I use technology to revitalize the underworld

New Year's Eve is the New Year's Eve festival.

Every household in Huaxia was immersed in the atmosphere of reunion and celebration.

Even the Celestial Master, who has been going out to do tasks, suspended for a day and went home to rest for the holidays.

And for the Xie Tianshi organization, this is also a happy day.

Because the traitors lurking in the Taoist sect sent them news—the heavenly masters of the office and the candidate guild are now at the headquarters, making dumplings in a friendly way!

As soon as the news came out, the Xie Tianshi organization heaved a sigh of relief.

Because this means that Xuanmen's high pressure on them that has lasted for more than half a year can finally be suspended for a day!

Among the remaining ten strongholds of the Xie Tianshi organization.

The evil celestial masters collapsed to the ground one by one like salted fish.

"It's too tiring. I have been an evil master for more than [-] years, and I have never tried to be so tired like this year."

Not only physically tired, but also mentally tired.

But for more than half a year, they have been chased and intercepted by the Taoist sect, and their companions will be caught every day.

As long as they go out, they feel like there is a sword hanging above their heads.Every time I take an extra step, my heart skips a beat, and every day I live in fear.

On days like this, if the leader wasn't too scary, they couldn't help but want to defect!

And now...

Everyone looked at each other, and they all saw the helplessness and remorse in each other's eyes.

However, such a dignified mood did not last long.

They are afraid that their true thoughts will be known by the leader.

Someone immediately suggested, "Why don't we make dumplings for the New Year?"

"Okay, okay, I have a corpse puppet who used to be a chef, and the cooking tastes good."

"I also raised a little ghost, and its soul is the most delicious sauce."

"Hey, I caught a girl recently, when the time comes..."

After all, it is the evil master. If you say a few more words, you will expose your conscienceless nature.

After everyone discussed it, they ran to discuss it with the guardian of the stronghold.

The guardian's mood also urgently needed to be relaxed, and he nodded in agreement without the slightest hesitation.

Ever since, these ten strongholds, invariably, filled with festive atmosphere.

until…

at noon.

It is the most yin moment before the yang energy in the yang world reaches its peak.

Suddenly, dozens of white lights spread from the ground in the entire land of Huaxia!

People near the white light seemed to feel it.

He turned around suspiciously, but found nothing.

at the same time.

A holy object in a certain stronghold organized by the Xie Tianshi suddenly flashed a white light.

Xie Tianshi, who was drinking and celebrating, looked over in unison.

I saw the sacred object "bang bang" jump twice.

Then... jumped into the air and disappeared! !

All the evil celestial masters suddenly widened their eyes and stood up suddenly: "What's the situation? The sacred artifact was stolen?!"

The stronghold protector froze.

An extremely ominous premonition enveloped him firmly.

Office Western Headquarters.

Feng Jingchen stood in mid-air with Xu Yufeng, and sensed the message from Skynet.

As soon as he thought about it, he sent a message in the office group: 【Do it. 】

As soon as these two words came out.

Nanqiao, Wei Ji, Gong Yeqiu, and Zong Yang brazenly attacked the stronghold they had already targeted!

Feng Jingchen turned his head and looked at Nan Feng: "The rest, there is Master Lao."

Nan Feng waved his hand: "It's easy to talk, I'll go back as soon as I go."

He disappeared in one step.

In just ten seconds, they came to the stronghold exposed by the Sansheng stone fragments.

Next, is it a one-handed crush?

The celestial masters of the office and the candidate guild are indeed making dumplings.

But how many people are needed to destroy a stronghold?

Huashen Tianshi and Ghost King shot.

Unless the black-robed man desperately jumped out to stop him, how about a few guardians?

Oh, and the leader of the Xie Tianshi organization.

Feng Jingchen looked at the southeast, with a smile on his lips, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The leader had better dare to show up.

Feng Jingchen has already prepared the biggest gift for him.

however.

Feng Jingchen seemed to overestimate the leader.

Just 10 minutes.

Nanqiao took the lead in sending all the evil celestial masters and ghosts in a stronghold to the underworld.

Two minutes later, General Wei Ji followed closely behind.

Gong Yeqiu and Zong Yang took a step slower and took twenty minutes to solve it.

Although Nan Feng arrived temporarily, the battle ended within 10 minutes.

Just three and four minutes.

The evil celestial master organized and planned for several years and established the twelve strongholds of Dharma protectors, but five of them disappeared in a blink of an eye!

Now only the last five of the Twelve Protectors remain.

Not even half of the original.

When the leader heard the news, he suddenly crushed the red wine glass in his hand.

"Feng, Jing, Chen!" The leader smashed the glass shards in his hand to the ground!

The air in the secret room was instantly pressed down like a heavy boulder, so heavy that it was almost impossible to breathe.

"Cough, cough..." The man in black clutched his chest, and a bloody smell spread from his throat.

The leader frowned slightly, and slowly restrained his momentum: "Hei Pao, how long will it take for your injury to heal?"

The man in black said in a low voice, "I don't know..."

As Nie Jingtai said, without the supplement of heaven, material and earth treasures, he wanted to restore the lost half of his cultivation, which was no different from returning to practice.

That's hundreds of thousands of years.

For some reason, the black robe subconsciously concealed this from the leader.

The leader snorted coldly: "Just say what you need. After you recover, go and kill Feng Jingchen as soon as possible!"

His tone was terribly gloomy: "It must be him! This must be his idea! Feng Jingchen must die!"

He has worked so hard to arrange for so many years, and he is only one step away from success!

But it happened to be such a step.

Ever since Feng Jingchen appeared, everything has been ruined bit by bit!

The first is the ordinary stronghold organized by Xie Tianshi.

Then there is the law enforcement stronghold.

In the end, eighty to ninety percent of the nails inserted in the Taoist door were pulled out!

The originally good situation has been reduced to the present situation.

Although it is not enough to fall short, they have already been driven to a desperate situation!

This made the leader, who had always been sure of victory, appear for the first time in an emotion called frustration.

however.

The news that followed made him mad even more.

They have finally spread the mouth karma ghosts all over the country, and they are disappearing in large numbers!

It's Murong Qiao and others who live impermanently.

It must have been instigated by that nasty fellow Feng Jingchen again! !

In the secret room, the leader could no longer maintain his emotional calm.

The fury like a storm put the entire secret room under an extremely terrifying high pressure.

"Feng, Jing, Chen!" The leader looked ahead angrily.

He was so angry that he suddenly recovered a little bit of calm.

He gritted his molars, and said in a sinister tone, "I didn't want to make a move so early, but...you forced me to do this!"

He suddenly turned his head to look at the man in black: "Black robe! You go to Fengyun Town..."

……

Feng Jingchen received feedback from all over the world one after another.

Their plans are going surprisingly well.

Not only did the man in black not appear, even the leader disappeared.

Without the obstruction of these two people, those Xie Tianshi and Li Gui in the Xie Tianshi organization are not the orthodox opponents of Taoism at all.

but…

The leader didn't respond.

This made Feng Jingchen couldn't help but raise his eyes slightly.

This is really intriguing.

Could it be…

Feng Jingchen's eyes flickered slightly, and a bold guess came to his mind.

Two hours later.

The five strongholds have been completely cleaned up, and the office and the candidate guild are officially celebrating the new year!

Murong Qiao didn't stay outside either, he only cleaned up the ghosts in Anlong Province, and immediately rushed back to Taohua Xiaozhu.

As for other provinces, there are naturally other celestial masters who are responsible for solving them.

Feng Jingchen had been waiting in the room for a long time.

"Ayu~" As soon as Murong Qiao came back, he flew to Feng Jingchen's side like a bird.

Feng Jingchen looked at him with a smile: "Is everything going well?"

"Hmm~" Murong Qiao hugged Feng Jingchen's arm and said expectantly, "Ayu, shall we go to the underworld now?"

Feng Jingchen looked at the news in the group.

The New Year's Eve dinner for all the ghosts has been prepared, and the matters on Yangjian's side have been dealt with.

So he took out two masks that only covered the upper half of his face: "Put this on, let's go."

Murong Qiao looked at the two ghost masks, one black and one white, and they didn't look pretty: "Ayu, what are these?"

Feng Jingchen: "This time we are going to the gate of hell. This mask can cover up our identities as living people and save us some trouble."

This mask is not a powerful magic weapon, it's just a gadget made by Feng Jingchen with the authority of King Hades.

When Murong Qiao heard that he was about to enter the gate of hell, his peach blossom eyes lit up instantly.

He quickly put on the black mask: "Ayu, I'm ready~"

Feng Jingchen looked up at him.

Murong Qiao's complexion is fair, the lower half of her face is handsome, and her lips are even more attractively red.

Coupled with this ferocious black ghost mask, it has a contrasting beauty.

More temperament than ever, a dangerous taboo.

Feng Jingchen narrowed his eyes slightly, put on the mask as well, and held Murong Qiao up: "Let's go."

The voice fell.

The two appeared directly behind the gate of hell!

At this moment, a lively atmosphere came oncoming.

On the square after the gate of hell, the New Year's Eve dinner has already started.

Hundreds of large round tables occupied all the empty seats visible to the naked eye.

Today, the ghosts specially "changed" into festive clothes, happily wandered around every table, chatting with ghosts they knew and didn't know.

This scene looks no different from their wedding ceremony at the entrance of the village.

Murong Qiao looked around curiously.

The majestic Ghost Gate is behind you, and the majestic Qin Guangdian is right in front of you.

But the first thing he noticed was the "people" coming and going!

Murong Qiao could recognize at a glance that these people were all ghosts.

But these ghosts and the ghosts in Yangjian have two completely different appearances.

The ghost in Yangjian was pale and gloomy.Any one of them can scare a child to tears.

But ghosts in the underworld look no different from living people!

There are men and women, old and young in the square.

All of them had beaming smiles on their faces.

Murong Qiao even spotted two familiar faces with sharp eyes: "Hey Ayu, is that woman the one you took away in the haunted building?"

He was talking about Weng Xiaoshu.

Feng Jingchen introduced to Murong Qiao: "That's right. Now she is the leader of the production and construction team of the underworld, and she is the person who is in touch with Xiaoxiao."

"Wow~" Murong Qiao moved closer to Feng Jingchen's ear and asked in a low voice, "Ayu, do you have any rewards for bringing such a talent to the underworld?"

Feng Jingchen looked back at him, and said meaningfully: "No."

"Oh~" Murong Qiao's voice was very long, which was very thought-provoking.

He looked at another woman who was holding a baby. It was the mother-child grieving ghost they had met in Qu Hongbo's villa last time.

Murong Qiao: "Ayu, what is she doing in the underworld now?"

Feng Jingchen: "serve."

"Ah?" Murong Qiao was puzzled.

Feng Jingchen: "She harmed that child unintentionally before. She was sentenced to serve in the underworld for ten years before she can clear her sins and go to reincarnate."

However, since the female ghost has no subjective malice, today she is allowed to bring her child to the Spring Festival Gala.

After hearing Feng Jingchen's detailed explanation, Murong Qiao gave him another thoughtful look.

Feng Jingchen pretended not to notice Murong Qiao's tricks: "The Spring Festival Gala is about to start, let's go to the Qin Guang Hall to watch it."

After finishing speaking, he led Murong Qiao and jumped to the roof of Qin Guangdian!

Qin Guangdian is huge and majestic.

A roof ridge is enough for two people to sit down steadily, and a small table and a few plates of wine and dishes can also be placed.

Murong Qiao suddenly came to a high place, and immediately took the opportunity to look around.

But as far as the eye can see, it is either a ghost or a feast.There are also two sealed buildings.

Murong Qiao turned into a curious baby: "Ayu, where are those two places?"

"By the way, why didn't you see Hades and Judge?"

"Ayu, are those uniforms ghost messengers? They don't have guns on their waists, do they?!"

"I see some people still have the same watch on their hands? What's that for?"

Feng Jingchen answered patiently one by one: "It's a factory that makes Yin Qi brooms. It's a day off today. Lord Yan and Judge may not appear today..."

The two talked softly in Qin Guang Hall.

Down below, many people also noticed Lord Yan's actions.

Weng Xiaoshu and Wen Xinyan whispered gossip: "Is that the Lord Yan's little lover?"

Wen Xinyan looked at the fancy clothes on Murong Qiao: "It should be. It is said on the forum that Lord Yan's boyfriend is very good-looking and has a lot of beautiful clothes."

Weng Xiaoshu looked Murong Qiao up and down sharply: "You have a good figure, but it's a pity that you hide your face. But if you can make King Yan fall in love with you, you shouldn't be bad looking."

Wen Xinyan looked at the two people on the roof with her hands on her cheeks, and said in a very envious tone, "Yan Wangye and her boyfriend have such a good relationship."

Although both of them are separated by masks, others can't see their expressions clearly.

But for some reason, even though they were so far away, they could still feel the constant friendship between them.

Weng Xiaoshu raised her eyebrows when she heard the words: "Sister, listen to my sister's advice. Love is such a thing, whoever touches it will die. Let's focus on making money~"

Wen Xinyan sighed: "I know. A good man like Lord Yan is like the first prize in the lottery."

Everyone knows it exists, but no one has ever actually met it.

She murmured softly: "I hope I can learn a lesson in my next life and stop falling in love with scumbags."

Weng Xiaoshu thought of the cause of Wen Xinyan's death, and patted her on the shoulder sympathetically.

then…

Turn around and spread gossip!

At this time, there are still three hours before the opening of the Spring Festival Gala.

Wait until two and a half hours later.

All the ghosts in the underworld know that those sitting on the roof of Qin Guangdian are Lord Yan and his boyfriend!

for a while.

The two people on the roof really became "all eyes"!

All ghost chat topics coincidentally revolved around the two of them.

Murong Qiao shivered suddenly: "Strange. I always have a strange feeling."

"Is it cold?" Feng Jingchen took out his coat and put it on him.

Murong Qiao was warmed by Ayu, and immediately put those strange feelings behind her, and sat down a little closer happily: "It's not cold~"

He looked up at Feng Jingchen, his eyes flickering: "Ayu, when will you have a chance in the future, will you take me to meet the judge?"

He wants to see his parents! (cross out)

Feng Jingchen saw Murong Qiao's thoughts, and smiled in his eyes: "Next time."

Murong Qiao: "..."

He clicked his tongue lightly, and hugged Feng Jingchen tightly: "Ayu, I have prepared a gift for you for Chinese New Year today~"

Feng Jingchen looked at him: "What?"

Murong Qiao asked back, "Have you prepared it for me?"

Feng Jingchen shook his head: "No."

"Hmph, I guessed it." Murong Qiao said triumphantly, "Then I'll come and get it myself?"

Feng Jingchen raised his eyebrows: "Yes."

Murong Qiao blinked and took a slight breath.

Suddenly, the probe came close to Feng Jingchen's eyes.

The distance between the two was shortened to almost nothing in an instant!

The warm breath gradually became entangled, as if some emotion was entangled.

All it takes is a slight heads up.

Murong Qiao could kiss those thin lips.

Vaguely, his heartbeat began to become more and more rampant.

Feng Jingchen looked up at Murong Qiao.

There was no resistance, and even some doubts.

Doubt what Murong Qiao is still doing in a daze? ——Interpretation from Murong Qiao.

How could Murong Qiao stand such a "temptation"? !

His head suddenly became hot and he closed his eyes!

Suddenly... a superficial kiss on Feng Jingchen's cheek.

After Murong Qiao finished the kiss, she straightened up abruptly, opening the distance between the two of them.

His head was slightly lowered, his expression was upright and shy, and the sound of his heartbeat had almost pierced his eardrums!

He bent his eyes and looked down at the tiles under his feet: "I, I have already taken my gift!"

Feng Jingchen: "..." Really, the innocence is outrageous.

Seeing that Feng Jingchen didn't respond, Murong Qiao secretly raised his eyes.

Seeing Feng Jingchen's expressionless face, he suddenly felt a thump in his heart: "Ayu, are you angry? I..."

"No." Feng Jingchen forcibly interrupted him, "Since you have finished your presents, then it's up to me."

Murong Qiao: "Huh?"

Feng Jingchen held Murong Qiao's hand, and gently pulled him towards him.Supporting Murong Qiao's chin with his right hand, he raised his head slightly.

Two pairs of warm and soft lips touched each other without warning.

Like that unexpected kiss in the dark.

At the same time, both of them felt as if there was a strong electric current spreading from their lips and hitting the sky directly!

Murong Qiao: "!!"

what--! !

All of Murong Qiao's sanity was blown away!

But when he realized that Feng Jingchen wanted to leave, his body instinctively hugged Feng Jingchen's waist tightly.

As soon as the center of gravity of the body tilted, the kiss deepened heavily!

"Wow—"

The ghosts onlookers in the square finally couldn't help it, and made gossip.

With a thought, Feng Jingchen directly opened the big black umbrella to block everyone's sight.

All the ghosts: "..." Ahhh, can I watch the following content for a fee? !

The big black umbrella blocks the resentment of the ghosts.

Murong Qiao became even more unscrupulous, and suddenly leaned over to press Feng Jingchen on the table, and said in a vague voice, "Ayu..."

Feng Jingchen put his arms around Murong Qiao's neck, and sealed his nonsense with a kiss again.

Murong Qiao was not dumbfounded either.

At this time, his head has completely lost the ability to think.

Just relying on instinct, like a big wolf dog, he can't wait to hug Feng Jingchen tightly!

Although Murong Qiao's movements were unskilled, his attitude was definitely hot enough.

The breathing under the umbrella became more and more chaotic.

Feng Jingchen's brain, which was always sober, was also deprived of oxygen.

He had never experienced such a novelty.

It's as if the heartbeat doesn't belong to me at all, I just want to get closer, get closer!

Feng Jingchen tightly grasped the fabric on Murong Qiao's back, and soon there was only one sentence left in his chaotic mind - this is playing too big.

Half an hour later, at eight o'clock in the evening.

The Hell Spring Festival Gala is about to begin.

A huge curtain hangs on the city wall of the ghost gate.

The stage scene of the Spring Festival Gala is projected on it, so everyone must be able to see it clearly.

However... when the opening music started, the long-awaited ghosts seemed particularly absent-minded.

The eyes of all the ghosts still couldn't help looking at the top of Qin Guangdian.

On the contrary, Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao were awakened by the sound of music, and their senses finally returned slowly.

The two opened their eyes and looked at each other.

Murong Qiao: "..."

Feng Jingchen: "..."

Murong Qiao's face instantly turned into a crayfish!

He suddenly sat up: "Ayu, I, I..."

He tried to explain incoherently, but didn't know what else he could explain.

They haven't confirmed their relationship yet, it's just their first kiss! !

He just lost control and pulled Ayu to kiss for so long in full view!

Murong Qiao wished he could dig a hole on the spot and bury himself in it!

Feng Jingchen tidied up his messy clothes calmly: "Let's watch the Spring Festival Gala."

Murong Qiao was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Feng Jingchen cautiously: "Ayu, are you... not angry?"

Feng Jingchen looked up at him: "What are you angry about?"

"Uh..." Murong Qiao was dumbfounded for a moment.

Feng Jingchen chuckled, and suddenly leaned over to press a light kiss on the corner of Murong Qiao's lips.

Murong Qiao: "!!"

what--! !

His brain exploded again, and he was stunned.

Seeing Murong Qiao's reaction, Feng Jingchen smiled with interest.

finally.

What was the performance of the first Spring Festival Gala in this prefecture?

Murong Qiao didn't know, Feng Jingchen didn't know, the ghosts didn't know, and even the performers didn't know.

They just want to know - what happened behind the big black umbrella! !

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers began to light up everywhere in the underworld.

Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao just returned to Yangjian.

At this time, Zixiao Taoist Palace is also setting off fireworks.

The crackling sound should obviously be very noisy.

But the atmosphere in Peach Blossom Villa is exceptionally quiet.

Murong Qiao finally regained most of his sanity at this time.

He looked at Feng Jingchen expectantly: "Ayu..."

Feng Jingchen also looked up at him: "Huh?"

Murong Qiao lowered her head slightly, her cheeks flushed, and whispered, "Are we dating now?"

"Bang bang bang..."

A burst of firecrackers covered Murong Qiao's voice.

Murong Qiao: "..."

With a smile in his eyes, Feng Jingchen raised his hand to take off Murong Qiao's mask: "What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."