Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar - Chapter 207 - 118: Underworld Ghosts Don’t Celebrate Foreign Festivals
Chapter 207: Chapter 118: Underworld Ghosts Don’t Celebrate Foreign Festivals
Lu Wenwu, deciding to give himself half a day off to refresh his mind, seized the opportunity to go through a backdoor, riding a special black and white paper boat, accompanying these two fellows on their street patrol.
Including the other Ghost Provinces, flying is prohibited over all residential areas; only Ghost An along with patrolling Ghost Messengers have the privilege of low-altitude flight slightly over building heights.
Ordinary Yin Soldiers are not allowed.
On the main road of Yama District, white lights are brightly shining everywhere, a peculiar ghostly atmosphere pervading the view.
Black Yin Qi gathered and swirled, rendering the entire street in dark tones.
Numerous white candles and white lanterns were hung high, while white coin-shaped paper pieces, styled like hell bank notes, occasionally fell from above, eliciting bursts of laughter from the ghostly crowd.
“Top-quality paper carriages and horses! Come and take a look!”
“A combination of the latest technology from the Human World and the Underworld, introducing the divine Mate 444pro Limited-Time Discount, only nine pounds nine ounces eight, take this cool phone home!”
“Desire Demon Theater from Hell is performing, one ticket for a pound and two ounces of Netherworld Currency! Second ticket half price!”
“Ramses II-style mummy wraps, original Egyptian Netherworld imports, this year’s most fashionable choice!”
“Yellow Springs Country tour group registration! Exclusive seats! Limited-time discount thirty pounds of Netherworld Currency per person!”
“Today’s top dish: scallions-flavored Minotaur meat! Everyone, don’t miss it if you’re passing by!”
Street vendors’ hawking never ceased.
Seeing the lively scene below resembling New Year’s festivities, and countless small animals mingling in the ghost stream, Lu Wenwu couldn’t help but ask: “Brother Hei, where are these cats, dogs, birds, and beasts from? I haven’t seen them around our place?”
Black 985 rested an arm on the window of the flying boat and cheerfully replied, “These are all small animals that died in the Mortal World; typically, they are active in Yama District, Chujiang District, and Qingguang District. Our place is a gathering spot for Ghost Messengers, these little ones don’t like staying there.”
“Humans need reincarnation, and small animals need reincarnation too. Most don’t have graves built for them, and won’t have a Yin House when they come down, so they uniformly stay in shelters waiting for reincarnation. Those not willing to live in the city run to Beiyin Mountain behind Ghost Realm Castle to live.”
“Ah, that’s how it is.” Lu Wenwu nodded.
“Speaking of this, it makes me angry. I tell you, Xiaowu, a long time ago Lao Yao and I were thinking of raising some Nightmare Hellhorses for transportation; back then, these were newly introduced species, and it all fell through!”
Upon being asked, Black 985 seemed to have opened a floodgate of words, beginning a non-stop chatter.
“We completed all the paperwork, but as soon as the two horses were brought home, they suddenly collapsed and inexplicably died! It made me so mad; I thought we bought defective goods, so I went to argue.”
“Later, inspectors and Ghost An came to check and found out that it’s because the Yin Qi and fierce evil spirits in the Yin Houses on Impermanence Street were too strong, and the yard was terribly unlucky, so the Nightmare Hellhorses couldn’t adapt and were scared to death!”
“Because of this, the authorities deducted a month’s bonus from Lao Yao and me for ’killing imported species without carefully reading the care manual before taming’, which was absurd!”
“What’s the deal with that!”
“The day after they were introduced, we lost two right away; the special envoy hadn’t even left, and the people with purchasing intent were all watching. If word got out, this introduction would be a fiasco.”
Bai Er Yi Yi didn’t care much about it, casually steering the flying boat single-handedly, his expression very calm.
“Though accidental, it was a mistake. If not for King Yama’s kindness, you and I would’ve ended up in the belly of the Bo’er Elephant as food, still hoping to continue being Impermanence?”
“I’m just secretly complaining here.” Black 985 grumbled.
Lu Wenwu did not get involved in the daily interaction between the old partners, simply observing the scene below with interest, watching the players scared to tears by the grand Underworld festival.
It indeed had a unique charm to it.
Festivities in the Underworld can be quite boisterous.
The wailing and howling are continual.
The sound is even louder than when they first arrived.
Suddenly, Lu Wenwu felt a special scent in the air.
He didn’t ask the two old ghosts who were arguing ahead.
After all, ghosts have no sense of smell, asking would be pointless.
He sniffed hard, figuring it resembled the scent of something being roasted by a unique flame.
Following the direction from where the scent floated, Lu Wenwu stood up on the paper boat, gazing far ahead towards the source of the burning smell.
He swore that he saw the most astonishing scene in his life to date, with no comparison.
On the spot known as the grand square of the Underworld, an ultra-large monument at least several hundred meters high rose abruptly.
Below the monument, a gigantic and majestic Bixi raised its head, as mighty as the Black Tortoise in myths and legends.
The monument’s body showed a splendid, somewhat translucent ghostly green, like exquisite jade; it’s unknown what material it was made of, but it was incredibly dazzling.
At the monument’s top, an ethereal blue ghostly flame burned fiercely.
Its flame was so large, so fierce, so splendid, like celestial thunder erupting in brilliance.
Lu Wenwu utilized his hearing and sight to capture distant sounds in his ears and imprint this awe-inspiring scene in his sight.
