If you want to cut in line, pay first.
Not to mention the chaos outside the Ghost Gate, the Mohist ghosts and sixteen immortals, accompanied by Zhou Cang, are heading to Luofeng Mountain.
The celebration of becoming king had actually begun for some time, and all departments of the underworld had received blessings - Qin Guang sent some supplies in the name of the underworld.
Cities and tribes in the underworld also organized celebrations and worship activities.
The underworld is vast, and there are many things to do in the underworld.
In order not to affect normal work, Kong Hanan specifically gave such an order and did not give any vacation.
In his previous life, he went to celebrate his boss's birthday, but his boss never gave him any special leave.
Isn't it better for you to find time to bring the gifts to the door yourself?
Having said that, the immortals playing music is the highlight after all, and everyone always wants to see something new, and Zhou Cang is no exception.
He followed in the name of escort, and at the same time called his friends in the "Chat Group of Generals in the Underworld" set up by Kong Hanan.
Yu Tu finally couldn't help but started to mock.
"All day long he thought about mundane things, and how he could gain privileges by spending money. No wonder he became a ghost."
Zhou Cang snorted, "You guys aren't any better. Those ghosts queuing outside are probably dead because of you."
Yu Tu didn't dare to cause trouble, but he still dared to talk. He sneered and said, "We are seeking benefits for mortals. Who are you?"
Zhou Cang sneered: "Whatever you say, wait until the king's army reaches the heavens in the future, and we will see who benefits whom."
Yu Tu smiled. It was worthy of being the underworld, the lowest of the three realms, a bunch of ignorant things.
If Kong Hanan had the courage, would he dare to go to heaven?
The Great Emperor Qinghua of Dongji has nine clones.
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