After landing in the underworld, everyone watched the live broadcast in the underworld

Chapter 105 Spring Festival is coming!

Under the expectation of the people of the underworld, the Spring Festival is slowly coming.

This day is New Year's Eve, and the ghost servants in the service hall are all beaming with joy, sharing what new year's goods they have received today, or what novel things they have seen in the world of the world.

Everyone was very happy. There were lanterns hanging in the office hall. The new ghosts looked at the festive office hall and asked in a daze, "Am I really dead?"

"Will the underworld also celebrate the New Year? Why have I heard before that the underworld is always lifeless?"

"That was before." The working ghost, who only had to work for half a day and would be replaced in the afternoon, had a rare kind smile on his face, "You don't know, this is what our reform officer suggested. After all, we were all human before. Let's get over it." It’s not too much of a festival on earth.”

The new ghost said in a daze, "Of course it's not too much, it's just different from the underworld in my impression..."

The ghost looked at the several lanterns in the office hall in surprise. In order to show his joy, the working ghost today had rouge on his cheeks, like a monkey's butt, with a hint of joy and weirdness. The new ghost had just become a ghost, almost a little bit... He didn't dare to look at her, "Well, this reform officer is really good..."

"Of course, just wait, we have the Spring Festival Gala tonight."

The ghost was even more surprised, "There is also a Spring Festival Gala?!"

When did the underworld develop to the point where it even has a Spring Festival Gala!The ghost was almost frightened.

The words "Underworld" and "Spring Festival Gala" will still be combined one day?
"Of course! It is checked by our reform officer personally! It is said that half of them are classic programs from your previous years in the world." The work ghost explained while handing him the printed life book. "This is your fate in the next life. After reading it, you can sign it if you have no questions."

The new ghost was in a trance, and his mind was still stuck on strange things like the underworld and the Spring Festival Gala.

After he read it, he signed and waited for the other ghosts in the team to finish their work before leaving.

The service hall was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and everything was in festive red. Even the work ghost wore a red dress, and the whole service hall seemed to be warm.

The new ghost looked at it and felt as if he was in a dream. It didn't look like he was dead at all, but rather like he was having a strange dream.

Something about Underworld Spring Festival Gala, something about Reform Officer... He knew every word, but he didn't know what it meant when put together.

From what the ghost said, he seemed to respect that so-called reform officer.

Looking around, because today is New Year's Eve, the underworld guards are not as strict as before. They are chatting affectionately with the work ghosts. The new ghost heard the word "reform officer" from their mouths several times.

It’s strange. Isn’t the top leader of the underworld the Emperor Fengdu? Why are they now saying that it is the reform officer who leads them? Who is the reform officer?
That ghost just got a little curious.

Over there, suddenly, a woman came down the stairs.

Half of the woman's shawl-long hair was tied with a hair tie, and half was spread over her thin shoulders. Because it was New Year's Eve, she rarely wore light makeup. There was a trace of makeup on her face. Today she wore cherry pink lipstick, and her almond eyes were also lightly touched. The pink eye shadow makes her watery eyes appear deeper, like a clear spring.

After putting on makeup, Yuan Xi's eyebrows are more refined, her nose bridge is small and straight, her eyebrows are like distant mountains, and her cheeks are lightly pink.The originally pure and holy appearance was made cute by this pink color, just like the plum blossoms blooming in the snow, small and smart, holy and cute.

Wearing a pink skirt, the skirt is dotted with floral flowers, which makes her skin whiter, and there is a necklace on her thin neck.

Except for the eyes and hair, the whole body is a little black, and the necklace is a little black, made of obsidian, with a golden word "Emperor" written on it.

As she went downstairs, she looked at the documents in her hands and said something to the person next to her.

There was no expression on his face, and he looked a bit intimidating to strangers.The idea of ​​having that ghost think something about her appearance was instantly weakened.

The look in her eyes and the demeanor around her made her not like an ordinary good-looking girl, but a neat and tidy person in charge.

"Hello Yuan Reform Officer!"

Seeing Yuan Xi coming downstairs, the few ghost servants who were chatting in the office hall suddenly fell silent and all bowed to Yuan Xi to say hello.

The new ghost's eyes suddenly widened in surprise!

Yuan reform officer?Is she the reform officer that they respect very much when they mention her?
She is such a young and beautiful girl? !

The ghost just felt unbelievable.

Yuan Xi nodded faintly towards the ghosts, and then glanced casually into the hall without stopping for a second on any of the ghosts.

Yuan Xi quickly walked out, and when she reached the door, she suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, a batch of couplets will be sent from the Technical College later. Remember to sort them out and post them at every door in the evening." Yuan Xi turned around and ordered, "There are also some in the office hall. Remember to post this door as well.”

"Does it also need to be posted in Fengdu Hall?" asked the kid.

"Post it, why not." After Yuan Xi finished speaking, she left the office hall.

The stage for the Spring Festival Gala is still undergoing final adjustments. With only a few hours left before the broadcast, the directors are under increasing pressure.

When I arrived at Poqianshan Square on Yuanxi, I saw the venue.

As the largest square in the underworld, a stage was temporarily set up here. Due to time constraints, there were no auditoriums. This was just the main venue, and there were four sub-venues. There were several ghost emperors and ghosts following them there. On New Year's Eve, only Responsible for the main venue.

After all, most of the programs will be performed in the main venue, while only one or two shows will be performed in the branch venues.

Because there is no Internet, the underworld uses backward magic to support the people in the underworld. It uses Yin Qi to broadcast to the people in the underworld. The water mirror formed by Yin Qi will be broadcast simultaneously like a big screen. The water mirror walks in every square in the city. , of course, you can also watch it at home.

You only need to input a little yin energy to connect the water mirror and get the same Spring Festival Gala experience.

The water mirrors in each square have been prepared in advance. The Yin Qi of the underworld is everywhere. The water mirrors are like formations and do not need to be controlled by ghosts. When the main venue starts, the water mirrors will automatically operate and spread simultaneously.

On New Year's Eve, we came to the main venue, Poqianshan Square.

The main venue is very large. In order to prevent damage from the underworld's ubiquitous wind, it is a closed stage with an elevating stage. These directors have experience in organizing various events and parties. If it is left to professionals like them, Yuan Xi is very relieved. .

When she arrived at the main venue, the rehearsal of the ghosts was about to end.

I saw some old artists on New Year's Eve.

As the first Spring Festival Gala in the underworld, the pressure on the directors can be imagined. When selecting the program, they chose many old artists relatively safely.

These were all well-known figures in the human world, with very high artistic standards, and many of their works can be said to be well-known to every household.

This is the safest preparation.

Yuan Xi simply watched the rehearsal for a few minutes. As expected, they were all experienced directors. They did a good job in setting and controlling the scene. Yuan Xi saw that there was no problem. After a few words of warning, she shrank. The magic formula of Di Cheng Cun pulled away and looked at the water mirrors in several squares.

There are still three or four hours until the first Spring Festival Gala in Hell. The water mirror is working well and everything is ready.

Yuan Xi felt relieved. After looking at the temporary risk solution, she once again made sure that everything was safe and returned to the office.

At the door of the service hall, several ghosts were busy in front of the door.

One ghost is floating in the air, and another ghost is standing below.

"Is this all right?"

"It's a little crooked, go a little to the right, oh, it's crooked again, a little to the left. Wait, don't move, it's just right, right here!"

The two little ghosts were holding Spring Festival couplets with red background and gold characters in their hands, and they were busy pasting the Spring Festival couplets at the door.

Yuan Xi glanced at it from afar.

After looking at the spot for a while, she passed by the door. The first floor was the service hall, and then there were various small offices. Yuanxi's office was on the top fifth floor, and the remaining floors were the various departments under the reform team. , at this time, there were almost a few ghosts standing at the door of these departments.

If he wasn't pasting Spring Festival couplets, he was cleaning the office with a rag and broom.The sound of chatting came from far away, and Yuan Xi easily heard the conversation between them.

"After work tonight, I can catch up with the Spring Festival Gala. My mother has made dumplings and is waiting for me to go back!"

"These Spring Festival couplets are so beautiful. I have been dead for 20 years, and this is the first time I have seen them. Don't tell me, the moment I saw the Spring Festival couplets, I almost burst into tears. I have to be a reform official of the Yuan Dynasty. If it weren't for her, the underworld would never be so lively."

"Oh, what a pity. You all have to get off work. I have just started working. I can only spend this year in the office! But I brought dumplings from home and posted the Spring Festival couplets for you to try. They were all made by me last night. It’s wrapped.”

"I'm okay. I'm the only one in my family. My parents are in the earthly world. A few days ago, when the year-end benefits were distributed, I was allowed to go back to the earthly world to see them. I'm still in good health. As long as they are healthy, where can I spend the New Year? That’s not true.”…

There are more than a dozen departments on the first floor, and almost every department is occupied by ghosts. The voices of these ghosts' conversations reached Yuan Xi's ears word for word.

Yuan Xi did not bother them.

Sometimes, it is better for the boss to stay away from the ecological environment of his subordinates.

However, when she was going up the stairs, she couldn't help but think of some things from her previous life.

It seems that at the busiest time, I feel more and more lonely. I should be happy, but my mood is abnormally depressed.The more she thought about the time she was in the earth, she was also alone at that time.

Sometimes she would go to the orphanage to spend the New Year with the children. Although she had a meager income and could only buy some inexpensive things, the children liked her very much and called her "Sister Xiaoxi".She lives in the north, and when she stays awake on New Year's Eve, dumplings are indispensable at night.

She is not a good cook, but she is very patient with the children, and the children also like her very much. So her task is to lead the children to make dumplings and do some cleaning work within her ability.

The children are more playful. Although they will make some dumplings with Yuan Xi, most of them are made by Yuan Xi herself and several other orphanage teachers.

There is a custom there on New Year's Eve that they put a coin in the dumplings. If anyone eats it, it means good luck in the coming year.

At that time, the orphanage would prepare three coins, and each child would get ten dumplings in the evening.

For more than 20 years, Yuanxi has never won a coin.

After eating the dumplings, everyone will sit together, or play games, or watch the Spring Festival Gala on TV. Usually at eight or nine o'clock, the children will go to bed one after another.

At this time, other orphanage teachers will basically go home to reunite with their families.Yuan Xi stayed in the orphanage and would not leave until dawn.

Sometimes she would spend the New Year alone in her rental house.She's not very good at making dumplings. She usually doesn't make dumplings very quickly, and the ones she makes don't look good. Sometimes there's too much stuffing, and sometimes the wrapper is too thin. In short, there are a lot of things going wrong, and she's been busy for most of the day. When she cooks them in the evening, she's sure to make the dumplings soup. There are some broken bodies of dumplings scattered around.

But they had no choice but to pick them up on New Year's Eve, and then they finished the plate of miserable-looking dumplings with the sound of the Spring Festival Gala on TV and all kinds of laughter with the neighbors.

In the middle of the night, even in old and small communities, there will be many people standing in the open space of the community, setting off fireworks together, or lighting bonfires and talking.

The sound of the TV was covered by the laughter next door and all kinds of chatter and laughter downstairs. Fireworks exploded in the sky, emitting brilliant and dazzling colors. The night sky was empty, and the fireworks lasted only a moment and then disappeared.

At that time, Yuan Xi felt particularly lonely.

But Yuan Xi suddenly thought that Emperor Fengdu would be with her in the last few years. At that time, she was lying by the window watching the fireworks outside the window. During the countdown on the TV program and the New Year's bell rang, she Make New Year's wishes to the fireworks that almost fill the night sky.

——"May I never be alone again."

At that time, Emperor Fengdu was accompanying her without her knowledge.

He granted her wish.

Before she knew it, she was no longer alone.

Yuan Xi's heart was burning. She was recalling the past. When she thought of this, she suddenly raised her head and took a look.Then, he saw the person in his mind right in front of him.

Emperor Fengdu still wears the same black robe that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, but the only difference is that it is embroidered with bright red manzhu and shahua, which makes him look less alienated and alienated.

He seemed to have been waiting for a long time and was standing at the door of her office. His eyes fell on the couplet at the door of her office.

In addition to Yuan Xi's office, there are several conference rooms on this floor.

There was no one in the corridor.

Almost as soon as Yuan Xi looked over, Ting Yan turned his head as if understanding, and the two of them looked at each other a few steps away.

Yuan Xi was still immersed in memories. Her thoughts stayed on how Emperor Fengdu felt when he saw her celebrating the New Year alone. The person in her mind stood in front of her for a while, and she couldn't calm down for a while.

"You're back."

Ting Yan was surprised by Yuan Xi's trance and spoke first.

"This Spring Festival couplet is also posted at the door of Fengdu Hall. It is different from yours."

Yuan Xi came to his senses and followed his words as she walked, "Yes, it's different. Your couplet was written by Mr. Yin, a master of calligraphy. You don't know that when he was in the earth, his every word was It’s worth a thousand pieces of gold, you can’t even buy it…”

"But it's all good. There's nothing different about these things in my eyes."

Ting Yan said.

He walked up to Yuan Xi, the two of them faced each other, and he smelled the light orange aroma on her body, which was a little sweet.

"At that time, in the earthly world, I saw that you would stick this thing on the door." Ting Yan said.

"Before the Spring Festival?"

"Yes. It's different every year. You will also post the word "Fu" in front of the door. At first, I didn't understand why you posted it upside down. I thought it was because you were careless. Later I found out that it meant blessing has arrived. I also I remember that year, the neighbor kid across from you imitated you and posted the door god upside down, and was laughed at and scolded by his parents."

Thinking of those things, Ting Yan chuckled.

Yuan Xi thought about it, it was the third to last year before her death, and it was also the second year that Emperor Fengdu visited her.

At that time, she was still a normal person.

Ting Yan talked about those things with a kind of tenderness in his eyes, "The child's life is not bad. Although he is a little naughty, it is indeed going well."

Yuan Xi thought of that child. Although he was naughty, he had good grades and was usually very sensible. When Yuan Xi saw him for the first time, she felt that this child was very good.

She also laughed.

"I don't know who the idiot Shen Tu listened to. He brought back a bunch of things from the underworld. He said they were New Year's goods. He also said that in the underworld, when he goes home at the end of the year, he always buys a lot of things and returns home in fine clothes." Ting Yan Said, "He also prepared a gift and said he wanted to give it to you in person."

"I have signed the documents piled up in your office just now. Do you want to go to Fengdu Hall to see them now?"

The documents have been signed, and according to earthly time, it is already five o'clock in the evening.

If she doesn't work right now, the sky won't fall. She was so busy before New Year's Eve just so that she could have time to celebrate the New Year with them on New Year's Eve and New Year. Now that everything has been taken care of, she finally has nothing to do. It's over.

So Yuan Xi nodded.

"it is good."

The two of them were walking, unable to speed up their pace.

The underworld is cold all year round, and it is technically winter now. Unfortunately, there is no climate change in the underworld, let alone rain and snow. Therefore, except for the last time I went to Yangjian, I haven't seen snow this year on New Year's Eve.

There were only gusts of cold wind, and with Yuan Xi's current strength, she didn't feel cold when blowing these cold winds.

"How many times have you seen me post Spring Festival couplets when you are in the human world?"

Yuan Xi asked.

The sound was a little soft under the cold wind, and there seemed to be only the whistling of the wind in my ears.

Ting Yan said, "Four times."

Four times, four years.

Even though she had long known that he had watched her in the human world for four years, Yuan Xi never thought that he would be there every Spring Festival.

Shen Tu was just quibbling when he said he went there occasionally, but Yuan Xi really believed it now.

(End of this chapter)