Chapter 057 Sorry, my hand slipped
"Ghost: I didn't, I didn't. We really didn't mess around!"
"Public Security Brigade: We were almost dispatched."
"Hahahahahaha, I thought he was eating that at first! I've learned something."
The netizens laughed but couldn't help but start thinking.
Have these ghosts never had enough to eat?
It's a rare day out.
Look at this ghost, he's so bloated.
It can be seen that after he came out of the gate of the underworld, he has been looking for food and eating.
To some extent, it can be seen.
How poor these ghosts are.
They saw it through the live broadcast room.
In addition to those ghosts dressed in "shiny" clothes, there are many ghosts who are not dressed well.
I thought this was the style of the Ghost Festival, but now I think...
Maybe there is another possibility.
It’s not that they don’t want to dress better, but they have no choice.
"I'll be on holiday in two days, so I'll go back and burn some more paper money for my grandpa and his family."
"I just ordered a paper house for my grandfather, and two little people."
"Look how hungry the child is..."
"Ghost: I can have some more, I'll go after I take the digestive tablets!"
"Fuck it, it's dawn, I have to go to work!"
Before we knew it, the sky had turned pale.
The viewers in the live broadcast room were suddenly awakened.
The number of people in the live broadcast room dropped by tens of thousands.
"It's gone, it's gone, brothers, please help me write it down (bowing)!"
"I'm a painter: Don't worry, I'm still working hard!"
"The writer is here and will definitely restore the content for you!"
"666, I don't have any skills, so I'll just show you a few tips!"
"Xiao Mingying gave the anchor 5 sports cars as a reward! He also added: Thank you for your hard work!"
As daybreak approached, the negative energy in the world diminished a lot.
Many ghosts no longer dare to wander around the streets openly.
The workload of the ghost messengers also decreased slightly.
Without so many ghosts making trouble and letting themselves go, the whereabouts of many ghosts began to become obvious.
They did not disrupt the order of the human world, nor did they cause trouble to the ghost messengers.
Some of them just quietly look for food after coming out.
I just hope I can pack more to take back so I can eat it for longer.
Some were looking for incense everywhere, sniffing here and there.
After sniffing, change location.
It's like trying to store up a whole year's supply.
actually.
Food and incense are not necessities for ghosts in the short term.
But if you haven't reincarnated for a long time, there will be no tonic.
It will still have an impact on them.
Maybe it will gradually weaken and eventually disappear.
Maybe I'll lose myself, turn into a ghost, or become something else.
At this time, the benefits of the ghost officials in the underworld began to emerge.
At least they don't have to worry about that.
There is no need to worry that it will suddenly disappear one day.
In addition to these ghosts, there are some like Fang Lili who go home to visit their families.
They didn't show up, nor did they dare to get too close.
Just watching from afar and accompanying my family.
The old lady got up at five in the morning.
After washing up, I went to the vegetable market with a small basket.
When someone greeted her on the road, the old lady responded with a smile.
I had some porridge and steamed buns for breakfast, and sat at home watching TV in the morning.
It was almost ten o'clock when the old lady went into the kitchen and started cooking lunch.
She cooked a table full of delicious food and put two bowls on the table.
The old lady smiled and said, "My daughter, let's have dinner."
After saying that, he picked up his bowl and started eating.
In mid-air.
Fang Lili looked at the table full of food and her eyes became red.
Everything on the table is what she used to love to eat.
From night to day, and from day to night.
She has been silently accompanying the old lady.
Watching the old lady go to the square alone and sit alone on a bench by the roadside.
Watching the sunset, the old lady slowly got up and went home.
She didn't come out of the room until the old lady fell asleep.
She sat in the dark living room.
Looking at those familiar objects, I couldn’t tell whether I felt nostalgia or something else.
The time is almost up.
…
In the cemetery.
Many ghosts stood up and floated towards the gate of the underworld.
Their tombstones have not been visited for a long time.
They didn't go anywhere that day.
Just standing by his own tombstone, quietly looking at the words on it...
All kinds of things in the world come to mind.
It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it seemed like it happened just yesterday.
perhaps……
And so, slowly disappearing with time.
It is also a good choice.
…
There is one hour left until the end of Ghost Festival.
The gate to the underworld slowly opened.
A strong negative energy emerged.
On the other side of the door, the view of the underworld is revealed.
The cries of countless ghosts came from the depths.
Some ghosts who felt they had completed their mission returned satisfied.
And those experienced ancestors also brought their own packing bags and entered the gate of the underworld in advance.
"The anchor can take a break. This overtime is too intense."
“Why do I feel that the host is more serious?”
"Same here. The other ghost messengers seem a little nervous. Why?"
"Fuck, that ghost messenger up there has also moved!"
Just when the fans thought it was finally over.
But I found something was wrong.
In a corner of the live broadcast screen, viewers can see the exposed half of the sky.
The first-class ghost messenger who had been guarding there suddenly started to move.
The ghost energy in his body suddenly increased to a higher level.
It seems that a great war that they are unaware of is about to begin.
Below.
All the ghost officials gave up their sacks and took up their weapons, ready for battle.
Every year, the Ghost Festival begins and ends.
These are the times when the ghosts and monsters react most strongly.
Seeing that they were about to return to the underworld, many ghosts who had been holding back for a whole day.
There will be a final counterattack at this time!
"coming!"
As soon as Jiang Lin finished speaking, he saw a ghost rushing out of the building.
The next moment, all the ghost officials rushed out from different directions.
Start the battle!
Come one, hit one.
Come on, knock on a pair.
There is no need for a sack, just use a stick to hit it towards the gate of the underworld.
If you accidentally slip...
It is also normal to knock ghosts into the wall or the ground.
"Ahhh I don't care! No one can stop me!"
"It's the last hour, I'm definitely going to scare people!"
"Everyone get out of the way, I want to make a shining debut!"
Ghosts rushed out from the darkness one after another.
After holding it in for a day, they had enough!
Let them go crazy one last time!
A ghost rushed directly above the busiest street.
Then he threw his head into the crowd.
"I must show you my brain—"
boom!
A ghost appeared below and knocked the head away with a stick.
The head hit the tall building with a thud.
The ghost moved his wrist and said, "Sorry, my hand slipped."
Before the head had time to cry, the ghost said, "Do it again!"
The next moment, a head flew high again.
“Ahhh—”
boom!
“Ouch!”
"Don't--"
"save--"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After flying like this three or four times, the head finally entered the gate of the underworld.
"woo woo woo woo……"
The ghost, who had already been frightened and crying, quickly ran in chasing his own head.
And the ghost messenger had already faced the next ghost that rushed into the crowd.
boom!
