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Lu Wenwu smiled and shook his head, changed into casual clothes and walked out of the room, bidding farewell to the friends and comrades he had met during the year.

Today is his last day in the underworld, and tomorrow he will end his trip to the underworld and return to the earth.

Before leaving, Bai 211 and Hei 985, who happened to be on vacation today, asked him to go together early in the morning to watch the most grand celebration performance in the entire underworld - the Ghost Festival Gala.

It's probably similar to the Spring Festival Gala held during Chinese New Year, but it's much more fun and interesting than the things in the world.

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Anyone who dares to mess around in this gathering where the whole underworld, including the underworld gods and ghost kings, will be watching, will be dragged directly to feed the Bo'er elephant!

The fate of the fat crosstalk actor surnamed Jiang is vividly seen before!

Driving the paper boat to the main city of the Zhuanluan District, the "New Year" atmosphere here has become extremely strong, with white paper lanterns and white candles decorating everywhere.

Many shops will also give away exquisite round ancient paper money as souvenirs. The entire main city is filled with howling ghosts and gusty winds.

Many shops selling ghost food have installed huge live broadcast screens, and professional staff are being hired to debug them.

This can be considered an old tradition of celebrating festivals in the underworld.

At this time in the world of the living, people usually set off firecrackers, race giant pigs, light river lanterns, dance with sky lanterns, offer tributes, burn paper money, save lonely souls, and pay homage to ancestors. In some places, people also eat snacks with special meanings.

The greatest joy of the ghosts in the underworld is to gather together on this day to watch the live broadcast of the festivals and the live broadcasts of the ghosts in the underworld.

After watching the Hungry Ghost Festival Gala, the door to hell is wide open. Those who have relatives and friends there can go back if they want.

If you don’t want to go back, you can invite a few friends to start watching the fun together.

For example, which unlucky ghost did not receive the sacrifice this year? Whose tribute was stolen by the ghost who had no relatives but still went back? Whose descendants made the wrong tomb and worship method so that their ancestors had no food, etc. And so on.

In recent years, due to the development of the times, the number of living people celebrating the Hungry Ghost Festival in the upper world has gradually decreased, and the ghosts in the underworld have begun to have more and more strange ways of having fun.

For example, in recent years, there have been some companies that opened during the Hungry Ghost Festival.

Bet on whether those angry people can successfully eat the sacrifices this year, whether they will cause trouble if they don't eat the sacrifices, and how long it will take after the troubles to be forcibly arrested by the Day and Night Wandering God and Gui'an.

Lu Wenwu parked the paper boat and walked casually to the Underworld Drama Tomb in casual clothes. On the way, he listened to many conversations between old ghosts and new ghosts.

Regarding the festival in the underworld, there is also a lot of friction and disagreement between ghosts.

Some radical ghosts believe that the races have changed, and all the festivals of people in the world are the same, and we only celebrate the festivals unique to us ghosts.

Some conservatives argue: Anyway, after so many years of living, I have already gotten used to it, so it’s okay to continue celebrating it. Festivals are like this.

There are also those in the middle and the mud-sect ghosts who believe that China’s festivals in the underworld and the underworld can be celebrated, but foreign Christmas, Halloween and the like are completely unnecessary.

As for Lu Wenwu, he didn't care about it.

Anyway, no matter whether he takes a vacation or not, his daily life is still practicing and researching how to make more delicious egg-filled pancakes. There is not much difference.

Walking through a beautifully built cemetery, the tall Underworld Drama Tomb is clearly visible.

From a long distance apart, Lu Wenwu could already see the quiet Bai 211 and the noisy Black 985.

These two are still the same.

For two old ghosts who have lived for at least several hundred years, a year is too short, just a short period of time in a ghost's life.

But for Lu Wenwu, one year is already quite a long time.

At least that's what he thinks now.

"Good guy, it turns out this is the VIP seat! I haven't been here in all these years! Brother, you are so awesome! How much does it cost to get this ticket!"

In the VIP private room inside the tomb of the Underworld Drama, Heijiu Bawu looked left and right as if he was Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.

"Yes, Xiao Wu, this is too expensive. We should have treated you."

Bai Eryiyi had a curious and embarrassed expression on his face, much more reserved than the black-faced guy next to him.

"You guys, don't care about this. It's a gift from the customer, it's free of charge." Lu Wenwu waved his hand, hiding his merit and fame.

He forgot that the ticket for the VIP seat was given to him by the ghost king who had eaten cakes before, and it was worth a piece of cake money.

He thought about it at that time, and he and Black and White Wuchang happened to go and see it.

If it were to be sold, the ticket seller would be caught by Gui An as soon as he finished selling the tickets.

These things are specially provided to the major ghost kings and are not circulated outside at all.

Soon, the guests were seated.

Under the pale white and ghostly green headlights, accompanied by the creepy tragic gloomy music, the Ghost Festival Gala officially began.

Lu Wenwu, who didn't read the program list, always felt that this stuff sounded familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he heard it before, so he just nodded his head along with the rhythm.

Suddenly, the main melody of erhu and suona complemented each other, and the atmosphere in the tomb reached a climax.

Lu Wenwu suddenly remembered.

Damn it, Erquan Yingyue Symphony version!

Okay, okay, it’s so elegant.

A song is played.

Amidst the even more eerie music, several host ghosts took the stage one after another, waving to the ghosts and shouting in unison:

"Viewers! Have a happy holiday, everyone!"

A host ghost dressed in black said loudly: "This is the Underworld Radio and Television Station, the live broadcast site of the 2025 Ghost Festival TV Gala. We have an appointment with the ghost people of all ethnic groups in the underworld and compatriots of all ethnic groups in the underworld. Here’s to welcoming the Mid-Autumn Festival in the Year of the Snake!”

"Ouch! Ouch!"

There was a burst of ghosts crying and howling, all the ghosts outside the box were shouting crazily, and a sinister wind was raging on the scene.

Just when Lu Wenwu thought that the Ghost Festival Gala in the underworld would be like the Spring Festival Gala in the earth, with a lot of polite auspicious words as the opening remarks, he only heard a sharp and sad female voice shouting:

"Young and old men in the underworld, fellow villagers! Let us all get excited!"

Before Lu Wenwu could come to his senses, he saw the scenery on the stage change, and a total of eighty-eight hanged ghosts suddenly jumped down from the top of the stage like bungees.

The jumping was very neat, and each ghost had a white silk ribbon of the same style as He Shen tied around its neck.

Lu Wenwu heard a crisp "bang" sound, and eighty-eight white silk threads stretched at the same time.

Accompanied by this extremely explosive opening, coupled with even more hellish music, these eighty-eight hanged ghosts, half men and women, began to swing in the air.tmd!

While swinging, they sang loudly.

I don’t know what kind of device was installed on the ceiling, but the hanging ghosts were hung from the white silk threads one by one, divided into two groups, and began to rotate clockwise and counterclockwise in the entire venue like a rotating swing!

The sound was high and low, far and near, up and down.

Lu Wenwu even saw those hanged ghosts smiling brightly and waving enthusiastically at him when they passed by his private room!

The main thing is a super experience!

True 3D surround sound!

What "Bose", "Harman Kardon" and "Yamaha"?

Compared with the 360-degree spherical surround sound in front of me, it's nothing!

People know how scary this is!

Even the usually calm Lu Wenwu was stunned.

What scene haven't you seen?

Wdnmd, I have never seen this scene before!

"Ghost."

Lu Wenwu couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and start recording.

"I have accumulated great virtues, and the auspiciousness reaches the sky. I have learned a lot today. Those famous people in ancient times were definitely not as exciting as they are today when they were sentenced to death."

Heijiubawu excitedly stuffed a handful of ghost vine fruits into his mouth, chewed them bulgingly, and said vaguely while chewing: "An ancient celebrity? Isn't that the one who just flew over?"

"Oh? Who is that?"

"Concubine Yang, it seems her name has been changed to Li Hua now."

"Oh, Yang Gui. What the hell, wait!? Who did you just say that flew over!?" Lu Wenwu was confused on the spot.

"Yang Guifei Yang Yuhuan! It's the one who rides on the red dust concubine Xiao, no one knows it's Li Zhi. No, he's here again, and he's greeting you." Hei Jiubawu was a little confused, "She should be very famous. , Xiao Wu, haven’t you heard of it? Or do you guys not study ancient history anymore?”

"No, of course I know Yang Yuhuan!" Lu Wenwu looked crazy and pointed at the flying guy, "But he is a man! A man! Even if his face is indeed as beautiful as a fairy , but she is also a man!”

"I thought you had adapted to it this year." Bai Eryi followed Lu Wenwu's habit and shrugged, "Ju Li, who you Guian often asked you to go out to do tasks with, was a boy before. I and I Lao Wu was also a woman three hundred and seventy-five years ago."

"WTF!!!" Lu Wenwu's face was full of doubts about life, filled with sadness and anger, "But I still can't accept Yang Yuhuan becoming a man!!!"

Bai Eryi continued to shrug cheerfully: "In fact, for various reasons, many ghosts in the underworld have changed gender."

"After all, for ghosts like us, physiological structure is not important. Appearance can be changed easily. Gender has no meaning to us. Why not experience it?"

"Just like in the past few decades, many female ghosts who have lived for more than a hundred years have chosen to transform into male ghosts for fun."

"However, many of the young male ghosts who came down in the past few decades will be very excited to transform into female ghosts, and then on Chinese Valentine's Day, they will be extremely excited to make appointments with other male ghosts for the next life."

"There are also some female ghosts who will transform into male ghosts and then harass other male ghosts, which is very emmmmm."

"The young ghosts who have come down in the past twenty years still have some rather naughty ideas, and they make themselves appear masculine and feminine at the same time. I heard that they seem to call this. Help her?"

"Old guys like me don't quite understand the thoughts of young people. Fortunately, we are relatively rare. This kind of situation occurs more in Huangquan Kingdom, Western Hell, and Western Paradise."

"It's easy for ghosts to change their gender. It's just a thought. But I heard that it's not easy to change the body after cultivating a Yin Shen." Hei Jiubawu continued, "Haven't you noticed that those public people in the underworld Have you ever installed an anti-blurring device in the dressing room?”

"Hahaha, I really didn't pay attention." Lu Wenwu laughed twice, "I didn't expect that before I left, I learned another useless trivia."

Just when he thought the current situation was at its peak.

Unexpectedly, something more important was yet to come.

Those hanged ghosts actually tore their bodies off when they reached the climax of the song, jumped onto the stage and started dancing!

And the eighty-eight heads were still flying in the air, spinning and singing, like the rainbow light balls in a disco, their orifices shining and spinning crazily!

The audiovisual effects are extremely explosive.

The ghosts below have become completely excited. The whole scene is gloomy and mixed with a little bit of nonsense, and there is a hint of joy in the bad luck.

After accepting this setting, Lu Wenwu really looked at it a little bit, and barely understood the essence of the underworld show.

Judging from the immersed expressions of Black 985 and Bai 211, as well as the cries and howls of the ghosts below, the guy who planned this program must have done a ruthless and good job, which is very consistent with the general aesthetics of ghosts in the underworld. .