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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 devil masks, carrying a black and gold sedan chair. They were walking in the middle of the parade.

This is the Holy Prince!

According to the ancient legend of Anyang City, the Holy Prince is a child of hell, and he possessed half of the authority of the underworld from the moment 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 bring him back.

The reason why the people in the human world select the "Holy Prince" to hold the Lantern Festival is, 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 will recognize his merits and convey his wishes to his family.

Of course, this is just a folk legend.

The "Holy Prince" was not actually dedicated to the King of Hell, but a suitable person was chosen to sit on the sedan chair and walk around with the parade.

As Xu Zhou squeezed through the crowd, he exclaimed, "There are so many people!"

Ji Wu was so irritated 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 Holy Prince's sedan chair! So many people are carrying it, it looks so cool!"

Xu Zhou showed an expression as if he also wanted to be carried away.

Ji Wu sneered, "This is only in peacetime. In the past, this so-called Holy Prince would be a sacrifice to the King of Hell, to put it bluntly."

"In ancient times, everyone was foolish. For such imaginary rumors, they would actually offer real sacrifices to satisfy their own selfish interests."

Xu Zhou looked enlightened: "So Anyang Island is promoting this as an event?"

"The past is the past. Now it's just an ordinary event to comfort people. Just treat it as an ordinary float parade."

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

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

I saw this man glaring at me, as if he would rush over and beat me up if I dared to say anything more!

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

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

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

Xu Zhou rubbed his head. "That was an interjection. No, I was shocked! Mr. Ji, I think I saw Brother Bai!"

"where?"

"That!"

Ji Wu looked in the direction Xu Zhou pointed.

I saw a person wearing a black robe sitting in the sedan chair carried by eight people. He had a very familiar face.

Although her face was made up, with several divine lines outlined in gold at the end of her eyes and between her eyebrows, she looked awe-inspiring without even being angry, with a kind of divine nature that transcended the human.

Ji Wu recognized him at a glance!

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

"Little bastard!" Ji Wu almost bit his teeth to pieces!

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

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

"Oh!"

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

Bai Zuo sat on the sedan chair being carried by the crowd and leaned back in boredom. "What a hassle! Let's get this over with!"

The parade lasted more than two hours.

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

The procession of gods has already gone on.

There is no need for the gods to appear in this segment.

In front of them was an altar made of stones, and people wearing evil ghost masks lifted and lowered the sedan chair.

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

In fact, this ceremony has omitted many steps. For example, the Holy Prince needs to enter the coffin at the end, and the people holding lanterns in the parade light up all the lanterns under the altar so that the prayers for the family can be sent to the underground.

Of course, for safety reasons, all these links have been eliminated now.

The only thing worth watching is the procession of the gods.

That's how it should be.

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

But today you are different.

I saw the Holy Prince standing on the altar, wearing a long black robe, humming softly in a strange tone.

Those who have participated in the parade in the past were surprised: "Huh? There's a new segment this year?"

“Is it strange that there is such a link?”

"Could it be an Easter egg event that Anyang Island came up with?"

"This tune is quite pleasant. It sounds particularly sacred and ethereal, with a chilling feeling that penetrates the heart within its eerie atmosphere. It's perfect for the atmosphere of the Lantern Festival!"

“The organizers are really thoughtful!”

"This is how we actively promote culture! Otherwise, it's getting boring to keep doing the same old thing."

"The Lantern Festival is the most important culture of our Anyang Island. We can't change it at will!"

Some local people are dissatisfied. It would be fine if outsiders didn’t know about it, but don’t the locals know about it?

There was no such part in the ceremony at all. Who was so bold as to change such an important event!

It's really disrespectful to their culture!

"I appeal to the heavens above and the netherworld below. Now that I, the Holy Prince, have returned to my throne, I have accepted the authority of the underworld to perform my duties."

The holy prince played by the white leftist man exudes majesty just by standing there.

It actually scared the audience below.

Bai Zuo raised his head slightly, looking at the crowd below with the contempt he would give to ants. "I have returned to my position. You will serve me as ghosts and gods, and then serve as ghost soldiers at my command, sparing me the sufferings of the eighteen hells."

What he meant was that you wanted to offer me to the King of Hell, but now that I have returned to my position and have half the power of the underworld, you should offer yourselves to me and work like my slaves, otherwise I will throw you into the eighteen levels of hell.

After speaking, 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 looked up.

"Mr. Ji!"

Ji Wu nodded: "I feel it too."

A huge and strange aura!

And why does he feel that this familiar feeling is caused by someone?

Impossible, there is nothing strange here. How could Bai Zuo suddenly unfold the strange domain in front of so many people?

The person standing in the front felt a cool breath coming over him, and then something furry seemed to be crawling up his calf along his trouser leg.

"what!!!"

He suddenly raised his foot and stomped hard several times.