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

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Lan He’s brokerage company is small, he is very transparent, and he concentrates on filming, so it is rarely boring to find news about him on the Internet.

Now because of participating in Liu's new movie, there are more news, but as netizens said, the content is quite strange...

So one thing is true: netizens basically don't think this is hype. After all, Chen Xingyu took the initiative to send her, and everyone knows her character. Lan He has already participated in Liu Liuyang's play. What can't he stir well, the worst? Is Lan He not good? Isn't it worth blowing a wave of beauty?

With this strange content, the popularity of Chen Xingyu, and the fact that Yan is really good, Lan He really got a wave of attention, and even the deserted Weibo instantly increased the number of views, and the fans increased by tens of thousands. ——This Weibo or the company opened after he joined the group, so that he can do something everyday.

Lan He is very tired of filming every day, and writing Weibo is not particularly sweet. There are only a few of them, which are basically photos of lunch boxes. Share food.

This makes his Weibo comment area even more fascinating, and you can hardly tell what some of the fans are for.

[Excuse me, what should I do if the child keeps crying for hundred days? Dog head.jpg】

[Sisters in the comment area look at the beauty of the pig's head in our house, today our village is offering ancestors]

[Be optimistic, so many talented actors are rare now, pay attention to a wave! 】

[Handsome guy, your meal doesn’t look very good, can you put Liu Dao on? 】

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Lan He was pondering. When these were not fans, Liu Chunyang also reposted his Weibo, saying "I rubbed the heat", and then accompanied by a photo of the food to show a sharp contrast, so netizens also rushed Come up to join in the fun, and sent a lot of food photos.

Lan He: "..."

He is about to vomit blood, close Weibo, or concentrate on filming first.

At this filming location, Lan He’s character essentials was bento, so after finishing work that day, he and Chen Xingyang went to Liuxuyang House to chat about the scene, which was more important.

Liu Xianyang was eating barbecue. He didn't dare to be so arrogant this time. Since he was sanctioned by Chen Xingyang and Lan He once, he has converged a lot on the set. Today, he provoked Lan He on the Internet. He was a little afraid of stimulation. Lan He broke out and hurt people.

"Hey, you two will sleep together at night with me." Liu Yanyang said, he is also a big kang in the room, but as he and the vice director sleep, they are very spacious.

This is also time-saving. Everyone sleeps on the same Kang bed, and they are almost the same. As soon as the assistant director turns on the lamp, he falls asleep.

Lan He refused. He always felt that the smell of barbecue in the room could not be dissipated. He took two more steps and died, so only Chen Xingyang was too lazy to move and stayed.

In the middle of Liu Liuyang's sleep, one left and one right are the assistant director and Chen Xingyang, which is enough to sleep five or six people side by side, so they won't feel crowded.

I didn't know what time it was at night. Liuxianyang felt a pain in his stomach, woke up, and hummed with his eyes closed. How could this be the case, wouldn't it be the barbecue not clean, gastroenteritis?

On a hot day, he felt a little cold.

Although Chen Xingyang and the deputy director didn't say a word, Liuxianyang could feel their care. He stretched out a hand on the right side of the blanket, put it on Liuxianyang's stomach, and knead him.

Not to mention, Liuxianyang immediately felt much better, "Well...a little more on the left...comfortable..."

That hand was so empathetic and warm, and it was appropriate to rub him in a layer of vest, and soon the pain was gone, but Liu Chunyang was still reluctant: "Xing Yang, Can you knead it again?"

Chen Xingyang awakened in a daze: "Knead something."

Liu Chunyang still closed his eyes, wondering: "Xing Yang, aren't you rubbing me?"

Chen Xingyang: "I rely on, Liu Dao, have cooperated in the three dramas, and now I wonder if it is too long for me to dive me."

"..." Liu Xianyang opened his eyes and saw Chen Xingyang put his hands on himself on the side of his left and right, with a proper posture.

Liu Chunyang's newly awakened brain was a little confused, and it took a few seconds to react. Who was rubbing his stomach, could it be that the assistant director's hand turned around to bend it?

At that time, the comfortable little hand had already pulled his vest, resting it on his belly against the meat, rubbing it gently, without the clothes blocking, he could clearly feel the plush warmth Touched.

Liu's sweat came down instantly, his brain was blank, but his body spontaneously jumped from Kang, and he scolded three times: "I X, I X, I X!!!"

He remembered the old saying that ghosts were also afraid of wicked people, opened his mouth and scolded a series of swear words, and stepped on the blanket hard, "Don't suffer from the old man!!"

The deputy director was also awakened by Liu Fangyang’s vomiting fragrant fragrance, and reached out to light the lamp. "What's the matter, Daoer? I cursed the street in the middle of the night, and I thought there was no place to shoot..."

"Fuck, there's something rubbing Lao Tzu, hairy." Liu Xianyang lifted the blanket away. He stepped on a lot of feet, but he didn't have any hair underneath. Everything was just like an illusion.

Chen Xingyang said doubtfully: "Dream dreaming? I didn't feel anything."

The deputy director also said: "Is it a mouse..."

Liu Xianyang's expression changed, seriously, after the lights were on, everything seemed to be a very real dream just now, and there was no pain in his stomach. But with Liu's care, he got out of bed, "I'll go to Lan He to sleep!"

Chen Xingyang and the assistant director looked at each other, what should they do.

Liu Liuyang shouted so much just now. Although they didn't feel anything, they were also a bit weird. They simply knocked on Lan He's door together, anyway, in the same yard.

Lan He and Cheng Haidong and two other actors lived together, and the knock on the door woke them all up.

Lan He went to open the door, and Cheng Haidong asked, "Who?"

Lan He: "Liu Dao..."

The other three were sober, what happened? The director knocked on the door in the middle of the night?

Cheng Haidong murmured: "This is rare, I only heard that the actor knocked on the director's door in the middle of the night."

"Get off." Liu Chunyang heard it and entered the doorway. "I'm going to sleep here tonight."

"There is also us." Chen Xingyang and the deputy director also came in. "The director had a nightmare and said that Mao Mao's hand touched his stomach and came to rub some righteousness."

Liu Yanyang did not refute this claim, it was just a combination of the previous experience and possible explanation.

Cheng Haidong sat up at once, "...really fake?" He was worried about this, but he was the son of heaven, and he was in trouble.

Lan He sniffed thoughtfully, with no paper dust or irritability, Liu Dao dreamed?

"Who jokes with you and scares the old man, it's hard to say whether it's a dream." Liu Chunyang didn't want to be scary at night, he solemnly said, "Go to sleep, get up at four to grab the sky, only one hour left. ."

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

This is more horrible than the dream just now! !

There are seven people crowded where there are at most six people. Naturally, it is very crowded, but everyone dare not resist the director and can only comfort themselves.

The assistant director turned off the lights, and Lan He lay back, not long afterwards, only to feel that in the darkness, a warm hand drilled into the blanket and stretched out slowly.

coming?

Lan He closed his eyes: "...Liu Dao?"

Liu alcohol Yang: "Well."

Lan He: "Take your hands away."

Liu Xianyang closed his hands in a grudge, leaning his head a little bit towards Lan He. Chen Xingyang, who was sleeping on the other side, leaned on this side too, and felt more secure with Lan He.

As soon as four o'clock arrived, Lan He got up from the crowded bed, which was already crowded enough. Liu Dao and Chen Xingyang had to squeeze him, he could not sleep.

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Lan He got up to wash and put on makeup again. Before the shooting started, he saw Liu Dao taking the phone to the director. He clamored at the phone and didn't know what to say, but Liu Dao was loudly cursing people every day.

Liu Chunyang: "I said the best situation can be finished tomorrow! Isn't this not going to be finished! What can I do! Isn't the house I rented in front of me broken, and I didn't give the money, what urge? , Do you want to add money!!"

The original time of the venue is about to expire. It was about to ask him to renew his lease. Liu Liuyang was in a bad mood. He roared a while, and he brought the staff over to ask why he hadn’t told Xiao Yang to renew his stay in advance. thing.

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Yang also ran back, as if fearing that they would be fooled, and would immediately renew the contract and leave the paperwork.

Moreover, Xiao Yang was particularly uneasy about them, saying that they wanted to check every room, whether they had damaged anything during this time.

Liu Liuyang was speechless. Most of the rooms were basically empty. Except for the bed, there was no furniture. The props were all provided by the crew.

The only electric appliance here is the electric kettle.

Not to mention what happened last night. He gritted his teeth and said to Xiao Yang, "I just wanted to say that your house is still haunted. Has this happened before?"

Xiao Yang immediately said: "Liu Dao, why is my family haunted? You asked around. Before you moved in, my family still lives here. Are we still living haunted? Are you dreaming?"

Liu Xianyang glanced for a few moments, and let him go without a doubt.

In the final analysis, I have been shooting for several days now. Is there any way, and now I can't change the place to retake the shot? Liu Liuyang still has to lay a knife under the bed just to think about it.

Xiao Yang smiled, and still checked all the houses before leaving.

Today is Lan He's lead lunch, and Chen Xingyu also came to the set specifically to see what Liu Xianyang said. There was no death performance by the ancients.

...

Lan Xun played Zhang Xunchun sitting on a rosewood chair with his fingers moving the old silver ornaments on the chair. In addition to this chair, the furnishings in the house are all old things, as if hanging under his pocket It's old.

The male protagonist stood in front of him, at this time there was nowhere to go, and it seemed that he could only catch it.

Zhang Xunchun's slender fingers shattered the silver ornaments, and inserted his sharp end into his throat neatly.

"Xiaochun!"

He stepped forward and hugged Zhang Xunchun. At this time, Zhang Xunchun's close-up shot had extremely complex emotions in his eyes, but no matter how unwilling, fearful, or hateful, he had no regrets.

Zhang Xunchun slowly closed his eyes, his breath disappeared.

The leading actor and Zhang Xunchun were friends in the end. At this time, he was in a heavy mood. He held his body and sat down until the heroine, companions, and others came to speak. During this period, "Zhang Xunchun" naturally died.

Chen Xingyu stood staring at him, not only him, but many of the staff on the set who knew what the director said, all understood for the first time why Liu Yanyang would say he was conquered by Lan He!

Although his face did wear makeup and his face was gradually disappointed, what was even more amazing was that he was as if he had truly lost consciousness and had no vitality.

Lan He left his soul and stood on his hips waiting for his death to end. He wandered around in a small room and found a yellow paper clipped behind the cabinet.

Lan He was bored, reached out and touched it, only to feel that the paper is a bit rough, like handmade paper, and it is quite thick... He has been origami for so long and he is familiar with the paper's feel. But there was nothing on it, so Lan He glanced casually and found that the scene was about to end, and he hurried back to life.

This is over. In the applause of everyone, Liu Yiyang gave Lan He a red envelope. It was not that he "dead" really well. This is the convention of the crew. As long as it is a dead person, you can get a red envelope. The size is not the point, it is mainly because people are too naughty to play the dead, and give a red envelope a pressure.

People like Liuxianyang will of course follow the rules.

At night, of course Liu Liuyang refused to sleep in that room, and secretly ran to Lan He's room with the assistant director to squeeze to sleep.

"You can sleep here, don't squeeze me at night, and don't eat supper." Lan He said.

Liuxianyang lost his voice: "What, can't you eat supper?"

Lan He: "...So what are you afraid of?"

He decided that if Liuxianyang had supper at night, he would **** the soul of Liuxianyang's supper.

Lan He brought the night light with touch switch and placed it on the head of the bed so that he could sit on the bed and watch the script before going to bed. Seeing the time was almost the same, he touched the lamp and lay down to fall asleep quickly.

Liu Yanyang was also sleepy, but he thought that the furry touch was a little scary last night, but since he changed the room, Lan He was beside him, so it should be fine.

Liu Mianyang fell asleep while stunned. The dreams were all abolished. The big nightmare woke up with cold sweat on his back.

"Hoo..." Liuxianyang breathed a sigh of relief, and I didn't know what time it was now. There was only a long breath of other people in the house. He opened his eyes and wanted to drink slobber to continue to sleep, but he saw that the night light of the touch switch diagonally above suddenly Lit up.

As if an invisible hand rubbed past the switch, the light yellow light hung over the head alone.

Liu alcohol Yang: "!!!"

He heard the sound of his back molars fighting, giggling, and then his eyes were black, and he didn't know what it was, and he covered his face, fluffy, with a smell.

"Um! Um!" Liu Yanyang struggled hard, feeling that he was going to be suffocated.

It feels like an animal sitting on his face ass!

The air was getting less and less, and the nose seemed to be covered with hair. At that moment, the thing on the face suddenly opened up, and the fresh air poured in. Liuxianyang breathed in his mouth, "Hah...Hah... …"

Everyone else sleeping in a bed today woke up and looked at Liu Liuyang innocently. Just now he had a terrible look, and he was struggling with himself, with blue muscles all over his neck.

Lan He stared at him: "Liu Dao, what's wrong?"

Liu Yanyang sat up with his hands and feet together: "Hoo, huh, what kind of stuff, hairy **** sitting on my face, I almost suffocated!"

After he finished speaking, he saw everyone's eyes looking strange.

Lan He said: "Wool ass? You are talking about this sweater, just covered your face, I pulled it off for you."

Liu Xianyang fixed his eyes, and an old sweater was lying quietly in the corner. His heart was tight, like a cool wind rushing past, scratching his hair: "...Where is this from!"

"It looks like it was in the wardrobe of the host, when did you take it out." Lan Hedao, this sweater is very old and a little musty, and there are indeed a few old clothes in the master's wardrobe. I didn't even bother, but just stayed.

Liu Yanyang shouted: "I haven't brought it out!!"

Liu Chunyang's mentality collapsed. He firmly believed that he hadn't taken it. How could that old sweater appear here, and he had been dreaming like this for two days, even if it was a dream, it was a little weird. Others became more and more uncomfortable, and only felt that this old house was in crisis.

Cheng Haidong even thought with a white face: When I'm done, wherever I go, there will be a supernatural event. God really selected me!

The only calmer was Lan He, who was in a righteous manner. He picked up his sweater and stuffed it back into the closet. "Director, you don’t seem to be sober now. You might as well go to the yard to sleep in the open air. Maybe the room is too airy. It's so boring that you have hallucinations."

Lan He's proposal was not original, but his exceptionally calm appearance and rumors of integrity made everyone seem to have found the backbone.

"No, I don't, I will sleep with you." Liu Liuyang remembered that Lan He just pulled himself awake.

He was going to wonder why he was filming these days. Nothing unusual happened, but something happened in these two days. Yesterday was just rubbing my stomach, and today I came to cover my face.

Was he hurting people? Liu Xianyang remembered the older generation saying that some craftsmen were bullied and would set up ways to kill in the master room, such as burying cow bones in the house or drawing symbols in the wood. .

"Then sleep fast, I'm so sleepy." Lan He said, reaching out to turn off the light.

Others: "Don't!!!"

Lan He: "..."

Come on, sleep with the light on for one night.

Misfortunes are not alone. When I came together the next day, Liuxianyang heard that a batch of equipment was broken and almost fainted, and not to mention that the equipment was all rented. How much would it cost to repair? Just delaying time and let him Very irritable.

Liu Chunyang felt that this was a weird thing. His old team was usually very reliable in doing things. How could he suddenly destroy a batch of equipment for no reason? Those equipments were placed next to the courtyard where he lived last night.

Recalling his suspicion, Liu Lioyang flipped through the shooting room while the contact person first sent the equipment to be used.

When Lan He and Chen Xingyang went in, they saw that Liuxianyang was holding two yellow papers. "What is this?"

Chen Xingyang said: "Yellow paper, is it a symbol?"

Lan He: "No words."

"Put it on the back of the cabinet." Liuxian sullenly said.

Lan He knew that he had seen it, but he felt a little strange that when he left his soul, there was only one, but now it has become two.

Liu Yanyang pinched the yellow paper for a long while, and suddenly he gave him a hand, and reached out to tear the yellow paper. This was actually a sandwich, and there was a piece of paper in it.

He took a look at it and wrote a line of crooked characters on it: Borrow a single, admonish, stay on the 20th, and leave on the 31st. Opening another one is also a loan form, continuing the content of the previous one: admonishment, extended to five days.

Chen Xingyang burst into a chill, "This is...who to admonish, what originally lived in the house?"

He was uncomfortable and felt uncomfortable staying here.

"Damn it." Liu Chunyang suddenly yelled, "I said how he came back, it is necessary to do the renewal procedures!"

No surname, but everyone knows that it must be the curse of the owner.

Liu Yanyang squeezed the renewal order in place, "That's weird, all posted the renewal order, why did it happen last night."

Chen Xingyang was baffled, and asked him: "Liu Dao, do you know who you borrowed it from?"

"Who can it be!" Liu Xianyang lowered his temper and voice a little, fearing that everyone would hear, "In the four gates, only Hu Xian is the one who lives in the house!"

Liu Liuyang usually pays attention to these, and he is also from the old capital, and introduced him to him in a few words.

This southern ghost and northern fox, there are many animal worship in the north. North China believes that the four animals Humen (fox), Huangmen (weasel), Baimen (hedgehog) and Liumen (snake) are the most spiritual and easy to cultivate into the climate. Collectively called the four gates.

Ordinary people's homes, if they have a family immortal, that is, enshrined the four-door fairy family, can bless the prosperity of the family, so everyone is also collectively referred to as the **** of wealth.

To worship the God of Wealth, you have to build a small Fortuna building at the door of your house. If the Immortal Family is fancy, they will move in and become your family's immortal. The next time is when your family is developed.

But the four gates have different temperaments. For example, Bai Xian prefers to live in straw. If the wheat straw pile is in the Xian family, it should be called Jinsilou.

Humen, the head of the four gates, doesn’t like to live in the Fortuna Tower or the Jinsi Building. They like to occupy the empty house dedicated to others. However, if there are outsiders who want to live in, they must write a loan slip and explain to Hu Xian when to stay and why When leaving, and strictly follow. Otherwise, the disturbed Jiaxian is naturally unhappy.

Judging from the loan list, Liu Xianyang met with Hu Xian in this person's house, but the host also obeyed the rules and wrote a continuation note to post in the room. Why is it still troublesome?

In any case, Liu Liuyang knew who to look for, and immediately called Xiao Yang and found him.

...

"Liu guide, what's the matter?" Xiao Yang Biqing's face appeared swollen.

At first glance Liu Liuyang was speechless, and it was even more determined that it was the problem of the house. He grasped Lan He's hand tightly. For the sake of courage, he always forced Lan He to be with himself. Chen Xingyang was also afraid, and followed them.

Lan He: "..."

He innocently acted as a toolman, and he didn’t say anything himself just now... Liu Liuyang already said, I know you don’t believe it, but the world is too wonderful, don’t be so determined, just be afraid of me, and stay with me.

Liuxianyang asked Xiao Yang: "I want to ask you, what is the temper of Hu Xian in your family!"

Xiao Yang immediately accosted, "You...how do you know."

Liu Chunyang almost yelled and shouted, "Aren't you a pitman!"

——With such an exquisite personality, if he knows that the house is for Jiaxian, he is afraid to disturb Jiaxian, and he will definitely not choose to rent it here. Xiao Yang's house was "successful" because he claimed to be clean.

Xiao Yang said with a guilty conscience: "I thought there was nothing wrong... I posted both the loan and renewal orders in time. Who knows that Hu Xian is still angry. I went out and let the motorcycle crash."

Why can't you be angry? If someone loves cleanliness, even if they post a loan slip, they are not very annoying. Not only did she harass Liu Liuyang, but she also let Xiaozhen, the main leader, pass.

"But we haven't finished shooting, and we will leave now. Wouldn't it be necessary to retake the shot and have to find another place." Chen Xingyang couldn't help but say, "There is no way, can Hu Xian forgive me?"

Liu Chunyang also said: "Can I go to ask Xiangxiang for peace? Just a few more days. If I can be tolerant for a few days, I can offer more to this Hu Xian."

The four gates of the Xianjia also have categories. The personal home repairs the God of Wealth House to provide the home immortals, while the incense altar is for the people to ask for the incense, but the altar is the altar. The skills are generally larger and the business scope is wider. Fragrant believer.

What Liu Liuyang said is that the incense heads with bad incense are the ones who are bad for these altars, because the immortal family is not easy to appear directly, they can use the ability of the immortal family to treat those who ask for incense, cure evil spirits, etc. .

Naturally, their business scope also includes peace like this.

Xiao Yang smiled bitterly: "You don't know, although this Hu Xian in my family is a family immortal, but he has extraordinary strength, those who are near the top immortal, which one do not know, what is famous here is'Old Lady Liu's Bai Sanxiangu', In the past, it was impossible to get this one, and it was not qualified to make peace. She was so deep in her conduct that she only came back for gratitude because she had a leading edge with my family."

Liu Chunyang said coldly: "You are almost enemies. One mountain is still high, I don't believe there is no one, what is she doing?"

Xiao Yang said: "Liu Dao, since you know the four gates, you should also know that the four gates of the world all worship Grandma Wang, who is also a believer in Bixia Yuanjun, and lives on Miaogan Mountain. My God of Wealth Lord, I was fortunate enough to live in Miaogan Mountain and wait for the old **** sent! It's the number one Hu Xian in Beijing!"

The tool man Lan He suddenly looked up: Huh? ? ?

Xiao Yang Yaoyao looked at the direction of Miaogan Mountain and mixed his regrets with proud tone: "This Hu Xian in my family is very temperamental and honorable as the girl of Hu 79!"

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