubted, could it be Liqiu?

"Let's go together! If this continues, there will be not enough time."

Some ghosts saw that the ghost messengers were difficult to deal with, so they directly formed a team with their companions next to them. Four or five, or about ten gathered together, and then rushed out to a destination together.

Even if they are stopped by ghost messengers, they can at least take advantage of the chaos to succeed one or two.

"Hahaha! Let me see what you do now? How many hands are there to control us?"

There was a burst of laughter from the paired ghosts, and the laughter echoed in the air. In the next second, a giant hand made of ghost aura appeared directly above.

When they were smug, aiming at the ghosts in that team was a slap in the face.

Snapped--

Eight or nine ghosts were directly slapped to the wall decisively by this slap, and then slowly slid down the wall and collapsed on the ground. The first-class ghost messenger was still standing above the entire city, not moving a step.

With one hand behind his back, he looked down at the audience from above.

Under his feet, he could still clearly see the dense vortex of ghost energy. From the moment he first appeared in the human world, his ghost energy had been completely released.

It pervades the entire urban area. At this moment, the ghosts are becoming more and more crazy, and the ghostly aura under their feet is getting stronger, as if they want to swallow the whole world.

A ghostly barrier formed almost over the entire urban area. People walking on the street, if they looked up carefully, they would find that what they saw was no longer the blue sky, but a rolling sea of ​​black clouds.

With these, the world will naturally change from a big sun to a big cloudy sky.

If some people don't understand, they will feel that when the dog eclipses the moon, it seems that something is about to rush out of the clouds.

Studio.

"Fuck, what's going on? Why does it feel like the end of the world?"

"666 is worthy of being the leader of the entire team. His shots are different. Once he made a move, it was a big scene. When that ghost was about to make a move just now, he was scared to pee!"

"Haha! Same as above, since I followed this live broadcast room, I have changed my pants frequently."

People walking on the road can't see it, but the fans in the live broadcast room can see the whole picture clearly. Just now, when a group of ghosts rushed out, a giant hand made of ghost energy suddenly came from above. Ghost Qi stretched out from the sea of ​​clouds.

Going up to them is just a slap in the face, and directly wiped out the group of ghosts, without even farting. Now this street is in chaos, with ghosts running around.

In the sky, there was a black cloud rolling, and the wind blowing, carrying bursts of coolness, as if the end was approaching. The fans on the bed subconsciously looked at the sky outside the window.

It was still the blue sky, dotted with stars blinking constantly in the sky.

On the street in the distance, in the community downstairs.

The lights were brightly lit. From a distance, it looked like dots of starlight. When I looked away, I looked at the scene in the live broadcast room. There were two completely different scenes. The fans subconsciously wrapped up the little quilts on their bodies.

I'm afraid that if you don't pay attention a little, ghosts will appear from some places.

Chapter 148

Studio.

"As expected of Mr. Jiang, this wave is really 666!"

"I was so scared that I quickly hugged my daughter-in-law beside me!"

"I was so scared that I quickly hugged the dog next to me, and was disgusted by the dog."

"Those upstairs, you guys are a little too high!"

In the sky, huge ghost hands burst out from the clouds of ghost energy. Every time they fall, they will fly the whole area of ​​ghosts, and they are accurate in a row, just like the palm of a Buddha.

At this moment, no matter what strategy these ghosts have, they can't escape the fate of being swat away by the giant ghost hand and returning to the underworld obediently. From the beginning to the end, the first-class ghost messenger stood there, not even moving a hand.

woohoo hoo...

A gust of wind blew in, and the robes on his body fluttered. The indifferent appearance didn't seem to be stopping ghosts from going crazy, as if they were slapping a group of disobedient mosquitoes.

And those ghosts who rushed out alone were also photographed directly into the gate of the underworld by the ghost messengers below.

For a moment, the shouts of the ghosts turned into bursts of joy, and the sound of bang bang was endless.

on the street.

Seeing the resolute and ferocious strikes, the ghost messengers who were different from usual, many ghosts looked dumbfounded, they stood where they were, completely dumbfounded.

Is this still the ghost messengers they know in their hearts?

Think about it, the ghost messengers in my impression, even though they are very serious on the surface, most of them are very easy to talk about. After such a big battle, they unilaterally crushed the picture.

The most primitive impulse in many ghosts has gradually calmed down, and they have seen the reality clearly, knowing that this is not a place where they can make mistakes and act recklessly.

Couldn't help swallowing his saliva, restrained himself quietly, and then slipped into the gate of the underworld.

Studio.

"My friends, what should I do if I start to feel sorry for these ghosts?"

"Agree +1"

"It's our No. 24 contestant now, and now I saw him running out of an alley, looking directly at a [-]-hour store, and getting ready for his hideous face..."

"Oh! Everyone, look, it's about to make a move!"

However, while it was rejoicing, the ghosts around it also noticed it.

"It's in, it's really in!"

In the live broadcast room, after recovering from the underworld scene at the beginning, many people continued to kowtow.

Among them, a netizen named 'Winter melon and watermelon are all melons' actually started to broadcast the text live, and the scene was very exciting.

"Now, everyone, please get ready. Look at our banner player. It has already come into the arms of a human being. I think it can escape the eyes of Mr. Ghost Escort."

"Actually, what it doesn't know is that the witty Master Guicha has already discovered it. He went up and picked it up with one hand, and then threw it into the gate of the underworld in a way of passing the ball!"

"A successful goal again!"

"My mother asked me where I got the popcorn, and I said that half of the corn at home was blown up by the upstairs, and half by me laughing!"

"Hahaha! Upstairs you are a wave of 666!"

"I couldn't help but sprayed water on the screen, everyone must calm down, don't learn from me!"

It was quite a spooky scene.

But when the eyes of the fans fell on the barrage, they couldn't help laughing out loud under the covers in the middle of the night, laughing, and swiping the screen with 'hahaha' on the barrage.

Some fathers were so excited that they picked up their sleeping sons and threw them up.

I couldn't help the joy in my heart, and then I was slapped hard by the wife next to me.

"What are you smoking crazy? Didn't notice you drinking! Didn't you see that I was sitting next to you, holding the child and yelling!"

The live broadcast room instantly went crazy with laughter, but behind the laughter, there were bursts of Southwest.

It is these ghost guards guarding the front, forming the most solid line of defense, separating those crazy ghosts, which makes them know how to restrain themselves and know how to be in awe.

Only then did they have the opportunity to frolick behind the screen, speak, and give rewards, so that those who visited their families could proceed smoothly without being disturbed, and made Ghost Festival less scary.

"Okay, don't say anything, just reward and go."

"Flowing Years rewards the host Carnival*99!"

"Fruit snack reward anchor sports car * 99!"

As time passed, there was a ticking sound soon.

Finally, the twelve o'clock bell rang.

Whether it was in the air, on the ground, or the ghost messengers who were almost slippery, they all stopped.

Put away the weapon in your hand and go back to the gate of the underworld.

thump-thump-

A distant and majestic bell rang, and it came from nowhere, but it spread throughout the city. The gates of the underworld began to close gradually, and many ghosts who were still hiding appeared one after another, even some ghosts lying on the ground pretending to be dead. They got up one after another.

After a lot of tossing, the group of ghosts, as if being chased by someone, rushed towards the gate of the underworld, trying to describe their current situation in some words.

They can only go out, how anxious they were when they came out, and how anxious they are now when they go back.

"Don't block me, go away, go away!"

"Okay, don't be annoying! Hurry up, the door is about to close!"

"Fuck, who took my hand that fell here? Didn't you take it? It's enough, this day is surprisingly unlucky!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang.

The gate of the underworld is closed and completely disappeared from the world.

Jiang Chen's team also opened the underworld passage, lined up and returned to the underworld.

After all the ghosts returned to the underworld, the yin on the streets caused by the ghost festival also began to return to normal, and the ghost energy barrier in the sky also disappeared, and everything returned to normal.

Ghost Festival is over!

The fans in the live broadcast room seemed to have something to say.

"The moment the door closed, for some reason, I felt a sense of loss in my heart."

"Do you know what's going on with that bell? Does anyone know, can you share it with everyone?"

"Okay, okay! After a whole night of tossing, the anchor has gone offline! It's time for us to go to bed!"

"The upstairs is right, it's time to go to bed, but my head tells me that it doesn't want to go to bed yet!"

"It turns out that the Ghost Festival is like this every year. It is really a kind of luck to suddenly find that I can live to such a big age!"

"Hahaha! Don't tell me, if you talk like this, I actually lived 30 ghost festivals!"

The live broadcast room was closed after Jiang Chen entered the underworld, but the fans were still reluctant to leave. It was the first time they had finished Ghost Festival from a different perspective after living so long.

During this period, there was fear, panic, excitement and novelty, joy, anger, sorrow and joy, which completely overturned their perception of previous ghost festivals.