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

"Haha, it's also very similar to when I was fishing at work, the boss suddenly appeared at the door of the office."

"It's also very similar. When I was secretly playing with my mobile phone, my mother suddenly appeared behind me." Fans have a deep understanding of this kind of scene.

It's just that they never expected that the ghost messengers would have such a moment of deja vu. When they thought of this, they... laughed very unkindly.

"Mengxin, who is the master sitting on the top?"

"That's Master Lolita!" A fan replied eagerly, but the fans who asked the question were even more confused.

"This matter can only be felt, not spoken."

"Understood, is it the kind of existence that cannot be mentioned by name?"

"Haha, it seems that the upstairs is also a big Two-dimensional family!" The reason why the fans called Lord Luoli was because the anchor had said before that you can't just call Lord Yama.

They have kept that in mind!Looking at the quiet and normalized hall, the fans also gradually became quiet, and the pain in their stomachs from laughing finally stopped.

It's just... I always feel a little unaccustomed, the restless factor in their bodies has been aroused, and I can't wait to say: "Hey, everyone, get up!"

"Ahem!" After the hall returned to normal and all the ghost servants had taken their seats, a ghost baby with two braids on its head flew out from nowhere.

All the way to the round platform with a radius of seven or eight meters in the center of the entire hall, suddenly, clusters of cold will-o'-the-wisps appeared from the edge of the round platform, illuminating the entire round platform.

I saw the ghost baby floating above the round platform, glanced at the ghost messengers full of people, and said without stage fright: "Welcome all the masters to attend the annual meeting of the underworld once every century. Let me introduce myself. I am the host ghost tonight, ghost baby three!"

"Hey, why is it called the ghost baby Ah San instead of No. 1, No. 2, etc.?" Soon the ghost baby grinned, showing fang-like teeth.

"Because among all the brothers and sisters, my strength can be ranked No.3. The adults can see the right hand side of the dining table, where there is a contact stone."

Whether it's a message or shipping, as long as I break the stone, I will come out and help you convey it. After speaking, these ghost children will salute very gentlemanly.

With a small body and a big head, but there is a sense of arrogance in his eyebrows and eyes. You must know that not everyone can be served by the top three ghost babies.

As for No. 1 or No. 2, they usually have special service targets. Of course, as Ah San, that is, No. [-], they also have their own fixed service targets, but they can also choose to continue to develop their business outside.

"Now, I announce that this year's annual meeting has officially begun!" Soon, Guiwa saw a jug of wine and a cup appearing in her hands, facing Lord Yama who was sitting on the top seat.

"The first cup, to our honorable King of Hades!" All the ghost servants sitting at the dining table picked up wine pots and poured 'drunkard' into the white jade cups.

This 'drunkard' can only appear so many at the same time at the annual meeting.

"Respect, Lord Yama!" The ghost messengers all turned to Lord Yama, raised their glasses of wine, and drank it down in one gulp. Jiang Chen also drank it down, and then drank for a while.

The fans in the live broadcast room covered their faces for a while, the anchor, you all fell on the table!I have to say that this operation is a bit difficult for a drunk ghost.

No, the captain of the Heiwuchang team over there poured for a long time, but didn't pour the wine in, and the new captain of the sealing team over there even used the seal.

Granny Meng was more direct, picked up the wine pot and poured it into her mouth, watching the ghost beside her frightened for a while.

"Next, according to the usual practice of previous years, we invite the newly recruited ghost officers within a hundred years to come out and get to know you." The ghost baby was floating above the round platform, and because of drinking 'drunkard', his whole face was a little red. of.

But this little wine can't make him drunk.

"Each ghost messenger has 10 minutes to show, which ghost messenger will come first!" In an instant, the air suddenly became quiet.

Chapter 319 Fans 'watching a show'

Chapter 319 Fans 'watching a show'

The seniors looked at the drunken juniors, couldn't help but clenched their fists and coughed lightly, slowly covering up their smiles, the fun was finally about to begin.

"The business development of ghosts is so proficient, it seems that we have to learn a little bit."

"Show, isn't this just for the Chinese New Year, please invite the newcomers to give a speech and perform?"

"Good guy, this is all the bamboo shoots on the mountain! This time it's completely over! Look at how drunk the anchor is."

Seeing this, the fans in the live broadcast room still didn't understand. They thought that these ghosts and masters got the anchor drunk just to stir up the atmosphere, or some newcomer custom.

I didn't expect to be waiting here, everything is for this moment, it's too bad to think about it!It's hard to imagine what a drunk anchor will do?

After all, I just saw the appearance of the anchor chasing balls there, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a sane online.

"Flowing Years rewards the live broadcast Carnival*88, and added a postscript, take care of the host, cheers for the host!"

"I'm Big White Rabbit who tipped the anchor's glasses*99, and added a note, anchor, cheer up! Go ahead! We've always been very optimistic about you!"

"Ham, why do I feel that you are looking forward to it! If the anchor finds out about this, what kind of fate might it lead to?"

"Ahem, don't talk so much upstairs, there are some things, it's good for everyone to know in their hearts."

Fans should not look forward to it too much, saying that they don't want to watch it is simply impossible, after all, the ghost boy just said that this is the annual meeting once in a hundred years.

So, this is definitely a series in their lifetime, if you miss it, you won’t be able to see it!Not only do they want to watch it, but they also invite their friends to watch it together!

The fans who haven't posted the barrage at the moment are busy calling their relatives and friends to notify them. At the same time, the links of the live broadcast room are forwarded by the fans to the space or social platforms.

As the saying goes! [Young people don't lie to young people, don't say I didn't call you, come in and have a look! 】

[Annual meeting once in a hundred years in the underworld, if you miss this village, you won't have this store! 】

[Drunk ghosts and adults, a lifetime series! 】

"Annual meeting? Damn, what kind of blind date is this! Just go to the annual meeting!"

"Excuse me, is the anchor drunk? I have a problem with my network, I'll be there soon!" Immediately after the link was sent out one by one, half of the network began to boil.

Seeing that one by one the Internet entered the live broadcast room, or left comments below, friends in the countryside or in the mountains began to jump at this moment.

Can't wait to fly up, directly next to the signal tower.

"Ahhh, I'm so devastated right now, why do I have to celebrate the New Year in the countryside!"

"You know, this is only once in a hundred years. Damn, it's really a lifetime. The next time it might be my grandchildren. No, I'll take a look at his grandpa first."

For a while, the number of people in the live broadcast room directly exceeded [-] million, but it was still rising. This scene made many network anchors who wanted to gain popularity during the Chinese New Year feel sad and crazy!

"When is it, what else is broadcasting! Labor and management also want to watch Master Wuchang's live broadcast!"

"It's not going to be broadcast, sisters, it's too hard for me to wipe this! It's faster than me!" The anchor door said at the moment that it was not going to be broadcast, only to find that the number of people in the live broadcast room was slowly dropping Lose.

The comment area also said goodbye one by one. Now, these anchors are too lazy to talk nonsense and just download the broadcast.

I heard that there is no New Year's atmosphere in the past, and I feel very boring, but now that I have this live broadcast room, some newcomers suddenly look confused when they come in.

What is the situation?Isn't everyone on holiday for the new year?Why are none of them broadcasting? This is the rhythm of the magic horse, especially this year, which is destined to be a strange year.

Some are confused, some are excited, and some are even joining in the fun.

Inside the great hall.

"Which expert will come first?" The ghost king repeated it again from above the round platform, and its voice spread through every corner of the hall through the ghost aura.

I'm not afraid that no one can't hear it, but if so, the whole space will still fall into silence.

"Ahem..." The eyes of the seniors fell on the drunken juniors, thinking about who to push up to perform, when suddenly, there was a 'boom' sound from the corner.

I saw Granny Meng throwing the empty wine jug aside, and slowly stood up on the seat, with a weird smile on her face.

"I'm coming! Hiccup~"

"Are you going to perform soon? Hiccup~ I will definitely give you an unforgettable annual meeting, hehehehe..." Seeing this, the ghost baby moved to the side, grinning to reveal two rows of sharp teeth.

"Then we invite Granny Meng!" The ghost messengers sitting in the seats were very supportive, especially those seniors who watched the show and drank alcohol, shouted one by one: "As expected of Granny Meng, come on!"

"Come on wonderful! Looking forward to your performance!"

"Be bold, just take whatever you want!"

Amidst the cheers, Po Meng flew up from the air and landed on the round platform lightly. Her movements were light and agile, her face was white and her eyes were bright. She didn't look like she was drunk at all.

With a big wave of her hand, a large jar appeared on the round platform. The jar was one meter high and half a meter wide. There were black lines on the body of the altar, like black flames, quite a ghost doctor.

The water in the altar was rippling, but I couldn't see what was inside.

"It's Chinese New Year, as Granny Meng, let me have a special version of New Year's soup!" Granny Meng was talking, and when she turned her wrist, a large spoon with a length of more than one meter appeared in her hand.

"It's definitely the only one!" Is it a jar, soup?Seeing this, many captains reflexively became vigilant, and subconsciously looked in the direction where King Jian'an was.

King Jian'an also noticed these gazes, and his face turned dark immediately. You must know that almost all the ghost messengers present have one or two dark histories.

Fortunately, Po Meng seemed to be making soup just for the sake of making soup, and didn't intend to do anything else. She just put the big spoon into the jar and started to stir quietly.

Once she started making the soup, she became quiet and focused, as if she was making Mengpo soup in the past, watching the heat while stirring, watching the heat while stirring...

She was stirring and stirring, and suddenly felt something was wrong, she tilted her head and looked out of the jar, where is her heat?What about fire?How to make soup without fire?

Po Meng raised her head abruptly, her gaze fell directly on the will-o'-the-wisp floating erratically in the hall, she stretched out her hand to grab it, and it was a handful of dark white or blue-colored will-o'-the-wisps.

Then he slapped the altar directly with a slap, simple and rough.

"Burn the fire!" Granny Meng ordered.

In this row, the two types of fire were stunned, and the black altar attached to the black pattern on the altar body was stunned. You must know that they have their own fire, so why use those inferior flames.

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As long as you move your mind, master, they will burn up!The will-o'-the-wisps are even more confused, you know, they, they are in charge of lighting!

Why are those who do not cover the burning industry suddenly rejected?Po Meng's eyes narrowed, and she said fiercely: "Whether it burns or not, if you don't burn it, you will be wiped out now!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a bang, and clusters of will-o'-the-wisps exploded instantly. Blue and white flames mixed together, almost covering the entire altar.

"Hic! Can't this be burned?"

Granny Meng looked at the soup that was starting to heat up in front of her eyes, and then she burped in satisfaction, and continued to stir with a spoon, adding some things into it from time to time while stirring.

Hei Yan, who can't start without order, not only feels speechless, but also feels very aggrieved, what kind of broken rules are these!

On the seats, many seniors covered their mouths and laughed out loud. This kind of scene is not too funny!Hahaha!

"I saw the strong desire to survive in these will-o'-the-wisps!"

"It seems that whether it's a ball or a ghost, it's not easy to survive hahaha!"

"Wild-wisp: Is it easy for me? I've provoked someone!"

Seeing this, the fans in the live broadcast room also laughed, and the melon seeds almost spit out from their mouths. It was already dinner time in the world.

But no one was willing to leave, and even the number of people in the live broadcast room only increased. For them, not only did they have to eat, but they also had to watch the live broadcast!

You know, there is a gala every year, but the annual meeting in the underworld is not always the case. Isn't it delicious to watch Po Meng cook soup, ghost fire and eggs to survive?

"Now I'm broadcasting the [Wildfire Survival] column for you, please hold back your laughter, we are professionals!"

"As the saying goes, bright people don't speak dark words, and I am also a professional firemaker."

"The previous one is obviously the [Mengpo Food] column, be professional, and don't report the wrong program." However, it was in the program broadcast by the fans.

In the live broadcast... the jar in front of Granny Meng has already started to bubble, and the color inside has also turned into a dark black.

Guiwa is the host tonight, so she naturally stepped forward and asked, "I don't know what Mrs. Meng added to it? What does the soup taste like?"

Granny Meng looked up at him, and said blankly, "They are all very common things, but when combined, they will have very wonderful effects."

"Soon, it will be ready soon! Everyone, please don't worry!" Gradually, bursts of strange smells began to waft from the altar, which could rival the smell of wine in the room.

You must know that this smell has attracted many captains to look up from the dining table. Looking into the altar, they saw the black soup medicine constantly spinning and tumbling with the spoon, as if some strange creature would suddenly fly out. Same.

etc!Is this their illusion?Why did it seem like I saw something like a skull just now?The captains looked at Po Meng, then at the soup in front of them, and then at Po Meng.

Is this thing really for them to drink?

Some experienced seniors have already started to use defensive shields to cover themselves and the dining table. Regardless of whether they can drink or not, it is always right to guard against them first.

However, at this moment, Granny Meng showed a smile on her face and said, "Okay!" without giving the captains any time or opportunity to react.

She slapped the altar suddenly, and there was a loud bang, all the soup in the altar flew up, but it seemed to be wrapped by something invisible, and not a single drop was spilled.

"The special version of the New Year's soup is here!" Soon, a large soup spoon more than one meter long appeared in Meng Po's hand, and she stretched forward, twisted her waist, and directly drove the soup to rotate in the air.

In an instant, the pot of soup was divided into small balls and flew towards the full house of ghost messengers, automatically falling into the white jade bowl in front of them.

Even Lord Hades couldn't run away to have a drink, but of course there are exceptions. Immediately afterwards, listening to the sound of slapping, balls of soup and medicine directly hit the defensive shields that the seniors had put on in advance, following the defensive shield The hood slides down.

However, before the seniors inside the defense cover could smile, the next second, they discovered that these soups were actually corroding their defense cover!

Not only did their faces change in an instant, but their minds went blank. Is this really for them to drink?Is Meng Po planning to commit murder at the annual meeting?

With a bang, another ball of black soup smashed on the defensive cover, and there was a slight corrosion sound. Then there were two balls, and more soup fell on the seat and on the dining table.

Corroded one piece after another, until a ball of soup fell into the white jade bowl on the dining table, the poison rain stopped, but Meng Po stood on the round platform, holding a spoon in her hand, and said expressionlessly.

"Special version of New Year's flavor soup, please taste it!"