Very good.

Qin Ye thinks that he should take off the sign of what happened after his death and replace it with "Sunset Red Ghost Amusement Center"?

Put on the most dazzling national style.

Perfect.

No...... This kind of dove occupies the magpie's nest, is it good? Do you know how much this coffin costs?

Qin Ye's eyes carried ice spears, cold ice arrows, and flame explosion techniques...... Desperately emitting the light of death, the grandmother turned a deaf ear, but smiled at a few old women: "What is my grandson?" ”

"Yes, the skin is quite white, and you don't need to buy skin care products after you go down. Nine cylinders. "At first glance, it is a short-lived one, and you can enjoy a few more years of happiness below. Three loaves. "Bar! 50,000 ...... There is also a family business, and the coffin banknotes, paper people, and paper horses are all ready, which is the rhythm of being ready to go down and enjoy happiness at any time? ”

"Is the way down ready? Someone came to advise you, drowning is uncomfortable. The dead look is not very beautiful. "Wait! Cut, 1470,000...... By the way, it's not good to hang up, the tongue is dragged out three feet long, and it's very troublesome to roll it back. "It is advisable to get into a car accident and adjust the angle once and for all. If the position is delicate, it will not break the phase and there will be no pain. Spiral ascended into the sky and exploded in an instant. ”

I'm Nima!

Is there any royal law in this way?!

Isn't the usual way to open "how is my grandson" supposed to be "good, good behaved" and "what grade is it?" "Are you literate?" Is it?

Why is this weird way of reading now? Are you thinking too far ahead?

Wrong......

Who the hell is your grandson! Don't recognize your relatives!

Qin Ye was so blocked that a mouthful of reverse blood did not spurt out, and his face turned black into the bottom of the pot. Grandma took a comfortable puff of cigarette and said lightly, "Take a closer look." ”

Sunset Red turned his head and took a closer look, and the smiles on everyone's faces disappeared. The mahjong in his hand was also put down.

The four of them looked at each other, and after a few seconds, an old lady tentatively asked her grandmother, "What ......is this?" Tai Sui? ”

The sound of mahjong sounded again, eight hands and mahjong, grandma smiled: "In front of the old body, he has to say no...... Let's just assume he's not...... Who, pour some rootless water, the water in this yang world is a little spicy. ”

Ahh......hhh Has it changed from grandson to who......

The so-called rootless water is rain, which does not touch the sky, does not touch the ground, and does not touch yin and yang, which is the only thing that grandma has used this week.

Qin Ye took four cups, put them on the coffin board, turned his head and left.

Don't mess with me, bother.

This mahjong game was carried out directly until midnight, and when the bell just rang at twelve o'clock, my grandmother stood up and sighed...... This should be our last mahjong game. ”

With her figure, the three old ladies stood up in unison, bowed slightly to their grandmother, and turned into four green smoke and dissipated beside the coffin.

"What is this?" Qin Ye asked curiously.

Grandma didn't answer immediately, and laboriously took out an old oil lamp from the coffin, covered with dust, and hammered her waist: "Five ghosts are lucky." ”

“…… Do you play mahjong with five ghost fortunes? ”

"You know the! Today, I made 1.2 billion in one day, why is it not the fortune of the five ghosts! ”

She has a point...... Qin Ye was speechless.

"Do you know what day it is?" Grandma sat on the bed, restrained her smile, and looked directly at Qin Ye. Without waiting for him to speak, he said in a deep voice: "In the middle of July, ghosts are running around, and today is the last day of the Yu Lan Festival. It's also when the door of the ghost closes. ”

"When a person's life is about to end, it is the day when he enters the ghost gate for the first time. But...... There are too many souls in the underworld, and there are relatively few yin differences. There are always souls floating out there that are not aware of it in time. After a long period of unreported activity, the soul is left with only the instinct of longing for the underworld and loses consciousness. These spirits are called planktonic spirits. The three Halloween festivals are the time to take them down. ”

"You...... Do you understand? ”

When Grandma got serious, Qin Ye seemed to feel that she was in the center of the torrent. He has seen too much and knows that this is the momentum, the movements, demeanor, and words shown by his extreme confidence, which affect others.

It's hard to imagine that such an old man who is about to die would have such a terrifying momentum on his body.

Qin Ye couldn't help but restrain his smile, and said after a moment of silence, "What do you mean...... The one who took 'it' and died in seven days? ”

Grandma nodded. Qin Ye frowned slightly, and then said, "I can't find him, but, tonight, this person will definitely go to the Ghost Gate?" ”

Grandma snorted. Qin Ye looked at her face cautiously, and frantically probed: "So...... You say you're going to tell me, it's ......"

A sly smile appeared on Grandma's face, and before she finished speaking, she took Qin Ye's hand and pulled it suddenly, Qin Ye didn't have time to scream, and her eyes went dark. When everything was clear, he couldn't help but gasp.

Black, white and blue, a three-color world!

As far as the eye could see, everything became black and white, whether it was the room or the bed, there was a trace of cyan smoke between them. And he actually saw his body, with his eyes closed, being held by his grandmother, holding a hand, sitting upright on a chair!

The two of them are like two stone sculptures, not moving at all.

"It's ...... Soul? He looked at his hands in amazement, and his grandmother's identity and strength improved again.

He has seen a lot of methods of conjuring spirits, monks and Taoists have them, but no one has ever been able to make people out of the body with a gentle pull! Compared to her, those so-called conjuring spirits are simply weak!

"First, don't look back." Grandma leaned over and lit the ancient lamp.

This lamp is very unique, it is an ancient square lamp, about the size of a palm, with a bronze texture. However, on the lamp cover above, two carps, one black and one white, were drawn.

"Hammerstone?"

"Shut up...... Second, don't open your mouth. Grandma's body moved, and as she took the first step, the black, white and blue world shook slightly, and Qin Ye clearly felt that the temperature dropped rapidly, and the fog gradually thickened.

In all directions, the cyan fog seemed to come alive, but after a few seconds, all that was left around them was a sky of clouds, a sea of mist. In the whole world, that lamp is the only source of light.

In the turbulent sea of fog, he seemed to hear the wails of countless people.

"Hold this. Also, pull on my clothes. Taking the thing in his hand, Qin Ye took a closer look, it was a willow leaf.

As soon as I took it in my mouth, a warm sensation immediately spread to the tip of my tongue. He grabbed his grandmother's clothes, and the two of them finally began to walk.

"This road is not walked by the living." Even if he had a stomachful of questions, Qin Ye didn't speak. After walking for twenty minutes, my grandmother's voice came hoarse from the front: "You living people, call it Huangquan Road." However, Huangquan Road is actually divided into three sections. Lethe River ferry, Meng Po died, and finally arrived in the capital city. We're just on the first leg of the road. ”

She pointed around: "These cyan mist are the yin qi of ghosts. It was supposed to be pure black, but the yang energy in the yang world was too heavy, and the two sides were opposed, forming this cyan yin energy. ”

"As soon as any living creature opens its mouth here, the yang energy is discharged, and it is like a lighthouse in a tsunami. Countless ghosts will think of everything in their yang world, some are nostalgic, some are reluctant, these ghosts who have not yet drunk Meng Po soup will tear this person to pieces. So, don't open your mouth. ”

Qin Ye's eyes blinked, and he suddenly thought in his heart, so much yin qi ...... It's all caused by the ghost gate?

According to what my grandmother said before, today the ghost door is closed, and countless floating spirits enter the underworld. But...... This is so special that it is simply converging into a sea, how many ghosts and things have gathered to form such a terrifying yin qi?

Are the employees of the prefecture derelict in their duties?

At this moment, a faint sigh came from ahead: "Don't look back, it's because on this road, there is a creature called the echo worm." Just open your mouth and he'll talk to you. This kind of echo insect is the condensation of countless obsessions. Once caught, it will talk to it on this path for thousands of years. Forever lose the chance to reincarnate. ”

Qin Ye gently pulled her grandmother's cuffs, and her grandmother smiled and said, "Are you wondering, why does the old man talk so much, but not a single echo worm comes up?" ”

"Because...... They don't dare. ”

"Scatter." With this word, her tied white hair suddenly spread out, dancing without the wind. The fog in all directions was like a turbid wave emptying and pouring down.

Everything in front of him finally became clear, Qin Ye only glanced at it, and immediately took a deep breath, only to feel a chill down his spine.

Where is the road under their feet, but ...... A silver-white skeleton!

This skeleton is quite huge, at least 100 meters wide, endless in length, quite flat, and looks like it should be a cervical vertebrae. And just on either side of them, countless people...... There are countless people, some in suits and leather shoes, some in T-shirts and jeans, and some in dresses...... They are walking towards the end of the skeleton together!

The illusion was hazy, his expression was numb, and his body exuded Dao Yin Qi from time to time. What's even more terrifying...... These ghosts are still the same as they were before they died!

Someone's tongue sticks out and his eyes bulge. Some people looked distorted, their limbs were broken, and they could only climb over the bridge with half of their bodies. Others had their heads shattered, and some had a large slit in their chest and abdomen...... It's a Death Expo!

The Living Dead Expo.

The living dead, just floating in mid-air, moved with them on their feet.

On the last day of the Yu Lan Festival, the ghost door is closed, and in the dark night when you can't see your fingers, the vast ghosts accompany the living people to walk this yin and yang road.

Right next to you, right behind you.

However, as he couldn't help but gasp, people from all directions suddenly stopped.

Hundreds, thousands, thousands of illusory ghosts, all paused in unison. And then...... The body does not move, the head is turned like a machine, half of the head, the long tongue hanging, and even ...... Without a head, countless scalp-numbing gazes looked at Qin Ye at the same time!

Greedy, confused...... At this moment, Qin Ye's body trembled, and a strong sense of coldness rushed to his heart. At the same time, Tian Ling patted a thin hand, and the coldness of his body disappeared immediately. All the ghosts beside him stared at him for thirty seconds, then turned their heads away, aimlessly.

Knock Knock...... Qin Ye touched his chest, his heart was beating wildly, and the moment countless ghost heads looked at it, his hairs almost stood on end.

"Look there." Grandma's withered fingers pointed in one direction. Qin Ye glanced at it, and suddenly covered his mouth, his pupils shrunk.

In the distance, where the yin air is filled, you can see a figure as big as several small mountains. I can't see exactly what it is, it seems to be ...... Bed bugs magnified countless times. In the darkness, the two green eyes burned with flames, and the flames flickered on and off. And it's ...... It's full of people!

A living person, or, a living soul.

Everyone was desperately talking about something, and the closest person to them was more than ten meters away.

Echo worms, human pupas!