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

The ghost didn't notice that Lan He had cracked, and continued to explain: "This show has been performed twice, the first two times were not so big, but it was very popular, surpassing the previous most popular "Curse Yama" , It is said that the actor took risks and went deep into the materials for the creation. Just wait, there will be a long section of Allegro scolding the ghost later, telling him to change Huangquan Road into Lai Laoye Road, which is very cool. And the living person rescued by Lai Laoye, In order to thank Mr. Lai, Tete burned him inexhaustible paper money, and there is such a big spiritual house, I am so envious, I really want to be taken care of by living people..."

Song Futan: "..."

...Is there still something about him here?Yes, he was indeed there.

But the so-called burning of paper money never happened, it was only for food, which is purely artistic exaggeration.

Song Futan expected that Xiao Lai would not stop the ghosts, but he thought he would mutter a few words, but he just wiped away the looming tears: "Baoyang is not used in this way, hey, this stupid thing is still included Mu Lian is playing..."

Song Futan looked at him, as if he was aggrieved by being programmed, but he couldn't say anything, which was really funny, and made him feel better, "So, do you have any objections?"

"Forget it, everyone enjoyed watching it, and it's okay to joke about it." Lan He thought to himself, the first movie he filmed when he was in school was rejected by the review, how sad it was at that time, so he didn't do this evil Ghost.

Song Futan smiled lightly, and the two of them really finished reading "Come to Wuchang Youdu Scold Ghost Officials".

Lan He applauded when the ghosts came up to take their curtain call. Although they didn't know what they made themselves up to be, their singing skills were really good, and their image was quite majestic...

Looking closely, there are still ghosts captured by Lan He. They were bathed in the applause of all the ghosts and bowed again and again. The lead actor raised his voice and said, "Thank you for your applause. I'll throw my head at you!"

As he spoke, he took off his painted face and threw it down.

The lonely and wild ghosts watching the play competed one after another, just like scrambling for a bouquet of flowers. Maybe this represents good luck in ghost plays?

"...!" Lan He was unprepared, and even immersed in the warm atmosphere. Suddenly, his head flew up, and he almost yelled, but luckily he held it back, and his heart beat wildly, "Let's go! This is so scary ... you!"

Logically speaking, Song Futan was the only living person in the audience.

Song Futan was also a little puzzled, but I wasn't afraid, but he still accepted Xiao Lai's kindness, "Okay."

Lan He calmed down slowly, without revealing anything, and walked back together with Song Futan.

The two sat on the steps of the side entrance of the temple and talked, chatting about trivial matters. Lan He felt that the tension of working on the set some time ago had gradually disappeared, and the two of them were more relaxed and happy than when they were alone.

In other words, Lan He relied on wearing a vest, and was even more presumptuous when he was impermanent.

A monk passed by here and saw Song Futan sitting alone at the dark door, seeming to be saying something to a place where there was no one there, and looked at it vigilantly for a long time, "Amitabha, Mr. Song, do you want to help?"

"No need." The door was enough for the two of them to pass side by side, but Song Futan stood up and let the monk out.

The monk carefully walked sideways from the place he gave up, still saying: "Excuse me, excuse me."

——It’s like walking towards the ashes of paper money. If you can go around, you can go around. If you can’t go around, you can excuse it, so as not to disturb the ghosts and gods. The monk knows that Song Futan often sees ghosts. Although he can’t see it, it seems inevitable at the door There is a ghost.

Lan He sighed, the monks in Juehui Temple are still of high quality, yes, I heard that at least a college degree is required.

"I think they are monks, but why are they polite and respectful to you? You should be nothing more than a layman, right?" Lan He asked curiously.

Song Futan said: "If there is a layman who has studied Buddhism for 30 years, is it necessary to pay homage to him because he is ordained as a monk in his teens? Monks are only practicing in temples. If they practice improperly, then Just a fool with a shaved head."

Lan He couldn't help laughing, "It makes sense, hahahaha——"

He laughed halfway, the small door behind him suddenly opened again, several monks were behind, the leader was Master Fudo, Sikong, Siming, and the monks who had passed by before.

Seeing the figure of Master Fudo, Lan He stopped laughing and almost choked on his own saliva, "Ahem!"

Siming said vigilantly: "What is Futan doing here? We heard that you confronted the ghost at the door and even talked to the ghost."

The smile on Song Futan's face has not completely faded.

Seeing this, Siming looked at Lan He's position again, and was a little puzzled. Neither he nor Sikong had the physique of Song Futan, and if they didn't do it or there were special circumstances, they couldn't see the yin directly.But he had a stronger sense, and faintly felt that there was an extremely yin energy around Song Futan's body.However, Song Futan looked very relaxed, even in a good mood.

He couldn't help but squeeze the rosary tightly, "Why are you still laughing, it's terrible, what ghost can seduce you?"

Song Futan: "..."

The passing monk saw Song Futan like this, so he ran to complain.

Fortunately, Xiao Lai didn't take it seriously when he heard it, he just floated up and leaned to the side.

Master Fudo's eyes clearly turned on Lan He.

Sikong also thought that this was not the first time Song Futan laughed, "Wait a minute, brother..."

"Master." Song Futan could only introduce, "This is my friend."

Siming: "!!"

He was shocked. What do you mean, made a ghost friend?really?

Ever since he knew Song Futan, this kind of thing has never happened before. Being harassed by ghosts is obviously Song Futan's biggest trouble in his life, and he has been in danger of life and death countless times.

Although he couldn't see the ghost, he almost yelled, Master, what happened to the sick red lotus, was it irrigated by sewage?I have kept my heart for more than twenty years, but have I been fascinated by ghosts?

Unexpectedly, Mage Fudo nodded, "Yes."

"Master Master." Lan He greeted shyly. He had just spoken to Master Fudo after meeting him for the third time.What's more, the mage's eyes are so penetrating, it always reminds him of the class teacher, the stick in his hand is like a pointer, and he is in awe for no reason.

Mage Fudo looked over with Qinglingling eyes, it was almost impossible to hide, but his attitude was quite good, and he said with palms together: "Impermanence is polite."

In this way, not to mention Siming, even Sikong was a little surprised.

In other words, Song Futan's side is Yincha, and he has no malice towards Song Futan, but Master's attitude towards Yincha has never been so good.

Siming also thought about the events of the previous two days, and suddenly pondered in his heart, he said that none of his seniors knew Yincha, no, this is "that" Yincha?

If so, no matter how the two became friends, at least they helped him for Futan's sake.

Seeing that Lan He didn't dare to talk to him, Master Fudong smiled and said, "There's no need to be polite, you are a guest when you come."

"Thank you Master." Lan He couldn't believe it. The old monk was so fierce, but his attitude was much better than he imagined.

But when the old monk and the others came out, Lan He felt that he couldn't stay any longer, "Well, Mage, it's getting late, so I'll go back first."

"I'll see you off." Song Futan said immediately.

Looking at the figure of Song Futan who was about to send ghosts away, Siming said thoughtfully: "Master looks at it differently, it seems that it is because of Futan, who loves the house and the crow!"

Master Fudo hit him with a stick, and cursed: "When you meet a swordsman, you must present your sword. If you are not a poet, don't talk about poetry. I don't know how much better this impermanence is than you."

Siming scratched his head, and hissed when he touched his scalp, hey, who is this impermanence, the master still likes him so much.

Song Futan gave Lan He a ride until the intersection.

"Thank you, Xiao Song." Lan He said, thinking, oh, by the way, what's his name.

"You're welcome." Song Futan turned to look at him, feeling that he should say it first, "My name is Song Futan."

"Sandalwood's sandalwood? Song Futan...I remember." Lan He's heart moved slightly. By the way, he was still wearing a vest when he was there.

He actually wanted to take the initiative to tell this new friend his real name, and even he was taken aback. Since he was a child, he has never confessed to outsiders that he can see ghosts.He never took the initiative to involve the affairs of the yin and yang worlds together, and he always put on a vest and pretended to be confused.

Since his part-time job is impermanent, he had this special experience, a special friend, and the only time, there is no precedent for reference.

"I'm leaving, Xiao Lai, goodbye." Song Futan didn't know what he was thinking, it was easier for him to say goodbye this time, and he was vaguely sure that we could meet again later.

"Hmm...Okay." Lan He was troubled in his heart, think about it again, maybe it's too abrupt to say it now.Furthermore, interacting with people is quite different from interacting with a ghost like Miss Hu 79 or a errand like Lao Bai...

But don't say it, the word Song Futan sounds pretty nice, and when you read it, it's as if you really smell a faint scent of sandalwood.

When Lan He was full of disappointment, a voice suddenly sounded from below: "Why do I tell you the name of your girlfriend, and you avoid it. If he tells you the name, you are willing to listen."

Lan He was startled, and turned around to look.

I saw a fox face appearing from the bushes, uttering human words.

Lan He couldn't recognize the face, but he recognized the voice. Just now, he thought of Hu 79. Who would have known that she was right beside her, "Miss 79? Why are you here..."

He was a little suspicious that Hu 79 had been following him, how long had it been since we parted.

Hu 79 slowly limped out of the bushes, and Lan He realized that she was in a terrible state. There was no piece of meat on her leg, and half of her tail was broken, dripping with blood, and her expression changed immediately, "What are you doing?" What's wrong?"

"Hey..." Hu 79 said weakly, "I was robbed, so I met you by chance."

Lan He stretched out his hand to help her press one of the wounds, "Have been robbed?"

"I live in the nearby Shangqiu Mountain. I wanted to send money and food to Miaogan Mountain. By the way, I can meet the eldest girl and see if I can find a job." Hu 79 took a breath of pain, gritted his teeth, and said, "You don't know that the money and grain received by our four gate altar immortals must be cleared every day and reported to the empress. The money and grain for incense offerings will also be burned on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, and entered into the empress's money and grain storehouse, and then unified. Distributed to the fairies.

"I used to be a writer fairy, so I just sent part of the Yang family's burning to the money and grain depot. This time I left the Yang family and still had an outstanding account, so I sent it myself. My money and grain were all posted under the account of Miaoganshan , let everyone know, who would have known that in the middle of the road, a yellow-skinned man who had suffered a thousand knives was hidden, but I sniffed out that it belonged to the Huang family! I am Neidan, if I hadn't escaped quickly..."

Huangpizi refers to Huangxian and weasel, and they are the most evil among the four gates.The capital is so big, and the four immortal families know each other well, so it's no wonder that Jie Dao has to hide his body, but it's a pity that Hu 79 is also very smart, and he still saw the other party's origin.

Besides inner alchemy, the cultivation methods of the four major sects are different, there are those who worship the moon, and those who pass the test. Many of the Hu sects can make alchemy. You can think of its importance.

Miaogan Mountain was too far away, Hu 79 knew that Juehui Temple was the closest, and there was an eminent monk here, so he escaped here. He wanted to take advantage of it, but he was afraid not to get too close. Instead, he ran into Lan He—she thought Lan He It was a lie that He said that he had an old relationship with people from Juehui Temple, but he did not expect to have a good friend, and he is saying goodbye here.

Although Lan He didn't know the key to it, he could see that Hu 79, who was originally bright and beautiful, was beaten like this, "This robbery is too cruel, your tail is broken."

"His wounds were on his legs and viscera." Hu 79 stared at the tail, "I cut off this tail myself."

Lan He was startled, what did he do by cutting off half of his tail, "What?"

Hu 79 said bitterly: "Our Hu family will take revenge for every grudge. Although we don't know his identity, we swore today that as long as I find out who he is, I will definitely take revenge!!"

Lan He took a deep breath, it's no wonder that Hu Huang is very evil, Hu 79 is so hot.

Lan He was grateful for her nails before saving herself, and said, "Is that guy still following you? Otherwise, I'll take you to the temple to stay. My friend is there and can take you in. Or, I'll take you to Miaogan Mountain ?”

Hu 79 turned his face to the side, and whimpered: "I still owe Miaoganshan money and food. If I lose like this, my tail will be cut off. I won't have any face before revenge. If there is a good incense at this time, it must be better than that." Any false caring will work."

Lan He: "..."

false?Does your family know? ?

Hu 79 glanced at him secretly, and whispered: "I just need to rest, and I will go to seek revenge as soon as I recover. I don't know if I will come back again. If there are kind-hearted people who love and support me, I may be a little relieved. I will die in the future." Not in vain."

Lan He: "...Is it so miserable? I see, I will take you to eat incense."

Drinking and pecking all count, he took Hu 79's nails and saved himself once with them, now it's his turn to repay the favor.

Hu 79's words are a bit exaggerated, but for immortals like them, eating offerings is really important, and doing meritorious deeds is also in exchange for this. The so-called gods depend on human spirits.

……

Lan He took Hu 79 back to his apartment, "Wait a minute, I'll look for it... I remember I dried the incense, I don't know if it's done."

Fortunately, it has been dried, and Lan He built a small fragrant mountain for Hu 79 to eat.

While gobbling, Hu 79 puffed his mouth and said, "Can you build me a God of Wealth building? It's on the right side of your door. It's the White Tiger's seat. Although we Hu Xian don't like to live in the God of Wealth building, we still need to build it." Yes, this is to respect Hu Xian. The God of Wealth Building of the Yang family is very large, with a brick and tile structure. Unfortunately, you didn’t see it in another house. Hehe, some people built it crudely, just a broken wood Crate, what do we do, dog?"

"I just kept you for a while to offer incense and heal your wounds. I didn't say you want to be immortal, and you can't be found in my house." Lan He ruthlessly shattered Hu 79's fantasy about the luxurious God of Wealth Building, "And this house is not mine, it is It is rented by the company, and the God of Wealth Building cannot be built on the right side of the entrance, as it will block the fire exits and pose a safety hazard.”

Hu 79: "..."

Hu 79 felt aggrieved and said: "Then there must be a censer..."

Incense is food and panacea, and the incense burner is not only a rice bowl, but also has a more sacred meaning, so she can't just let her eat it with empty hands every time.Furthermore, for immortals, the incense ash in this incense burner is called furnace medicine, which is very useful.

"You can buy an incense burner, but I can't put that in my house." Lan He knew it very well after acting for so many years, "I'll get you a stainless steel rice bowl, and you can just settle for it."

I thought I was going to take advantage of it, but I didn't expect to get only a stainless steel basin, Hu 79 sighed: "Oh... okay."

Lan He lowered his head and searched for a while, then suddenly asked: "You are a canine, aren't you? Can you use Fulaien's internal and external insect repellent?"

"??" Hu 79: "What's the difference between you and someone who used boxes to build the God of Wealth Tower?!"

"There's no difference," Lan He said frankly, "I'll prepare for you what else you need, in case I'm not here and you need something."

"Ah? Where are you going?" Hu 79 said nervously, wouldn't he dig paper money and rub incense at home every day?Shouldn't the little transparent actor have just finished filming a scene and take a long break?

"I'm going to join the team again in a few days." Lan He said, "I'll leave this room for you to live in, and I won't be back for more than a month. You don't shed your hair casually in my house. If you do, use the sweeping robot to clean it up , will you use it?"

"Clear Dream Geometry" started early, and his scenes were piled up for later filming.

Hu 79: "...Oh, it will work."

Um?Lan He asked again: "My kitchen pipe seems to be blocked, can you get it through?"

Hu 79: "..."

……

A few days later, Lan He was about to go to Chen Xingyu's house for an appointment, and Hu 79 clamored to go with her, "I have watched Chen Xingyu's drama, but I haven't seen the deity yet! I want to see a beautiful sister!!"

Lan He: "..."

It suddenly occurred to him that the eldest girl gave Miaomiao to her because she thought Chen Xingyu was beautiful.

Lan He showed her Miss Hu's fingernails: "Can I look at pretty sister's nails?"

Hu 79 collapsed on the clean floor: "I just have a little wish."

Lan He was unmoved: "How old are you, call me sister. You are all disabled, with only half a tail left, so don't even think about running around."

No matter what, it will take hundreds of years of cultivation to become like Hu 79.

Hu 79 thought he was taking advantage, but now that he was stabbed with a knife, he shed tears.She should have known it since the time she was robbing the roast chicken, and she couldn't take advantage of impermanence, "I beg you, if I don't come out, just hide in the matchbox and take a look at the beautiful...beautiful grandson."

Only then did Lan He reluctantly agree.

Hu 79 drilled into the matchbox, and Lan He took her to Chen Xingyu's community. The environment here is very good. It is said that there are many people from the entertainment industry, and they are more careful about the entry and exit of outsiders.

Lan He saw free-ranging peacocks in the community. Even if the peacocks ran away when they saw Lan He, they didn't know whether they were simply afraid of strangers, or they were too spiritual and afraid of Hu 79's smell.

If there is anything wrong with this, it is that the building is too difficult to find, and I don’t know how to design it. The distribution is very confusing. If the residents came in and caught their eyes, Lan He had no choice but to call Chen Xingyu and tell Lao Lin to come down. pick him up.

"Come on, alas, our house is now filled with your singing every day, I must be happier to see you Miaomiao." Lao Lin hugged him, patted his shoulders, and walked home together.

Lan He smiled and asked a few words about Miaomiao's current situation. While chatting, Lao Lin saw a person, winked at Lan He, and then raised his voice, "Director Song, are you back?"

——Director Song Qiyun Song also owns a house in their community. Chen Xingyang's last play is his, and Lao Lin is the manager of both Chen Xingyang and Chen Xingyu. We are acquaintances.

"Oh, Xiao Lin." Song Qiyun nodded, "I just came back."

"Director Song, let me introduce you, Lan He." Lao Lin pulled Lan He closer, "My younger brother, a very good actor, just finished filming "Chasing" directed by Liu Chunyang, the second male, you Have you heard of it? Director Liu hand-picked it, following the Xingyang he chose."

Lan He had some exposure before, but it wasn't enough to get into Song Qiyun's field of vision. He only knew that after his film ended, Chen Xingyang went to shoot Liu Chunyang's male lead again.And a few days ago, the production crew was making trouble with Hu Xian, Liu Chunyang asked him to recommend a monk.

There are people who want to recommend actors or self-recommendations to Song Qiyun all day long. He has seen too many, and he never listens to others, only trusts his own eyes.The first time he saw Lan He, he thought, well, he has a good temperament and a good bone appearance, which is suitable for the screen.

And he knows Liu Chunyang's vision, if he can participate in the show, his acting skills must pass the test.It was Lao Lin who was so enthusiastic, and even said that Xing Yang was chosen according to Lan He, making him think that the two were really related, "Is that so, I haven't heard you mention this brother before."

"I admit it, no, Xingyu asked him to come to our house as a guest." Lao Lin said generously, "Director Song, add a WeChat account. I will take my younger brother to audition for a suitable role in the future."

Lao Lin and Chen Xingyu really thanked Lan He, and they could see that Lan He accepted their harassment mainly for Miaomiao, so when they saw Song Qiyun, they hurriedly introduced to Lan He, in case there was a chance after getting acquainted.

"Haha, it's done." Song Qiyun added it indifferently. Anyway, it looks good. It's better to give it a face, and whether it will be used in the future is another matter.

"Thank you Director Song." Lan He smiled politely.

It was only then that Song Qiyun realized that when he smiled, there was a dimple on the corner of his mouth. It is said that a boy with a dimple on his cheek is a sign of intelligence. He didn't know that Lan Hecong was not smart, but this smile was very friendly, anyway, there was still a part of the same road, He asked casually, "Where are you from?"

"Western Hunan Province." Lan He said.

Song Qiyun: "I heard that people in your area can raise Gu."

It came again and again, Lan He often heard such words, Chen Xingyang also said the same thing, he touched the matchbox in his pocket, and replied habitually: "There is such a legend, but I don't like bugs very much, I won't raise it either."

——Later, when Song Qiyun was full of doubts, "Lan He, you still said you don't raise Gu", Lan He was also very righteous, I said I don't raise Gu, I didn't say that there are no Hu Xian in my family, I won't be impermanent !

"That's, what kind of Gu? He avoided it when he saw Lan He's uprightness. He didn't believe anything. He didn't think it was strange. He was self-defeating. Our family Miaomiao probably saw some bad things before. , stay with Lan He and you will be gone." Lao Lin boasted.

"Then you're doing okay in Liu Chunyang's crew?" Song Qiyun laughed.

Lao Lin went over Lan He's operations again, such as helping Liu Chunyang draw a pig's head fearlessly, hearing that Liu Chunyang was scared in the middle of the night and took Chen Xingyang to sleep with him, etc., which made Song Qiyun amused.

Lan He said: "Everything else is fine, but Director Liu's love of food makes us very distressed. I always suspected that Hu Xian was made by Xingyang to fix Director Liu. After all, he was the only one who slept next to him during those two nights."

Both Song Qiyun and Lao Lin burst out laughing, even if Song Qiyun knew the inside story, they thought it sounded reasonable.

"Success, I'm going up." When they arrived at their own building, Song Qiyun said goodbye to the two of them.

As soon as she turned around, Song Qiyun thought, this actor named Lan He, after chatting just now, somewhat reminded him of the protagonist in his son's new play, of course, it was just an idea.

And he found that his son is not particularly willing to talk to him about this script, this role, especially every time he mentions that a certain actor is a little young, his son will become more irritable and mock him, revealing that he loves to shoot or not energy.

But Song Qiyun liked the book quite a bit, so he used it to bring up the topic and sent a WeChat message to his son: "Today I saw a young actor again, he really has the flavor of 'Xiao Lai', he smiles very cute, and his eyes are beautiful." It's warm, and there's a pear... So, how about a pear? What do you think of a pear?"

Lan He's pear vortex is quite characteristic, sweet, but because of its characteristic, I don't know if the symbol fits Song Futan's imagination.

Song Futan returned quickly, but he was very ruthless: not very good.

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