New Times, New Hell

In order to celebrate the Ghost Festival Fair, Luo Feng and Jinglu Future specially got off work two hours earlier that day. At four o'clock in the afternoon, the people in the office dispersed and went straight to the Fair.

Yu Zhengdu was a little late for an hour because of the processing of the system. When he finally finished the work at hand, he quickly called Peggy: "Peggy, where are you? My brother will take you to the garden party."

On the other side of the phone, Peggy said mercilessly: "Brother, I have an appointment with George and Salmon to play together, so you don't need to look for me."

Yu Zhengdu: "..."

He suddenly understood in his heart the sadness of the old father who "wouldn't let the girls stay", even though Peggy was only five years old...

"Okay." Yu Zhengdu instructed, "Then you pay attention to safety, I mean pay attention to the safety of others, don't hurt passers-by casually, if you encounter bad people, you must tell your brothers, don't do it yourself... "

Peggy listened to him obediently, and then responded crisply: "I know, brother, I will be a good boy, and I won't kill people casually..."

Yu Zhengdu sweated for a while, and then heard the voice of a gloomy little boy on the phone: "Don't worry, brother, we know that if we kill people, we won't be able to be a pig, but a mouse..."

Yu Zhengdu: "You are?"

Little boy: "I'm George."

Yu Zhengdu wiped his forehead: "...Okay, George, then you have fun."

Yu Zhengdu hung up the phone sweating, glanced at the empty office, and suddenly felt a little empty in his heart, thinking that he must be the legendary empty-nest youth...

Perhaps it was the days when he was used to fighting side by side with Shang Que. In this situation, Yu Zhengdu subconsciously thought of Shang Que. He didn't know if he had a garden party in the past. After thinking about it, Yu Zhengdu opened WeChat and started Send a voice call request to Shangque.

"Den den den den den—"

The familiar ringtone of the voice call rang behind him, Yu Zhengdu was slightly surprised, turned his head, and saw Shang Que coming over at some time, sitting on a chair next to him, with his legs crossed, and his hand resting gracefully on his chin , looking at the phone with the other hand, and when he saw WeChat light up, he raised his head subconsciously, meeting Yu Zhengdu's gaze.

Shang Que's eyes were deep, like a cold pool with no bottom, but the pupils were completely black, without any luster, and did not reflect anything.

But at this moment, Yu Zhengdu seemed to be able to see his reflection in his eyes.

Yu Zhengdu smiled unexpectedly, pulled the phone back into his pocket, and asked with his eyes bent: "Are you waiting for me?"

Shang Que nodded, stood up, and didn't need to ask, just smiled slightly, turned his head and made a starting posture, and said, "Let's go, go to the garden fair."

……

The excitement of the garden party far exceeded Yu Zhengdu's expectations. Originally, he thought that this kind of unpopular festival, coupled with the remoteness of the development zone and no publicity, should have a limited number of participants.

But the magnificent, magnificent and special setting almost attracted all the people who work nearby. Many people couldn't wait to share their knowledge in the circle of friends, calling for friends and attracting a new round of crowds.

When Yu Zhengdu and Shang Que arrived at the garden party, they were already packed with crowds of people.

In the seventh month of the human world, Yin Qi flourishes, and the separation of Yin and Yang keeps blending. The ghost king of Luofeng Mountain sets up an enchantment, and all the living and dead who step into this land can see the two worlds of Yin and Yang.

Yu Zhengdu and Shang Que passed through the ghost market first, and along the way they could see tourists bargaining fearlessly with strange ghosts.

"This small porcelain jar is very delicate." A female white-collar worker asked while holding up a palm-sized white porcelain jar, "What is this for?"

"This is an urn." The stall owner responded while squeezing the mud, "It is copied from my urn. Blue and white porcelain, low-key luxury, you deserve it."

white collar:"……"

Yu Zhengdu: "..."

"Wow, this head is so big." The two little girls held up their mobile phones to take pictures of a stall owner on the side of the road.

Yu Zhengdu took a look at Xunsheng, and the stall owner's head was really big, at least three times the size of an ordinary person. There was a large vat in front of his stall, and a handwritten wooden sign hung next to it: Wild Earth Dragon.

Seeing the little girl taking pictures, the stall owner made a yes gesture very cooperatively, and said with a smile, "Because I'm a big-headed ghost."

Little girl: "Your headgear is so realistic, did you make it yourself or buy it?"

Big Head Ghost: "It's my own."

Girl: "Can we take a picture with you?"

"Yes." The big-headed ghost supported his head and said in advance with great experience, "But you can't take the opportunity to pull out my head."

Yu Zhengdu: "..."

After the two little girls took the photos, they stood on the side and began to choose photos to post on Moments.

At this time, a middle-aged uncle walked over, probed into the big vat, and stared at him: "Yo Hoo, you earthworms are so fat, aren't you breeding them?"

"Well, it's purely wild, with no natural additives." The big-headed ghost picked up a plump and still moving earthworm from the jar, scaring the little girl next to it and ran away screaming.

The uncle had a look of disbelief: "You have half a tank, right? How can there be so many wild earthworms?"

Big Head Ghost: "Why not, the wilderness cemetery is wet and there are no people. There are many such earth dragons. I just caught this in the ground this morning. Look, it is still alive."

As he spoke, he shook the earthworm to prove that what he said was true.

"Hey, hey, I don't want to argue with you, I'll buy it to feed the fish." The middle-aged man said and started to take out his mobile phone, "Give me half a catty, Alipay payment."

"It's really wild, if it's even a little adulterated, I'll let you dance on my grave." The big-headed ghost began to weigh and pack the bag as he said, "Come, scan the code next to it."

"This garden fair is quite interesting. I'll go back and ask my wife to come and have a look." The uncle walked away contentedly with a small half bag of earthworms. Judging from his tone, he should be an aborigine living nearby.

Yu Zhengdu and Shang Que approached, and Yu Zhengdu asked the boss: "Hello, how is the business?"

"Hello, Mr. Shang, hello both of you." Datougui was a discerning person, and greeted them warmly, before he said with a smile, "Business is not very good, just a few people who like fishing came to see, little girl I'm hiding away, but the money I make tonight is enough for me to buy a new set of clothes."

Yu Zhengdu nodded: "That's fine."

The big-headed ghost said gratefully: "Fortunately, Luo Feng gave us the opportunity to open the night market this time, and also helped us create a unified payment code, otherwise the business would not be possible."

The networks of Yin and Yang are not connected. Considering that people now use mobile payment, Yu Zhengdu presciently asked Lu Lingxi to use Yang Jian's account to make payment codes for the stall owners in advance, and wait for the fair to end. After that, Luo Feng will settle the proceeds for everyone, and will provide one-stop service in the future to help you purchase materials and cremation in the world.

Yu Zhengdu glanced at the densely packed earthworms wriggling in his tank, his body covered with goosebumps, and said, "Didn't you take the opportunity to sell some illegal products?"

"Don't dare to dare." Datougui patted his chest, "All the products we sell must go through Luo Feng's strict inspection, and only when they meet the circulation standards of Yangjian can we get a stall permit."

As he spoke, he took out a certificate from his armpit, which was stamped with Luo Feng's certification stamp: "Look, it doesn't have any toxic side effects on strangers, and meets the first-level safety certification standards of the underworld."

This set of standards was developed by Lu Lingxi. She has worked in Luo Feng for many years and is much more familiar with the circulation standards of Yin and Yang.

Seeing this, Yu Zhengdu nodded reassuringly, and saw that the big head ghost enthusiastically took a disposable bowl filled with half a bowl of earthworms and handed it over: "Come on, taste a little, I grabbed this from the grave, it is guaranteed to be free of additives, and the taste is soft and glutinous." , with high protein content, it can also strengthen yang..."

Yu Zhengdu: "..."

Shang Que pushed it back with one hand, and said expressionlessly, "Eat it yourself."

"Okay." The big-headed ghost didn't force it, he lifted a fat earthworm by himself, and slurped it in, "It's really delicious, I won't lie to you."

Yu Zhengdu felt his heart throbbing when he saw it, and turned around quickly to go away, but inadvertently, he was hit by a person running past, almost fell, and was so startled that he yelled out "嗤——".

"Be careful." Shang Que grabbed his hand in time and pulled him back.

"Thank you." Yu Zhengdu stood still and said gratefully.

"Let's go, go ahead and have a look." Shang Que grabbed his wrist and pulled him forward.

"Uh..." Yu Zhengdu looked at his wrist being pulled, and a strange feeling flashed in his heart. He felt that this gesture seemed too intimate, but unexpectedly he didn't feel disgusted. He hesitated for a while, and finally didn't let go of his hand. , followed by only small steps.

This is the first time that the underworld held a ghost festival celebration openly in the underworld. Luo Feng's employees also held back their energy, prepared many projects, and recruited many temporary workers from the underworld in advance, both for training and planning , in order to make the current scale.

Going all the way through the ghost market alone, Yu Zhengdu saw a lot of strange products, such as columbariums and small coffins are regular products, as for the ones that sell memorial tablets, the most popular grave head disco playlists, etc. up.

Of course, there are also ordinary products, clothing and handicrafts are quite common, and there are also a lot of snack stalls, but the snacks here are different from other places, mainly vegetarian, such as rice, flower cakes, sandfish, etc. Many Yu Zhengdu has never seen before. Many tourists have never seen these snacks, and they bought them curiously to try.

Shang Que explained to Yu Zhengdu one by one: "These are the food used for the ghost festival sacrifices in the past."

Yu Zhengdu nodded, and bought a few pieces of flower cakes to share with Shang Que.

Not long after, the two of them walked to the end of the street and exited the ghost market. What appeared in front of them was a wide wooden arch bridge. The arch bridge was very long. Obviously, the space in this open space should be very limited, but the other end of the bridge was hidden. In the dark, looking at it from this side, I don't know where it leads, which actually gives people a faint feeling of horror.

At the head of the bridge stands a towering pole with three huge white paper lanterns hanging from it. The lanterns sway gently in the night wind. When you look carefully, you find that there are three large characters written on it: Naihe Bridge.

"Ah, this bridge seems to be made of paper?" A young couple at the head of the bridge hesitated, and the girl stepped back on the bridge in panic.

The boy patted her on the back: "It just looks like it, otherwise so many people would have collapsed."

But the girl couldn't feel at ease: "Oh, it's so dark over there, we can't see anything, why don't we go there."

Boy: "What are you afraid of, so many people are going there."

The girl frowned: "Don't you think they look weird?"

There are many figures on the Naihe Bridge, some people pass by, and some people come back, but those who step on the Naihe Bridge seem to be shrouded in a strange atmosphere. From a distance, they seem to have no expression, their eyes are empty, like a walking dead, which makes people feel uncomfortable. The onlookers were terrified.

Shang Que and Yu Zhengdu explained: "It's easy to be a human being, but it's hard to be a human being. Yin and Yang are divided on the Naihe Bridge. Walking on the Naihe Bridge is like going through life and death. The people on the bridge may be thinking about life."

Yu Zhengdu suddenly realized, and took two steps back: "Then let's not leave, I don't think it's time to recall our life yet."

Shang Que looked at him amusedly: "This is not the real Naihe Bridge, it's just that Yin Qi has a little influence on strangers."

The couple was still arguing, the boy said: "You think too much, it's the lighting problem."

The girl pursed her mouth: "But I think it's really scary."

Just after finishing speaking, the girl suddenly opened her eyes wide, pointed at the bridge and shouted in horror: "Look, what is that—"

Following her cry, a faint suona sound suddenly came from the other side of the Naihe Bridge.

Yu Zhengdu couldn't help but turn his head to look, and saw a group of welcoming parties in ancient costumes suddenly appeared on the broad bridge. The team was huge, and they slowly walked out of the darkness on the other side of the Naihe Bridge, showing their figures .

Walking in the front to open the way were four maids in buns, two with lanterns and two with baskets. Behind them were those who played suona, gongs, umbrellas, and boxes.

As the team got closer and closer, the faces of those people became more and more clear, and the sounds of suona and gongs and drums were gradually deafening, reaching the ears of all the onlookers. However, this supposedly festive scene seemed indescribable. weird feeling.

Yu Zhengdu took a closer look and found out where this strange feeling came from.

I saw that the movements of those welcoming the bride were neat and uniform, as standard as wooden figures, completely lifeless, their faces were as pale as paper, but they were painted with thick and colorful makeup, just like painted dummies, Thick and blunt, with no expression on his face, and even less expression in his eyes, reflecting the red wedding dress on his body, he looked even more gloomy and glaring.

What's even more weird is that while they were walking, they were throwing white paper money, and the paper money was flying in the night sky like white butterflies.

Such a scene where happy and white things blend together makes people feel cold just by taking a look at it.

As the team approached, the tail of the team, which had been hidden in the darkness on the other side of the bridge, also showed its complete appearance.

It was a red eight-carrier sedan chair, and the eight bearers had different shapes, some had green faces and fangs, some had a bloody head, and one had a face split in half, and the whole body was full of blood and terror. , the bearer was as expressionless as the other greeters, and slowly walked out of the darkness carrying the sedan chair.

The four corners of the sedan chair were decorated with clusters of flowers, which was extremely luxurious. The red sedan curtain was blown by the night wind, and a corner was lifted slightly, as if to lure people on the road to spy.

The team moved forward slowly, and walked to the end of the Naihe Bridge under the slightly horrified eyes of the tourists around, and then the sound of the suona stopped abruptly, and the person at the front shouted: "The ghost king welcomes the bride—the stranger avoids—"

Yu Zhengdu: "..."

Shang Que: "..."

The girl in the couple was so frightened that she hid in the boy's arms and shouted, "Let's go back quickly, I'm so scared—"

The curtain of the eight-carrying sedan chair was lifted, and the heads of two girls poked out, waving their hands excitedly and shouting at the couple: "Ah Yi, you are here too, do you want to sit in the sedan chair together?"

Couple: "...???"

Especially the girlfriend who was about to be scared out of her wits was even more bewildered, she turned her head to look at the two girls in the sedan chair, and asked in a daze, "Why are you guys?"

Unbearable, Shang Que dragged past the person at the front of the welcoming team and asked, "What are you doing?"

When the man saw Shang Que, he quickly showed a flattering smile: "Hello, Mr. Shang, this is our income-generating project - the ghost king welcomes the bride, you don't know, many girls want to pretend to be a ghost bride, and we have the best business in one night." .”

As if to prove what he said was true, a few tourists couldn't wait to surround him and asked, "Excuse me, is this something you can play for a fee?"

"Yes, yes." The man immediately took out a payment code skillfully, and said with a smile, "15 minutes at a time, only 200 yuan, you can sit up to three people at the same time, and there are special colleagues who provide accompanying photo services, guarantee Leave the most beautiful moment for you."

Yu Zhengdu patted Shang Que's shoulder meaningfully: "The King of Ghosts is quite lucky tonight."

Shang Que: "..."

The author has something to say: Shang Que: I'm going to eat a lot tonight!

Other ghosts: I invite everyone to come to my grave tonight to play disco!