From Jiu Shu's world

Chapter 489 Zhongyuan Festival

In folklore, this July is the ghost month.The old people often say that the king of Hades has a kind heart. Every year on the first day of July, he will open the gates of hell and release a group of lonely and wild ghosts who have no one to offer sacrifices to the world to enjoy offerings.

Therefore, there are many ghosts and ghosts in July, and no one should go at night, which has become a saying that many old people often talk about.

However, as far as Henry Zhang is concerned, it may not be true to open the gate of hell. After all, these lonely ghosts are allowed to enjoy a month of worship in this yang world. The air of anger, fierceness and resentment is unknown. If this lonely ghost is contaminated, it may cause some serious troubles. This switch is definitely not what it is in the rumors.

July is the ghost month, which is probably related to the return of Yin Qi from the earth. With the return of Yin Qi, the ghosts who have wandered away from the world have the capital to act fiercely, so naturally they make a lot of noise.

The switch of the ghost month in July cannot be true in January, but when the yin energy is at its peak, the switch in the underworld releases countless ghosts to enjoy the offerings in the world, but it cannot be faked.

On this day, people in the yang world worship their ancestors and miss their relatives, release river lanterns, burn paper ingots, and some families who do good deeds will even invite monks and Taoists to hold a water and land meeting to save the dead. It was weird, everyone was coming and going.

Especially those people from small households, on this night, they will bring a handful of incense and a handful of yellow paper money, and burn incense and paper at their door to sacrifice to the lonely ghost, for fear that the lonely ghost who has no one to worship will come to their door make trouble.

That night, there must be smoke billowing, and the light from the little incense sticks on the street gathers like a flower, faintly visible in the green smoke, the street is empty, and the ashes of burnt paper are flying everywhere. I'm afraid it may not be a human being.

In Henry Zhang’s store, there are very few customers tonight. Although young people may not believe this, but in the area of ​​Juxing Hutong, the convenience store No. 444 was a mass grave back then, and the tavern was also a soul-inducing place. July [-] Fifth, this day is particularly gloomy and cold. Although ordinary people don't know why, they will subconsciously avoid it.

"Jingle Bell"

The wind chimes at the door rang, and the door of the tavern was pushed open, only to see Li Zhao striding in, wearing a black windbreaker, sunglasses, and a dignified appearance.

"Happy Halloween brothers and sisters, Eri Batty."

When Zhao Li entered the door, he sat down neatly in front of the bar. The newly bought Apple Bayi slid on his hand, and several screens appeared, making him frightened.

Henry Zhang said angrily: "Zhao Li, when are you still going to buy apples, are you really not worried at all?"

It's strange to say that Zhao Li's undercover agent is the one who should be worried the most during this confrontation. Fortunately, he went to the ghost market early in the morning to buy the latest Apple.

Zhao Li closed his cell phone and said with a smile: "Hey, it's not like the sky is falling and someone taller is holding it up."

The two made a joke, Zhao Li put away his smile and said, "Boss, are you really sure that my former boss will come up today?"

Zhao Li has been a ferryman for so many years, and he knows that this ghost festival is different from ordinary ones. It would make sense if ordinary chacha came up, but today is different.

The yin qi in the yang world is skyrocketing, and this underworld is not giving up much. The release of some lonely and wild ghosts with little karma is also to reduce the pressure on the underworld and suppress the rioting evil spirits.

Chacha, who is the master of the underworld today, must not leave, otherwise, the following will be in chaos.

"This year's Ghost Festival is different. Dongqing has her brother in her body, and you think she didn't notice the movements we played?"

Henry Zhang looked at Zhao Li, Zhao Li nodded and said: "That's true, even if Chacha doesn't care, her direct descendant Mingwei will not be ignorant."

Underworld Chacha's direct descendants ghost messengers have appeared since the establishment of the underworld, and they often walk around the underworld on weekdays, but their strength is stronger than many backward ferrymen.

"Ding"

While talking, Zhao Li's iPhone [-] lit up, he connected the phone, and just after listening to a sentence, his face darkened, and he said: "I see, you should look for it first."

He hung up the phone and said to Henry Zhang: “Chacha is gone.”

If you can't find Chacha in the underworld, then you must have gone to the Yangworld, and the future will not be peaceful.

Just as he finished speaking, the wind chime at the door suddenly rang.

The door of the tavern opened, and a tall woman with a light red shirt walked in. She opened the door and leaned half her body in. She asked with a smile, "Hello, is this place still open?"

"Officer Zhao."

With a glance, she saw Zhao Li sitting in front of the bar. Under the eyes of Henry Zhang and Zhao Li, the innocent smile was put away, and a sly smile appeared, and she said: "Zhao Li is also there, it seems that there is no need Installed."

"Tap Tap"

It was Chacha who came here. She ran out of the underworld, in fact, to see Xia Dongqing.

As for the matter of Zhao Li, she also heard about it, but she didn't take it seriously, just like Henry Zhang had absolute control over his ghost messengers, Pluto Chacha didn't worry about the ghost messengers under his hands rebelling, she had a lot of means.

It's just that, after coming up tonight, he went into convenience store No. 444 and noticed a familiar aura in this tavern, which was very similar to his own little underworld.

This discovery immediately aroused her interest, so she decided to come in and take a look.

It's just that when I came in, I found that Zhao Li was also here, which was interesting.

She walked to the front of the bar, Zhao Li stood up, made room for Chacha, and lowered his head slightly: "I'm in charge of Chacha."

Chacha ignored him, and sat opposite Henry Zhang, she said: "So, Zhao Li's recent little actions are all related to you?"

"Meet you for the first time, Henry Zhang."

Henry Zhang faced it but was not afraid, and stretched out his hand to say hello with a smile.

Chacha narrowed her eyes slightly, then smiled suddenly, stretched out her hand to touch Henry Zhang's hand, raised her red lips lightly, and said, "Pluto Chacha."

After touching lightly with both hands, they parted. Zhao Li walked behind the counter and took out wine glasses for the two of them, and poured good wine.

Chacha casually picked up the wine glass, without worrying about being cheated, took a sip, and said: "Half-step immortal, there are not many mortals with your cultivation level, no wonder you dare to play tricks with Zhao Li."

"but"

Chacha let go of her momentum, her eyes narrowed, she looked at Henry Zhang, and asked sharply: "Is it too courageous for those who dare to dig me and snatch the souls of the dead from the underworld?"

Zhao Li's face suddenly turned aside. Although he was only standing by the side, and Chacha's aura was not aimed at him, it was enough to perceive the tyranny of this aura.

He looked at Henry Zhang, but saw that he was standing still, and he could still reach out and pick up the wine glass for a sip.

Although Pluto's aura is not bad, Henry Zhang has both physical and magic skills, and the power of the physical body is rising because of the drop of mysterious blood, which is a bit more powerful than mana. This simple aura can't hold him down.

"I admit to poaching people, but it's not enough to snatch the souls of the dead. The souls of the dead return to reincarnation. They are neither yours nor mine. You don't know the real situation in your underworld, do you?"

Henry Zhang's words made Chacha's face change slightly, and she asked in a stern voice, "What do you know?"

(End of this chapter)