Chapter 24: Complain to Heaven and Hell

However, the most eye-catching part is the most important part of the Lantern Festival.

In the parade, there was a group of people wearing white clothes and evil ghost masks carrying a black and gold sedan chair. They walked in the middle of the parade.

This is the Holy Prince!

In the ancient legend of Anyang City, the Holy Prince is a child of hell. He has half of the power of the underworld since he was born.

The King of Hell felt that his authority was challenged, so he threw the Holy Prince into the mortal world. Later, he searched for the Holy Prince and wanted to find him back.

The human world selected the "Holy Prince" to hold the Lantern Festival, on the one hand, to offer the "Holy Prince" to the King of Hell, and on the other hand, to hope that the King of Hell would convey his wishes to his family for his merits.

Of course, this is just a folk legend.

The "Holy Prince" was not really offered to the King of Hell, but just selected a suitable person to sit on the sedan chair and walk around with the parade.

Xu Zhou squeezed in the crowd and sighed: "There are so many people!"

Ji Wu was so irritable that he wanted to shake his legs.

There are so many people, it is impossible to find that guy from the parade.

"This must be the sedan chair of the Holy Prince! So many people are carrying it, it looks so cool!"

Xu Zhou showed an expression that he also wanted to be carried by others.

Ji Wu sneered, "This is just in peacetime. In the past, the so-called Holy Prince would have said it was a sacrifice to the King of Hell."

"In ancient times, everyone was stupid. For such illusory rumors, they would really offer real sacrifices to satisfy their own interests."

Xu Zhou looked enlightened: "Then Anyang Island still promotes it as an event?"

"It was the past. Now it's just an ordinary event to comfort people. Just treat it as an ordinary parade of floats."

A local who had been listening to their conversation was not very happy, "Hey! What do you outsiders know!"

"This Lantern Festival is our local traditional culture. As for the sacrifice you mentioned, there is no such thing! This is a rumor! Slander!"

When he saw this man glaring at him, he looked like he would rush up and beat you up if you dared to say anything more!

Xu Zhou and Ji Wu didn't want to conflict with him here, so they kept silent.

Xu Zhou picked up his mobile phone and wanted to take a picture of this wonderful parade. As soon as the camera was aimed at the sedan chair, he couldn't help but say "Fuck!"

Ji Wu slapped Xu Zhou on the back of his head, "Don't say bad words, kid."

Xu Zhou rubbed his head, "I said those interjections, no, I was shocked! Mr. Ji, I seem to see Brother Bai!"

"Where?"

"There!"

Ji Wu looked in the direction Xu Zhou pointed.

On the sedan chair carried by eight people, a person wearing a black robe and sitting in the sedan chair had a familiar face.

Although his face was made up, there were several golden lines on the end of his eyes and the center of his eyebrows. He looked majestic without anger, and had a transcendent and inhuman divinity.

Ji Wu recognized him at a glance!

Who else could this be but the white leftist who skipped the mission!

"Little bastard!" Ji Wu almost broke his teeth!

Xu Zhou heard the creaking sound of teeth biting, and thought absentmindedly: Should I introduce a reliable dentist to Supervisor Ji?

"Let's catch up! I want to see what he's going to do this time!"

"Oh!"

The two squeezed into the crowd and followed the parade with difficulty.

Bai Zuo sat on the sedan chair carried by the crowd and leaned back boredly, "What a hassle! Let's end it quickly!"

The parade lasted for more than two hours.

Soon, the team arrived at the destination, which was the last part of the Lantern Festival.

The parade gods had already gone.

In this part, the parade gods did not need to appear.

In front of them was a shrine made of stones. People wearing evil ghost masks lifted the sedan chair up and put it down.

The Holy Prince walked out of the sedan chair and stepped on the stage, and the parade ended.

In fact, this ceremony also reduced a lot of links, such as the Holy Prince needed to enter the coffin at the end, and the people holding lanterns in the parade lit all the lanterns under the shrine, so that the wishes for the family could be sent to the underground.

Of course, for safety reasons, these links have been reduced.

The only thing worth watching is the process of the parade gods.

It should be like this.

Everyone should disperse after seeing this. The parade gods, the Holy Prince, and the people carrying the sedan chair will take off their makeup.

But today is different.

The Holy Prince standing on the altar, dragging his long black clothes, hummed softly in a strange tone.

People who have participated in the parade in the past were very surprised: "Huh? A new link has been added this year?"

"Is it strange that there is this link?"

"Is it an activity easter egg thought up by Anyang Island?"

"This tone is quite nice. It sounds particularly sacred and ethereal. It has a chilly feeling that penetrates people's hearts in the gloom. It is very suitable for the atmosphere of the Lantern Festival!"

"The organizer is really thoughtful!"

"This is the way to actively promote culture! Otherwise, it's boring to always do the same thing."

"The Lantern Festival is the most important culture of our Anyang Island. It can't be changed at will!"

Some locals are dissatisfied. It's okay if outsiders don't know, but don't the locals know it?

There is no such link in the ceremony. Who is so bold to change such an important event!

It's really disrespectful to their culture!

"I appeal to the heavens and the netherworld. Now I, the Holy Prince, have returned to my position and have taken on the authority of the underworld to perform my duties."

The Holy Prince played by Bai Zuo just stood there with dignity.

It frightened the audience below.

Bai Zuo raised his head slightly and looked at the people below with a contemptuous look as if he were looking at an ant. "I have returned to my position. You can offer me to the ghosts and gods, and then you can serve me as ghost soldiers and avoid the suffering of the eighteen hells."

What he meant by this sentence was that you wanted to offer me to the King of Hell. Now that I have returned to my position and have half the authority of the underworld, you can offer yourself to me and work like a cow or a horse for me, otherwise I will throw you into the eighteen levels of hell.

After saying this, he waved his hand.

A huge shadow spread from the ground and silently enveloped the crowd.

In the crowd, Ji Wu and Xu Zhou, who had been unable to squeeze in because there were too many people, suddenly raised their heads.

"Mr. Ji!"

Ji Wu nodded: "I feel it too."

A huge strange breath!

And why did he feel that this familiar feeling was caused by someone?

Impossible, there was no weirdness here, how could Bai Zuo suddenly open up the weird domain in front of so many people?

The person standing in the front felt a cool breath coming, and then, there seemed to be something fluffy on the calf climbing up the trouser leg.

"Ah!!!"

He suddenly raised his foot and stomped hard a few times.