Looking at Bao Zheng, who looked tired and his soul body was trembling slightly subconsciously, Xue Wusuan was still quite moved. This old ghost is indeed a capable minister, and he is surprisingly diligent.

When Rong Ziju didn't have an accident before, Bao Zheng could still have someone to help, but after Rong Ziju's accident, most of the burden was on Bao Zheng's body. Sifting through millions of souls is a matter of effort. So much so that even a ghost cultivator like Bao Zheng in the later stage couldn't stand it. It is estimated that if it weren't for the Yin Food to help replenish consumption, it would have been unable to move by this time.

Moved by Bao Zheng's diligence, he was annoyed by the three mallets for stealing and playing tricks as soon as he thought about it. As Bao Zheng's boss, he didn't know how to share the burden, and buried his head in the opera house all day long. Xue Wusuan felt that these three lazy people should have itchy skin.

Bao Zheng guessed the reason for the unhappiness on Yan Jun's face. But it didn't want its boss to be punished for it. After all, the three sticks are a little bit relied on, but it is indeed good for it, whether it is decentralization or trust, there is no doubt about it. Even Bao Zheng understands that if it wants to really take deep roots in today's underworld, it has to rely on the big tree of three mallets. Otherwise, even with Yan Jun's support, many things will be difficult to operate in practice.

"Yan Jun Rongyu. The three kings were not negligent in their duties, and what they did was also a necessary attempt in the development of the ghost kingdom. Bao Zheng's brain is rigid, and he doesn't have the whimsy of the three adults. Therefore, the work of crude benzene should be carried out more. If Yan Jun punished the three adults for this, Bao Zheng was willing to replace them with the same crime. ”

Xue Wusuan laughed and asked, "The three mallets of the Wang family still have some means. Think of you, how smart you are, and how brainwashed they are. Forget it, for your sake, you are allowed to intercede for them.

Well, let's not talk about those three mallets. Tell me how you're going to do what you're going to do. ”

According to Bao Zheng's meaning, it is actually to create a lively atmosphere similar to the Spring Festival, so that the ghost people have a deeper sense of belonging to the Daoless Underworld. And it's best to be consistent, and slowly position it as a fixed festival in the prefecture. For this reason, Bao Zheng also calculated a cycle.

Because there is no concept of time in the underworld, many times I don't know how long it will be when I do something. The only thing that can be used to barely measure the relationship between before and after is "yin food". From planting to maturity, it is called "one season", and Bao Zheng feels that 10,000 seasons of yin food is ripe, which is the cycle of holding festivals, and so on.

Xue Wu likes to watch the excitement, this is something that has been deeply imprinted on his character when he was alive. Bao Zheng's suggestion is good, but he thinks how to handle it still needs to be studied.

"Yan Jun, the opera house run by the three kings is almost finished. And the new commercial street is also being screened intensively. If you think the advice of your subordinates is appropriate, please give us instructions, and you should arrange a lot of preparations. ”

"Bao Zheng, you never fight a battle that you are not sure of. Now that you've brought up the celebration matter, do you already have a case?"

Bao Zheng naturally had a general framework in his heart as Xue Wusuan had guessed, and when he saw Xue Wusuan asking, he immediately poured out. In fact, Bao Zheng's plan is still according to the set of the yang world. Added some features of the underworld. Overall, it doesn't feel like a "Spring Festival" or anything like that to Xue Wusuan, but it's a bit like a carnival.

"Are you sure you want to hold the 'First Ghost Dao Meeting of the Ten Thousand Worlds' together?" Xue Wusuan asked with a smile.

"Yes, Yan Jun. Most of the ghost people have only heard of the "Ghost Dao Society" but have never seen it, and they are very yearning. And it's been a long time since the last event. Now is the perfect time to amplify the momentum and add some content to the celebration. ”

Xue Wusuan thought about it and nodded in agreement. At the same time, he also said that since he wants to do it, he will have to make the scene bigger. Try to be thoughtful in every aspect. The affairs of the Ghost Dao Society should also be planned in detail, and the souls of the dead who participate can be expanded beyond the entire underworld. The wind can be released first. The exact time depends on the progress of preparation.

"Bao Zheng has the courage to ask Yan Jun to name this celebration. ”

Xue Wusuan blinked his eyes, his mind turned sharply, and finally spit out three words: Yin Food Sacrifice.

Yin food is the foundation of the Daoist underworld, and the festival is repeated by the maturation cycle of yin food, and the use of yin food as the name of the festival really complements each other. At the same time, it is also a tribute to oneself, which means that the deceased are reborn. Okay! Yan Jun Shengming!"

The corners of Xue Wushu's mouth twitched several times. Bao Zheng, the old ghost, is also a set of sycophants. It is worthy of being accompanied by three mallets, which can be regarded as an upward and downward effect, right?

And just when Xue Wushu and Bao Zheng set the celebration items. It's in the ghost country. The Wang family's three mallets are holding an unprecedented "job fair" in the unorthodox mansion.

The location of the job fair is in the central square of the ghost country. Beneath a large signboard is a long table. Sitting at the table were a dozen or so souls of different appearances.

These souls are all "artists" specially selected from the reincarnation passage by the three mallets. The opera house can't just rely on a few beautiful female ghosts and three mallets to hold it up, right? There must always be a professional in charge of planning, right?

However, these selected "artists" are very apprehensive at this time. Because as we all know, it takes a lot of endurance to work under the hands of a three-stick mallet. Because the brain circuits that are different from normal dead souls often make the three-stick mallet make all kinds of strange requests.

Take this opera house, for example. The requirements of the three mallets for these dozen or so performing artists are: Lao Tzu, no matter how you act, you must look good anyway! Those female ghosts recruited in must be able to play fairies, and they must sing eighteen touches!

If this kind of demand were replaced by those "artists" who had noble magical pursuits, it was estimated that they would have to quarrel with the three mallets. But what kind of goods are the three mallets? When the evil mirror platform mentioned the souls of the dead, they deliberately avoided those "sour Confucians" in their eyes, and what was left behind was not clean.

And after the job fair began, the three mallets happily looked at the souls of the dead who came to apply. There were many men and women, and the interest was high. Because the salaries offered by the opera house are very high. And it's still an opportunity to become famous. Maybe you can let Yan Jun see your performance in the future, what a great honor is this?

Not far from the job fair, in the center of the square, a huge black iron box was tinkling all the time. The box is twenty zhang high and four zhang square. This huge box has been tightly covered, and even Bao Zheng doesn't know what's inside. The three-stick mallet kept perfunctorily saying that it was a surprise.

And the job fair at the opera house ended not long after. A piece of news exploded in the ghost country.

Yan Jun agreed to hold a grand ceremony in the underworld, and this celebration would be the first festival for the souls of the dead in the Daoless Underworld, and it would be repeated every time the yin food matured for 10,000 seasons.

In addition, the "First Onido Festival of the Worlds", which has been talked about by the older generation of oni people, will also be held together during the festival.

Not only did these ordinary revenants blow up, but the yin cha also got excited and didn't get excited.

(End of chapter)