Yama Rising Chapter 502: : The last week

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With the announcement of the Zhongyuan Grand Ceremony, the entire underworld became busy.

Officials are busy. Whether high-ranking officials or civil servants, the collective exchange of 20 million ghosts is not a trivial matter. The island is not just a playground. There are also various clothing stores, food stores, beverage stores, and clothing. Shop... and all of these need to be coordinated by the government.

Not to mention civil servants, daily registration, redemption, and collection of opinions from various districts on the Zhongyuan Festival...I am so busy!

Ordinary Yinlings are also busy. Every day, there is a line of sight in the central area, and even the entire underworld almost shut down the next day. As a result, the next evening, four new exchange points appeared in the four major areas, each with two thousand windows, so far, the number of civil servants at the bottom of Pengqiuguang is as high as tens of thousands!

With the passage of time, every minute, every second...more and more ghosts have exchanged for new meditation coins. It is only at this moment that they feel the boulder in their hearts falling, and they begin to be like a bear in Maodong, red Looking forward to the arrival of Zhongyuan Festival.

They are worried. Although they have experienced the difference between the underworld and the yang, they don't know how different it can be. I only know that the underworld announcement does not need to be broadcast, and it can be notified instantly throughout the city. In the era of Kongmo's reign, almost never appeared in front of others. Therefore, after holding the Ming note in their hands, all they were thinking about was why the island of the other side hadn't appeared yet.

The Ming Banknotes are very exquisite, with a white background and black borders. The front is a sketch of Qin Ye's yin difference shape, and the back is the capital city. The lower two corners outline the blooming flowers of the other bank. For these sample coins, Huang Liangchuan in Baoan has worked hard.

Time will not speed up with people's anxiety, it will maintain its inherent pace, slowly but never stopping towards the fifteenth.

On August 10, at ten o'clock in the morning, the sky cracked a red gap. Then, in the eyes of all the ghosts, a giant claw crashed down and shot directly outside the city of Pengqiu. Out of a huge pit. Then...the thick clouds in the sky began to spin frantically, and finally... formed a horrible cloud cave of tens of thousands of meters!

The green-white thunder snake surged in it, and the deafening thunder resounded throughout the city. I don’t know who discovered this scene first, and there is no way to study it. Then, thousands, tens of thousands, one hundred thousand, one million, ten million ghosts, all looked towards the sky, the next second, the originally quiet Pengqiu Suddenly the vocals were full!

It started.

The preparations for the long-awaited Zhongyuan Ceremony have finally begun!

The bears of Maodong, the ghosts who couldn't see the movement a few days ago, were anxious like hot pot ants. At this moment, I only felt refreshed, and the stone fell to the ground. Even if you can't see what the scene is beyond the towering city walls, but... the dark clouds flying over the city and the wild fires floating in the sky are enough to prove how vast this underworld project is!

Listen to the truth!

It took only ten minutes from the humming of the voice to the falling of the needles. That kind of anticipation and intense excitement made all the ghosts scalp numb! They looked straight at the sky. In the silence that many people expected, fifteen minutes later, there was a loud bang, and the black tide fell from the sky. Break all peace and completely ignite all expectations!

The flying stream went down three thousand feet, and it was suspected that the Yellow River fell for nine days.

The sky curtain seemed to collapse, and the water was pitch-black, but not turbid, but so black that it was crystal clear, like stacked black glass. The roar resounding through the earth overwhelmed all the cheers of the boiling sky in the city, and it rang for several hours before stopping. When

When the faint sound of waves came from outside the city, the whistles and cheers in the city were about to tear through the sky. On any slightly taller building, there were countless ghosts standing there, craned their necks to look outside the city wall.

Unfortunately, the city wall is too high to see what's outside. However, the more so, the more it makes them feel like a cat scratching and fidgeting.

On August 11, the sky cracked again, and countless facilities fell from the sky. The Grand Ceremony of the Central Yuan Dynasty was like a girl holding a pipa half-hidden, continuously seducing the hearts of all the ghosts. But this time, the veil was lifted again, huge Ferris wheel, pirate ship, water park...like chess pieces held by an invisible giant hand, swarming from the whirlpool.

Watching them flying in the sky with excitement, if the scene of mythical magic, respond to it, it is the new Ming coins spreading out quickly. All ghosts understand that the underworld is really going to do it! This is not empty talk!

It turns out that the Yin Division can also have entertainment.

It turns out that it's not that you can't do it, but whether you have the energy to do it.

At this moment, all the Yinlings have a feeling of being valued.

There are still four days before the Zhongyuan Festival.

The Ministry of Finance of the Prefectural Government has issued trillions of coins. On average, for each Yin Spirit, it is almost 50,000 coins for one Yin Spirit. However, this is still a drop in the bucket for decades of accumulation.

Fortunately, there are five hundred, one thousand, two thousand, five thousand, eight thousand, and ten thousand denominations of the new Ming coin. Otherwise, it will not be printed out in one month. The power of the money printing machine is not large enough, and the power supply is not enough. No alternative energy source has been found yet.

August 12th, four o'clock in the afternoon.

The first group of defenders of the city was rotated, and all the friends and neighborhoods who knew them suddenly rushed past. Surrounding the normally inaccessible dwellings, there is a volcanic eruption with similar questions. "How is it?" "Can Bian Island catch up with the Zhongyuan Festival?" "How much more is completed?" "Is it the same as a miracle?" /

However, the answer to them was the infinite emotion of the guarding Yin soldiers, as if they were still immersed in myths and legends.

"It's really shocking... I really couldn't think that there could be such a way to build the island of the other side... The language can't be described. In the early morning of the 15th, you all know..."

"In short... it's unspeakable and spectacular. Just looking at it, I can't help but rush in and have a good time!"

That night, the exchange reached the highest point, and 430 billion new coins were exchanged overnight. So far, more than 60% of the ghosts in Pengqiu City have exchanged their savings.

On the 14th, four consecutive days of preparations finally came to an end. In the afternoon, without warning, when a batch of equipment fell again, the cloud hole in the sky finally slowly closed.

Silence.

The next second, the whole city burst into cheers! After get off work, the whole city's ghosts flocked to the exit of the city wall. At seven o'clock in the sun, outside the four major city gates, the team was dark and heavy like a cloud, and countless ghost fires were like summer stars. Excited discussions converged into a turbulent ocean tide, and the huge Pengqiu was buzzing endlessly.

Tang An is also in the Yin Ling group, the excitement in his heart is almost rushing out of his chest, wanting to scream, want to roar! I want to talk to others!

The last five hours is the Zhongyuan Ceremony!

He has a perfect plan in mind, where to go first, then where to go, and then where to go. He wants to find like-minded friends to talk with, scream on the roller coaster together, and on the water together

The paradise rushed towards the lake, however, he suddenly realized...in the shadows, young people are actually a minority...

"Old Tang, where are you going first? Let's go together?" Just when he couldn't help joining the sunset red discussion team not far away, a man's voice suddenly sounded and he turned his head to look. An irrepressible smile appeared on his face immediately, and the other party did the same.

That is something that only people of my age can understand. I really want to talk, but I have nowhere to vent my depression. Now, I finally smiled at each other as if I had seen an underground party.

"Dark spaceship!" Tang An said without hesitation: "I have been fond of that thing for too long! The statue of Destroyer is so handsome that it explodes! I haven't been to an amusement park before! How about you?"

"Same! Should we be together?" The two were not in the same block. They had met several times before and nodded, but now, they are like old friends and talk about everything.

"It's a pity... I didn't get a thousand proficiency when I died in Diablo..." "Don't be a pity, I haven't been out of the ward since I got sick!" "Hey, by the way, you don't go to Yin Yang Lantern first. Take a look?" "Are you kidding me? Take a look at this dark and oppressive group of ghosts? Those uncles and aunts from the 1930s, 1950s and 1960s have already seized the strategic heights! Can you squeeze in?"

Similar to this picture, there are too many inside the city walls. Young people, middle-aged, and old people of all ages spontaneously form their own circles and share their own guesses enthusiastically. At the same time, everyone decides the goal.

Vitality.

Standing on the Lijing Palace building and looking at the scene by the city wall, almost every minister felt hot in his eyes. If the ghost has tears, I'm afraid someone is already in tears at this moment.

The whole Pengqiu is full of vitality that has never been seen before. It is so rich that it can hardly be dissipated, and this kind of vitality can't even compare with the measures to restore yang after the announcement. Now, like a young volcano, ready to erupt anytime!

As they planned all this, the sense of identity and satisfaction in their hearts is beyond words!

"Are you all ready?!" As the leader of this Mid-Year Festival, the Minister of Spiritual Affairs Zhang Zeguang was still "returning the sun", and Vice Minister Ye Su exclaimed excitedly: "Ten o'clock! Ten o'clock is official Start! All departments are in place! No one is allowed to make mistakes!!"

"Yes!!" Downstairs, thousands of civil servants replied in unison.

As time passed, within the city wall, the ghostly galaxy before Pengqiu was down that day has reappeared. The difference is that this is spontaneous.

Spontaneously gather over time.

Spontaneously waiting...twelve o'clock.

The spectacular scene is comparable to the annual New Year's Eve in the East China Sea, even worse.

At this moment, it feels like time is passing so slowly. Just as ten o’clock came, the bell rang at the Lijing Palace, and without warning, countless fireworks rushed into the sky, in the dark. Bloom.

The rays of light rushed into the sky, and then turned into pieces of jade, scattered all over the sky. The first wave is silvery white, like snow in winter, and it's boiling. Of course, before the first wave died down, the second wave of scarlet fireworks burst into the night like the waves pushing the first wave.

It looks like a cluster of flowers, like a hundred flowers in full bloom, rushing into the night in an extremely orderly manner from low to high, swaying the fragrance of an instant, from the dark night sky of the underground palace, at this moment, colorful and brilliant.

It illuminates the eternal night, and also illuminates the obsessed and excited faces below.