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

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Liu Thirteen chased Lao Bai and scolded for a while. The old Bai ghost was clever, and he escaped after speaking, leaving Liu Thirteen with a big mouth, showing the snake letter and fangs: "Ah-"

Girl Da Hu said while eating incense: "I don't know why, Lao Bai has always been weird."

Hu 79 and Bai Wu nodded again and again.

Although Liu Thirteen didn't know the truth, he was suspicious, and his head swooped in front of Bai Wu: "You said!!!"

Compared to the cunning Humen, he chose to intimidate the mourning door.

Bai Wu was so scared that he hiccupped and turned slowly to Liu Xian.

"..." Liu Thirteen went around half a circle, and his head turned to Baiwu, said sensibly, "Huh? You surnamed Bai, do you want to harm me together?"

White five: "..."

Bai Wu held back for a long time: "I and he are not a family..."

Everyone is surnamed white, but not the same white.

Liu Shisan sneered: "Hu Hubaibai is not a good thing."

His body twisted twice, the snake's head moved, and his eyes were cold, and it would be even more terrible without that horn.

Bai Wu squatted his head in place, and began to close.

"?" Pretending to be dead again, Liu Thirteen scolded, "Get up! Get up and answer questions!"

Lao Bai ran away, Bai Wu ignored him, and Hu Men looked on the wall.

Lan He quickly pulled Song Futan into the house.

The first floor has good lighting and is full of floor-to-ceiling glass. Lan He sat on the sofa inside, clearly seeing the black snake incapable of dancing in the courtyard for a long time, as if repeatedly playing gif.

The big girl Hu came, but Liu Shisan went back in a row, furious, and other house fighting games.

The four gates are very fond of hatred. Girl Hu has beaten Hu 79 long ago. Although this time Hu 79 took the initiative to seek peace, she still caused girl Hu dissatisfaction.

If Girl Hu is so good at speaking, she will not be Girl Hu.

So when Lan He came back from class, she saw the girl Hu riding on Hu 79, and still pulled Hu 79's hair in her hand.

Lan He: "..."

As Hu Xian, as the manager of Miaoganshan, are there any advanced tricks?

Lan He asked Song Futan: "What happened to them?"

Song Futan glanced back: "Which one did you imitate on TV?"

Lan He still stalemate two Humen Road: "Don't stop talking about it, is this beautiful?"

Big girl Hu and Hu seventy-nine at the same time said indignantly: "Have you ever sent her a flower?!!!"

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

But they also pinch casually, just like Lao Bai's yin and yang strangeness from time to time.

Moreover, because of her job, Ms. Hu was not allowed to stay at the same time as Hu 79. They just descended from time to time.

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The town has been settled. Lan He has lived a relatively peaceful life. Most of the time, as long as he is busy with his own work, after two months of various courses and research, he has also started shooting in the group. The film is temporarily named "Shanhe Old Events" .

The framing is done in the capital, there is no need to go outside. Song Futan was not arrogant to move to the hotel where the crew was staying, but it was almost the same. Occasionally took care of it at home and often ran to the crew.

The crew of the crew watched it and said boldly, it really doesn't look like just a good friend!

Lan He's costume is a long gown, and the actors on the set also wear old clothes. Song Futan also came to the class today, pinching his gown during the break and said, "It's still thin. Grandpa asked me to bring you some soup tomorrow."

The director also made Lan He gain weight, but Song Futan still felt empty when he saw that he was wearing a gown.

"Thank you grandpa for me. But you can't get fat anymore, otherwise you can't take the play." Lan He smiled and thought of this, said, "When the film is finished, I will take you back to the young age."

This is to meet the parents. They had been together for a while. Song Futan did not urge Lan He to see the parents. He didn't know how Mr. Long and his wife thought. If they were old, they had to figure it out slowly.

But Lan He proposed that no matter what, he intentionally confessed to his family. Song Futan held Lan He's hand: "Okay."

At first glance, Lan He still had some ink stains on his fingers, apparently from the writing while filming, and took a wet wipe to wipe away Lan He. The crew of the crew passed by, and all were blinded by the blind dog.

Wiping and rubbing, Song Futan saw two figures in gowns appearing at the table. At first, he thought he was an actor in the crew, but when he looked closely, he found that there was no shadow on the ground.

Song Futan returned his gaze quietly and looked at Lan He.

Lan He was lying on the table, staring at his outstretched hand, seemingly undetected.

But Song Futan, who is familiar with him, knows that this is not the case.

The two wiped their hands so slowly, and then listened to the sleeves of the ghosts in the gowns talking, "Is he?"

"It looks like, but it doesn't look like... Did you find the wrong person, how could he not see us?"

"Hey, that wouldn't be a rumor, it always feels unreliable. White is coming. White is coming."

One of them approached Lan He and shouted in his ear: "Come on Lord? Come on Master?" Two shouts on Lan He were unheard of. He boldly shouted again, "Come on hooligan?" "

After shouting that Lan He still didn't respond, he clapped his companions twice, and he was afraid and surprised afterwards: "Oh my courage."

Lan He: "..."

The ghost touched his chin and said, "It really seems to be a rumor? Why is there such an outrageous rumor, that the hooligan is not a car accident, and his face has been crushed to death, how can it grow like this."

Lan He also supported his chin: "Yes, who sent it?"

ghost:"……"

Lan He didn't look at him, only rolled up his sleeves, exposing the red marks between his wrists: "Go to the dressing room and wait for me."

ghost:"…………"

People passing by watched Lan He speak in a low voice, thinking that he was chatting in Song Futan, and no one thought much.

Lan He was outside the dressing room, opened the door, and when he entered, he heard a ghost "Ouch", "Who turns on the light."

"Your dad." Lan He walked in and closed the door, "Who do you hear that I am impermanent? Come and watch?"

The two ghosts were shaking like sieve chaff: "Come on, we are also listening to and listening to that other ghost, saying, saying...I really want to find it, impermanence, preaching justice...not intentionally watching..."

Lan He: "Tell me first, who said it."

The two of them also had a sense of loyalty, and they dared not talk with their heads down.

Lan He said lightly: "Do not pursue, let's talk."

One of the ghosts raised his head, "Is it true or not?"

Lan He: "What is the point of investigating, I just want to know who sent it."

Lan He couldn't be angry, he only had a thin layer of his vest, so many people saw that only two months before the ghost heard that the speed of propagation was already very restrained...

——Mainly, Lan He and Song Futan made a bet to see from which school they would be the earliest.

Now is the time to verify the bet.

The other party came honestly, but there was a Taoist who raised soldiers and horses. He accidentally said that he knew about the ghost soldiers.

"If you win, I will say they have broken mouths." Lan He exulted. "Fine, let's go."

"Come on master! There is also justice," the ghost pulled Lan He's clothes corner, "my corpse was not buried properly, and was moved home by a **** stick who was not filial and filial..."

Lan He said silently: "Although I am impermanent, but I don't do these businesses, this kind of thing, you just go to the Chenghuang Temple to register, it's fine, can you count on me to help you go up to the church."

He muttered: "This is because of the queue of the City God Temple.

The incense of the God Temple in the capital is indeed more than before, and it is even more busy. Lan He originally wanted to pull his leg away and said: "The next is not an example. What do you say about this corpse, how to dig your bones abnormally."

The ghost was overjoyed and bowed to Lan He, saying: "I was buried for a long time, but I cremated and left a Guanyin bone after my death, and buried it in the ashes altar. God stick, when you see this, you say that you can take it home and bless your family. You said that there is nothing to bless! Please also ask the master to make the call for me and ask me to check the bones for tranquility."

Lan He inexplicably said: "What Guanyin bone?"

He replied pitifully: "It's just a piece of bone burned, which looks like Guanyin meditating."

Lan He glanced at him: "You still have this ability?"

The ghost bowed his head: "Yes, when I was alive, everyone said I was a hard bone..."

Lan He: "..."

Guanyin bones like this, after cremation of tens of thousands of corpses, will not necessarily cremate the shape of Guanyin.

And there is a saying that different people have different shapes. If a monk could be called a relic, most of the time, it was just being used as an excuse to gather money. Despite the Buddha's fate and incomplete bones, let's talk about He Baoyou.

Only because the objects have to be picked up at home for confession, it is not just a random pick, there is a ceremony, pick it up with a red cloth and bring it home. In this process, at least a thousand more.

"I know, you tell me the name and address." Lan He noted the name and handed it to the people in Dongyue Temple. Professional things, professionals do, can not let him wear a mask to find the door.

And people don’t believe in masks, and even people who don’t believe...

The ghost was grateful that Dade worshipped again.

Lan He went out and gave Song Futan a hand in hand: "The vest lost its light, and now the ghost knows it." He told Song Futan that the ghost had a Guanyin bone, "You said that you died after cremation. The shape of a Buddha or the shape of a lotus?"

Song Futan pressed him on the wall and kissed and hugged him: "I don't make a monk, of course..."

"Hiss."

Lan He: "..."

Song Futan: "..."

As soon as the two turned their heads, they saw a horn snake head outside the window.

Lan He stood upright with a low curse, closed the window, and walked out with Song Futan.

Liu Thirteen: "?"

He came in as a humanoid and walked through the wall. He was completely injured and he wore the neck brace. He said anxiously: "Wait, I haven't finished talking yet, of course. What does it burn into his shape?"

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

Liu Thirteen was the only one who would come to the set. Lan He ignored him and sat down to continue to watch the script. Song Futan also looked at Liu Thirteen with dissatisfaction. "Are you all right again?"

"Ah." Liu Thirteen yawned, "Is it okay, or are you too unemployed, thinking about filming every day, why not get so close."

Lan He thought it was ridiculous: "Although this is the first time I'm in a relationship, I won't listen to you talking about a single snake on paper."

Liu Thirteen: "..."

Liu Thirteen was angry and said angrily: "Are you the attitude of raising dragons?! If there is a real dragon floating in your family, you should meet the requirements of the real dragon."

It happened that the cast said: "I asked the assistant to buy some dragon beard sugar. Everyone should eat it and get it."

Liu Thirteen pointed over there and was furious. "I heard that, everyone knows that the dragon needs sugar!"

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

Just bullshit, thinking that everyone has a bad brain.

...

Liu Thirteen had been grinding the chirp on the set for two days. After enough sugar was added, he would go back to the park to patrol. He also had to say some crazy words like Dragon Wishing in Beijing.

When Lan He moved to the suburbs to shoot, Chen Xingyu and Chen Xingyang's younger brothers also brought Miao Miao to the class.

Miao Miao already spoke, and called Uncle Lan He loudly.

"It's so cute." Lan He felt Miao Miao grow a lot bigger, squeezing his soft face.

Chen Xingyu said with a smile: "Do you like it? Then you also look for objects and give birth to one."

Lan He thought about his object: "I am afraid my object is a bit difficult."

Chen Xingyang was shocked: "No... do you have an object? What happened?"

"Uh..." Lan He thought about it, "For a while, I asked him next time and took you to dinner." Song Futan didn't come and changed the offerings at home.

"Then you hide it tightly, do you know the insiders, did the crew know it," Chen Xingyu said with amazement, "what's the difficulty? Is it in bad health? Would you like to try Miaoganshan worship?"

Lan He: "Let's talk more."

Mount Miaoganshan? That is not to see Miss Hu and Grandma Wangsan, it seems unnecessary.

"Hi, when people are busy with their business, they are anxious to do this." Chen Xingyang said.

Chen Xingyu smiled: "Also."

Chen Xingyu opened a new room, and Chen Xingyang slept directly with Lan He. Anyway, he slept alone in the standard room. When Chen Xingyu took a shower, he gave Miao Miao to them.

Miao Miao especially laughed in front of Lan He. Lan He teased for a while and then said, "I'm going to take a bath too."

"OK." Chen Xingyang took Miao Miao.

It took a long time for the child to **** in the bath. This Lan He entered the bathroom, and Chen Xingyu did not come out. Chen Xingyang walked around with his child alone, and suddenly Miaomiao burst into tears and cried.

"What's the matter?" Chen Xingyang looked at skillfully, not hungry, urinating, paining, or itching... Could it be that he didn't see Lan He thinking so much?

"Ouch, do you want Uncle Lanhe? Uncle is taking a shower?" Chen Xingyang coaxed.

Miao Miao pointed tearfully at a place: "Claws..."

Chen Xingyang looked down and saw a touch of red on the window sill. In the past, it turned out to be bright red nails.

Is this room not cleaned? Lan He also seemed to live in yesterday. Chen Xingyang felt a little uncomfortable, and thought of Miao Miao's cry, opened the window and blew out the bright red nails.

He fed Miaomiao a little water, wandered around and watched again, and his hair would stand up in an instant.

On that window sill... there were still bright red nails, like blood staining.

"Damn it." Chen Xingyang whispered. They lived on the second floor. Those in the wilderness of this place looked dark and dark. There was still heavy fog. Maybe it was haze.

He boldly opened the window and glanced out, especially if there were any footprints on the external unit of the air conditioner. A little further away, the visibility was very low.

No. No trace.

Chen Xingyang threw the nail out again.

This time, there was a faint flash in the wind: "Yeah, I'm going to die."

Chen Xingyang's face changed drastically, and he closed the window hard. When Miaomiao also burst into tears, he quickly knocked on the bathroom door: "Lanhe, Lanhe?"

Lan He came out wearing a bathrobe and just finished washing, "What are you doing?"

Chen Xingyang was so relieved that he saw Lan He, who was righteous, and put Miao Miao in his arms. He also squeezed the corner of his bathrobe, "Damn, I just heard the voice from outside."

"This is the second floor. It's normal to hear the sound." Lan He's face was very calm.

"...Yes, yeah, but Miaomiao also cried." Chen Xingyang didn't want to act too courageously, "but, maybe he missed you."

Sure enough, he was in Lan He's arms now, and he stopped crying, just like he was a few months old.

Chen Xingyang hesitated for a while: "Also, there was a long red nail on the windowsill..."

Lost once, and then appeared again. In the second half of this, he was a little bit hard to tell. He always felt evil at night, and he was even more tricky.

"What nails, the wind blows in, maybe the little girl in red is manicure." Lan He walked quietly to the window.

"I closed the window!" Chen Xingyang also walked to the window, and then lying in the trough, his urine was almost scared out.

I saw a little green light floating in the dense night mist, and it was still shaking slightly. The cry of Miao Miao, who had just stopped, suddenly sounded again, and the cry of the child was very harsh in the quiet room.

His face turned back to Chen Xingyang's Lan He, his face also changed, he felt like he was stared at by some dangerous eyes, even a little hairy, but he didn't show it.

Chen Xingyang was almost dizzy. "This, this...I call me..."

"It may be phosphorous fire, that is, the legendary ghost fire. This place is biased. Maybe there is an old cemetery nearby. Human bones contain phosphorus." Lan He dragged Chen Xingyang, who had soft legs, to the bed and sat down, which also blocked Miao Miao. In his arms, "Wait, I will talk to the hotel."

Chen Xingyang understands the truth of the science. The problem is that the atmosphere is really too weird. With the previous voice and nails, he feels that he will see the female ghost anytime, anywhere.

Lan He wanted to go out. He strongly disagreed and pulled Lan He: "You call and call the front desk."

"I want to go straight, let them go to see it faster." Lan He said slowly. He was a little nervous at the bottom of his heart. He didn't smell the ash of paper, but it was so strange and so strange.

That little green light is by no means phosphorous, but it is the heart of nonsense Chen Xingyang. He wanted to excuse to leave, just to inform.

Lan He felt very uneasy in her heart and felt something was wrong. Where did this come from? !

It stands to reason that the Golden Dome has been made up, the Zhenwu Bridge has been built, and the five towns of light and dark have been restored. The capital should return to peace. He has indeed passed the two-month birthday. Haunted.

And I don’t know if it’s an illusion, he always feels that he is here.

......While there is no helper beside him, ambush him in groups?

But in the end what went wrong, the town property failed after only two months.

"No, no, don't go." Chen Xingyang was talking, and he heard that the window was unmoved. "Wow" opened, and he suddenly froze. With the wind blowing, something came in and landed on the ground. It was another piece of bright red nails, and there was a fine laughter with the wind.

"Goodong." Chen Xingyang did not hesitate this time and collapsed backwards. Fortunately, he was on the bed, and Miaomiao also lay in his arms with tears in his eyes.

Lan He frowned, touched his wrist, walked to the window, and looked out coldly.

As soon as he appeared in the window, the green light shook more violently, and there was also a sharp discussion.

"It's him... Hee hee, I'll peek for a long time."

"Hate, don't squeeze me with 109 girls."

"That's right, it's him. Sure enough it looks rich, sucks..."

"I really want to go home with him for a good life."

Lan He: "...?"

Lan He glanced at the nail slices under her feet, and the corners of her mouth twitched. When she felt something was wrong, she leaned over and looked carefully.

"Yeah! He finally saw it!"

With a whisper, the pile of green light leaned forward and protruded from the thick fog. It was actually a group of foxes with strange expressions. Their eyes flashed green light, their fangs and teeth were exposed, and their sharp claws were also open. As if to eat him.

They were squeezed together in one place, and when they were found, they scrambled to throw their nails at Lan He.

"Big sister and seventy-nine can, so can we!"

"Try my nails=3="

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