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

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Both Real Man Gua and Yi Ping stared at Lan He: "???

This thorn doesn't stick to himself, and it doesn't hurt, not only does it hurt, it's even funny.

After Lan He laughed, the scene responded quickly, covering up half of his face, and only said to the same aggrieved living people: "Sorry."

There was some red on the waiter's face, "This... sir, I think this is all personal opinion. Maybe some people think that the beauty of nature is the most valuable. There are indeed some root carvings that are not much modified. But the ultimate carving, Isn't it the peak of artistic creation?"

——She thought Lan He also understood root carving, and that laugh was a disapproval of herself. She was just talking about the master of carving.

Lan He nodded gently: "You are right, rude."

Gua Er scratched his head suspiciously, and he and Yi Ping did not see the flaw.

Bai Wu's frightened expression slowly and slowly subsided... It should be a coincidence.

But soon, Bai Wu's expression was frightened again, because the real person of Gua Er was going to be mad at this hedgehog, and continued to scold: "You dare to mock me, let me see you today, the blood of the Yellow Gate!"

Bai Wu: "What, the predecessor is the Yellow Gate? But, why are you called Gua Er."

The more sincere he is, the more real he feels to be mocked and irritated, "Damn, I will kill you!"

White Five Grieved: "Senior, I really have no intention!"

Gua Erzhen said: "Dare to say, wait for me, when I get revenge!"

——Xingshuang also has the Feng Shui Bureau. He didn't come in very well. It would be troublesome to do it.

It was also miserable to be targeted by the weasel. Bai Wu miserably sighed and muttered: "Life and death..."

Lan He: "..."

It's really...too much fighting spirit! !

At this time, Yu Hangjia and Mrs. Yu also appeared. Looking at Yu Hangjia's appearance, he didn't know that Gua Erzhen came out with him today. "Why haven't you entered yet?"

"I'm listening to this beautiful woman explaining the root carving." Liu Chunyang said, "You have come well and give you a chance to order."

Yu Hangjia laughed: "If you really asked me to order, I would like to order some light dishes. There was only a wine station in the afternoon, but I was tired of it."

He greeted everyone into the box. Of course he was just laughing and joking. He asked if everyone had any taboos, and picked up a thick menu to look like. Gua Erzhen also followed him, staring at the recipe and drooling.

Gu Erzhen is inside, and Bai Wu dares to come in, squatting alone on the stone steps outside.

Lan He also took a recipe and looked casually. When he saw a lotus root clip in it, he thought of Song Futan unconsciously. In Juehui Temple, he also prepared a lotus root clip...

By the way, he and Yu Hangjia also knew each other. Although he knew it was impossible, Lan He began to imagine what it would be like to talk to Song Futan in reality. In other words, Lan He imagined what would happen if they met in the sun.

"Hey, hey, why are you still in a daze?" Chen Xingyang sat beside Lan He. "Why are you?"

Lan He lost his mind and smiled: "Nothing. My friend invited me to eat this dish."

It’s just a lot of thoughts. As for the thought of a friend, unless there is any special meaning, I still have to think so... Most of them are unsuccessful. Chen Xing looked at it and asked, "What friend, why not come out and eat together?" ?"

Lan He: "Haha." He hesitated and said, "I'm a netizen."

Chen Xingyang: "...I didn't expect you to look serious and still play the dating app."

Lan He: "It's just a netizen who has been chatting a lot. I haven't seen it. What do you think."

Chen Xingyang: "What are you thinking, you can't meet even after a chat?"

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

Chen Xingyang looked at Lan He crying and laughing, and said: "Hey, I am talking nonsense. Actually, it is right not to see each other. You see that you are now a well-known parenting blogger. Who knows what the other person's character is across the Internet, just in case. What do you do if you recognize you, break the news online, and sell your privacy?"

Lan He immediately said: "That is impossible, his character is very good."

Chen Xingyang was surprised. He rarely saw Lan He speak so determinedly to others. "Then you should have been chatting for a long time. It’s okay to meet. Who doesn’t have a black history? My high school plays guitar for my girlfriend under the school building. The embarrassing video of sand sculptures that sang and broke sounds has been laughed at by fans.

Lan He: "...I think about it again."

Chen Xingyang: "Ha ha ha ha, really support you, I don't think you really want to see it, there is no need to be scared, it is the first time to wear a mask to see chant."

Lan He: "..."

...Wear it all the time.

However, Chen Xingyang's remarks were subconsciously refuted, or his thoughts have been biased since the last few days. In fact, when Xiao Song said, please wait until there is no scruples, it is when he feels that he should tell Xiao Song more.

Maybe next time you meet, you can talk to Xiao Song... But when you think about it again, Xiao Song must be away from the soul again. He doesn't know if he should expect it. Well, let it be natural.

At this time, Yu Hangjia also took good care of the dishes, and greeted them to stop chatting and eat some freshly-snapped meat. There are many kinds of buns, such as chanterelles, small rolls, jujube, sakima, etc.

The dishes were also served quickly, and in a little while, the stewed fresh abalone in stone pots, crab shark fins, mandarin mandarin fish and other dishes were served.

Yu Hangjia danced with long sleeves and greeted everyone, introducing them to the origin of the dishes.

Yu Hangjia said: "... Actually, this dish was originally from the county mansion next door, so I chose to open it here as well."

There are dozens of royal palaces in Beijing, as well as various residences of honorable and wealthy palaces, which were later converted to various uses, including government units, schools, and scenic spots. This is not unusual.

But Yu Hangjia went on to say: "In the old capital, there were four big houses, did you know?"

Yu Hangjia's family and his great-grandfather took root in the capital at that moment. His great-grandfather's memoirs can all be counted as historical data. The folklore of the capital can be said to be hand in hand. He likes to bring it to the atmosphere of the dinner.

Chen Xingyang asked: "Which version do you say?"

As time goes by, the haunted house will change. There are several versions of the four major haunted houses in Beijing. Among them, the more famous places have also been made into movies. Moreover, it must be said that the biggest haunted house is not Zijin City.

“I’m talking about the version of Beijing where my great-grandfather sang at the time. One is the neighboring King’s Mansion, and then there is the Military Police Investigation Department, the Police Director’s Mansion, and the Jingshi Police Coaching Station. In fact, the four places, originally Xungui lived, but many of them had to die, so they were haunted.

"The senior officials who lived in it later were also uneasy. They dared not ask for the mansion again. Finally, they had to let the military and police live in, hoping that they could calm down. But the only thing in this county's palace was the military and police. Did not live in. Without him, it was too fierce!"

Yu Hangjia said that this story is probably not the first time and is very skilled. "My great-grandfather said that there were also high-ranking officials who lived in, but after a while, the wives and concubines' hair fell off all the time. This is a bald scoop. Although he doesn't lose hair, he always has nightmares. He ordered to look for a gentleman. The gentleman said that he was incapable. He resigned himself and gave a suggestion to ask him to move sooner. Still reluctant to make a big house, he dug the well and found that there were more than a dozen bones in the well they had been drinking. One of the aunts was scared and the family moved out in a hurry."

Chen Xingyu shivered a lot, especially when he heard that he had bones in the well.

Chen Xingyang touched his chin: "I have found all the bones, can't I do something to eliminate my grievances, or just calm down?"

Yu Hangjia seemed to be waiting for him to ask, and he smiled and said, "Did you think he hadn't thought about it? At that time, it was also suggested that you simply throw two grenades, and if you don't complain about ghosts, it's finished. Or Like other murderous mansions, looking for the military and police to move in and live for a period of time, I can’t believe it. But, is there only bones? There is more to the evil nature of the mansion. Didn’t you realize that your wife’s house had more old embroidered shoes?”

Chen Xingyang: "...rely."

He also felt a little hairy and couldn't help but grab Lan He's sleeve.

Yu Hangjia said: "Mr. Na found out long ago, because the house was abandoned for a long time, there were four gates to live in. They came, and the immortal family who lived in them were not satisfied. Dare to provoke. The senior official recovered, and his wife's temperament was really weird these days, but he moved to his aunt's wife all day long, and he didn't care much, so he moved. Since then, there have been two or three unbelievers who lived in misery and ended up miserable. until--"

Chen Xingyang listened carefully until what?

Yu Hangjia: "Till then open for ticket sales as a scenic spot."

Chen Xingyang: "..."

Yu Hangjia: "The first batch of tourists are elementary school students, not to mention some of them were later renovated and made schools. Do you know what a boy kidnapping? Some children are not sensible, they like to play with small animals, and the four gates are going to cross the robbery. Sometimes, it should be on children. I don’t know if it’s because of this, or because there are too many tourists, and the four gates are also annoying to move away.”

After he finished speaking, he took a sip of tea, and Chen Xingyang relaxed.

At this time, Mrs. Yu leisurely added: "But only the animals moved away, and it is not open to the public at night. Sometimes some crews went in to shoot. It is said that they also hit the faceless maid in historical costumes crying. "

Chen Xingyang almost didn't come up in one breath, "General President Yu, General Manager Liu, you deliberately, collude." He just breathed a sigh of relief, this sentence he was cold sweat again.

Everyone laughed, Liu Liuyang said: "You are too fictitious, do you think people have changed their face?"

Isn't it? Lan He, who was pulling his sleeves, was expressionless all the way, even eating food. Seeing everyone watching him, he smiled and said: "I..."

"You don't believe those!" Everyone can answer. It's really determined, the ghost story can't be scared, and you can't be moved by the experience.

"Haha, I think Xiaolan has a very good personality." Mrs. Yu said, "When the film of alcohol Yang is on, there will definitely be more appointments. Hang Jia, do we have some movies recently, do you see any suitable for Xiaolan? ?"

Lan He was introduced by Liu Liuyang to help them once, and the work was finished in one day, but the effect was immediate.

Liu Yanyang's certified acting skills can't be worse, for the human nature of male No. 2 and male No. 3, for them, it is just a casual sentence. But with Yu Hangjia's character, particularly important films or male No. 1 can't be given casually. He made movies in the end to make money. Lan He's popularity is not enough. Anyway, there is a degree in it.

Yu Hangjia looked at the phone and said, "Hey, I have greeted you. If you have a suitable one, please contact Xiaolan for an audition. It's not the first time for everyone to collaborate. OK."

Lan He quickly thanked the boss for the opportunity, and of course Liu Liuyang's introduction, there is obviously his face.

Yu Hangjia was still staring at the mobile phone, and suddenly stood up and said, "That, by coincidence, Song Qiyun and his son are also eating here. I went to say hello to him. You eat slowly, what do you need to say to A Jing ."

He told him to go out in a hurry.

After he went out, Mrs. Yu said slowly: "Hey, I must be looking for Song Qiyun to talk about cooperation again. Isn't Song Qiyun's son grinding the new script? I don't know how this time. I didn't know how to invest. Heart moved."

Lan He did not understand these situations, only that the son of Song Qiyun, who was the scriptwriter, should be Xuanguang, "Is it Xuanguang teacher? He is so low-key and never shows up."

Mrs. Yu said: "Yeah, I heard that the body is not particularly good? I have seen it once in the distance. It seems to be quite healthy, and I don't know whether it is true or not. Very low-key, I don't attend the event, I suspect that even the Internet Rarely, I heard people say that investors used to want to recommend special red stars to them at that time, and Xuanguang also said they didn’t know.

"They have this confidence, I have been rejected." Chen Xingyang also gossip, he also made Song Qiyun's movie, and also know some things, "Song Dao's movies are mostly invested by his wife's family, script It was written by my son again, high-quality one-stop industry. So what happened this time, I will not quarrel with my wife, I usually have a good relationship."

Mrs. Yu didn't know the reason. Song Qiyun's family was really low-key and shook their heads: "Anyway, Old Yu is a fart child. Fart child wants to see if there is any missing."

Liu Chunyang immediately covered her heart and said: "Isn't he enough of me?"

Mrs. Yu: "Your ability to make money is not as good as before."

Liu Chunyang: "...Nonsense, my box office is great!"

Mrs. Yu said innocently: "I'm not following your words, I wanted to talk about my appearance, and think about it."

"...Hum, don't say, I'm going to toast a drink after I finish eating." Liu Chunyang touched his chin and said, "I asked Song Qiyun to do a favor before, always looking for opportunities to thank, he is still old decline."

As for why not go with Yu Hangjia, everyone present knows how Liu Liuyang can move with the current cuisine!

...

Yu Hangjia came back soon after, but his expression was a little weird.

"What's wrong with this?" Mrs. Yu was wrong at first glance. Yu Hangjia came back much faster than she had imagined, and felt like a turn.

Liu Chunyang also said: "I will not leave, I would like to find Song Qiyun to have a drink."

Yu Hangjia shook his head, "Hey, I didn't figure it out, Song Qiyun and his younger uncle's family are all here."

Hey, this is not bad. Earlier Yu Fu talents said that many of Song Qiyun's films were mainly invested or invested by his wife and his family. How can people be so eager to dig corners in Yuhangjia.

Everyone thought he was frustrated, but he touched his forehead and made a whisper in his heart. He always felt that after leaving the box, Song Qiyun called his son particularly anxiously, but Yu Hangjia asked, Song Qiyun said it was all right again.

Yu Hangjia didn't care if he thought about it, he might quarrel, and he didn't like to talk.

Liu alcohol Yang said: "Then I will go find them later, Xingyang also have to go, Lan He, do you want to go together?"

Chen Xingyang: "Okay, let's go together. My sister also introduced Lan He to Song Dao before, but you can go to say hello again, once you get back to life, you may be familiar with Song Dao's next time. you?"

He is also very good at pondering the acting of Lan He, supporting role can always be mixed.

Chen Xingyu also spoke. The idea was to make Lan He's face thicker. Everyone thought she was cold. When she first wanted a role, she also recommended Liu Liuyang over and over again.

Lan He laughed and responded: "Okay, okay, I will invite you to dinner again." But after drinking too much of this drink, he still wanted to go to the toilet a bit and said that he was out of company and went out.

Bai Wu thought Lan He was leaving and followed him.

Lan He was indeed heading towards the bathroom, but when he passed a private room, because it was an old house, the sound insulation was not so good, plus his good hearing, he heard a faint voice from inside: "Wandering Where is the soul, General Lu, help the spirit and recruit the true soul..."

Isn’t this a magic spell, how can there still be souls while eating, or how can some people lose their souls after eating, the waiter also introduced them that the house is good for Feng Shui, and put a lot of calm things .

Lan He felt strange, but he kept walking, and continued to walk forward, but heard the voice looming: "Song Futan, Song Futan, come back! Why not come back?"

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

He almost never lost his gaze in front of Yiping again, Song Futan? !

It might not be the same name, Lan He's heart pounding, the capital is so big, is he eating dinner with Xingshuang today and Xiao Song.

But if you eat like this, you can get rid of the soul. It shouldn't be too much.

If it's really Xiao Song, does this imply that today is the perfect day to go away?

Lan He thought, faintly entered the bathroom excitedly, while Bai Wu continued to squat outside.

Lan He stayed in the bathroom for a while. The probe saw Yi Ping not paying attention, and came out lightly and left quickly. Can't bring Yi Ping to him, he took the mask out of his pocket and covered his face.

I don't know if Xiao Song was the one who left the soul. If it were Xiao Song, the demon who could drag him away from Xing Shuang, who was covered by the Feng Shui Bureau, was still unable to show his face to that thing. If not, then it goes without saying.

He watched and smelled all the way, and Xingshuang did not have Song Futan or other wandering souls. He walked out all the time.

There is not much passer-by on the outside street, the weather is not good today, and the night has come.

The waiter thought he was leaving and asked him if he had driven.

"It's okay, I'll just walk around." Lan He was saying, seeing an old ghost with red armbands at the front of the street, he was shouting, "Hey, hey, why don't you buy tickets!"

With a move in his heart, Lan He walked directly over there, which was the King’s Mansion that was already a scenic spot next door.

At this time, tourists were no longer allowed to enter. There were still people in the security room, and they were packing up. Lan He pondered and squatted in.

The old ghost is still shouting: "Avoid tickets! Hey, there are tickets!"

Unfortunately, the security guard didn't notice that the old ghost stomped on the spot and gritted his teeth to catch up.

Inside the county governor’s palace are carved beams, covered with green glazed tiles, clear water brick walls and red pillars. There will also be some modern facilities such as trash cans and sightseeing cars, but they are all made in retro form, which is not very inconsistent.

Just here at night, too quiet.

Lan He walked in the middle, and for a moment, he could not see the figure of Song Futan. The old ghost still caught up. He was the gatekeeper here decades ago, and no one can escape votes.

Lan He wanted to find a place to get away from the soul, and it was more convenient to search. Xing Shuang would definitely not be able to move. Fear of being discovered by the waiter, but it was inconvenient here. The old ghost has always followed him.

When he was thinking about **** it, the old ghost shut up and turned back a few steps, and muttered in his mouth: "There is something you feel good about..."

Lan He frowned, turning around, less than ten centimeters away from his face, was a pair of embroidered shoes, swinging one by one, bringing a breeze to the Yintang.

"..." Lan He calmed down for three seconds, keeping his eyes not looking up, and turned and walked in the other direction.

It was just that he walked a few steps, but felt that the clothes were being pulled hard. When he looked back, the corner of the clothes didn't know when to be caught in the closed door gap, as if there were still people pulling inside.

He mumbled to himself: "How did you hang..."

Then he worked hard to pull the corner of the clothes out and continued on.

Behind the crunching sound of the wooden door, followed by footsteps, one pair, two pairs, three pairs, more and more...

Yu Hangjia wasn't scaring people, this place is really a lot of ghosts, but not drowned in the well, but hanged. Generally hanged ghosts, resentment is relatively large.

Lan He was still calm, even thinking, anyway, he also wore a mask, or not, if he started to force these female ghosts to see if Song Futan did not, they would only think he was eating hell.

He walked by himself, and the female ghosts floated in front of him, took out their own hanging ropes, and the knots were all ready-made. This is the rope they hung from, and hung it in front of this living person, as long as he went forward Go away, your head will slip into it.

Seeing the living people getting closer and closer, there was an excited look on their faces.

Lan He tilted his head and made a slight mistake under his feet, passing by the noose.

Female ghost: "?"

Is it a coincidence?

The female ghosts pondered, and they stopped at the head side by side, hanging down the sling, was it necessary to hang him. Dare to come in alone at night, it has really been gone for many years.

Lan He looked at the row of slings in front of him and stopped, um, this formation was too dense, unless now bent over. Either that, or show me my true nature...

At this moment, the figure of Yi Ping's probe probing the brain appeared, and Lan He's movement was stagnant.

Bai Wu was delighted when he saw Lan He. He found that Lan He was gone. He was looking for it. Fortunately, when he found it outside, a ghost reminded him.

But soon, Bai Wu discovered that Lan He was still surrounded by a row of palace-dressed women carrying a sling, and at night, their pale faces were dripping with blood and tears. The feet wearing embroidered shoes from time to time kicked the left side to the right, just like repeating the moment before dying.

Bai Wu showed a look of fear, and took two steps back as if he could hardly breathe: "Hello, so many!"

Not terrible, but many.

Lan He: "..."

What the hell, how did he follow?

Lan He sighed in his heart. Yi Ping came, but it was not easy to deal with. He had to keep his eyes and walk away.

Bai Wu feels that there are too many female ghosts, but any gathering of more than one person will make him feel uncomfortable. Of course, what is more important now is that these female ghosts all seem to follow Lan He.

Bai Wu kept a few meters apart and said, "Why do you want to evade the ticket? Isn't it good to come during the day? These female ghosts have been dead for a long time, and they are very resentful... I don't want to fight, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead. "

He seemed almost crying, and the whole was negative, negative and mourning.

The female ghost saw that the nagging Bai Wu was speechless, and was irritated to rush towards him.

"Uh!" Bai Wu took a breath, squatting with his head scared.

The female ghost laughed contemptuously, stretched out her hand, tripped Lan He with a sling, and said in his ear: "Don't go, okay?"

Lan He staggered for a while, and it is worthy of being a ghost for so long. It can affect the body of a stranger so much. At this time, it is inappropriate to pretend to be undetected.

So he turned his head around the face of the female ghost, and looked around for a week, "Who?"

Seeing no echo, Lan He turned around and buried his head to speed up the pace.

It was also at this time that the wind behind him was masterpiece, and the cold breath seemed to invade the bone marrow. The resentment seemed to condense into substance. Lan He turned back suddenly and clasped the paper in his pocket.

I only heard Yi Ping barking a few times, of course, maybe crying a few times, rushing up with his eyes closed. I saw a huge hedgehog slashing in the diagonal thorns, throwing the Lan He down, and the sharp spines opened!

The dense tens of thousands of thorns, as sharp as steel needles, told no one to dare to start.

Lan He didn't move, but was pushed down by Yi Ping.

Being so close, you can also see the small eyes of Yiping's round beans lying on him, closed in fear, trembling and saying: "I have not lived in the big fortune building in the big yard, don't force me... "

The ghosts were going to be mad at Yi Ping, "Yes, today the hanging hedgehog is air-dried."

Bai Wuyan died, and said with impetuosity: "Put, pierce you."

Its life and death can be destined, but the benefactor cannot.

Lan He: "..."

At this moment, Lan He's mood was very complicated, and he even felt a little shocked.

Yi Ping didn't know that he didn't need protection, and Yi Ping, who had been passively living in a white door and had no fighting spirit, could still feel it shaking, but he still rushed up and protected Lan He with his spikes.

For it, how much fear does it have to overcome, even its nature.

Lan He took a deep breath, "You let go."