There are a lot of joyful things in a person's life, and there are also a lot of exciting things, but there are generally not too many things to look forward to, Qin Fen wants to shout to God now, is it really good that you give me so much expectation in a day?

With both hands on the other party's shoulders, Qin Fen's body automatically tensed, numb, as an upright person, he really needs to be honest.

Qin Fen thought fiercely, his hands flew up, rookies are actually like this.

"Go down!"

What's that? Qin Fen was stunned.

"Are you sure?" Qin Fen still asked, this is what you asked, and I actually refused.

"Hmm." The female ruffian is very calm, and you can't see it anyway.

That's what you said, don't hit me when the time comes. Qin Fen looked at the other party's back, pressed his hands up, and he was really good at it.

Time always goes fast, and it only takes a few days from Qixi to Zhongyuan, take a short rest, and five or six days will pass in the blink of an eye.

During this time, Chef Qin stayed at home honestly, and every time he met Sun Yating, his face was strange, and he was a little afraid to look at the other party, because when he saw it, he would think of that day, and this picture was too strong.

And the female ruffian also did what a landlord should do, taking care of Qin Fen for a day, making Chef Qin, who was holding his breath, feel uncomfortable.

Song Shaoqing didn't know what he was busy with, he couldn't see anyone all day long, the two were basically alone, and the aura of embarrassment was everywhere.

July 14 is coming, go for a walk outside, Qin Fen can also see a lot of people start to burn paper before the night, and the clear night sky is also covered with a strange atmosphere today.

Depressing, mysterious, uncomfortable.

Today is the thirteenth, according to the tradition of the lunar calendar, tomorrow is the seventh and a half days, that is, the first day of the Midyear Festival, and after twelve o'clock is the day when the ghost door opens.

The world worships ancestors in harmony, but the night of the earth fairy world is shrouded in a large fog that cannot be dissolved.

Somewhere in the Earth Immortal Realm, the space began to fluctuate strangely, and a big mountain came into existence from nothing. From a distance, the whole mountain was pitch black, filled with black smoke, and clouds drifted from the mountain to the sky. Even when the moonlight shines, it cannot penetrate the thick smoke.

The fluctuations continued, and a whisper echoed in the space, like crying, and a large number of noises swayed around. The sound is silent, the insects are reduced, and the birds and beasts are extinct.

The loud voices were laughter, roars, joy, cruelty, young and old, men and women, like a monstrous tide beginning to flutter out.

Above the black mountain. One hall after another, no more, no less, exactly ten.

A one-way road from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain rushes down, the peaks on both sides rise, and around the road, rows of gloomy sweaters in black uniforms appear, holding blades, and the blades flashing with a cold cold light.

There is a wall at the foot of the mountain, which is also full of jailers on all sides, and there is a big prison word behind it.

Green flames lit up on the walls and painted the surroundings with color. It was gloomy, and at this moment, Qin Fen took his mobile phone, closed the door, and clicked on the video. With the opening of the Xuanguang Technique, he also had a panoramic view of the Ghost Land Yin Mountain.

"This light is very similar to the light of the teaching building in high school, it seeps people when you look at it, and I don't know what the school leaders thought at the time, it's like a ghost door." Qin Fen complained.

watched the four major judges come out in the picture. Standing behind him is black and white impermanence, the two yin gods seem very calm at the moment, holding a mourning stick in one hand and a spiritualist order in the other, that is, black impermanence is very painful, and the good friend has a calm face, but he uses his hand to pull his hair and smooth the bangs.

I'm going to go, this sissy is really sharp. Qin Fen looked at these two people and it was really painful, and when he saw the other party's crying stick, he thought fiercely, isn't this stick a bit much?

Qin Fen is very relaxed, the Midyear Festival is a lively one for him, everything he can do is done, just watch the end.

The Yin Gods are also very calm, this time Lu Ju has made great contributions, and has been appointed by the Ten Halls Yama to be responsible for everything this time, in the words of Chef Qin, this is the leader of the working group, awesome.

Glancing at the sky, the sky was getting darker and the time was getting closer.

Qin Fen was also waiting boredly, it was not too early now, and he was not worried about the female ruffian looking for trouble, he could happily take a look at what kind of gameplay the Midyear Festival was on the side of the Heavenly Court.

Woo woo, a large number of suppressed low roars appeared from the mountain, and rows of figures began to be visible to the naked eye from transparent, facing the mobile phone, Qin Fen's hand shook fiercely, and at a glance, it was black and pressing, and there was no end in sight, as if the entire Yin Mountain was swallowed up by the crowd, and people of all kinds of clothes stood quietly, looking at the full moon in the sky.

The green ghost fire began to burn everywhere, and the entire Yin Mountain seemed to be ignited by flames, and it was in a sea of fire.

Lu Juan stood on the wall and looked around quietly, "How is the arrangement?" ”

Cui Juan nodded, "Everything is arranged according to which immortal, the internal space of Yinshan is properly arranged, the garden party, the chess and card room, and the buffet arranged by the god of food are all in place now, and the jailer has arranged it." Shangxian is really clever, unparalleled in the world, such bad ideas can be thought of, and they are kept with entertainment, and they are a little depressed to think about.

Our old clichés don't seem to work anymore, and we have to innovate in order to make these guys feel fresh, but traditional items such as storytelling, jokes, and juggling are also arranged, and you shouldn't go wrong with the help of immortals this time. ”

"Hopefully, but don't make a noise about this matter, don't talk about the immortals, the immortals are unpredictable, be careful that he hears them!"

Cui Juan was stunned for a moment, "It's not so nonsense." ”

Qin Fen smiled, I heard it, you wait. If the prime minister measures it, you will be unlucky.

Lu Juan nodded, turned his head and lowered his voice, "How are you arranging the bull head and horse noodles, the time is almost up." ”

"It's all right, as early as after the Qixi Festival, I arranged for the jailer to find out the thorns and prestige in the eighteenth-story prison with which he had a good relationship, and gave them several lessons, it was the dragon who lay on my stomach, and the tiger who lay on my stomach, through education, they are now very interesting, and they were taught to play chess and cards early in the morning, and they were used as points to spread out in the whole yin.

Spread by them, it has become quite popular, well received, and as soon as the ghost door opens, I will send a signal, and they will encourage cooperation below. Most of the ghosts who can't stand it will be dragged and played chess and card games, and there should be no major problems for two days. ”

"Well done." Lu Juan nodded, it is not advisable to rely on high pressure, Lu Juan is not stupid, he is also flexible.

Qin Fen was stunned when he heard the conversation of several people, how familiar you looked.

At the same time, he also understood Lu Juan's approach, people are social creatures, and so are ghosts, because they have not been reincarnated and have not drunk Meng Po soup, their memories are retained, and they still continue to live their way of life.

When the bell rang at twelve o'clock, the gate under the wall creaked and slowly opened, and a stream of black wind blew out of the gate, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop rapidly, and the surrounding grass and trees were hung with a layer of black frost.

The group of ghosts began to stare at the door with their eyes shining, this is a once-a-year release, one by one, ready to go out to have a good time and have a big meal.

"The hell is open!" Lu Juan waved his hand, and the jailer pulled out the blade violently and shouted, "Silence! ”

The bull head stood on the high point and made a few strange cleanups, and a melodious Sanskrit sound sounded not far away at the same time.

"Lu Juan, the ghost gate has been opened, according to the decree of the Bodhisattva of the Earth, but all those who are not pure-hearted, those who commit great crimes, and those who are dedicated to the Buddha, we will all take them away!" (To be continued.) )