He looked at the time and suddenly said, "Grandma, Happy New Year!" Ling Ling was wrapping dumplings in her hand quickly, and the dough was in her hand for a moment.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into round snowballs. When An Yang said this, a hint of nostalgia appeared in her eyes and said, "Happy New Year!"

In the underworld, ghosts come and go in the ghost market, which is very lively.

Some couples go shopping hand in hand, some family go out to have dinner, and some brothers drink on the street together, telling each other about the good and bad things that have been going on this year.

On the other side of this lively, there are also many lonely figures and deserted corners. In the residential area of ​​Guicheng, two ghosts are sitting in a row on a dilapidated roof.

Putting his hands in the sleeves in the posture of a farmer, it was particularly quiet in this area. They looked at the lively ghost market from afar and sighed deeply, with their backs lonely.

When they saw their clothes, they were all particularly worn, and they could even be said to be patches.

"Hey! I don't know when I will be young." The ghost wearing blue clothes said deeply.

There were a little wrinkles on his face, and he looked like he was about seventy or eighty years old. In the world, he was the age of being a grandfather at this moment.

Next to him was a tall and thin male ghost in black clothes. He couldn't help but sniff and said, "How long have you been there?"

Blue-clothed ghost: "It's almost two hundred years!"

"I'm coming down earlier than you!" The tall and thin ghost's eyes reflected the lights of the ghost market at this moment, and said leisurely: "Why do you think human memories are so short?"

The blue-clothed ghost pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a wry smile: "Forget it, we old guys have been here for a long time. It's time to leave. What's the point of keeping it?"

"Hey!" When the two ghosts said this, they didn't say anything. Against the backdrop of the ghost market, the space seemed to become more and more quiet and bleak. Even the wind blowing through the surrounding air seemed to have a hint of coolness.

"Wang Wu, someone is burning money for you, come and get the money." A voice suddenly came from under the roof. The blue-clothed ghost sitting on the roof and the cool breeze suddenly stood up, with an incredible expression on his face.

"Call me?"

"Yes, Wang Wu, come down and see if you have the birth date and horoscope?" The voice below said. Upon hearing this news, Wang Wu, wearing blue clothes, wanted to laugh, cry, and was even a little scared.

"I haven't received money for so long, why did it suddenly..." Even himself didn't know which generation people have arrived in now.

What did those children look like? How old are they? But no matter what? His speed of going down the roof was still very fast, and even the tall and thin man next to him was stunned.

Not long after Wang Wu went down, his cheerful voice came. Obviously, the money was indeed burned for him.

At this moment, the tall and thin man was messy in the wind alone. He agreed to join the group to keep warm, hug back to back, and wait for disappearing together.

He couldn't help but pursed his lips, and suddenly felt a little bitter in his mouth. The most heart-wrenching thing in this world was that everyone was about to die, but that everyone was waiting to die, but the other suddenly said that he didn't have to die.

This feeling was that the tall and thin man stood up at this moment and wanted to leave the place quietly. He cried quietly. As soon as he turned around, a voice came from below.

"Li Mazi, where are you going! Come down and get the money!"

"Ah!" Li Mazi, the tall and thin person, was slightly stunned. The foot he had just left was empty, and the whole ghost Gulu rolled down from the roof.

"Ouch--!"

Li Mazi grinned and quickly got up from the ground. While holding her waist, she rushed over and rushing to the other side, while she said anxiously.

"Are you sure? Is it really me? Could it be that your name is wrong? Or did you recognize the wrong person?" He rushed to the ghost messenger who called him and pointed at his face and said.

"It's already dark. Do you see clearly, sir? Is it my face?" The ghost man opposite didn't say so much, just threw something to him and said.

"You see, right, are you?"

I saw Li Mazi looking at the name on the newspaper, birthday, horoscope and other information, and there was a hand-painted and ugly portrait on it.

His eyes were blurred at this moment, and he nodded repeatedly and said, "Hey! It's me, I'm the ghost above." He couldn't help but wipe the tears from the corner of his mouth.

He said to the ghost messenger opposite: "Thank you, thank you for your hard work! Happy New Year, sir!"

After hearing this, the expression on the ghost man's face became softer and said, "Let's have a good New Year!"

"Okay, okay, thank you for thinking!" Li Mazi didn't know what to do at this moment. Looking at the paper bag in her hand, why was it so sudden?

He couldn't help but sniff and looked at the sky in the underworld, as if he had looked farther away through this sky.

In the world, in the lights of thousands of homes, humans travel thousands of times to go home to reunite, there are teenagers and children, as well as adults who have already gotten married and had children.

They kept looking through their family genealogy and asked the older generation for more information.

"Grandpa, do we have a complete family tree?"

"Mom, please think about it again. This information is really very important to me. Who else is there in my ancestors? Is their information still there?"

Through the 'Jiang Lord's Live Room', they knew that if you want to burn money to a certain person, you must have clear information about birth dates, horoscopes, etc., or in a specific place, such as in front of the tombstone.

With the separation of yin and yang, they don’t have much to do. In the past, they looked for ancestors because they wanted to summon their ancestors to send dreams or pass on their inheritance to change their current lives.

But now, they just hope that everyone can have a good New Year. After all, our ancestors have not had a easy life. Even those who don’t believe in these things have opened the family tree to seek comfort.

In fact, although ghosts are different from humans, they are also another existence of living beings, and they are also a kind of mapping of the world, and they can calculate another way of existence of humans.

Therefore, sometimes invisible does not mean that there is no or does not exist.

At this moment, in the hall, Yan Luo picked up the wine glass in front of him and looked at the wine inside. He had not drunk it for a long time. His thoughts seemed to have floated far away through the wine.

Thinking about the passage of time, in a blink of an eye, another hundred years have passed.

"Why, I've been stuck in this realm all the time. You know, I've been stuck here for a hundred years!" A first-class ghost messenger said with a long roar towards the sky: "Is it because I'm not worthy?"

"Hey! Stop talking, I want to ask? Why are there so few ghost messengers in the team that collects information about the dead!"
Chapter completed!