Tang An was so excited that his whole body was shaking.
The huge super playground greatly enriches the nightlife of the ghost people. However, this is just the beginning. I never imagined that the three major ghost festivals can still see relatives in the world!
Om... Just as the clamor of discussion gradually formed a tsunami, the illusory figure in mid-air pressed his palm slightly. Suddenly, all the Yin spirits found that they could no longer make a sound.
But it doesn't matter! The important thing is that every Yin spirit pricked up their ears and stared straight into the air.
The excitement of the eruption of the volcano was suppressed, what Qin Ye wanted was not for them to erupt now, but in the place where it should erupt.
For example... new currency exchange points.
I have done so much, only to pave the way for the last one. That is the real purpose of the underworld.
"Finally, the second rule is announced." He glanced around majestically, and said slowly: "Entering Bi'an Island, and all tickets to Bi'an Island, can only be purchased with new coins. The exchange location is the central area."
"The above, the reading is over. I also ask all ghost people to hurry up and exchange new coins. There is only one week left before the Mid-Yuan Festival."
Swipe... After saying those words, Qin Ye's figure drifted away quietly. At the same time, all the Yin spirits found that they could speak again.
Silence.
No one spoke. In the eyes of each other, only the ghost fire is burning violently.
Squeezed at the most exciting moment, they are now full of enthusiasm and have formed the ocean before the storm. Hidden excitement, with feigned composure, groups of ghost people began to quietly return to the room.
The group of yin spirits began to move... Tang An immediately discovered this, and only then did he react from the shock just now. Taking a deep breath, I was so excited that I wanted to find someone to pour it out, and I looked around. But seeing the middle-aged Yin Ling, who looked calm before, has already rushed towards the house desperately, and his eyes are turning red.
"Why are you still standing?" When he rushed past him, the middle-aged man said in surprise, "Let's go! What are you waiting for!"
"Oh... good! Immediately." Although he didn't know what the Yin Spirit was running, Tang An couldn't help but speed up. He didn't see that at this moment, the entire Pengqiu was like a galaxy disintegrating in all directions, and the ghosts and people quietly retreated and flew back to their room, as if Starbucks sold cat's claw cups...
"Uncle, don't worry, we live so close. Hey, tell me, which project do you want to play first?" Tang An said without realizing it. The excitement in my heart was completely uncontrollable, and I couldn't help but ask.
"Still playing projects?" The uncle has already started running: "What do you think... the people around you are running?"
Tang An shook his head, he was also inexplicable.
"Exchange money!!" The uncle almost growled through his teeth: "Did you not react? There is still a week left, and Pengqiu now has 20 million Yin spirits! Can you guarantee that you can exchange it within a week?"
"It can't be exchanged. Do you think you can participate in the Yin-Yang Lantern Project for the Mid-Yuan Festival?"
Before he finished speaking, he had already squeezed into the group of ghosts like a loach. However... Now it's even more waterlogged than before.
What the hell! ! !
Like a thunder blasting Tang An's ears, he finally reacted, and finally knew what the ghost group was floating about!
20 million Yin spirits... in a week... I'm a jerk!
All these first movers have reacted, and before most of the Yin spirits have reacted, they have already begun to seize the first high ground!
No longer dare to talk nonsense, he desperately squeezed towards the ghost group. At this moment, there was a clatter of armor on the city walls in all directions, and countless Yin soldiers appeared again.
"Guys, please abide by public order, and don't cause traffic jams to cause stampedes. Although Yin spirits won't die, the stampede will never feel good. There are 10,000 exchange windows in the central area, and there are sufficient preparations. Take it easy..."
However, no ghost could hear it.
The temptation of the world, the temptation of relatives, the temptation of entertainment, this tsunami... After being suppressed by Qin Yesheng, it finally broke out.
"Let me go! Let me go!!" An old woman Yin Ling, wearing clothes from the 1930s and 1940s, black mourning clothes, and even a white towel wrapped around her head, ran faster than anyone else, holding a white cloth bag in her hand, The voices were sharp: "Respect the old and love the young! Respect the old and love the young! Let me go over first! I am fast! There is not much money! The exchange will be finished soon!"
A young man in a short white coat turned his head in front of him with an indifferent expression: "Auntie... You are not necessarily older than me..."
"Are you kidding me?"
"What year are you from?"
"42 years, what?"
"I'm 22... dying early and looking young."
Similar scenes happened throughout the city of Poncho, not... or burst. The silence before, this moment is like a flood burst! It can be seen with the naked eye that the Yin spirits in the entire city are in a process of rushing, dispersing, gathering, and charging. In all directions, tsunami-like ghost fires rushed towards the central area, as if floods from all over the world were pouring back in an instant!
"Don't squeeze... Don't squeeze! All can be redeemed! What to squeeze?" "Hehe... You said it nicely, but don't push me." "Am I trying to push you? Who keeps yelling at me behind Lao Tzu! I I can't help myself!" "You still have the heart to joke? Look at this situation, can it be our turn tonight? We will go to work tomorrow."
"Brother, you are not wise enough. I have taken two days of leave in a row. In any case, all the inventory must be exchanged before the Mid-Autumn Festival!" "Isn't it? Can your leader approve?" "I'm sorry, the leader is two ahead of me. Ten meters away. He also took two days off…”
With excitement and hustle and bustle, the flooded seawater rushed into the main road leading to the central area.
The ghosts are densely covered, let alone in, you can't even move.
They are fast, but ghosts are faster! There are always some Yin spirits near the water tower, the result is... The main road and small streets that enter the central area from the four districts, but within ten minutes, they are already densely packed with excited Yin spirits. On both sides, there are javelin-like soldiers standing. Anyone who dares to jump in the queue and disrupt the order will be dragged out of the team immediately.
Renlong definitely surpasses any otherworldly star meet-and-greet! Various conferences! And... all with the look of not giving up until the goal is achieved!
sun room...
I have violated the sun room for decades...
In another week, you will be able to see familiar faces and hear nostalgic voices. At this time... even if you have diarrhoea!
No words, only hot breathing, and faces that were so excited that they were even a little distorted. Completely forgot that during the previous investigation of the new currency, their worries, their randomness, and the unwillingness of ordinary Chinese people to accept changes had already been shattered at this moment.
Tang An stood on one of the streets and sighed in despair.
Go forward and look at the endless head of people. Going back... You can't even turn around!
Not a single ghost left. All of them are like thirsty travelers in the desert, staring at the head in front of them, even if they can't see the shadow of the exchange window at all.
Jifuzhi: In the year 001 of the lunar calendar, Pengqiu set off a redemption boom for the first time. From the very beginning, it went into a frenzy.
The target turned out to be the new coin issued by the new government. Kong's currency, which had dominated Pengqiu for decades, played the prelude to its collapse at this moment.
… … … … … … …
On the fifth floor of the Lijing Palace, Qin Ye and Alsace, with the ministers beside them, stared at the city full of spiritual waves, almost reproducing the grand scene of the Yin Spirit Galaxy that day.
All the spirits were empty, rubbing shoulders one after another, but did not complain, only waited bitterly. The Minister of Finance finally breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not worth it for us to be busy for more than a month..."
"It's better for Mr. Qin to find an opportunity." A leader said with emotion: "It coincides with the Mid-Yuan Festival, and they take out the big killer such as meeting with Yangjian, even if they are indifferent to the new currency, and they have nostalgia for the late Kong era. After this week, Kong Mo's name will be completely buried in history."
A seasoned and prudent minister said: "We still have to wait until the Mid-Yuan Festival is over. The promotion of the new currency has a perfect beginning, but it still needs a grand end."
"Don't worry, at a time when entertainment is so barren, this handwriting will definitely make the word "underworld" imprinted in the hearts of the ghost people." "Yeah... Even when I saw it, I couldn't help but go in and have fun right away." "Key point Not in form, but—there is only one entertainment facility in the entire Poncho!"
Qin Ye slowly let out a sigh of relief.
The big stone in my heart loosened a little, currency is the foundation for any country. A country cannot live without business, this sentence is not a lie, and currency is the cornerstone of business! It can also increase the identity of the ghost people over time.
This is a nail in the coffin, and a lot of work will be much easier to do in the future.
However, it was not time for the boulder to fall.
The real test... is the day of Chinese New Year!
20 million Yin spirits, gathered in and around 10,000 square meters of land, countless exchanges, the safety of ghost people... This requires a pair of celestial eyes to closely monitor.
And Poncho, only he and Alsace can do this.
He secretly glanced at the other party, he hadn't told the other party yet, on the day of the Chinese New Year... He probably only had one hour...
On the 15th, the relics of Maoyuan were excavated simultaneously. Mo Changhao, the Special Investigation Department, and the SRC gathered together, and did not give him a chance to sneak in!
"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 came back to his senses: "Ah... oh, yes."
The other party raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "Are you a little absent-minded? Why?"
"It's nothing." Qin Ye said with a guilty conscience.
I have to say that women are creatures whose 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, you're not in the underworld, right?"
"Hahaha... how is that possible."
"That's good." Arthas retracted his gaze and said solemnly: "The government's face and the foundation of the underworld can all be suppressed, and any mistakes will be fatal at that time. You and I must monitor the entire In the playground, at least until the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, there will be an obvious decline in the ghost flow. Those two days... must survive!"
The more Qin Ye listened, the more guilty he became. He coughed dryly, "Is it necessary?"
"Yes." The yin wind blew Alsace's black hair, and she gently teased it: "Yin spirits also have various emotions and six desires. Any kind of desire is infinitely amplified, and it will become out of control. This is the root of the riot. You think you have Why is the beheaded anger called anger? Because it is a collection of angry emotions."
"During the Mid-Yuan Festival, the Yin Ling's seven emotions and six desires were placed at the highest level because they saw the pictures of the yang world. 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 promotion of currency, the arrival of the Taoist Lord, the first Zhongyuan Festival in a hundred years, we have already had a perfect beginning, seven days later... If there is no grand ending, Qin Yan... Do you know how many eyes are looking at this? If we don't do this well. Twenty million ghost people won't forgive us."
"You can't listen to the truth, neither will Twelve Tianluo, nor will the Taoist master! You will forever lose the chance to unify China in a peaceful way!"
"I don't know what you're embarrassing about, but you'd better figure out what is your job and what is a side job."