Yama Rising - 724

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However, this is only the beginning.

At 3 o’clock in the afternoon, Guan Fengyue, the former director of Fengyun Group, who had personal assets of 43 billion, was ranked 53rd in the country during his lifetime.

At 5 o’clock in the afternoon, the country’s richest people ranked 82nd during his lifetime, and Tang Wei, the former director of the Tang Dynasty Group, who had a personal asset of 17 billion, participated in the bidding.

On February 11, the first edition disclosed the number of loans from all bidding companies and their assets during their lifetime. This time… even ordinary ghosts are fried!

Among the top eight hundred millionaires, the others are all the top and second leaders of the prestigious groups in Hui and Dongshan provinces, whose assets are in the billions. While watching the excitement, the people’s eyes were attracted again.

“Brother Qin.” Leaving the Palace of Mirrors and Wang Chenghao’s office, Wang Chenghao came up with a pile of data: “The data you want has been counted.”

Qin Ye couldn’t wait to pick it up, he wanted to see, after a week of fueling the flames, how far this fire had burned.

The first thing that caught my eye was a large line: the list of indemnities from the Russian underworld.

Article 1: The prefecture of Mongolia is separated from the buffer area and merged into the border of the prefecture of China-the Treaty of Arshan.

The second article is the various special products of the Russian prefectures, plants, yin beast seedlings, grain, wine, tobacco, cloth, oil paintings, sculptures, anthologies…there are more than thirty kinds! Divided into 644 warehouses, the total weight…

Six million tons!

It was great… Qin Ye let out a long sigh of relief, looking at the huge city outside the window, his eyes full of energy.

Let this time become a feast of yin and yang.

Those who make Yang Jian worry, doubt, question, and worry, take a good look and listen. I, the third Yan Wang Qin, will use my strength to tell everyone in Yang Jian, this long ten years, this is full of blood The ten years with fire will end here for me!

“Notify Yang Jian, I will give them a big gift on the night of New Year’s Eve.”

“Yes!!!”

On February 12, the compensation list of the Russian prefectures was announced. The detailed procedures, locations, and participating dignitaries of the 17th Shopping Festival will be announced.

This was the last bomb. The dull people in the business district woke up at the second bomb, and this time, all the remaining ghosts were awakened. Those who care, those who don’t care, everyone knows the existence of the 17th Shopping Festival. And the one that started to ferment first…

Of course it’s a woman…no! Female ghost!

“Did you read the newspaper? 17 Chopped Hands Festival, African primary color lipstick, provided by the top brand GLD supplier of Yin Division. Plus black Mamba eyeshadow-ah ah ah!”

“Nonsense, of course!” “Need to ask? Go to the Tiandi Bank to withdraw money today!” “Yangjian’s New Year’s Eve, Yinsi’s 17th carnival… I can’t wait to get to the 17th now! My wallet is already hungry. It’s too much!”

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According to statistics on the night of February 13, 58 companies participated in the bidding.

On the 14th, 94 companies participated in the bidding! Tiandi Bank ushered in the peak of lending, with a total of 450 billion loans in three days, and because of a large number of ghost people enthusiastically withdrawing funds, all bank counters were endless all day long.

The boiling discussion is like the tide fading away. However, it is not cooling, but an excitement that forms a suppression. If the carnival is a storm, this is the ocean before the storm. In this intense and quiet convergence, time passed the fifteenth zero.

On February 15, the bidding quota was closed. Pengqiu Port is closed. All cities are expected to be closed to crowds of people.

On the 16th, night.

There is no square in the prefecture. Pengqiu City is copied from Shanhaiguan in the old prefecture, and there is no concept of a square at all. But before nine o’clock, countless ghosts and people have gathered in the streets and alleys. Looking around excitedly. This city is strange to excessive enthusiasm.

Pengqiu is like a volcano about to erupt. As time goes by, the enthusiasm is getting higher and higher.

It was eleven o’clock, eleven thirty, eleven fifty… the entire Pengqiu’s voice turned to the sky, but at eleven fifty-nine, it suddenly became quiet.

Rumble… The whole Pengqiu was trembling, and the person who was still talking immediately stopped his mouth and looked at the sky with an excited smile.

With the trembling of Pengqiu, the yin qi began to gather, like a hundred dragons rising into the sky, forming a huge cloud hole over the entire city. Then…with a gentle light, a pale blue sprinkled the ground.

here we go.

No one spoke, for fear that his heavy breathing would disrupt all of this. At this moment, except for the air, all the lights of Pengqiu, from the city wall to the Lijinggong Building, went out in circles in an extremely rhythmic manner.

Like the frenzy that came together.

“Fuck…” I don’t know how many Yin Lings, watching this magnificent scene, shocked.

Brush… When the last light of Pengqiu was extinguished, a huge clock made of Yin Qi, about 10,000 meters in size, quietly appeared in the sky on the sky. The time scale is a pale blue ghost fire, and the clock face is a boiling cloud.

It has no hour hand, no minute hand, only a second hand. It clicks and clicks, walking on the tip of its heart, tapping, moving forward, moving closer, and rushing to the twelve o’clock carnival night.

“Come…Come!!” Countless young Yin Ling was extremely excited, and the older Yin Ling also had his chest ups and downs.

The huge time scale ghost fire, like a sky lantern, illuminates the entire Pengqiu with a blue sky. Under this grand scene of the same color as the world, a kind of fierce excitement, at this moment, just like the Yangtze River, gushes out from the hearts of all the yin spirits!

Spring Festival, Carnival, the last ten seconds!

I don’t know who it is, and he hoarsly said with a voice that was so excited that he changed his tone: “Ten…”

“Nine…” “Eight!”

At the beginning, it was still scattered, but after three seconds, it has become a carnival for the whole city! The boiling tsunami!

Passion is like a tide, and excitement is like a sea, swarming from all directions! The ghost fire was swallowed and the clock was obscured, and the whole city screamed with excitement like a new year in the sun.

“seven!!!”

“Six! Five!!! Four!!!”

Everyone put their hands to their mouths and tried their best, not knowing that it was the Spring Festival in Xiangyang to say goodbye and goodbye to the past. Still welcoming the last three seconds of the carnival, embracing the future.

“three!!”

“two!!”

“one!!!”

At the moment when the last word fell, endless wild fireworks rushed to the sky in an instant! Roaring off the wall of Pengqiu City, shining half of the sky.

The east wind leaves thousands of trees at night, and blows down, and the stars are like rain.

In all directions, rows of ghost fires rushed straight into the sky, turning into gluttonous, candle dragons, divine beasts… and so on. Because of the Yin Qi system, these fireworks are brighter and more colorful than the sun, like a fuse, directly igniting all the enthusiasm!

The feast begins!

“Oh oh oh!!!” countless Yin Ling roared like venting. Run wild under the fire tree and silver flowers. Tonight, there is no work, only carnival. Tonight is the first Spring Festival after their death. They are roaring out the passion in their hearts, flowing through the city.

Boom boom boom! ! Countless fireworks exploded overhead, and the sky was colorful, without the coldness of the underworld, only gushing pleasure. This scene is comparable to the New Year’s Eve fireworks event of the major provincial capitals in Yangzhou. Yin and Yang are separated, but they are different in the same way.

I don’t know how many yin spirits, but I thought of the relatives of Yang Jian. Spring Festival…Is the other party thinking about each other just like myself? In the sky full of tears?

Beautiful, but sad. The sorrow and grief that suddenly appeared in this crazy happiness quickly infected most of the Yin spirits. However, just when they smiled relievedly and were about to bow their heads. On the city wall, I don’t know when the dancing girls are already standing.

They are tall and tall, each of them may be ten meters in length. They are wearing fairy-like red palace clothes, and they can see very clearly from below. Before Yin Ling was surprised, a familiar melody resounded through the sky.

“My motherland and I can’t be separated for a moment…”

“No matter where I go, there is a hymn…”

The singing is light, I don’t know who is singing, but this situation and situation, under the color of the sky is dyed in the color of China Red, it feels very suitable for the scene.

“I sing every mountain, I sing every river… Smoky smoke, small villages, ruts on the road.”

The melody became agitated, and I don’t know how many Yinlings only felt itchy in their throats, especially those Yinlings who died in the 30s and 60s. I don’t know who opened the head first, maybe no one started at all, but a feeling, a feeling, a sadness of saying goodbye, causing the whole city tens of millions of Yin Ling to sing along.

“My dearest motherland, I will always cling to your heart and use your mother’s pulse to tell me!!”

“My dearest motherland…”

Thousands of people sang in a chorus, and the picture is so shocking that the world has faded and it is not enough to express. And in the midst of the singing, the clock in the void turned into a sky full of flames and floated down gently. In the ghost fire, three phantoms, a full thousand meters high, have appeared in the air.

Qin Ye, Di listen, and Zhao Yun.

Qin Ye’s shadowy ghost raised his head with emotion, looked around, listened to the familiar melody, and looked at the countless ghosts and people below. Hoarsely said: “This is the first New Year of the Jifu.”

“There is no New Year in the Netherworld, but I want it to exist. Because…this is a brand new Netherworld. This is a different one. This is a Netherworld composed of young ghosts that have been around for nearly a hundred years.”

“I thought about it.”

“How can we let everyone remember that every year, this is the day when Yin and Yang are separated and worshipped each other.”

“In the end, I chose this song.”

Shu Lala… As his voice fell,… the clouds in the sky turned frantically and turned into red clouds in the sky. And just in the red clouds, five golden stars are looming.

This is the national flag of China!

This is a blood-stained red, an unyielding red, and a red that has returned to its peak from the ruins, just like the underworld! Countless Yin Ling watched this scene, only feeling the heart beating wildly, the blood was rushing up all the way, the ghost fire was beating desperately!

They suppressed the screaming mentality, covered their mouths, and listened carefully.

“Like Yang Jian, we also belong to this banner. Life is a Chinese, and death is the soul of China. Yin and Yang… are originally a family.”

“From today, this is the banner of the underworld.”

“My dearest motherland, I will always cling to your heart…” The music that has just been a little bit louder in an instant, and the fireworks skyrocketed, reflecting the bright red of the sky, dyeing the underground palace with sincerity!

Life is asylum by the motherland, and death should serve the country. No Yin Ling questioned it.

“My dearest motherland, you are the sea that never dries up, always give me blue waves and clear waves, the song in my heart…” Ten million Yinling is still excited, but it is implicitly excited, being the five-star red flag with the sky as the banner, Shocked by the chorus of thousands of Yin Ling from the underworld. At this moment…under the familiar banner, they felt an unprecedented centripetal force!

Yes, we love this land deeply.

Yes, up and down five thousand years, is there any country that, like China, has been reborn again and again in disillusionment?

The same banner is separated by Yin and Yang. Although the future is bumpy, it is just a repeat of the previous process.

On the city wall, the figures of countless dancing girls were spinning, and the petals of the other shore flowers flew down to the sky with their rotation, causing Pengqiu to fall into the sky. For a full fifteen minutes of cantata, this passion has risen to the top. And at this moment, suddenly everything was silent.

“I declare.” Qin Ye stood on the sixth floor of Lijing Palace, projecting his figure to the top of Pengqiu: “The annual 17th Carnival, now officially begins!”

“Oh oh oh oh!!!” “Ah ah ah!!!” “No way! I can’t do it! Hurry up and help my old lady to the commercial street!!!” “I can buy it! Don’t stop my hand!!!”

freed.

The kind of subtlety just now pulled away the enthusiasm that went out of the way. If the feelings continue to erupt, it will be a greater burden on the mood. But now, it is a process of releasing-retracting-releasing.

Did not feel the depression, but became more fanatical. But… a voice suppressed all the screams of the ghosts.

“Welcome to… Tianya Haige.”

Zhao Yun’s phantom slowly raised his hand. The Yin Ling below was stunned.

End of the World Pavilion?

what? !

Why is there no notification on your plan? ! !