Yama Rising Chapter 501: : Announce the whole city, the ceremony is coming (3)

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Tang An was shaking with excitement.

The huge super playground greatly enriches the nightlife of Guimin. However, this is only the beginning. I never expected that you can see Yang Jian's relatives in the three major ghost festivals!

Om... Just as the noise and discussion gradually formed a tsunami, the illusory figure in the air slightly pressed the palm of his hand, and all the Yin Ling suddenly realized that he could no longer make a sound.

But this is not important! The important thing is that every Yin Ling pricked his ears and looked straight into the air.

If the excitement of the volcanic eruption is firmly suppressed, what Qin Ye wants is not for them to erupt now, but to erupt where it should erupt.

For example...the new currency exchange point.

So much has been done, just to pave the way for the last one. That is the real purpose of the underworld.

"Finally, the second rule will be announced." He glanced around with majesty, and slowly said: "Entering the island, and all tickets to the island, can only be purchased with new coins. The exchange location is the central area. ."

"Above, the reading is complete. Please take the time to redeem the new coins. There is still one week left before the Zhongyuan Festival."

Swipe... After saying this, Qin Ye's figure drifted away quietly. At the same time, all Yin Ling found that they could speak again.

Silence.

No one spoke. When they looked at each other, only the ghost fire was burning.

They were crushed at the most exciting moment, and now they are full of enthusiasm, and they have formed the ocean before the storm. Hidden in excitement and pretending to be calm, a group of ghosts began to quietly return to the room.

The Yinling group began to move... Tang An immediately noticed this, and he reacted from the shock just now. Taking a deep breath, the excitement in his heart wanted to find someone to pour out, and he looked around. But when he saw the calm middle-aged Yin Ling before, he rushed toward the house desperately, his eyes were red.

"Why are you still standing?" When rushing past him, the middle-aged man said in surprise: "Go! What are you waiting for!"

"Oh...good! Right now." Although he didn't know what Yin Ling was running, Tang An couldn't help speeding up. He didn't see that at this moment, the entire Pengqiu was disintegrating in all directions like the Milky Way, and the ghosts and people retreated quietly and rushed back to his room, as if Starbucks sold cat's claw cups back then...

"Uncle, don't worry, we live so close. Hey, what do you want to play first?" Tang An didn't realize it, and said jogging. The excitement in my heart was completely overwhelming, and I couldn't help but ask.

"Still playing projects?" The uncle has already started running: "What do you think...what are the people around running?"

Tang An shook his head, he was also inexplicable.

"Cash the money!!" The uncle yelled almost from the gap between his teeth: "Did you not react? There is another week, and Pengqiu now has 20 million ghosts! You can make sure that you can change it within a week ?"

"I can't change it, the Zhongyuan Festival Yin and Yang Lantern Project, do you think you can participate?"

Before speaking, he was already squeezed into the ghost group like a loach. However... now it's even more constrained than before.

Fuck! ! !

As thunder blasted into Tang An's ears, he finally reacted, and finally knew what the ghosts were floating in!

Twenty million Yinlings... in a week... I'm awkward!

The first movers are all reacting. Before most of the Yinlings have reacted, they have already begun to seize the highest ground!

No longer daring to talk nonsense, he desperately squeezed towards the ghosts. At this moment, there was a burst of armor on the walls on all sides, and countless Yin soldiers appeared again.

"Guys and people, please abide by public order and refrain from being congested and trampled. Although the Yinling will not die, the taste of trampling will never be uncomfortable. Ten thousand exchange windows have been opened in the central area, and you are fully prepared. Please be safe and restless...

"

However, no Yin Ling can hear it.

The temptation of Yang Jian, the temptation of relatives, the temptation of entertainment, this tsunami...After being suppressed by Qin Yesheng, it finally broke out.

"Let let! Let let!!" An old lady, dressed in clothes from the 1930s and 1940s, black mourning clothes, and even a white towel wrapped around her head, is running faster than anyone at the moment, holding one in her hand. The white cloth bag made a sharp voice: "Respect the old and love the young! Respect the old and love the young! Let me pass first! I move fast! I don’t have much money! I’ll finish it soon!"

A young man in a white short coat in front turned his head with an indifferent expression: "Madame... you don't necessarily have me..."

"Are you teasing me?"

"What year were you in?"

"42 years old, how?"

"My 22... died early, looking young."

Similar scenes took place throughout Pengqiu City, no...or an outbreak. The silence before, this moment is like a flood bursting a bank! It can be seen to the naked eye that the ghosts of the entire city are going through a process of rushing, dispersing, gathering, and charging. In all directions, wild fires like a tsunami rushed towards the central area, as if floods in all directions were flooded in an instant!

"Don't squeeze... Don't squeeze! You can redeem it! What is the squeeze?" "Hehe...you said so well, don't you push me." "Do I want to push you? Who is behind Lao Tzu? Stop fighting me! I can't help myself!" "You still have the mind to make a joke? Look at this posture, can it be our turn tonight? I will go to work tomorrow."

"Brother, you are not wise enough. I took two consecutive days of leave. In any case, all the inventory must be redeemed before the Chinese New Year Festival!" "No? Can your leader approve?" "Sorry, the leader is here Twenty meters ahead of me. He also took two days off..."

With the excitement of the hustle and bustle, this batch of inverted sea water quickly rushed into the main road leading to the central area. However, just stepping in and turning a corner, they were all confused.

There are so many ghosts, let alone advance, you can't even move.

They are fast, but ghosts are faster! There are always some yin spirits approaching the water platform, and the result is...the main roads and small streets in the central area from the four major districts, only ten minutes, it has been densely packed, and all are excited yin spirits. On both sides, yin soldiers like javelins stood, but anyone who dared to jump in and disrupt the order was immediately dragged out of the team.

Renlong will definitely surpass any Yangjian celebrity meeting! Various conferences! And... all with an unstoppable look of not reaching the goal!

Yang Jian...

It's gone against the Yangjian for decades...

In one week, you can see the familiar face and hear the voice of nostalgia. At this time... even if you have a diabetes insipidus, you will have to go down!

No words, only hot breathing, and faces that were so agitated and even distorted. I have completely forgotten that during the previous investigation of the new currency, their worries, their casualness, and the kind of mood of the Chinese primary school people who were unwilling to accept change, had already been broken at this moment.

Tang An was standing on one of the streets and sighed almost desperately.

Go forward, looking at endless heads. Later... I can't turn around!

Not a single ghost left. They are all like water-thirsty travelers in the desert, staring at the heads in front of them, even if they can't see the shadow of the exchange window.

Zifu: In the year 001 of the Yinsi calendar, Pengqiu first set off an exchange boom. From the beginning, he entered a state of fanaticism.

And the target turned out to be a new coin issued by the new government. The Kong currency, which has governed Pengqiu for decades, played the prelude to its collapse at this moment.

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On the fifth floor of the Palace of Mirrors, Qin Ye and Arthas, with the ministers beside them, stared at the city full of spiritual tides, almost recreating the grandeur of the galaxy that day.

The alleys are empty, one after another, without complaining, only waiting bitterly. Ministry of Finance

Chang finally breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not in vain that we have been busy for more than a month..."

"It's better for Mr. Qin to find a chance to find it." A leader said with emotion: "It coincides with the Chinese Yuan Festival. There is nostalgia for the time. After this Monday, Kong Mo’s name is completely buried in history."

An veteran minister said: "We still have to wait for the end of the Chinese Yuan Festival. The promotion of the new currency has a perfect beginning, but it still needs a grand end."

"Don't worry, now that entertainment is so barren, this time the handwriting will definitely make the word "Netherworld" completely imprinted in the hearts of Guimin." "Yeah...Even when I watched it, I couldn't help but enter the entertainment right away. "The point is not the form, but the only one entertainment facility in Pengqiu!"

Qin Ye let out a sigh of relief.

The big stone is loosened in my heart. Currency is the foundation for any country. There is no business without a country, this is not a lie, and currency is the cornerstone of business! It can also increase the sense of identity of the ghost people over the years.

This is going to hit the nails, and a lot of work will be much easier in the future.

However, it is not yet time to let the boulder fall.

The real test... is the day of Zhongyuan Festival!

Twenty million ghosts, gathered in and around 10,000 square meters of land, countless exchanges, the safety of ghosts... This requires a pair of heavenly eyes to closely monitor.

And Ponqiu, only he and Arthas can do this.

He took a peek at the other party. He hasn't told him yet that on the day of Zhongyuan Festival... he probably only has one hour...

On the 15th, the Maoyuan ruins were excavated simultaneously. Mo Changhao, the Special Investigation Office, and the SRC gathered together, and there was no opportunity for him to take a break!

"Are you sure you can complete the construction of the entire amusement park in a week?" At this moment, Alsace's voice suddenly sounded. Qin Ye immediately recovered: "Ah...oh, yes."

The other party raised his brows and glanced at him: "You are a little absent-minded? Why?"

"Nothing." Qin Ye said with a guilty conscience.

I have to say that in a woman like a creature, intuition is much more reliable than logic. Arthas looked directly into Qin Ye's eyes, and suddenly said, "Don't tell me... at this time, are you not in the underworld?"

"Hahaha...how is it possible."

"That's good." Alsace retracted his gaze and said solemnly, "The government's face and the foundations of the underworld are all overwhelmed, and any mistakes at the time will be fatal. You and I must be together. Fangzi monitors the entire playground, at least until the Zhongyuan Festival passes, there will be a significant fall in the ghost stream. Those two days...must survive!"

The more Qin Ye listened, the more guilty he was, and coughed dryly, "Is it necessary?"

"Yes." The yin wind blew Alsace's black hair, and she gently teased: "Yin Ling also has seven emotions and six desires. Any kind of desire will be infinitely amplified, and it will become out of control. This is the root of the riot. You. Why is the rage you thought you killed is called rage? Because it is a collection of angry emotions."

"During the Zhongyuan Festival, the Yinling’s seven emotions and six desires were maximized because of seeing the image of the sun. They must be under our full monitoring! And the entire underworld, at present, only you and me can do this. "

She turned her head and glanced at Qin Ye: "The introduction of currency, the arrival of the Taoist Lord, and the first Zhongyuan Festival a hundred years later, we have already had a perfect beginning. Seven days later... if there is no grand ending. , King Qin... Do you know how many eyes are watching here? If we don’t do this thing well. Twenty million ghost people will not forgive us."

"You won’t listen to truth, neither will the twelve days, nor will the Taoist master! You will never lose the opportunity to reunify China in a peaceful way!"

"I don't know what you are embarrassing about, but you better figure out what is your own job and what is a side job."