"Roar!"

For the first time, He Cheng completely let go of his momentum and roared, and swept the entire zombie town with a full explosion of momentum, and in an instant, all the zombies hiding in the corner of the dark room lay on the ground uncontrollably.

This roar is stronger than their king!

And this roar is announcing at this time that he will be the new king here!

He Cheng gathered the ten white-haired zombies who were about to be promoted to black zombies, and ordered them to maintain law and order and control the law and order of Zombie Town, then turned around and rushed to Renjia Town.

This group of zombies can't lift the moths, and even if they really want to do something, they will only add to his zombie army, although this may attract more Taoist priests and destroy the zombie town earlier.

The zombie town has survived until now, precisely because of its low profile.

He Cheng left in such a hurry because "the Midyear Festival is coming"

……

The midyear festival is commonly known as the Ghost Festival, Shi Gu, and the Seventh Half Festival, and is called the Obon Festival in Buddhism.

In the midyear festival, there is a custom of putting river lanterns and burning paper ingots.

The fifteenth day of the first month of the lunar calendar is called the Shangyuan Festival, which is the celebration of the Lantern Festival, which has existed in ancient times; July 15 is called the Midyear Festival, sacrificing to the ancestors; October 15 is called the Xia Yuan Festival, which is to eat cold food and commemorate the sages.

Legend has it that on the day of the Yuan Festival, all the ghosts will be released, and the people generally carry out ghost worship activities.

Renjia Town.

Nine Uncle Yizhuang.

"Wow, five thousand taels! Master, didn't you pay four thousand taels last year? ”

After only a few days of hard work, Qiusheng has already been alive and well, and the spirit that was sucked away by the female ghost has also returned.

For ordinary people, it is normal for them to be seriously ill for three months, but it is completely different for those who cultivate the Tao.

Ninth Uncle, Qiusheng's master and apprentice are printing money.

Someone's banknotes are printed, and ghosts naturally have them, and Uncle Nine is the outsourced person who prints the banknotes, and Yin Cao will issue the authority to him, and only the banknotes he prints can be used in this area.

However, this ghost printing money costs the ocean he earns to buy paper and ink, and the underworld has no subsidies, if it weren't for the face of Yan Jun and the ghosts, he wouldn't have done this loss-making business.

"Now that prices are rising, everything above has risen, and of course it has to rise a little bit below."

"Hehe, master, I didn't expect you to be impersonal, but you are quite ghostly, no wonder the following banks want to hire you as a bank class to print money."

"There's a lot of nonsense, go get seven hundred and forty-nine samples! When I'm done writing this notice, let's burn it below."

"Oh, good," Qiusheng reluctantly looked back.

Every time the master signs it, it is hidden, and it must be greasy, maybe it is a jealous and shameful name.

Qiusheng ran to the stack of bills, sped up, counted forty-nine in the blink of an eye, and ran to the table.

"Master, here!"

Qiusheng's neck stretched hard, but unfortunately the master reacted too quickly to cover it, and only saw a forest character.

"Look at what, these dark bills are all wrinkled, hurry up and get new ones! Don't go yet! ”

"Good"

Qiusheng agreed, just turned around and pretended to leave, and quickly turned his head to look.

"Wow, master, your name turned out to be Lin Fengjiao, haha, Gillian~, Gillian~, Gillian~"

"Smack!" A slap on the head and face.

"Gillian Gillian Gillian, doesn't it sound good? I'm telling you, if anyone else knows about it, I'll ask you! ”

Qiusheng knew that he had touched the tiger's fart/share, so he reluctantly took the dark money out and lit it to send it to the Difu Bank.

"Autumn Birth!"

Hearing the master calling for himself, Qiusheng trotted into the house.

"Qiusheng, what about Wencai? I haven't seen him all night."

"Oh, Wen only knew that he was short, and he wanted to occupy a seat to watch the play first"

"What a seat!" Uncle Nine hated iron and said: "Tonight's play is for ghosts!" ”

……

The small lotus lamp by the river floats along the water,

The two dolls happily ran around and accidentally kicked the inverted iron basin.

On the upside-down iron basin is a wooden board with rice, meat and vegetables, and fruits on it, and yellow paper is burned next to it.

"Two stinky boys!"

The old man who came back saw that the food was upside down, and he was so frightened that he quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "The little doll is not sensible, there are a lot of adults, and there are a lot of adults!" ”

To offer to the lonely souls and wild ghosts, what they ask is that the ghost door is open this night, and the well-fed wild ghosts will not come to the house to look for their mold.

By the stream, two beautiful women with bare feet splashing water saw this scene.

The woman in the purple veil broke the orange in her hand and said:

"Xiaoyu, we ate other people's oranges, why don't we help?"

"Well, listen to my sister"

The woman in white nodded, looking sad, but still waved her hand.

A yin wind blew.

In front of the old man who was kowtowing, there were seven or eight evil ghosts with green faces and fangs, they were eating happily, and suddenly someone overturned the table and felt angry.

The yin wind was like a whip, "snapping" on the demons, hitting them with illusory ghosts, screaming and fleeing.

The old man only thought that he would let him go if he kowtowed, and he didn't think that there were other ghosts who saved his life.

"Xiaoyu, your ability is really high, if I have your ability, I won't be able to help the master"

On the other side of the river, squatting under the willow tree, the police captain Ah Wei, who was taking off/untying his pants, was still having a stomach upset, because he had cheap hands and stole two chicken legs on the table.

The ghost eats and smells, and when he smells it, he is full, but the food also loses its fragrance.

Many families will eat the food left over by the ghosts, and this kind of food is not unlucky, but leaves the gratitude of the ghosts and gods.

But if you grab the food on the table, diarrhea is a trivial matter, and in severe cases, you may die of dehydration and exhaustion.

He was just about to wipe his ass/thigh, when a willow branch drooped/pulled down and covered his eyes.

Through the gap in the leaves, he suddenly saw two beautiful women sitting by the river opposite, looking no worse than his cousin Ren Tingting, and both of them were wearing long skirts, which was a little more charming than Ren Tingting, who loved Western dressing.

"This woman, sure enough, temperament is also very important"

Ah Wei rubbed his hands, and suddenly saw a man walking by the river without long eyes, stepping on the hand of the purple gauze girl, he just wanted to be angry but found that the two girls were like illusions, and the passing man failed to touch them!

"Ghosts?" A bad word popped out of his mouth.

And when he said this, several people on the side of the road all stopped, and they all slowly looked up to look at him.

A scholar looked at him, his pale face, the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and mouth oozing blood.

There was also a doll's head that fell to the ground.

An old man's tongue stuck out and his eyelids rolled over.

At this moment, something the size of a ball rolled in front of his toes.

The ball lifted up, revealing a child's smiling face: "Can you help me and lift my head?" I can't find it."

Ah Wei looked into the distance, and sure enough, the headless child was running around!

"Ghosts! Ghost! Hell! ”

Poof—

Fart/strand dig, and he sat on a familiar, sticky/thick mass.

The willow branch withdrew, and all the grotesqueness in front of him disappeared without a trace, only the police captain Ah Wei did not lift his pants, and he was stained with a fart/strand of yellow things, and he was running around the street.