With the announcement of the Zhongyuan Grand Ceremony, the entire underworld became busy.
Officials are busy, whether senior officials or civil servants, the collective exchange of 20 million ghosts is not a trivial matter, and Bigan Island is not just a playground, there are also various clothing stores, food stores, beverage stores, clothing stores... And These all require the unified deployment of the government.
Not to mention the civil servants, the daily registration, exchange, and recording the opinions of the various communities on the Mid-Autumn Festival... I am so busy that I can't touch the ground!
Ordinary Yin spirits are also busy. Every day, the central area is lined with endless lines, and even the entire underworld almost stopped the next day. So, in the evening of the second day, four new exchange points appeared in the four major districts, each with 2,000 windows. So far, the number of civil servants at the bottom of Pengqiuguang has reached tens of thousands of Yin spirits!
With the passage of time, every minute, every second... more and more Yin spirits exchanged for new coins, until this moment, they felt the boulder in their hearts falling, and they began to wait like cats and winter bears with red eyes The coming of New Year's Day.
They are apprehensive. Although they have already experienced the difference between the underworld and the sun, they still don't know how different they can be. I only know that there is no need to broadcast the announcements in the underworld, and the whole city can be notified in real time. During the reign of Confucius, it was almost never seen in front of people. Therefore, when they held the Ming banknotes in their hands, all they were thinking about was why the other side of the island had not appeared.
The Ming note is very beautiful, with a white background and black borders, the front side is a sketch of Qin Ye's shadowy shape, the back side is Fengdu City, and the bottom two corners outline the blooming flowers of the other side. For these sample coins, Huang Liangchuan, who is far away in Baoan, can be said to have worked hard.
Time does not speed up with people's anxiety, it maintains its inherent pace, slowly but never stopping towards the fifteenth.
On August 10th, at ten o'clock in the morning time, the sky split open with a crimson gap. Then, in the shocking gaze of all the Yin spirits, a giant claw slammed down and shot a giant claw directly outside the city of Pengqiu. pit. Immediately after that... the thick clouds in the sky began to spin wildly, and finally... a terrifying cloud hole of tens of thousands of meters was formed!
The blue-white thunder snakes roared in it, and the deafening thunder resounded throughout the city. I don't know who first discovered this scene, it's impossible to know, and then, thousands, tens of thousands, 100,000, 100,000, 10,000,000 Yin spirits all looked at the sky, and the next second, the originally quiet Pengqiu. Instantly crowded!
it has started.
The long-awaited Zhongyuan Grand Ceremony, the preparatory work has finally begun!
Those cat-worn bears, those Yin spirits who couldn't see any movement a few days ago and were anxious like ants in a hot pot. At this moment, I just felt refreshed and the big stone fell to the ground. Even if you can't see what the scenery is like outside the towering city walls, but... the dark clouds flying from the city head and the ghost fires floating in the sky are enough to prove how vast the underworld project is!
Listen to the shot!
It only took ten minutes from the loud voices to the audible needles falling. That sense of anticipation and intense excitement made all the ghosts' scalps go numb! They stared straight at the sky. In this much-anticipated silence, fifteen minutes later, there was a loud bang, and the black tide fell from the sky. Shatter all calm and completely ignite all expectations!
The flying stream went down three thousand feet, and it was suspected that the Yellow River had fallen for nine days.
The sky seemed to collapse, and the water was pitch-black, but not turbid, but so black that it was crystal clear, like black glass stacked together. The roar that resounded through the earth overwhelmed the cheers from all the city, and it rang out for several hours before it stopped. When the faint sound of waves came from outside the city, the whistles and cheers in the city were about to tear the sky apart. Any slightly taller building is filled with countless Yin spirits, stretching their necks and looking out of the city wall.
It's a pity that the city wall is too high to see the outside situation at all. However, the more this is the case, the more it makes them restless and restless.
On August 11th, the sky split open again, and countless facilities descended from the sky. The Zhongyuan Grand Ceremony was like a girl with a half-covered pipa, constantly seducing the hearts of all Yin spirits. And this time, the veil was lifted again, the huge Ferris wheel, the pirate ship, the water park... Like pieces of chess held by invisible giant hands, swarming from the vortex.
Excitedly watching them flying in the sky, if the picture of mythical magic, in response to it, is the rapid spread of new coins. All the ghost people understand that the underworld is really going to be done! This is not empty talk!
It turns out that Yin Si can also have entertainment.
It turns out that it's not that you can't do it, but that you have the willpower to do it.
At this moment, all Yin spirits have a feeling of being cherished.
There are four days left until the Chinese New Year.
The Ministry of Finance of the Underworld has issued trillions of coins. On average, each Yin spirit is about 50,000 coins per 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 coins. Otherwise, one month's time will not be printed at all. The money printing machines are not powerful enough, the electricity supply is even less sufficient, and alternative energy sources have not yet been found.
August 12, 4pm.
The first batch of city guards were replaced, and immediately, all the friends and neighbors who knew them rushed over like a tide. The usually inaccessible residences are surrounded by water, and similar questions erupt like volcanoes: "What is it?" "Can Bigan Island catch up with the Chinese New Year's Day?" "How many more completed?" "Is it the same as a miracle?"
However, the answer to them was the infinite emotion of the guards, as if they were still immersed in myths and legends.
"It's really shocking... I really can't think of it, there is such a way to build the island of the other side... The language can't describe it, you all know it in the early morning of the 15th... "
"Anyway... It's indescribably spectacular, just looking at it, I can't help but rush in and have a good time!"
That night, the exchange reached its peak, and 430 billion new coins were exchanged overnight. So far, more than 60% of the ghost people in Pengqiu City have exchanged their savings.
On the 14th, four consecutive days of preparations finally came to an end on this day. In the afternoon, without warning, when a batch of equipment fell again, the cloud hole in the sky finally slowly closed.
Silence.
In the next second, the whole city burst into earth-shattering cheers! After get off work, the ghosts of the whole city flocked to the exit of the city wall. At seven o'clock in the sun, outside the four gates, the crowd was dark like a cloud, and the countless ghosts were like stars in summer. Excited discussions converged into a turbulent tide, and the blasted Pengqiu hummed endlessly.
Tang An was also in the group of Yin spirits, and the excitement in his heart almost rushed out of his chest, he wanted to scream, and he wanted to roar! I want to talk to others!
The last five hours are the Zhongyuan Grand Ceremony!
He has already made a perfect plan in his mind, where to go first, where to go, and then where to go. He wanted to find like-minded friends to talk to, scream on the roller coaster, and rush to the lake in the water park. However, he suddenly realized... Among the yin spirits, young people are actually a minority...
"Old Tang, where are you going first? Let's go together?" Just when he couldn't help but join the sunset red discussion team not far away, a man's voice suddenly sounded, he turned his head and looked at his face immediately He showed an uncontrollable smile, and the other party did the same.
That is something only peers can understand, the suffocation that I desperately want to talk about, but has nowhere to vent. Now, finally, as if seeing the underground party, they looked at each other and smiled.
"Dark Spaceship!" Tang An said without hesitation: "I've been fascinated by that thing for too long! The statue of the God of Destruction is so handsome that it explodes! I haven't been to an amusement park before! How about you?"
"Same! Shall we be together?" The two were not in the same block. They had met a few times before and nodded, but now, like old friends, they talked about everything.
"It's a pity... I didn't get a thousand masters 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, don't you go to the Yin Yang Lantern first?"" Are you kidding me? Look at this dark crowd of Yin spirits? Those uncles and aunts from the 1930s, 1950s and 1960s have already seized the strategic high ground! Can you squeeze in?"
Like this picture, there are too many inside the city wall, young, middle-aged, old people of all ages, spontaneously form their own circles, and share their own guesses with great interest. 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 his eyes warm. If ghosts have tears, I am afraid that some people are already crying at this moment.
The entire Poncho is full of energy that has never been seen before. It is so dense that it can hardly be melted, and this kind of vitality cannot even match the measures to return the sun when it was announced. Now, like a young volcano, ready to erupt!
As the ones who planned all this, the sense of identity and satisfaction in their hearts is beyond words!
"Are you all ready?!" As the leader of the Mid-Year Festival, Zhang Zeguang, Minister of Spiritual Affairs, was still "returning the sun", and Vice Minister Ye Su shouted excitedly: "Ten o'clock! Ten o'clock officially starts! The department is in place! No one is allowed to make any mistakes!!"
"Yes!!" Downstairs, thousands of civil servants responded in unison.
As time passed by, within the city wall, the Yin Ling Galaxy before the Poncho was laid down that day has reappeared. Unlike at the time, it was spontaneous.
Spontaneous gathering over time.
Spontaneously waiting for... the arrival of twelve o'clock.
The spectacular scene is comparable to the annual New Year's Eve ceremony in the East China Sea, or even better.
Time seems to be passing so slowly at this moment, just when ten o'clock came, the bell on the Lijing Palace rang, and without warning, countless fireworks rushed into the air and bloomed in the dark night.
One after another rays of light rushed into the sky, and then turned into broken jade and scattered all over the sky. The first wave is silvery white, like snow in winter, and there is a lot of excitement. Of course, before the first wave subsided, the second wave of crimson fireworks burst into the night just like the waves pushing the first wave.
It is like a cluster of flowers, like a hundred flowers blooming, rushing into the night from low to high in an extremely orderly manner, wantonly swaying the moment's youth, the dark night sky of the underworld, this moment, colorful and splendid.
Illuminated the eternal night, and also illuminated the obsessed and excited faces below.