"Mr. Thompson, are you ready?"

In the hazy drizzle, a man wearing a light yellow translucent raincoat stood in front of the silver-white metal case, and behind him was a photography group standing. The host of the microphone wearing the corner of his mouth asked, looking at the digital clock accurately to milliseconds on the left side of the case.

There are 10 seconds left before 8 o'clock.

He stretched out his left hand and gave a thumbs up, making a gesture that was OK, put his right hand on the edge of the chassis, and put his thumb in front of the red button.

The countdown starts.

5!4!3!2!1!

The thumb pressed the button hard, and a few muffled sounds mixed with the buzzing sound of mechanical activation. The lights suddenly lit up around the tower where the crowd was!

Overlook view.

Starting from Community No. 8, it leads directly to Community No. 1. The giant tower with a height of nearly 100 meters standing in the middle of Lower City suddenly started at this moment.

Starting from the top floor, light waves representing three-dimensional holographic projection continue to light up, projecting the scene images that have been set to major communities in the Lower City.

"Look, it's foggy!"

In the park in Community No. 3, someone opened his arms and hugged the "gray fog" that spread from the upper floors and was created by holographic projection.

People in the grey fog cheered enthusiastically.

Everyone knows that this is the beginning of the Thousand Sails City Ten Thousand Ghost Festival!

Herody ~~

In the obscure grey mist, the loud neighing sound of horses sounded.

A faint blue fire burned in his pupils, and a skeleton horse made of skeletons drooping a little bit of flesh jumped out in the gray fog in the air, hovering around the hollows between the central buildings of the entire city.

In just a few seconds, the gray mist on the horse's back began to stir, and the warrior holding a long sword gradually emerged, driving the horses toward the parks of various communities.

Every time I go above a park, the area begins to rise giant pumpkin lanterns portrayed as demonic faces, sneering.

Crack!!!

The thunder exploded, and the gray fog on the top suddenly began to form a vortex around a central point, creating a doomsday scene.

Just as everyone was surprised and shocked by this scene, all the undead knights suddenly hovered in the air, turned around and headed towards the tower.

At the same time, in the thick layer of fog, a huge, brown wooden horn pierced the aerosol, followed by a terrifying five-masted sailboat that seemed to be traveling from hell.

The hull under the corner of the front part was broken into a hideous crack. The hull was covered with cracks and dark green seaweed after all the vicissitudes. The black canvas hanging on the mast was also ragged. However, the pieces put together were made of a very domineering pirate ship.

Just when everyone thought this was also a fantasy existence projected by holographic projection, it began to hover around the central tower. The huge hull shattered the rain in the sky as it marched, occasionally passing through the outer streets of several high-rise communities, and the side of the boat was less than two meters away from the onlookers.

The wind pressure that was rushing towards me was mixed with rain, and it directly overturned the people closer to the ground, causing a burst of exclamations around me.

"What a fool. This is Qianfan City. That ship is a real thing disguised by our giant airship. If you stretch out your hand just now, your fingers might be cut off."

Friends who knew some inside stories quickly helped the person up, and the flirting between words could no longer be obvious.

The pirate ship kept shuttled through the central area for a moment, and saw that it had already circled most of the areas, at the top of the thickest mast in the center of the pirate ship, someone was standing on top of it, with a loudspeaker disguised as a telescope floating in front of him.

He swallowed and opened his mouth suddenly shouted: "Do you want my treasures? I hide them in hidden places in the community, go and search!"

As his voice fell, a large number of ribbons sprayed out from the muzzles on both sides of the ship. This part was a virtual image, but a little trick to entertain.

In order to increase the lively atmosphere during the Ten Thousand Ghost Festival, the Qianfancheng government has prepared not only the opening ceremony, but also many activities with lottery. The facts have proved that this practice is very successful and easily mobilized the enthusiasm of the people to go shopping.

Such a massive performance is actually just one of the opening contents that appeared in the central building complex of Qianfan City. The place where the Wan Ghost Festival really begins is not here.

In the various communities with more dense crowds, there is another scene at this time.

In the No. 8 community, a team dressed as a hundred ghosts slowly passed by the street. Several virgin ghosts standing in front were carrying orange paper lanterns and constantly threw piles of hand-packed fried beans to the onlookers on both sides of the street.

Sometimes, some children dressed as ghosts rushed out of the team with pumpkin lanterns, caught people and asked for candy, and they could get a hug if they gave them. If they didn't give them or didn't, they would not only be graffitied on their faces by a group of "little ghosts", but also endured the contemptuous gaze of other pedestrians nearby.

The streets and alleys of the No. 13 community are full of fireworks. It is not that someone is setting off fireworks, but that every household is half closed and burning paper money and bundles of rice ears for chanting Buddha's name. When they get closer, they can find that there are a table of food in the house, no matter the size of the house. There must be two incense candles facing the door, and there are incense burners in the middle, and on both sides are rice cakes or steamed buns stacked in pagoda shapes.

From time to time, adults lead children to fold their hands in front of the incense and candle, bowing to pray. After a while, the children will change into the inner room with a judge or a ghost look, snot, and sway to the door, swaying, swaying small branches that were broken from their hands, and "check the water meter" in groups of three or five.

However, for Zhu Jue at this moment.

All the excitement is someone else's.

The epidemic prevention institute arranged for him and the doctors sent from his clinic to the No. 35 community for medical assistance, and was about to set off to report this morning.

Now he and Suzi are waiting for the arrival of rail cars in the city in the Lower City.

"Oh, what a naughty kid, he actually stuffed candy paper into my pocket."

As soon as he saw a "evil ghost" off, he turned around and took out a handful of candy paper from his pocket. Zhu Jue turned the handle of the umbrella and looked at Suzi, who was sucking candy out of his pocket, and complained helplessly.

"Isn't it just that I didn't bring any candy? I don't know there are such rules."

"Although the Ten Thousand Ghost Festival in other cities is not as important as Qianfan City, there should be some activities that you have not experienced?"

Suzi asked in surprise.

"Well... I used to live in the old city of Yecheng. The people inside even had a problem with their lives. Where did they have the intention to celebrate the festival?"

He felt guilty and touched a candy from Suzi's pocket and tear off the packaging, stuffed it into his mouth, found an excuse to make excuses, looked at the watch in a pretentious manner and continued,

"Let's go in quickly, the train is about to start."

The urban structure of Qianfan City is destined to have natural limitations on ground traffic. It is very troublesome for ordinary vehicles to travel back and forth between communities. Nearer communities can walk through overpasses, and this distance with a huge upper and lower span is naturally impossible to use the same method. At this time, the railcars with three-dimensional lines that run through the entire city have become the first choice for self-driving airships.

This time I was going to a lower-level community like Community No. 35, and the docking of airboats was a problem, so the two of them gave up the self-driving airboat after discussion.

Walking into the waiting hall and through the window on the other side, Zhu Jue looked at the scene outside.

"How do you think this Ten Thousand Ghost Festival is compared with the Spring Festival in Rong Xiacheng?"

In Zhu Jue's impression, the only festival celebration with such a large scale in front of him is Rong Xiacheng's spring festival.

"Festivals represent traditional culture. This practice of attracting attention by relying on modern technology is impossible to compare with the Spring Festival... The gap is too big, and there is really nothing good to comment on."

As a native of Rongxiacheng, Suzi obviously admires the festivals in her hometown. I don’t know whether there is any partiality in it. Zhu Jue compared the two in his mind, and finally he had to admit that the spring festival in Rongxiacheng is more charming.

Not to mention anything else, just in terms of cultural reflection, the Thousand Ghost Festival in Qianfan City is indeed thrown out by Rong Xiacheng Spring Festival.

"boss!"

Between the two of them talking, a familiar voice sounded from behind. They turned their heads and looked over. Lin, who was carrying a purple backpack, was walking towards this side.

Zhu Jue, who was about to ask about the progress of the translation of "Naket's Manuscript", could only stop the conversation and redirect the content of the conversation to the Ten Thousand Ghost Festival.

"We don't know how long we need to stay in Community No. 35 this time. Will we miss the entire Ten Thousand Ghost Festival?"

According to the statement given by epidemic prevention, this action will not last more than one week.

"I'll definitely miss it!"

Lin looked at the train schedule next to her, and her face looked a little ugly.
Chapter completed!