After Getting A Job in the Nether World, I Became Famous

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Bai Wu was still confused, unable to understand the meaning of Lan He, and even thought that Yin Qi was so strong. Lan He, who had never believed in evil spirits, also saw a ghost, and when it appeared, he said to Lan He: "I will not let Don’t be afraid, I’m different from them, I’m here to protect you, don’t you remember me, I am...”

Its black bean eyes showed a very human humiliation: "I am Yiping!"

Lan He: "..."

Lan He: "...I know."

know? Bai Wu has not yet understood.

Lan He put his hand down, grabbed its two paws, picked up the whole huge hedgehog, and put it aside, "Leave it to me next."

Then Lan He sat up, or rather, in a soulful way.

Bai Wu is still confused at this moment: "Why did he die suddenly? Scared to death?"

No, it plucked up the courage to repay, why Lan He is still dead.

The female ghosts are also a little confused, but the living is dead, and the hedgehog. They look at each other, continue to approach, and talk to Wu Youyou: "Come on..."

Lan He's expression was indifferent, unavoidable, and walked over head-on, pulling out a fan: "Come on!"

Female ghosts: "..............."

It can be seen that the original fierce expression began to crack, and gradually panicked. It is conceivable that the fan who has recognized the yin is still scared before he has completely lost his mind.

Lan He walked faster and faster. Although there was no footsteps, he brought a great sense of urgency, especially when he took out the paper again, exuding a sense of justice.

The female ghosts completely lost their looks, their formations were scattered, they pushed and squeezed, they lost their embroidered shoes and dared not go back to pick them up, fled around and screamed, "Help! Help!"

Lan He chased out for two hundred meters. One fan gave one of the female ghosts to the wall. The other companions ignored it and continued to flee. She fell to the ground and cried with her face on her face.

Lan He approached and saw her still crying: "Look up, I will ask you."

The ghost raised her face, revealing two blood stains under her eyes.

Lan He: "...Forget it, you're covering it. I asked you, did you see a black soul wearing a rosary be caught in?"

The female ghost nodded: "There are two in black. One of them is indeed as you described, but the other one can't see his face clearly. It's just a very serious look. We don't dare to come close."

Lan He: "Which way do you see it clearly? You have lived here for a long time, you should be familiar with it, and give me a way."

The female ghost started shaking and confirmed to him: "You are impermanent, right?"

Lan He did not wear a hat, but the fan was able to prove his identity. He also deliberately. Wearing a hat would reveal his identity. He is still famous in the underworld. "Yes, why?"

There are more than one Lan He, impermanent, and it's nothing to admit.

The female ghost breathed a sigh of relief: "You're fierce...right-hearted looks like the one who's been in trouble recently, I'm a little scared."

Lan He was shocked and asked, "Have you ever seen Sun Wukong?"

The female ghost said in a daze: "Who is Sun Wukong? I said Dongyue Yinsi's grandpa."

Lan He: "........."

How did it happen? Last time I heard that I still scolded ghosts in Mianlian drama, which is relatively true, and it is rumored that it has become a mess. He used a paper rope to tie the female ghost in place, afraid that she would run away, "The old master is not a unit with me. Wait, I will come immediately."

Lan He folded back, but disappeared from Yi Ping. He yucked and cried strangely, "Yi Ping? Where are you?"

There is no response.

Lan He looked around and finally found Yi Ping. He saw him lying flat in front of the sightseeing car, his hands clasped in his abdomen, his eyes closed, his face calm and serene.

Lan He: "..."

If this is a painting, then its name should be "Waiting to Die".

In fact, this is also within the expectation of Lan He, "If you lie here for a while, I still have something to do, let's go..."

White five: Still peaceful.

When Lan He took out the reincarnation fan, Bai Wu felt that he no longer existed.

At this moment, before death, there were countless moments of getting along with Lan He in his mind, and every time he remembered a little more, his thorn seemed to grow upside down and pierce his heart. This is the person who sticks people.

Its benefactor is actually impermanent. In other words, he must always be able to see and hear himself...

Bai Wu could not imagine that there are such people in the world who love acting.

Taishan Niangniang is on top, it is not that it does not want to promote goodness, and Baimen was born so difficult, let it go.

Anyway, no one will drive this car at night, let's say it's a serious fairy, it's not so easy to crush, Lan He squatted down to give his body stickers, write town symbols.

He only heard a sob, and turned his head to see no movement. After a moment, Yi Ping's closed eyes slowly shed a tear.

Lan He: "..."

Lan He thought, the only thing that could make Yiping give up the idea of ​​suicide, probably only...

"Sorry, I wanted to keep you away until you left. I didn't expect to encounter such a situation today. Just now I actually want to fulfill your wish and get a Fortuna Tower. Since you are so uncomfortable, that matter Just as if it didn’t happen, I don’t tell anyone, and you forget, I don’t need you to repay, how?

Bai Wu's lips moved slowly: "Do you have a courtyard?"

Lan He said with a blank expression: "No, the 80 square meter apartment can't live."

Of course, being a family fairy is better than being a wild fairy. In his life, he hasn’t lived in the God of Wealth Tower, even if he is going to die... Bai Wu thought for a while, and slowly got up, his eyes were indifferent: "Then I will be a few days later dead."

"... Don't worry, you can rest here first. I'll tell you. I'm going to save people." Lan He blocked. "More than three people are in your eyes, it's a crowd of people."

Bai Wu hesitated, still silently walking behind Lan He.

Although Lan He had already killed its soul, he had to protect him. What happened to Lan He? The benefactor had no money and the wealth building was gone.

...

Lan He hid her body and put it on her body, and she was led by the female ghost and continued to go to the palace of the king, but this time it was floating, and the speed was naturally faster.

Halfway through the pond, you can also see the female ghost sitting beside the pool, the taste of the body is completely different from the hanging ghost. Ghosts who die on the shore usually carry paper dust, but those who die in the water carry sheep's anger.

Looking at it this way, Yu Hangjia said it's a good thing. There can be more ghosts here, some dead on the shore and some in the water.

"I don't know where they are going, but it's not big here, maybe..." The hanging ghost was talking, and suddenly there was snow in the sky.

Lan He froze for a moment, looked up at the snow flakes in the sky, but it wasn't winter yet...

When the "snowflake" fell into Lan He's hands in the dark night sky, he realized that it was not a snowflake at all, but a piece of white paper money with a round square hole, and a piece of paper with a diameter of about three inches, just looking at it while in the air. Like snowflakes.

"I haven't seen such a scene for a long time..." The female ghost murmured, showing a look of nostalgia. "Many years ago, when I was out of funeral, someone took a large string of paper money and asked someone with strong arms to take the paper money. Raised high, overwhelming, like it was snowing."

The yellow and white paper money respectively correspond to gold and silver.

When Lan He felt strange, he heard a voice coming from nowhere: "Four corners of the husband, the back of the tail, the master of the family rewards ten money! The grandmother of the family rewards eight money..."

The voice was high and bright, to say one thing, and there was also the voice of the sum of money.

"Why is there a funeral here? Is it a ghost?" Lan He smelled it carefully, but didn't smell the slightest ash.

Bai Wu and the female ghost are also confused: "It seems to be true, the voice of a living person."

Along with the call for money, a team of people also came. At the beginning was a person carrying a large string of paper money and waving his hand, followed by a couplet, a plaque, a wreath, etc., and a few dozen. Children up and down are dressed in white, playing snare drums, carrying color sheds and other objects. Naturally, there are coffins.

There are always dozens of people in the party, and they come here.

Lan He saw that there was still a portrait in the crowd. He fixed his eyes, and his back was cold for a while. It was clearly his own face.

The ghost also took a breath: "Why am I dead again!"

"?" Lan He was baffled. Looking at Baiwu again, he even covered his heart and said: "I knew I was dead..."

Lan He: "..."

The performance of these two is very strange, Lan He himself feels very wrong, if he died himself, but he is not a Beijing city, why should he be buried in Beijing city folk customs, and he is the only child, where is the grandma ...

The doubts seemed to be getting stronger, but he didn't realize that he seemed to gradually lose his emotional ups and downs, unknowingly, even the initial doubts were gone and his steps stopped.

Lan He was thinking in a mess. The team looked at him sideways, with a bright smile on his face. The coffin lifter patted the red sapient, and the lid of the coffin opened.

As soon as Lan He saw it, he unknowingly walked in that direction, as if it were his destination. The female ghost and Yiping also followed him, and before reaching Shoucai, Lan He crawled into Shoucai and lay down.

Yi Ping also jumped in and changed into a big hedgehog, squatting on Lan He.

The female ghost also planned to climb in. Her legs were stretched halfway, but Lan He screamed-Yi Ping sat down, but its sting was upright.

Lan He's expression was sober, how could he lie in the coffin, he felt wrong, he had to sit up and see.

When they saw the coffins, they hurriedly closed the lid of the coffin and nailed it with nails. The female ghost had no time to enter and fell outside.

Boom, Boom, the sound of the nail coffin is echoing...

In the darkness, Lan He swallowed the hedgehog who hadn't noticed, and took out Hu's nails from her arms, and quickly burned her nails. The thoughts became clearer, and the clouds turned into the sun.

Lan He kicked the coffin lid hard, and the coffin lid that hadn't been nailed was kicked by him. When he got up to take a look, what kind of coffin was this? It was a big cardboard box at all. It's paper scraps and rubbish, forming a formation.

Bai Wu recovered at this moment: "What, how did your clothes break."

"?" Lan He said, "You don't remember? I thought you deliberately awakened me."

He added a sentence in the bottom of his heart, or maybe even revenge. Good guy, fortunately, it’s not a flesh, otherwise Yi Ping is still tied up, is there a way to live, and it is directly a sieve.

Bai Wu looked at the formation on the ground, gradually waking up, and weakly said: "I don't know, it's just that the subconscious is dangerous, and the thorns are all erected."

——If it is unusual, his thorn will not be stretched all the time.

Looking at the female ghost again, I don't know when I ran away.

Lan He figured it out, and with his own experience, the psychedelic technique used just now was either the Yellow Gate or the Hu Gate, which was similar to the real human before Gua Er.

However, the caster is still much higher than Gua Er's real person, and no one is close to him. One formation is far more confusing than Gua Er's illusion. He unknowingly entered the suit.

Bai Wu said in a daze: "Then what to do now, all those who led the way ran away."

Lan He lightened up: "Don't worry, it should be nearby, otherwise, why do you suspect here?"

An angling donkey came faintly from the garden next to him, confirming Lan He's thoughts, "Let's go."

...

Song Futan took the little lame donkey and sat on the stone bench. He looked coldly at the black robe who brought him. Although he didn't show his face, he faintly noticed that this was the one that had robbed Yan San in Juehui Temple.

The black robe reached out and blew his nails, his nails looked sharp, "... last time outside Juehui Temple, he didn't speak very well. This time I have a chance to chat with you."

This was the first time he had spoken, and his voice sounded somewhat indistinct.

Song Futan ignored it, and among so many evil spirits, the black robe had already been regarded as an elegant one, and did not intimidate him.

The black robe walked to the front and said with emotion: "The mouth vomits the red lotus to recuperate the body, is this the opportunity God gave me, tell me to swallow the lotus into a pill?"

He just said so brightly that he wanted to swallow Song Futan. His fingers crossed the lame donkey's head. Sharp nails and looming grief made the lame don't dare to move.

Song Futan said lightly: "Don't touch my donkey."

The black robe glanced at the paper donkey sign, and suddenly chuckled with a smile. Two red awns appeared under the black robe, and the tone bewilderedly said: "Under the burial of the monarch, I am sent to the world... if you want to be with its owner Meet, why not go to Huangquan early."

He said, as he stretched out his hand, a thin blade hung down between his fingers.

There used to be many ghosts, with bloody, weird, and terrible scenes, trying to make Song Futan lose his mind, it is best to lose the idea of ​​living, and actively give up his life and discard the rosary.

In this way, they can't get close to the rosary, they can get what they want, but Song Futan never wavered.

The black robe, without speaking aloud or making any terrifying illusions, pointed directly at the hearts of the people.

To design a person, it is not necessary to know what he is afraid of and what he likes.

Although Song Futan didn't speak, the black robe was clear: "Am I right? You really shaken, heh..."

Even if there was only a slight gap, it was enough for him. In the eyes of the black robe, the red light was heavier, but it flashed quickly again, and he ducked sideways.

A chain flew silently, because the black robe's premature action was defeated.

Lan He is holding the chain on the other end.

Although it is far away, there is a certain degree of expansion and contraction of the soul hook. He has also seen Lao Bai and Yan San tied a large number of ghosts with a rope, which does not affect flexibility.

After Lan He became impermanent, he had impermanent skill bonuses. Even in reality, the ferrules are accurate. So far, there have been few mischiefs. Seeing that one set has failed, he said disappointedly: "This little animal is quite flexible. "

The black robe looked at Lan He's soul-stirring cable, wouldn't he still understand, he grinned: "It's you."

Now that the Lord is here, today it seems that there is no way to shake the sick Guren.

What is it you, and recognize me as a bad girl? Lan Heyang said: "Yes, I am impermanent, and I haven't released people yet, so you can't see Taishan Yinsi..."

Black robe: "............"

Do you not know Taishan Yinsi? ? Is this a new proverb, have you been behind the times for so long?

The black robe presses his doubts and asks Lan He, which obviously damages his composure. He only said lazily: "Do you know who I am?"

Lan He was speechless, "Look at your sneaky dress, outdated illusions, it must have been the last time you stole the hat."

The black robe was shocked, "You are not stupid..."

Fuck, it really is. Lan He thought, since I was on a business trip, I have met a few people and ghosts in the underworld. I have seen a few things, not to mention you, and I have been treated as me when I saw Gua Er!

But of course this can't be said. Lan He said confidently: "I have tracked you down. I came here to catch you deliberately, and I'm going to catch it without a fight."

The black robe sneered, not convinced at all.

Lan He shook his soul a few times and threw it out again.

The black robe has a good chest and avoids it lightly, "I just praised you as being not stupid, why do you want to know what you can't do..."

Before the voice fell, the chain fell straight on Song Futan.

Lan He dragged Song Futan to the side by the chain, who said he could only set the murderer.

Song Futan: "..."

Black robe: "............"

Lan He dragged Song Futan back, and casually introduced: "This is Yi Ping, this is Xiao Song." He lost a piece of paper to Yi Ping, "Yi Ping, you reported to Miaoganshan and Yin Si. "

"My name is Baiwu." Yi Ping burst into tears and squatted aside to write a letter.

Song Futan: "..." He wondered what Yiping called.

The black robe is not impatient, and calmly said: "Miaoganshan is a fart ball, and today you will find a way to live."

"? You are just afraid of Miss Hu." Lan He must not be able to release him easily, and sprinkled the remaining paper, all from Officer Wang.

In order to dodge, the black robe was a bit slower, and Lan He's speed was faster than he thought, and what Lan He said made him angry: "Who fears the dead fox."

Soon, the black robe understood why Lan He moved so fast.

Lan He stretched out his left hand, but with sharp claws, he noticed a familiar breath on top: "Hu Da..."

Lan He was not at all polite. He greeted his face with his hand. While he was missing, his nails caught his hood and tore it apart, revealing a pair of torn ears.

"Aren't you the Yellow Gate?" Lan He looked at the weasel's ears, which were round, but they didn't usually show up. These ears are more like Humen?

The black robe took the hood off, and he didn't expect to hide it for too long anyway.

After picking this hood, Lan He found that the black robe and the girl Hu were somewhat similar. A pair of slanting fox eyes with thick... Anyway, I don’t know whether it is smoky makeup or dark circles, anyway. A female fox.

No wonder you can't find it in the Yellow Gate. It was her deceptive trick before. Even Hu 79 didn't recognize it. It wasn't the yellow gate, but the same gate, and the level of the maze of her cloth fell to the right level.

She pointed out her sharp tongue, slipped past the skin on her cheek that had been scratched a bit by Lan He's fingertips, and her broken ears shook. "Want to stay with me, but unfortunately you only have her skills."

She said that she jumped into Lan He's arms. Lan He gave a handful of it, but it was so heavy that she fell on her hand. She looked closely at where the fox was. It was a golden gate.

The fox, with its physical form, has long disappeared. The technique of confusion is really profound.

Lan He, holding Jinmen Kan'er in wonder, asked Yi Ping: "Do you know who it is? I think she resembles Miss Hu, and she has obvious physical features."

What kind of ears did they rot out of, and they came out deliberately.

Bai Wu squatted on the ground, confused and said: "Never seen."

Forget it, asking Bai Wu is also a free ride.

At this moment, Lao Bai and Miss Hu didn't seem to come, and Lan He wrote another letter to urge him. I remembered that I was in Xingshuang and I had dinner, so I temporarily gave Jinmenkaner to Yiping for safekeeping. Although it is not a golden mouse, this is also a cultural relic.

As for the rest...

It was Song Futan.

"Are you... eating at Xingshuang?" Lan He turned and asked him.

Song Futan's eyes were a little weird, but he didn't feel right: "Well, did you see?"

Lan He didn't know what to say at the moment, was it to start from the beginning, or was it straightforward, the time seemed to be insufficient, he simply said: "We still meet at Xingshuang to talk, I originally told you."

What do you mean? Song Futan has not escaped from his previous thinking.

"Don't leave after waking up, wait for me to find you and give you a surprise." Lan He fanned him with a rejuvenating fan.

Song Futan's soul fluttered back and forth, what flashed in his mind, and tried to capture that little light——

.

After Lan He returned to his soul, he hurried out, and his steps were still a little jumpy. At this time, the door had been closed, and he still went over the wall.

Before I reached Xingshuang, I received a call from Chen Xingyang: "Hey, brother, what's the matter with you, and you fell into the toilet? I didn't reply to the WeChat sent to you, I came to send you papers, you are not here ."

He almost thought that Lan He had a quarrel with someone else's box, and he didn't drink.

"Ah, I'm not very comfortable, come out to breathe." Lan He trot.

Bai Wu burst into tears again, because in front of outsiders, he found that Lan He was really good at acting... It really behaved as if he didn't exist.

How could there be such a person, and why would such a person be my esteemed family? We at Bai Men lived honestly and lived in destiny to die... But why, there is such a way of destroying souls in the world.

"Are you all right? Do you take medicine?" Chen Xingyang asked.

"It's okay, it's just a little overeating." Lan He hurriedly glanced and found that Yi Ping seemed to be sad again, slipped on his knees and ignored him.

"Come here, Liu Dao greeted Song Dao." Chen Xingyang seemed to say a few words to people and urged.

Lan He: "...oh good."

They had said that they were going to go before, and they forgot about it at this moment. They just had an appointment with Xiao Song... Lan He was still in the excitement of "seeing netizens", he thought of going to Song Qiyun first. The director's side was a little bit languid.

But think about how to say hello, it should not take long before you can find Xiao Song.

Lan He entered Xingshuang, and only then went to the last one, and saw that Chen Xingyang was already outside. He lifted his chin at him, "Go."

"Is it also in this yard?" Lan He followed Liu Chunyang into the corridor, seeing him go straight forward, suddenly a bit strange in his heart.

"It's not here." Liu Xianyang rubbed his nose and said that he had knocked on the door twice and pushed the door open, and said in his mouth, "Old Song, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Wait, this one is not...

Lan He suddenly remembered that Song Futan, Song Qiyun, all surnamed Song, and Xiao Song said he had an intersection with Yu Hangjia, but he never thought about it in this respect.

"Go away." Chen Xingyang thought Lan He was embarrassed and had pushed him in.

Lan He's footsteps are floating, he hasn't recovered yet, he has reached the room.

Song Futan sat on the side of the side, and lowered his head to be enchanted, he was still thinking about Xiaolai's words.

When Song Qiyun and his uncle saw Liu Liuyang, they stood up and greeted each other. The private room was noisy for a while, but he was sitting in a daze.

Liu Chunyang shook hands with Song Qiyun, and Chen Xingyang naturally didn't need to introduce him. He and Song Qiyun's younger brother Dou Qishan had also met, but only Lan He was a real face.

Liu Chunyang patted Lan He and introduced one by one: "Song Dao heard that you have seen it once, his wife, this is President Dou, yes," he yelled sarcastically, "Teacher Xuanguang?"

Song Futan raised his head indifferently and saw a famous young man standing beside Liu Chunyang. He was slightly thin and his facial features were very beautiful, but the first time he captured Song Futan was his eyes.

He has a pair of warm brown eyes, which are countless times by Song Futan, and the first time he has seen it, which is more vivid than the cold soul. With his eyes alone, he can also confirm that the other party is that person.

Is this the secret he said, and the surprise?

All of a sudden, it seemed like the first snow was clear, and the night was approaching the early spring indefinitely. The snow melted into a river, and the cold breath flowed into the rose-colored dawn.

Song Futan was stunned for a moment, only to feel that the surrounding area was covered with a hazy mist, and all the movements were not very clear.

The young man smiled at him among the crowd and revealed a sweet pear vortex: "Hello, I am Lan He."

At this time, the world's voice was restored to its original state.