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

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Song Qiyun sat on the chair and gave a talk to Lan He and Xiao and Qian.

Waiting for the general content, the role played by Lan He and Xiao and Qian came to a temple. Xiao and Qian, the underworld ghosts dismissed the temple and only stared at their notebooks to settle their accounts. Lan He worshipped and Xiao Yu Qian mocked him, but did not expect the protagonist to look different, but he would worship God, and the two had a conversation.

——After the communication between Lan He and Song Futan, they deleted the name Xiaolai from the script, but they didn't create a new name. Song Qiyun even felt that it was better. From start to finish, the protagonist's name never appeared.

Song Qiyun asked them if they had any questions. Xiao and Qian said: "Song Dao, I feel... do you mean religion or philosophy."

Song Qiyun and Lan He both smiled.

Xiao and Qian smiled: "I heard you said that I was talking about ghosts, but I was talking about people. I just thought that even from the inside, the protagonist who really symbolizes ghosts and gods is different from what I thought. "

"I remember you grew up abroad?" Song Qiyun asked.

Xiao and Qian nodded.

Song Qiyun said: "The theory of ghosts and gods is derived from human civilization. Ancient civilizations were born in the river valley, the Nile river valley, the Indian river valley and the Yellow river basin. Three religious river systems were born, and the other two religious river systems were born. The core is the prophet, prophecy, mysticism, etc. For the Chinese people, the core beliefs are not those, they are sages, they are a philosopher religion, and their rational elements will be larger, especially before integrating some Buddhist ideas."

Therefore, even if he portrays an absurd ghost and spirit, he is still absurd, with a rational thought.

Xiao and Qian nodded their heads, feeling that they had more to look at traditional stories.

But after Song Qiyun finished speaking, he really had a new feeling with the protagonist.

After their conversation, Xiao and Qian asked the protagonist: "You worship so many temples, so many gods, which temple is the most spiritual? Is Taishan spirit? Wudang mountain spirit? Or is this broken temple?"

The protagonist stared at the dust on the idol, and whispered: "Everywhere, nothing works."

"Cut!" Song Qiyun shouted loudly.

Lan He and Xiao and Qian stopped performing.

Sitting on the sidelines, Yu Mengmeng said with a smile: "It's really difficult for Song Director, this time every cut must shout so loudly."

Song Qiyun is usually a very elegant person who doesn't like to scold actors, but whoever makes them make a ghost film, the old rule is to call out cut must be loud, the actor can't play the show, just fear that there are other things that believe it, Let both Yin and Yang know that it was just filming.

Song Qiyun grinned reluctantly. In fact, he also hesitated, whether or not he shouted loudly, there was an impermanent situation on the set. Then think about it, this is for someone else...

"By the way, we are all at the foot of Mount Tai, are we taking the time to worship?" Xiao and Qian suggested, "I heard that there is Bixia Yuanjun Temple here." He just said that he wanted to understand traditions. Just thinking about it.

"Why, worship Taishan Lady, do you ask for a son?" someone joked.

Xiao and Qian: ".........I rely on?"

Yu Mengmeng gave him a smile and smiled: "Is it true that worshiping Taishan Niangniang can only be a beggar? I don't understand it at a glance. Taishan Niangniang also takes pictures of Yuefu Divine Soldiers. He inspects the good and evil in the world, blesses all beings, and should respond to Kyushu. "

"Yes, that's right!" Xiao and Qian watched the goddess speak for themselves, and his face was red. "Ah, which is more spiritual than the temple of Jinding Miaogan in Jingxi?"

"It's just that you just finished the show," Lan He said. "Of course, both are valid, and neither is valid."

Xiao and Qian: "..."

Yu Mengmeng also interpreted himself, "That is, sincerity is the spirit!"

Someone went in response.

Yu Mengmeng Zhang Luo said: "Then those who have said everything must go, the locals told me that you can't just make a wish to go to Mount Tai, otherwise the lady will be angry. And there are several kinds of people who can't go to Mount Tai."

Some people just wanted to take a break. Yu Mengmeng said that there were taboos, but they caused them to rise up and asked if they could go.

"Hey, this first kind is that Taishan Boys can’t go. It’s the same as Miaoganshan’s rules. If your mother only got you by tying the baby in the Niangniang Temple and begging for her, then you can’t go up because of you. This is the boy next to the mother. Maybe the mother missed it and took you back as soon as she saw it." Yu Mengmeng's mouth was pretty good. When he said that, the atmosphere on the scene was magical.

Many people don’t know that, whispering, they are more and more interested, "Who else is there? Can Ba ​​Zi Qing go?"

Yu Mengmeng said seriously: "There are still some people who can't go, such as heart and lung disease, high blood pressure, cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases..."

Everyone: "............"

They smirked at once.

Yu Mengmeng recovered his smart look, and asked Song Qiyun: "Director, where are you going?"

Song Qiyun asked Lan He first: "...Are you going?"

Everyone wondered that Song Dao is really good for Lan He, and he still consulted him for climbing mountains. Where do you know that Song Qiyun is purely pondering? Isn't it Lao He's den, not letting him go is inappropriate?

Lan He: "It's OK to climb mountains."

"It means even burning incense, we know you." Xiao and Qian patted Lan He's shoulder, the famous atheist.

Lan He smiled shyly.

"Lan He is really a good actor." The photography boss came over, and after finishing the film just now, he felt that Lan He's acting was very delicate, and he felt something.

"Yes, it's nice." Song Qiyun walked away blankly.

...

The film crew had scenes taken from the mountain, and some volunteers continued to climb up and burn incense in Bixia Yuanjun Temple.

Many branches on both sides of the Panshan Road are tied with red ropes and pressed stones. This is "pressed branches", that is, "pressed children", which suppresses the souls of descendants and makes them live for a hundred years.

Dou Chunting's swollen, blue-faced face helped Lan He and Song Futan to get mobile phones and water. This was the price of his mouth. He had been a cousin for his cousin for several days.

This is already the case, Dou Chunting is not honest, "I was in a hurry that day..."

Song Futan glanced at him.

Dou Chunting changed his mouth: "I ran into a hurry that day. I didn't hear how you told your uncle, brother, can you tell me how you met? Later in Xingshuang, what happened, the first phase of acting See you?"

Lan He felt that instead of letting Dou Chunting make up his own brains, it was better to tell him. The last time Dou Chunting had a brain supplement, he came up with a substitute for sadomasochism. He briefly introduced: "That was the first time I saw it alive. You have seen it once. I have been covering my face in the underworld."

After Lan He said in three words, Dou Chunting said emotionally: "Unexpectedly, in this era I can still see the existence of blind marriage and dumb marriage!"

Song Futan and Lan He: "?"

Dou Chunting danced: "You don't say what the name is, and one hasn't seen the other person's face. Isn't this equal to blind marriage and dumb marriage?"

Song Futan: "..."

Song Futan: "You know what your brother and sister look like before you confess?"

Dou Chunting: "..."

Dou Chunting snapped, he always forgot that he was an online dating school, and was not qualified to laugh at others. But it was also his cousin's sentence, which made him react to it afterwards, and why did his cousin's attitude be particularly bad.

Lan He couldn't help saying: "Neither of you is qualified to speak to each other..."

Dou Chunting: "..."

Song Futan: "............"

Dou Chunting watched, his cousin really did not say anything. Absolutely, this shows that family status is coming.

The crew of the crew was fast and slow, and they gradually climbed to the Bixia Temple. Many chose to burn incense. Some believers were also burning incense towers and ingots. Lan He stood by and looked at them from afar, only enjoying the scenery and not worshipping God.

But in the stove outside, a piece of paper dust fluttered with the wind, but actually came to Lan He.

Lan He reached out to hold this piece of paper dust and looked carefully.

"Brother, why?" Dou Chunting asked Lan He not to let go, but also stared at the paper gray, asking curiously.

"This is a letter written by Lao Bai to me." Lan He said, "He didn't dare to come when he wanted to see me. He wrote to sue Rao and asked if I could guarantee that I wouldn't hit him when I met."

Dou Chunting's eyes widened: "Really?" He carefully looked at Lan He's expression and slapped his forehead again. "Hi, acting is not credible."

Lan He: "..."

Dou Chunting asked Song Futan: "Cousin, do you think this is really a letter? A letter of apology?"

Song Futan: "It's a letter, but I don't know it. Yin Si has his own font."

Lan He nodded: "Well, this is equivalent to encryption, he may feel embarrassed, do not want to be seen by others."

He hasn't learned this word yet, just like a set of ropes. When he is impermanent, he has no way of learning. He is crooked.

Dou Chunting couldn't help but say: "Fangzheng Yinsi is traditional?"

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

They talked a little bit, and when the crew of the crew burned the incense, they went down the mountain.

Before he reached the foot of the mountain, he heard the noise behind him, and Lan He turned to look at it. The actor who thought it was the crew was recognized by the tourists. It was wrong to see someone lying on the ground.

When I rushed to see it, a photographer in the crew collapsed.

"Did you commit any illness?" Lan He asked. Yu Mengmeng said before that he had a physical problem and could not climb the mountain.

"I am looking at his health card, there is no problem." Song Qiyun said, and asked their photography team leader, also said that the young man Niu Gaoma is very strong, usually in order to carry heavy equipment, and fitness habits.

The emergency call has already been made, there are medical staff in the scenic spot, but everyone is worried.

The colleague who was in the same room as the photographer suddenly said weakly: "I remembered something. Teacher Yu said the legend of the Taishan boy before. He told me that his mother went to Taishan to ask for a son and asked him."

Everyone: "... lying trough!"

"I, I go, I really heard this statement." Yu Mengmeng was also embarrassed, "Then why did he come again."

Colleague: "I also asked him whether he would come or not. He said why he didn't come. At that time, his dad also went to the **** infertility specialist hospital.

Everyone: "..."

In fact, it is not easy to say whether people have a chronic disease, but it just happened at this time, this situation, people can't help but think about it.

"Let's wait for the medical staff, don't move him first." Lan He calmly said, "Even if you want to think about it, this is not the sentence of Dou Chunting."

"Yeah, maybe take a medicine and give a shot, everyone spread out to let him breathe." Someone greeted.

Lan He's words were calming, but some people wondered. This spirit judged Zhong Kui, the old lady on Mount Tai, and relatives of Zhong Kui's boss. Is spiritual judgment really useful?

Song Qiyun quietly found Lan He: "What the **** is going on! You can ask!"

What if someone tells me here.

Song Futan: "You whisper."

Song Qiyun's voice didn't suppress it. Someone just glanced at it just now.

Song Qiyun quickly covered up and said: "Lan He, ask your doctor and classmates!"

Lan He whispered: "Song Dao, if you want me to ask, you have to find a place and let me die."

Song Qiyun: "..."

Lan He: "And as soon as I leave the soul, Song Futan will also be taken away, and my soul is tied to him."

Song Qiyun: "What?"

He was dizzy for a while, and he didn't know about it yet.

I am lucky, I am lucky, Song Qiyun brainwashed himself twice, said: "OK, I cover you, and quickly check."

Song Qiyun pretended to ask them to call the experts where they had a good signal.

The two went to the car, and Dou Chunting guarded the two of them.

Sitting up, Lan He could still see Dou Chunting reaching for their noses, and found that there was no breathing at all. They couldn't help but beat Song Futan. Although he didn't dare to hit it, he just posed and was happy.

Lan He: "Your brother did not think about it, did we leave so fast?"

Song Futan: "What do you think?"

Lan He glanced again silently, drifting up the mountain.

The speed of the soul can be much faster than that of the flesh. Lan He floated outside the temple and heard a burst of laughter, barbell-like, innocent and romantic tone: "Haha, ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

If Lan He's body is used, there will be goose bumps.

"It seems to be the voice of the photographer." Lan He was impressed by him. He climbed to the wall and looked at it. It was true that the photographer's soul was in the yard and playing with a group of bare **** dolls.

The dress of these little dolls is very familiar, Lan He saw it in Miaoganshan, and later reincarnated into Miao Miao, their identity is self-evident.

Although it is a naive child, this scene is particularly strange because of the dim sky, the photographers who are still laughing at Niu Gaoma, and the obvious food they eat.

Even Lan He swallowed a bit and gathered courage.

"Go." Lan He and Song Futan went in together. "Hello kid, I asked a question, when did this kid come?"

As soon as one of the bare **** dolls saw Lan He, he rushed over: "You stay too! You stay too!"

Lan He: "Haha, it's okay, your brother will play with you. You answer your brother's question first, did the kid just come?"

He refers to the photographer who is foolish.

The bare-ass doll said: "Yeah, we are just one less, he is our little partner, stay and play games with us."

"Then don't you play this game, can't you play asymmetrically?" Lan He asked.

Barely **** dolls care so much, holding his hand, "Come, come."

"Wait, my brother will discuss it with you and let the kid go home. The two of us will play a very fun game with you, will we?" Lan He held him and asked gently.

The bare **** doll looked at Lan He hesitantly.

"If it doesn't work, then I'll leave. Do you guys continue to play?"

"No! I want you, I want you!" These bare **** Taishan dolls like Lan He very much, holding him and agreeing to exchange him.

Lan He took out the fan, and directed it to the photographer who was still silly: "The soul is his own!"

...

Lao Bai climbed up from the ground. Although Lan He didn't reply, he really missed Lan He, especially since he had just lost a lot of money... So, Lao Bai decided to take the risk!

"Father--" Lao Baiyou shouted, but there was no response, only the child's crisp laughter was heard.

Are you playing with children? Lao Bai rubbed his hands, put on a smile, and walked to the yard. On the face, he saw Lan He and Song Futan playing skipping rope with a group of little ghosts. They threw the rope, and the dolls rushed in one by one, jumping neatly. One! Two! Three! Come in again!"

The jump was pretty good. The team had grown so fast that twenty dolls jumped at the same time, and no one tripped on the skipping rope.

Look carefully again, what skipping rope is clearly the hook of the uniform distribution of their Dongyue Yinsi, one Lan He hand and the other in Song Futan!

Lao Bai: "............"

Lao Bai Kuang Fao, in the end we still have to develop a few ways to use our soul.

Lan He: "If it needs to be longer, I'll make it longer. You can also jump with two ropes. Do you dare to jump?"

Lao Bai reacted suddenly and screamed: "No!!"

God **** two ropes, the other one wants to add the hook hook used by Master Xie Bian to throw it together!

Lan He saw Lao Bai: "Well? Why are you here?"

Lao Bai trot stiffly in his robe with his robe: "Come on, please play with the little fart boy?"

Lan He looked at him with a smile.

Lao Bai poses, always avoiding it.

"I won't hit you anymore, you do me a favor." Lan He said.

Lao Bai ecstatic, "You mean, the previous thing was cancelled?"

Lan He nodded.

Old Bai rolled up his sleeves: "What, you say."

Half a minute later, Lao Bai and a paper man shook the rope.

It will also be rejected by Taishan dolls: "He is not good at shaking."

Lao Bai: "Nonsense, I won the first place in the Yinsi Jump Rope Competition."

Taishan doll: "Wow! Niang Niang has never said that there is such a game!"

Lao Bai: "..."

Fuck, it's quite smart.

"How long to shake." Lao Bai turned back to Lan He, but Lan He had already disappeared while he was chatting with Taishan dolls, and the bare-ass dolls who also found this did not skip rope, wowed and cried Jump on him, "It's you, it's you!"

This is a boy from the Niangniang Temple, which can’t be beaten. Some of them are very talented. They don’t know if they are going to be big officials or heroes in the next life. Pulled out of the belt-

.

The emergency personnel felt that they had rescued the fainted photographer and sent it to the hospital. This rescued the person, but he was also bad at the cause. After asking about the work, he was judged to have a bad rest.

The crew's work is busy, and there seems to be nothing wrong with this conclusion, but everyone still discussed the matter of Taishanwa and felt a little hanged.

At about this time, the company first sent a good news to Lan He. He nominated a best supporting actor in a film award. In other words, "Chasing" has selected many projects for several movie awards. This is a prize with a high gold content. In addition to him, there are also the best films, best directors, best actors, best photography... ...And many other nominations.

This year is not a big movie year. This is another work carefully prepared by Liu Yanyang. This result has been predicted by everyone.

The actors and staff of the crew also congratulated Lan He when they knew it, and Xiao and Qian also gave him an analysis of the possibility of winning the prize for a long time.

It's quite satisfying to be able to nominate Lan He. Thinking of this, this role shaping is also related to his part-time job. Lao Bai is not useless... By the way, I don't know if Lao Bai came out of the temple.

Thinking about it, he burned some support for Lao Bai.

The filming in Dai'an is about to end. The crew returned to Beijing to shoot. Before going back, the staff specifically reminded the group that the weather in Beijing has been bad recently, and the heavy rain is almost constant. Everyone must prepare umbrellas and raincoats. Chicken soup.

The equipment of the crew was transported back by high-speed car. In a few hours, Song Qiyun had a nightmare and dreamed that the equipment and materials were lost. He had to be escorted back.

Lan Hexin said that the nightmare dream would not actually be me. He quickly went back to Beijing with Song Qiyun for a chat and went back by car together.

This uncle and brother don't take the high-speed rail anymore, and Dou Chunting can't leave them behind. He followed them diligently and said that there is our spiritual condemnation. He turned back to sleep and his uncle would never have another nightmare. He will mention it when he is free. This is his pride.

Song Qiyun and another staff member were both sitting in the cart. Dou Chunting drove the cart, carrying Lan He and Song Futan.

As soon as I entered the territories of the capital, I just crossed the border, and Dou Chunting suddenly said: "Then what, what, what, cousin and cousin, look!"

Song Futan glanced out, "Tornado? It's quite small." It's not a tornado, and it's unlikely that there will be a tornado in the interior.

Lan He: "Cousin?"

Dou Chunting: "No matter how small it is, it is a whirlwind, no matter how small it is, I heard my dad say that there is a ghost whirlwind, upswing god, downswing ghost!" Ghost whirlwind has a ghost word, that is, a ghost comes with a whirlwind , The person I met was unlucky.

Song Futan: "It seems to come here..."

Lan He: "..."

Why was he the only one who heard the words just now?

Lan He didn't have the strength to struggle, turned around and looked at it. Indeed, the small whirlwind of that person's height was directed at them, because the vehicle was moving, it also followed...

Lan He looked closely, looked in the wind, and smiled: "I was also shocked, it's okay, it should be my family fairy who came to pick me up."

He had just entered the capital and was still on the border, so they came, and I guess he thought of Lan He. Not only ghosts can take a whirlwind, but also family immortals.

Dou Chunting wriggled: "Jianxian, I have heard the legend of the old Huoxian and Huangxian, but I haven't seen it.

Hu Huang Er Xian is also the most popular fairy family. Although his cousin Dou Chunting could see dirty things, he never talked to them about it. He encountered a ghost himself, and was still curious about the legendary Baojiaxian.

Lan He: "Take a look?"

He looked back and forth, just got off the highway, and the cars behind were farther away, opened the window, and a whirlwind hit him. A huge hedgehog smashed into the car and sat up. Two black beans turned dizzy and turned out to be Yiping who dared to go out.

Dou Chunting: "......... disturbed."