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

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The next day, Sunshine gave Cheng Haidong the courage. He spoke out of his own experience and added vinegar, and he felt that if he was not a courageous thief or a big thief, Lan He woke him up. I really didn't know what would happen.

Everyone knows that he was pressed by a ghost in the house of the deceased old man, and he shuddered. Soon, last night there was a photography hit by ghosts in the crew.

The director's cancellation of the shooting plan did not cause any disturbance last night. Today, it has become a stranger that the director has long noticed. The quaintness of Yantang Village also became ghostly overnight.

The director was very unhappy and felt that the village was not kind. The house was leased to them, but he still wanted to respect the deceased. It didn't take long for me to think about it, so I called Cheng Haidong to comfort him and arranged for them to move to the room next door.

The crew invited people in the village to cook and even act as a group performer. The news quickly spread from the whole crew to the whole village, and the villagers inevitably made gossip.

Cheng Haidong bumped into a ghost once, and his face was a lot of emptiness, and he still insisted on gossip. It is also because of this. You said that he was angry with his children and grandchildren, to find the righteous leader, what is it to me, and treat me as a grandson..."

Lan He was not surprised to hear, but understood. He went to incense the old man yesterday and it smelled musty.

In addition, the paper money is all yellow paper, and now there are many paper money printed on recycled paper, but there are also many old paper money, which is not surprising. But he noticed that the marks on the paper were blurred and made quite rough.

What mark? For this traditional paper money, it is necessary to use a special seal, hit it with a hammer, and stamp the yellow paper with coins.

In ancient times, artisans were invited to fight at home, and there was a special profession called "money digger". You can buy it now or call it from your family. Only when it is stamped, it will be counted as paper money. Otherwise, it is like a document without an official seal, one piece of waste paper.

Therefore, a considerable part of the burnt paper money is still ordinary yellow paper, and it cannot be circulated in the underworld.

Lan He is still wondering, the gold and silver streamers are willing to buy, why are they stingy with incense and paper. Now I know that the gold and silver streamers are also done indiscriminately, but it is a unified style.

...

Because of Cheng Haidong's affairs, there was a lot of discussion among the crew. At 8 o'clock that evening, the work was closed and there were still some small ways to prevent evil, such as putting a knife under the pillow and money.

Although the job is closed at night, it is by no means a simple rest. Everyone has to communicate and prepare for the next day's work. Cheng Haidong also went to their boss's room, Lan He himself was preparing for tomorrow's play in the room.

At about 12 o'clock in the evening, Lan He heard Cheng Haidong's voice back to the yard, and he didn't know who was still in the yard.

The house had basically no sound insulation effect. After Lan He stopped listening to the speech, the door opening in the next room didn't sound. At first, he thought Cheng Haidong had gone to the toilet, but he didn't feel right. He went out and looked at it.

I saw Cheng Haidong sitting on the steps in the yard, with his back to the door and his head down, I didn't know what to do.

"Dongzi?" Lan He shouted forward, and Cheng Haidong didn't answer. When he approached, he smelled the familiar gray paper. He hurriedly called Cheng Haidong and saw that he was blank and dull. wood.

Lan He scolded, left and right to see nothing, and helped Cheng Haidong to his room. He can walk, but he has no consciousness, and he just loses his soul.

Lan He smelled a trace of inferior and musty smell in the gray gas of this paper. It seemed to be familiar to everyone, and I knew that it might be that Mr. Song was taken away. Cheng Haidong was only pressed by a ghost yesterday, and the anger was originally low, so he took it away today.

Lan He’s grandfather was a clothesmaker who opened papers. The “clothes” here collectively refer to all paper objects used for the dead. They are as large as gold and silver streamers, paper bindings, and paper. Crazy people, as small as paper money, have to make.

In this line of business, it is inevitable to deal with ghosts and gods, and it is also considered as eating the underworld, because the business is related to the underworld.

Lan He had been dying from small ears, knowing whether to retrieve Cheng Haidong, fearing that he would become a fool.

Although I have been adhering to the different paths of people and ghosts, if not necessary, ignore the idea of ​​the underworld. But Lan He couldn't just watch the buddy lose his soul and quickly found it in the room.

As Qingming approached, many villagers prepared incense sticks, paper money, and other items at home. Lan He turned to a knife of yellow paper in the cell, but there was no money printed on it. He flicked his fingers, folded the yellow paper several times, and opened it again, and he became a full ingot.

Lan He and Grandpa get along a lot, they will also help with their work, they are very familiar with the handwork, and they can stack thousands of paper ingots a day. Although I haven't done it for a long time, a small pile was piled up soon.

After stacking the paper ingots, he found white paper and folded it into a paper garment. There are also colored paper, but the paper clothes of the new mourners should be cut with white paper, and the new ghosts dare not wear colored paper. He is a grandson of the newly mourned Song, and naturally uses white.

He folded a small paper man again and wrote the name and birthday according to Cheng Haidong's ID number.

There is also an envelope with the full name of the old man and the year of birth and death-this is what he saw on the poster posted on Shoucai when he was incense. Write the name to ensure that the deceased received it.

Lan He took everything out, piled up the ingots, piled paper clothes and paper figures on it, and held Cheng Haidong's lighter in his hand.

The paper-burner was to make Cheng Haidong a stand-in, so that he could take the opportunity to come back. Ingot and clothes, Lan He remembered that the old man's grandchildren didn't burn him a real fellow.

With these, the old man is better.

Lan He pressed the lighter, and the tiny flame swayed, reflected in his pupils.

Hundreds of gold and silver mountains are stacked, transforming the netherworld of ten thousand silk strips, and connecting the nine springs to the dead——

Lan He suddenly felt a sour arm, and his hand stretched out uncontrollably. The lighter's flame touched the ingot, quickly ignited, and the ingot mountain burst into flames!

The ingots burned extremely fast, and somehow the wind came, rolled the paper dust, and flew upward like butterflies, flying extremely high, even higher than the roof.

Lan He's pupils shrank, and the ingots burned too quickly, and they all burned in a flash. He couldn't put the envelopes at all, so there was no guarantee that the ingots would be obtained by the dead.

Moreover, the paper ash flying horizontally is the sign received by the dead. It is said that if the wind blows upward...

call--

A chilling wind seemed to blow on the base of the neck.

There was a feeling of soreness and swelling in the bones, like the wind blowing all the way into the bones.

In the courtyard of the Qing-style ancient house in the middle of the night, only the cool moonlight sprinkled down, and there was almost no sound or color. Except for the paper butterfly that flew, only the gentle breath seemed to be close, as if... at……

Lan He exhaled slowly, turning his head daringly, facing his gray face, the dark pupil was dark and dark, and the cold breath he exhaled hit Lan He's face.

Lan He's heart shrank sharply, and his fingers held his palm to keep his composure!

The straight-line distance between them was probably no more than one meter. Lan He met his eyes, only to feel the aura of breath covering the whole body.

After two seconds of staring at each other, the other party brought his face closer, and looked at Lan He, who seemed to have no response. His eyes were full of scrutiny.

"...Well." Lan He slowly pinched the envelope and fanned the wind, looking straight ahead, "I'm so hungry."

The other party looked at Lan He suspiciously, keeping a close distance, staring at Lan He.

Ordinary people, under such pressure, may have collapsed long ago.

Lan He also saw more clearly. He wore a white body and a tall hat with four characters on the hat: raw material at first sight. Carrying a red lantern in his hand, the four characters written on the lantern: Dongyue Yinsi.

Is this...white impermanence?

One of the most well-known among the civil servants in the prefecture, the legendary messenger of the soul, the impermanent ghost, and its image is well known in China.

It is said that the evil spirits are the most scary, but obviously, the secretaries who are responsible for catching the evil spirits are not too much. Impermanent ghosts are also ghosts, and even if they are kind-hearted, after so many on-duty duties, they should practice their grievances.

The evil spirits were scared when they saw them, not to mention the living people in the sun. It is said that they would get seriously ill if they accidentally bump into one side.

Most of Lan He is also theoretical knowledge, and the paper is so high that it is indeed a sign taken by the ghosts and ghosts of the land. It's just a little weird. According to legend, Bai Wuchang is also regarded as the **** of the underworld. The head of the underworld, who specializes in catching evil spirits, the chance of ordinary people seeing him is actually quite low.

He was so "lucky" that Bai Wuchang stole the ingot? By the way, it is said that "the world is peaceful" is written on the black impermanence hat, and "making money at first sight" is written on the white impermanence hat. How is the "capability" written on the impermanence hat?

Lan He was a little puzzled in his heart, still looking ahead, his face relaxed.

This is the literacy of the actor: even if you face Bai Wuchang's four eyes, you can pretend to see nothing.

He wanted to save Haidong Cheng, and did not want to deal with another world.

I saw Bai Wuchang's eyes staring at Lan He for a while, and then took two steps to the side, holding the ingots and looking closely. The voice was so cold that he could wring out the ice water, but the joy was real, "Well, Very good!"

The more he looked, the more he loved, and he asked Lan He: "Where did you buy it?"

Lan He turned a deaf ear and Yuan Baoshan was burnt out. He took the broom and started to sweep the paper dust.

Impermanence did not swindle out, humming, the doubt gradually dissipated, and easily put the Yuanbao Mountain into the arms that seemed to have bottomless holes, and even pulled the nostrils.

Lan He: "..."

He walked towards the room as if nothing had happened, but suddenly heard the impermanent cold voice behind him suddenly sound:

"Ling Zhao Lan He Soul into the Dongyue Yin Division Seventy-two Cao case is an official!"

...Fuck, how does he know my name? Lan He closed his eyes unconsciously only when he felt his body light.

...

When I opened my eyes again, my feet were slightly off the ground. When I looked down, I saw that my body fell to the ground. Unlike Cheng Haidong who just lost his soul, both soul and soul were separated, just like death.

Bai Wuchang looked at him in shock, holding a letter in his hand, "You are Lan He? Then you couldn't see me just now!"

Lan He: "..."

Bai Wuchang: "..."

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

This is a bit embarrassing.

Bai Wuchang also gave a gas smile, "Are you even cheating on ghosts? Well, good little brother, there is potential. Tell you, from today, you are a member of our Dongyue Yinsi."

Lan Hemu Ran said: "You mean, a temporary worker."

He had already reacted to what was going on. Hell affairs were busy. If the impermanence was too busy, he would recruit living people from Yang to be on business, help them, and put them back after work.

This kind of errand is called "walking impermanence" and "walking yin". This kind of person is called "born impermanence" because it is a living person and corresponds to impermanent ghosts.

Of course, in the present words, it can also be called temporary workers of the local government.

But Lan He didn't know, how did he get on this roster, so that forced recruitment.

"Whatever you call it." Bai Wuchang laughed. "Recently, there is a lack of labor. You will do me well and you will not be mistreated."

Lan He tried to say: "Master Bai Wuchang, I am not here..."

Maybe those witch and wizards would expect to have a relationship with Yin Yin. But Lan He has his own job and doesn't want to work part-time. Moreover, this netherworld meal is not so delicious.

Bai Wuchang touched his face, revealing a hint of joy, but it was a little strange on his lifeless face, "Oh, I'm not Xie Ye, you admit it wrong. Of course, Xie Ye is my role model... you call me Lao Bai is."

It is said that "Bai Wu Chang" is named Xie Bi'an, and Lan He suddenly seems to have turned out to be an ordinary shadow rather than an authentic Bai Chang Chang. He was afraid to admire Bai Chang Chang, so he dressed like this, "Oh, no wonder, then you make money at first sight" The word "cai" is wrong."

Lao Bai: "That's a fake word."

Lan He: "..."

You... Lan He endured and said, "I will write my resignation and burn away, please Master Bai."

He really didn't understand how he was taken in, but the forcible conquest of the soul, never minded the will of the victim, was completely compulsory, and arguing with them was useless. He could only do his best.

"It's ridiculous, how can you bargain with ghosts and gods!" Sure enough, Lao Bai shouted, "Every soul that is recruited must be at least twelve years old before he can step down."

Lan He: "I used to stack the ingots and paper clothes before."

Lao Bai's dead face immediately showed a different look, so...

Who can argue the authenticity of paper money? I can't ask the bank, so not every piece of paper money burnt is qualified, and the condition is good enough.

When you reach the underworld, there will be a broken mountain of money. Because the quality of the large amount of paper money burned in the middle of the sun is not good enough, the color is not enough to circulate as money, so it is abandoned and piled up like a mountain.

The ingots on the front are different. Old Bai has not seen such good ingots in color for a long time. Even if the materials are the same, no one has such a craft.

The old vernacular Feng immediately turned around, preserving authentically: "Well, it's sincere to see you...but it will also be worth 12 months."

Qian Nengtong can pass through ghosts and spirits, and Lao Bai beat it at a discount.

One year was long enough, Lan He reluctantly said: "Can you arrange paperwork for me?"

Impermanence is not the only thing that does soul-stirring work. This is mostly the case, and other jobs may also be done.

Lao Bai also said reluctantly: "Try your best."

"Thank you." Lan He bargained, and promised sadly.

It's really a catastrophe. It is necessary to work a part-time temporary work for the underworld, and it is the kind that has no money to pay.

Lao Bai took out his uniform from his arms, including a high hat like him, as well as a chain and a fan, "Well, this is yours, it's all done with a dozen black and white originals in black and white, just on the hat Write your own words."

......It seems that these errands really adore their heads, Lan He took the hat and pondered.

Lao Bai also found out a pen for him: "Do you want to write "make money at first sight" or "the world is peaceful"?"

Lan He asked: "Can only be selected from these two?"

Lao Bai looked at him strangely: "No... but everyone basically chooses one from the other. Black and white impermanence is very famous in the two realms of Yin and Yang. We learn to dress up with the two masters, just like borrowing the light of the two and seeing the ghost. I'm also afraid of three points."

Lan He understood what he meant, "Aren't I allowed to do paperwork, and don't worry about it."

He said nothing. Without waiting for Lao Bai to stop, he wrote four words on his hat: Come here.

Lao Bai: "???

"By the way, my friend Soul is lost, can I use this to get him back?" Lan He pinched his fan, two impermanent props, the Soul Soul is used to soothe the soul, and the Soul Fan is a fan, you can make The soul returned to the body.

"Of course, a trivial matter." Lao Bai glanced at Cheng Haidong. "But today, you have to help me with a soul called Song Qinmin. The local city God reports that he stays in the world and he doesn't want to leave. It's your life. Soul help."

Song Qinmin, isn’t the name of the newly mourned old man Song?

Lan He: "Then I probably know where he is."

...

Lan He was in a state of soul and took Old White to Old Man Song's house. From a distance, he saw Old Man Song and Cheng Haidong at the door. He wanted to pull Cheng Haidong in. Cheng Haidong refused to pull the door frame.

Sure enough, he was taken away by old man Song...

Lan He thought of it and raised his fan to block his face.

"What are you doing?" Lao Bai asked.

"I want to wear a vest." Lan He sighed in a muffled voice.

He was forced to do this part-time job reluctantly, but he didn't want to make a name for himself.

Furthermore, even if Mr. Song hasn’t watched the play he played, he might have seen him in the village. Cheng Haidong knew him even more. If he was dressed like this, he would not be scared away. Cover it up as well.

Lao Bai smiled, strangely, if those who had eaten the underworld meal were recruited, they wished to be famous. Fortunately, to earn money in the sun, Lan He was the opposite.

Looking at Song Qinmin again, and glimpsing their red lanterns, they hid inside the door.

Cheng Haidong was relieved, sitting on the ground, seeing two ghosts floating, wearing a high hat, each with four words written on the hat, "I saw the raw material" and "all came", holding a chain in his hand, One of them also covered his face.

Cheng Haidong was horrified. Not only did he see a ghost today, but he also saw a ghost.

It's the strange character on the ghost's head...

Cheng Haidong was brought here by the old man in a daze. The old man said he was going to ask him to drink tea. When he arrived at the door, he suddenly realized that he was here.

Impermanence and ghostly spirits, ordinary living people see a serious illness, and ghosts tremble when they see it. Although Cheng Haidong didn't know them, he knew that he was afraid of hitting his soul and sat down against the wall with tears, "I don't want to die..."

The caption read "Come All Comes". He was frightened when he read it, and he was afraid that they would say, "Come all here. The ghost does not go empty, so take you away."

Fortunately, the ghost difference is only a quiet way: "The boy Yangshou is not over, Bai Bai takes you back."

Cheng Haidong was overjoyed, "Thank you, big brother... Lord Bai."

He saw that the "come all came" silently, although he couldn't see the other person's face, but he was very panicked, "also, thank you..."

Old Bai Shunkou popular science said: "Lan Ye!"

Lan He couldn't stop it, shook his head at Lao Bai under the fan, his real name could not be revealed, half of the vest was nothing.

Fortunately, Cheng Haidong didn't think of his friend, he just showed a confused look, and said to himself: "White...blue...blue and white impermanence? I have only heard of black and white impermanence, does he have a navy in the hell?"