Step by step, go up the stairs leading to the second floor of Ghost Gate.
I have walked many times, but none of them have been as heavy as today, so... I can't wait.
The second floor was already full of guards. The door didn't open. It can be clearly seen from the hollow carved windows, outside... is a sea of ghosts!
Countless ghosts!
Today, at this moment, none of the salaried ghost people are at home, and they all swarm around the square. The huge square with a radius of two kilometers, except for the ghost gate in the center, is full of ghost people in all directions. The ghost fire in their eyes formed a dazzling sea of stars.
Even if he was mentally prepared, Qin Ye's heart trembled when he saw this scene.
This is not comparable to any concert at all, even a concert of 100,000 people is not comparable to this scene.
Noisy, boiling and anti-Yingtian.
It is true that under this extreme solemnity, solemnity, and sense of ritual, there is no loud noise from the ghost people. However, everyone whispered a whisper, and at this moment, it also converged into a huge wave. Shocking.
"Sir, it's the last five minutes! Please prepare!" Secretary Jiang hurried over and whispered.
Including Listening Truth, everyone, even if they knew they had no right to speak, held their chests and took deep breaths at this moment.
At this moment, a huge shadowy light curtain appeared in the entire Huaguo prefecture, every city, every district, every county, every township and village. And on the light curtain, it is the scene of Chengxing Guimenguan Square!
In the far north, a ghost walking on the road stopped and looked at the sky in surprise. Around him, more ghost people stopped and looked at the scene that was enough to remember in the history books.
Look at the endless sea of ghosts and fires.
Look at the high-profile attic.
In the far south, under the curtain of light, thousands of Yin spirits gathered in an instant, and farther away, an old man, a young man... Both men and women, the eyes of the whole city gathered in the air.
In the West, how many cities and how many towns are silent at this moment. The sense of ritual that is as grand as the sea and as vast as a star, rushed through the whole body like an electric current. The ghost fire jumped wildly for no reason, staring at the light curtain in the air without blinking.
Five minutes, four minutes, three minutes... one minute... zero!
At the moment when the countdown to zero on the light curtain. All the ghost people in the country felt their hair stand up.
The countdown to the past is over.
Brush brush! At the same time, above the light curtain, the entire salary-bearing ghosts disappeared. Only the ghost fire galaxy near Guimenguan Square is left.
There is no surprise, no panic, instead, there is a dignified tsunami, a prelude to the ecstatic storm!
The country is quiet.
Quietly waiting... That step towards a new era.
The next second, a familiar melody resounded across more than 11 million square kilometers. From south to north, from east to west, it is magnificent and passionate, with a strong sense of mission and responsibility, echoing across the country.
That was the sound of the national anthem.
Qin Ye didn't change the national anthem. This song... represented too many things, carried too much recognition, and shouldered too many dreams.
March of the Volunteers.
In the abyss that human beings cannot step, it slowly sounds in this bottomless darkness.
After the impassioned music, I don't know how many ghost people, and the ghost fire suddenly turned red.
This is the mark of the times. It is a strand of soul, a root.
"Get up... People who don't want to be slaves... take our flesh and blood..." A young man hoarsely sang along with the music in a hoarse voice.
Not only him, but more people sang softly when the melody sounded. However... tens of millions of people sang softly, forming an untidy but majestic chorus!
This is... the first time the national anthem has sung through the Yin Division.
And it's not just salary.
One by one the cities that Cheng Xian can’t see, the Yin spirits, no matter how long they have been down, whether they follow Cheng Xian to Pengqiu, and then step by step until today’s old ghost people, regardless of gender, age, or child, this moment , all sang along softly.
The sound of the national anthem was flying all over the earth, and a strong sense of national pride, belonging, and self-confidence rushed into the hearts of all Yin spirits at this moment.
Three minutes later, the national anthem ended. Immediately afterwards, the pitch-black salary suddenly burst into countless lights.
Not fireworks.
Instead, all the lanterns hanging in the corners of the attic were lit together. No lights, better than lights. The entire salary is shrouded in a golden color. At this moment, all the ghosts and ghosts in front of the light curtain jumped.
The door opened.
The door to the second floor of the ghost gate finally opened.
The lights shone all over the city in the dark, and this scene will surely be amazed in ordinary times. But now, the whole square is full of awe. Only heavy breathing.
Qin Ye was in the middle, Aluo Shasao, Di Ting were on the left and right, Oda Nobunaga and his son were on both sides, and they were lined up one after the other.
Amid everyone's attention, Qin Ye slowly took a few steps forward. Just because of these few steps, the whole city was silent, not even the sound of breathing, and there was only silence.
Anticipation for a dynasty to unfold.
Respect for an era coming to an end.
Even if he wanted to scream with excitement, he could only desperately clench his fists and widen his eyes.
"Today, we are gathered here to celebrate the grand event." Qin Ye's voice resounded throughout the city, he glanced at it, and unexpectedly, for some unknown reason, his beating heart suddenly calmed down.
The pair looked at his ghost fire expectantly, and the Yin spirits looked excited. Isn't that proof of his success
Starting from a salary, and here is where the curtain of a new era is unveiled... If you can stand here, you deserve it.
He did a lot for the salary, and the ghost people recognized him. What's so nervous
Thinking of this, his mind suddenly flew out. Looking at the manuscript in his hand again, some did not want to read along the manuscript.
He had read this manuscript, and it was well written. But something is missing.
feel.
His own feelings, this is the part that outsiders cannot ghostwrite. Originally, in the previous tense atmosphere, he had already agreed with this manuscript. But now... he has something to say.
"One day six years ago, the underworld was formed here." He spoke slowly. The team of secretaries at the door behind them all gasped. Secretary Jiang rounded his eyes and looked at the Yin Ling beside him: "Is there this sentence in the manuscript?"
"No!" The secretary was also sweating profusely: "Does the King of Hell want to leave the manuscript? Can he handle this situation?"
"There's nothing I can do if I can't control it. My head has been opened, so I can only go on!"
Qin Ye didn't know the anxious eyes of the secretaries behind him, he just followed his heart and said confidently: "You may not have imagined how small the underworld was at that time. I am afraid it is only the size of a village. The only building is this ghost gate. ."
"There is a forest around, a real forest, not a metaphor. We started from the poor and the poor. At that time... I never dreamed that six years later, I would be able to stand here and preside over the founding ceremony of a billion people."
"Founding a country... For us at that time, it was like a dream."
There is no gorgeous rhetoric, no official language piled up, or even beautiful. But... sincere.
Nothing can exchange people's hearts, only people's hearts can be exchanged. Comparing the heart to the heart, there are countless Yin spirits, and there are even a small number of Yin spirits who have come from the salary era. Hearing this sentence, I can't help but have mixed feelings.
"It's more than you didn't think... How could we think of..." Huang Liangchuan was also in the Yin Spirit group. Hearing these words, he sighed with emotion and closed his eyes. Then he opened it and looked at Cheng Xian, who was full of lights: "How could you have imagined that... in six years, the underworld can come this far..."
"At that time, no one knew what the road ahead was. We faced one riot after another. Just myself, I calmed down twice." Qin Ye seemed to see himself six years ago, around the gate of hell at that time. It's all forest, and one by one Yin spirits are resting listlessly under the trees. But now, looking around, pavilions and pavilions are rubbing shoulders one after another.
I deserve this job...
As if a little spark exploded in his heart, he continued: "In the Tsushima Strait, take Yao into the Tianmu Bowl, welcome the twelve Tianluo's court meeting, send troops to Pengqiu, lay down Pengqiu, and then use Pengqiu as a starting point to spread the entire underworld... Six years of pacifying the country... It's like a dream."
He lowered his head and looked at the surrounding ghost fire galaxy, his voice was a little hoarse, and he said solemnly: "But today, we can finally raise our heads and say proudly - the collapse of China and the underworld for a hundred years, reunite!"
"All ethnic groups, once again become one family! The cycle of yin and yang has been balanced, and there will no longer be gathering places, nor will there be a situation where ghosts have nowhere to go and don't know the way forward!"
"Under the banner of the Great Qin Dynasty, we will go further, carry forward the past and forge ahead, and pioneer and innovate."
"So..." His eyes became serious, his chest heaved slightly, his mouth seemed to contain a flame, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "As the third leader of the underworld, this official solemnly announces."
"The third underworld of China, the Great Qin Dynasty, was established at this moment!"
The more language you have, the more power you lose.
He didn't want too much emotion, and he didn't want too much nonsense. He hoped that this brief but condensed force would penetrate into the hearts of every Yin spirit.
Let them be proud of the four characters of the Great Qin Dynasty.
Let all Chinese ghosts hold their heads high in the underworld because of their country.
silence.
In the next second, there will be earth-shattering applause and hoarse cheers!
Like standing in a basin, there are landslides and tsunamis in all directions. Tens of millions of ghost people cheered in unison, making Cheng Xian tremble. This scene, with the yin and light curtains, reached thousands of households!
"Then I'll leave it to you." Qin Ye whispered to Di, his figure turned into a cloudy wind and drifted away. In the next second, he appeared in his office, and here, Wang Chenghao and Zhao Yun were already waiting for him.
Qin Ye sat on a chair. Close your eyes and take deep breaths to calm yourself down as quickly as possible.
He is not worried about the announcement of the whole country, as long as he has military power, no one dares to rebel.
The following is the real thing to face.
Teleconference to the Global Reaper!
This is the first appearance of the third underworld of China in the world. The shock caused can be imagined. This is what he really has to take seriously.