Chapter 053 Come on, pretend
"Even the first-class ghost officials have come out?! There are so many second-class ghost officials!?"
The moment I felt the ghosts.
A group of carefully dressed ghosts were dumbfounded.
Some of them have two big eyeballs hanging in their eye sockets, and their faces are covered with numerous scars.
Some exchanged their faces for the blood-stained clothes of 82 years, and let their long hair run loose.
Others took off their heads and held them in their hands, preparing to run into an alley.
Because in that alley, there was a young man playing with his mobile phone, and a faint light appeared.
They are ready to have fun until they shed their skin.
but!
Why!
Why are there so many ghost messengers? !
This is different from what we agreed!
When we were in the underworld, didn’t our predecessors say…
Do I just need to behave myself in the underworld and do whatever I want after I get out?!
They also said that on the Ghost Festival, there would be at most two or three second-class ghost messengers in an area, plus a few third-class ghost messengers...
It is said that these ghost officials are just out for formality, and even if they want to take care of it, they can't.
Now they believed it!
but now!
It's obvious that even the first-class ghost messengers have come out! And there are so many second-class ghost messengers!
Look at that huge procession in the street!
Look at the ghostly aura that permeates the air, so dense that it’s enough to kill people!
Is this just a formality?
This is called being unable to manage?
I’m afraid if I just move my hands, they’ll be gone!
What is the concept of gone?!
That means dying again and having your soul scattered.
I will never be able to go out again!
“…”
A group of ghosts looked at the ghost messengers, and then looked at the bustling streets in front of them that were filled with countless beautiful imaginations of theirs.
Suddenly I began to doubt my life.
Who said that Ghost Festival is the day when ghosts are the freest and most carefree?
"I'm so dazed and excited that I actually want to interview these ghosts."
"What the above person said is right. I have even prepared the interview questions."
"What do you mean by changing your expression faster than turning the pages of a book? You should know that I usually don't laugh, hahahaha..."
"Just now my mother got up and said, 'Fuck!' She looked at me pounding the bed with a horrified face. When I turned around, I was also horrified..."
"I suddenly feel so safe, ghosts, charge!"
"Suddenly I started to show off."
Looking at the ghosts in mid-air who suddenly braked and looked doubtful about their lives.
The viewers in the live broadcast room were laughing like crazy.
The melon in his mouth sprayed all over the screen.
The last second they were looking at these crazy ghosts, they felt a chill on their necks, and there were "people" everywhere in the house.
The next second, I saw these ghosts trembling.
Suddenly I felt at ease.
Suddenly I started to show off.
My neck is no longer cold, my hands no longer shake, and I feel much better!
"Come on, let's do some fun! It's a rare Ghost Festival! Why don't you go have some fun?"
“Hahaha, let’s go social dance!”
"I finally understand why my dad has to work overtime every time I have a day off."
"Plus one. My brother is the same. He's always busy as a dog during holidays."
"My brother in society is a ruthless man who doesn't talk much!"
"Now I am alone at home, I am inexplicably not panicked, and even want to dance (dog head)."
“…”
Almost at the moment when the ghost aura of the ghost officials was released, the rhythm of the entire urban area was controlled.
All that's left is to continue patrolling.
Look for the fish that slipped through the net.
Lord Yama said that today is a special day.
You can be more ruthless!
Meet a guy who is doing whatever he wants and letting himself go.
Just put it in a sack and take it away!
Many ghost officials, who are usually annoyed by the troubles caused by these ghosts, are now ready to fight.
There was even a strange smile on the pale and cold face.
The ghostly aura on his body quickly rose.
The ghosts nearby saw this and shuddered all over.
The shudder of death rushed straight into my head.
"Go, go! The ghost officials are going to get mad!"
Some ghosts hurriedly urged their companions to escape.
"Don't worry, wait until I eat this."
"Eat fur! You don't even know how you're going to die!"
"What the hell is this so scary?"
"I heard others talk about the Ghost Festival before..."
A ghost explained to his companions as he walked away from the street where the ghost officials were.
"It is said that Ghost Festival is not only a day of freedom for the underworld, but also..."
Its throat tightened, "It's the ghost messengers' day to vent!"
The companion was puzzled, "That's not right, I usually think the ghost messengers are pretty nice?"
"It's because we're so good at other times! The ghosts are so troublesome, I don't know how long they've been holding it in, waiting for this day!"
“What the hell?!”
His companions gasped in fear, instantly accelerated, and floated a long distance away.
"Why don't you run for your life?!"
"Why don't you wait for me? Why didn't I see you running away so fast just now?"
For a moment, the ghosts fled everywhere.
I was afraid that I would catch the eyes of the ghost officials if I was not careful.
…
And just when these new ghosts were doubting their lives and running around.
The experienced predecessors quickly hid themselves after coming out of the gate of the underworld.
Seeing those new ghosts either confused or beaten and put in sacks.
The seniors hid in the dark and laughed secretly.
Back then, they were knocked unconscious in the same way.
The only pity is that these tactics will no longer work next year.
I can only find new ghosts to chat with.
After watching the excitement, these seniors rushed back to their old place with ease.
Eat delicious food, drink spicy drinks, and visit old friends.
Or go shopping and see the handsome men and beautiful women.
How can one be so leisurely?
…
"Wanbaozhai's cakes, Tongnan Road's roast duck, Bazhenbao..."
In a small European-style villa decorated mainly in cool colors.
The candlelight flickered slightly.
A wisp of cigarette smoke filled the room.
Jiang Xian sat cross-legged on the ground with a black cell phone in his hand.
The coffee table in front of him was already filled with all kinds of delicious food.
Roast duck, pork elbow, candied fruit, smoked ham...
All served on a plate.
It can be said to be very rich.
A breeze blew, and the faint candlelight flickered, illuminating Jiang Xian's face full of expectation.
"Will the ancestors come?"
"Will he be happy to see this?"
If you are happy, will you teach him a few more tricks?
Jiang Xian took out his cell phone, checked the time, and put it back.
Less than two minutes later, he turned on his phone again.
"See if the ancestor is in the live broadcast room."
Jiang Xian picked up his phone again and entered the live broadcast room.
He entered the live broadcast room before midnight.
But when it was almost twelve o'clock, he started to busy himself with arranging the food.
I don't know what the ancestors are doing now...
Just at the moment Jiang Xian lowered his head.
The ancestor who had been floating in the air came down.
Looking at the delicious food in front of him, he rubbed his hands.
He took out a large gray bag.
While quickly pouring the food on the plate into the bag, I couldn't help but salivate.
Tear off a chicken leg and eat it.
My mouth is full of oil after eating.
After packing all the food, he took a puff of the cigarette that filled the room.
Finally, he glanced at Jiang Xian who was still looking for him on his phone.
He chuckled and slipped out the door.
"With just this little knowledge, you still want me to teach you a few more tricks? No way!"
Doesn’t he know what Jiang Xian is planning?
Even if this guy farts, he can know what's going on in his head.
Ghost Festival only comes once a year.
He doesn't even have time to eat, drink and have fun! He still wants to teach?
You’re dreaming!
