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

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Lan He thought she was doing something, her face was so fierce, she was almost shocked and shouted again-he had always suspected that Chang Yueyuan was playing a pig and eating a tiger-and the tiles were broken and two pieces on it? Want to recognize dad?

Chang Yueyuan also heard Lao Bai yelling at his father, who expected to go to his house and must recognize his father. She has been beaten already, she can be tough, but it is also easy to be persuaded to be soft. Ask which fairy family can smell the fragrance made by Lan He can not be moved.

Unfortunately, Lan He just said stiffly: "Don't...you get up."

He dragged Changyueyuan up.

Hu seventy-nine said: "Look at how sensible people are."

Liu Thirteen: "..."

He gave Hu Qijuan a glance, and he always felt that the fox had some meaning, and his foot was hard, the tile was broken, and he looked at Hu Qijuan threateningly.

Lan He looked back and felt a little dizzy. He hadn't said anything. Chang Yueyuan, who had just been lifted up, knelt again, "I won't get up if you don't agree!"

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

"You go away, I can't afford a daughter like you." Lan He sat weakly on the sofa, looked at Chang Yueyuan and Liu Shisan, who took a look for granted, lamented, "Everything is bad enough , Yeah, I'm really sorry!"

Hu Seventy-nine laughed wildly.

Song Futan also grinned and touched his head, "Buy the tiles and let them paste it."

Lan He was speechless. He was afraid that he could open a housekeeping service company when he withdrew from the circle. Anything that had tiles in the sewers.

Chang Yueyuan also wanted to forcibly recognize her father, was suppressed, and shrunk in the sink in disappointment. "Man, sooner or later, you will be willing to support me!"

Lan He: "..."

...What a mess!

Starting from the second day, Lan He took the family immortals and started to visit, to collect statistics and collect the supernatural events that happened in Beijing in the past two years. At the end of the year, Taoist temples in various temples were also calculating their accounts. Because of the township, everyone has made new incense in the past two years.

When Lan He went to Dongyue Temple, he had finished the visit. By the way, he wanted to talk to the head of the river, and he saw a familiar face in the room of the head of the river.

He recalled that it was not one of the souls rescued in Beihai that day. Although he did not know the face of this aunt, he heard that he was a gangster, otherwise he would not call the unmoved mage who had not left the mountain early.

Moreover, this aunt did not come alone. There was a man beside her pouring tea. This face Lan He remembered that the news of Beijing had seen it, and it was clearly the mayor of Beijing.

The mayor looked very respectful to her aunt, and said, "Doctor, I came back from the outside that day, and the car went to refuel. I walked away and smoked, and I met someone on the roadside, dressed in costumes, and I talked to him amusedly. A few words, when it comes to occupation. I asked where you work, he said, it should be the municipal government. I smiled and said that I am too, then how long have you been in the job, what department. He said he is the mayor. I hey, this is not a coincidence, I am also the mayor. I originally thought he was a little stupid, but he said, you govern Yang Shi, I supervise the underworld, Yin and Yang divide and conquer, we can also encounter fate, give you three It’s a good day. Then I woke up and found myself clearly sitting in the car. Then I went back and really had three days of good dreams!

"Master Jianghe, what is this dream? What is this mayor of Hades, what can I come to visit Dongyue Temple?"

This one had never believed in ghosts and gods before, so he didn’t know much about it. The governor of the river listened: "You are afraid of the old city god. The mayor of Beijing, the natural counterpart of the city **** temple, this city **** is a city. God, but it’s wrong to worship at Dongyue Temple. It has its own capital city **** temple. There are only four capital city **** temples in the entire history of China. The nature of the active is the capital city **** temple in Beijing. It was restored and reopened in the first two years.

The aunt said with interest: "This is a wonderful thing, but you can still have a good dream? Then this city **** temple, we also add it to the itinerary." She walked all the temples in Beijing, because she fell a soul. , Especially passionate.

Well, Lan He remembers his colleagues Xiao and Qian in "Ghost Fun", because they did good things and had a few days of dreams. It seems that the mayor really had this experience, and it was really interesting. The mayor of Yangshi met the underworld. Lord Chang'an.

At this time, the head of the river also saw Lan He, and he quickly apologized to the guests, and went outside to speak with Lan He.

Lan He asked the director of the river for a while, and the leader of the river thought that he really wanted to edit some materials. The local government had always done a lot of paperwork, which was very complicated and answered them one by one.

The two people inside, when they heard the voice of only the head of the river flowing outside, slowly felt a little strange. The river leader put them down to chat with people, and they were already curious about who they were. At this moment, the aunt walked over and looked out of the gap, and was suddenly shocked, because there was no one outside, and the head of the river was talking to the air.

She flicked back in her heart.

After a while, the head of the river came back, and she couldn't help but ask: "Lord, just now..."

The river leader said with a smile: "You have seen that the North Sea has a connection."

"Ah, it's him." Aunt said softly.

The mayor asked curiously, "Who?"

"It's nothing." The aunt shook her head. The impermanence of her life was registered. She had listened, but she couldn't spread it. Speaking of this, the impermanence and even the reward are all invited by the temple, so low-key that she has no chance to say thanks in person.

...

Besides, the things that "Ghost Fun" is being reviewed are becoming more and more true. The public is concerned, saying that although people have ghosts in their names, it is not necessary to look at the record and the style of Song Qiyun in the past. Have you been stuck, do the auditors feel ironic?

And it was at this time that another kind of argument came out, saying that the audit department suspected that Lan He and Song Futan were gay, so they blocked their works.

Netizen:

[? ? ? 】

[Your mother's ah ha ha ha ha ha audit than I will knock! I dare not believe that they are real! 】

[Sprayed, I don’t believe in any ghost reason. 】

[Yes, even if they are gay, and haven’t come out, isn’t it a matter of the public not to hold officials? 】

[Hey, don’t say it’s as if people are really doing the same thing, playing back and forth and back and forth. Lan He and Song Futan are not enough straight men. ? 】

[Straight men are more nauseating...and wanton. 】

This rumor is because Lan He and Song Futan are indeed quite affectionate in the crew, causing some people to doubt. Although it has nothing to do with the audit, it actually hit the truth.

As a result, at this time, I suddenly said that "Ghost" didn't cut for a second, and I gave it directly.

[I said Lan He is not gay! ! ! 】

[Upstairs you? It wasn't originally a feed

[Ha, something wrong, why is the card so long in front of it]

[In order to delete less points, Song Qiyun ran his legs thin, and it turned out that there was a big guy who was optimistic about the movie and said that it was very interesting. After saying hello, it was... intact. 】

[...Stunned, so to speak, can you fix it? 】

[Almost soon, it should be in the next year]

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"Ghost Fun" passed the review, and by the way, Lan He was of course happy, and he pondered the sound of the wind. Although there were no specific characters, he thought that it was only the aunt who saved him before.

However, Lan He's current energy is more focused on interviews. The data collected by them has been entered into the computer, and the work has not been completed. The workload is too large.

As a result, Lan He's work in the sun was less, and fans shouted that he could not see fresh Lan He, and he was increasingly looking forward to the release of "Ghost Fun", and Lan He came out soon.

At this time, it has been closed in recent years. Last year, Lan He was too busy to go back, and this year it was the same.

On New Year's Eve, Lan He's New Year's Eve dinner at Song Futan's house. They knew the relationship between the parents of both parties. Naturally, they didn't need to care about anything. The elders on both sides of the evening video also greeted each other.

Song Qiyun smiled and greeted Father Lan. His opinion was suppressed by at least 50%, which was somewhat unnatural.

Father Lan: "Sorry Xiaosong, you usually have to work hard and take care of our life in Lan He, with one hand inside and out." Then I compared my thumbs.

Song Qiyun: "..."

Song Qiyun suddenly sat upright and shouted, "It's nothing! Lan He is also very considerate, and goes out to help tie Tan."

Others' black line: "..."

At about eight o'clock, Lan He and Song Futan did not stay at home for a long time. They went to Juehui Temple, and all his family celestials followed.-The family of the celestial family also had a New Year's Eve, and naturally they also had a New Year's Eve dinner.

The family also knows that there is something wrong with the immortal mage. He has treated Song Futan as a student for many years, so he agrees to go to Juehui Temple with Song Futan.

Juehui Temple on New Year's Eve is very lively, and it is not yet the peak period, it will reach its peak in the early morning.

At that time, some people thought about the auction rights of millions of first-hand incense, and even the mage didn’t sell it. At this time, all the believers were waiting for the morning, the first-year new year to grab the first incense, and ring the bell to pray for blessings.

Lan He entered the area where the monks lived and was also a place where tourists stopped.

Sikong was holding the mage walking around the courtyard and saw them coming. Sikong greeted him, but the mage was indifferent.

"Happy New Year's Eve. How is the mage today?" Lan He looked at it, and felt that it was okay not to move the mage's appearance. These days, he also fed a lot of supplements, but his eyes were dull.

"My brothers and I took turns, always with the abbot." Sikong said.

"Then take a break, we will accompany you for a while." Lan He said.

"Amitabha." Sikong thanked. There are too many tourists today, and there are not enough people in the temple. He hasn't had time to eat dinner until now.

Chang Yueyuan swam around the motionless mage, "Isn't it true that I was stunned? Dad."

"...Don't recognize your father anywhere," Lan He said, "I told you countless times, don't be illusory anymore, you don't have the skill."

Chang Yueyuan was stunned: "You said that I still dare to be a monk."

Lan He: "Both are!"

He pointed to Chang Yueyuan: "You better not kneel anymore, this bluestone brick has a hundred years of history, but it is not easy to make up..."

Song Futan helped the immobile master to sit down and read the "Vajra Sutra".

His voice was so cold that it matched the ancient trees and shrubs around him. The red walls and green tiles of the monastery covered the periphery. Only the faint noise of tourists came, and the lively festival was not far away.

Except for the absence of Lao Bai, Hu Hu Bai Liu often sat on the floor and listened carefully to the classics.

For a moment, this place is like an independent world, only the murmur of the chanting, the yellowish street lamp, no one at a glance, and...

"Meow meow--"

Lan He heard a few meows and looked up. It turned out that there was an orange cat squatting on the roof. The night sky behind was covered with clouds. It tilted its head as if it were listening.

After Song Futan read it again, he could not hear the Master Mu Ran saying, "Amitabha."

"Mage? Master, are you awake?" Lan He stared at him closely, but the mage only kept responding, and continued to fall silent.

"Alas..." Lan He supported his chin.

"Forget it, New Year's Day, don't be so discouraged." Liu Shisan said, "you two kiss."

Lan He was choked: "..."

I thought Liu Thirteen said something human, what logic is the second half of the sentence.

At this time, the orange cat jumped three levels from the roof and fell to the ground, wandering over, fearing that he would stay in the temple for a long time, and not afraid of the fairy family at all.

Seeing Lan He staring at the cat, Song Futan said, "There were some wild cats in the temple. Over time, the pilgrims loved it when they settled here. The monks in the temple will also feed. They all have names, and they will be sterilized when they are old. ."

"That's fine." Lan He smiled when she saw the cute look of the cat.

There was another cat meow, which came out from the bushes and was extremely delicate.

"Is there another?" Lan He teased, "Come out, kittens and cats."

A black-and-white cat stepped out of the bushes. It raised its chest and raised its chest. A round collar around its round face was slightly reflective, making it difficult to ignore under the lights.

Lan He: "..."

Liu Shisan also looked at the sky from his white eyes, slowly moved his gaze, stared at it and moved until it reached Lanhe...

It just traversed the courtyard in a leisurely way, and stopped in front of Lan He in a hurry, rubbing the hand of Lan He, but because of wearing a collar, the tentacle of Lan He was a piece of plastic.

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

Liu Thirteen was critically hit: "What is that!!! Why does it also wear the Elizabeth circle!!!"

"Meow!" Both the orange cat and the black-and-white cat suddenly scared away with a "meow".

Lan He: "That's right, everyone... everyone knows that this is a good thing, so all follow suit, it's flooding, and I can't control others. Alas, I will let you take it off after you're injured, you Will not pick it."

Liu Thirteen scolded: "Nonsense, you are pitting me!"

Bai Wu, who has been working hard to maintain transparency, said: "That is also because you have been licking the wound..."

"Shut up." Liu Thirteen turned into a prototype, sprayed Lan He with fury, and piggybacked Song Futan: "The two of you, it's too much, don't say that you frame Ben Long every day, not on New Year's Eve. Don’t kiss your sugar or even read Buddhist scriptures. Is this a human thing? Are you still a man?"

Lan He: "??"

Is this an exercise to borrow?

Lan He sighed: "Aren't you, A snake, even if you don't kiss yourself during the Chinese New Year?"

Song Futan: "..."

Liu Shisan apparently did not understand Lan He's ridicule, and danced for a while.

When Sikong came back after dinner, he saw the black snake dancing wildly, walking around cautiously, worryingly: "Can you stop dancing? I'm afraid of being seen."

Liu Shisan: "Shut up! Fahai!!"

Sikong: "..." You can't see the monk and call Fahai?

Sikong said to Song Futan: "Tonight we will ring the big bell. In the past years, the abbot had knocked it. We can save the dead souls of all directions. I don't know...the abbot still has the consciousness of ringing the bell."

This ancient bell was knocked once a year at this time, telling everyone to hear three sounds.

It is a tradition for the abbot to ring the bell. On the bright side, it is a rare opportunity to display antiquities. In secret, because this bell is a town object, it is also the bell of death. Some monks knocked the bell, the power can be fully exerted, more undead can be exceeded, and the demon can also be deterred. Therefore, the bell rings every year on New Year’s Eve. The monk, who is the Taoist, will also worship in the direction of Juehui Temple.

If the substitution is made, the effect of the big clock will be weaker.

"Let's go, help the abbot." Lan He put on the mask, scarf and glasses, and everyone went out together.

At this time, close to midnight, Juehui Temple was overcrowded. Just wait for the bell to ring, and the hall door would open. The believers could burn incense, or ring the small bell in the temple to pray for blessing. The louder the better.

"Oh, isn't that Chen Xingyang?" Hu 79 said.

"Ah?" Lan He glanced at him, but didn't recognize it.

Hu Qijuan leaned on his nose, pointing to a man wrapped tightly like Lan He, "Just that."

Lan He and Song Futan whispered, walked over and photographed the man, "Xing Yang?"

The man really looked back and looked at him in surprise, "You..."

"I Lan He." Lan He whispered, "Why are you here?"

He approached him only to see clearly. Chen Xingyang also held a sister in her hands, both holding incense.

"I'll go, so you can recognize it?" Chen Xingyang said in a magical way, he could not even cover his ears.

"Hey." Lan He glared over, "Come on incense?"

"Yeah, it is estimated that Touxiang can't grab it, so it burned outside, and then went to queue to ring the bell." Chen Xingyang said curiously, "Why don't you come and burn Touxiang too, wow, I heard you played a monk If you found a master of Juehui Temple in class, won’t you burn the incense at the back door?"

"Can people do this kind of thing? Besides, I am not that kind of person." Lan He said, "I... just came to visit with friends."

Chen Xingyang laughed, yes, when did Lan He burn incense to worship Buddha. He is also mostly a joke. With this fragrance, no matter how many dignitaries want to smash money to buy it, they can’t buy it. Lan He just turned **** and wanted to go through the back door. I’m afraid he can’t.

"OK, then I won't disturb you anymore." Chen Xingyang frowned, even though Lan He couldn't see it at all, he used his own life, and he was also the object of thinking about Lan He's friends.

"You want me not to disturb you, okay." Lan He also came to say hello, and slipped to find Song Futan. Although there are many people, there is no way to get lost.

At this time, everyone was waiting for the first bell to ring in the New Year. Everyone knew that, according to usual practice, it was the abbot of Juehui Temple. After ringing the ancient bell, the incense was officially burnt after that.

It's just that it's said that the abbot has been sick recently, and it is said that tonight Master Sikong may help to ring the bell together, which is also a very meaningful thing.

Chen Xingyang also stretched his neck. He hasn’t seen the legendary immortal mage yet. This year is also his first visit to Juehui Temple. This is not because he has had a different view of the world in the past two years.

As soon as he saw his girlfriend struggling, he also entrusted the other party: "How is the health of the abbot?"

From a distance, you can see that the abbot has stood next to the ancient clock, which is more than six meters high and weighs dozens of tons, which can be described as a behemoth. The bell sounds inscribed with 230,000 scriptures, and when you ring the bell, you can read the scriptures again.

The monks circled around, and the abbot stood there. At this distance, he could not see the details. He could roughly see two people wearing casual clothes and covering their faces behind him, more prominent among the monks.

Others could not recognize it, but Chen Xingyang recognized that one of them was Lan He who had just spoken to him.

Hey, he thought, he did have a good relationship with the monk, and he went there.

The time was approaching zero, and the abbot suddenly raised his hand, and then Chen Xingyang saw that the two of them on the back of the side rubbed a bit, and then stepped forward, striking the big clock hard.

The believers were also strange, but when the thick bell sounded, the end was endless, and it swayed for dozens of miles... Everyone could not think so much, and ran to Shangxiang to ring the prayer bell.

Chen Xingyang: "???

...Friend, you said to me that you can’t burn incense and run here to hit the first bell. Do you think it’s appropriate? ?