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

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Lan He did smell the paper dust, and the other party was also confused by the paper man, holding the paper man's hand. But soon, this figure seemed to be close to the paper man, and then separated, and continued to walk towards Lan He, "Mother, are you..."

Lan He's heart flashed strangely, which didn't seem to be the voice of Mother Long in memory.

When he started again, it happened that the moon came out of the clouds, illuminating one side of the world. Lan He looked at the other side's facial features, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Uncle Dragon?!"

They all thought that it was the mother-in-law who knocked on the door, but after seeing the face, Lan He found out that it was Uncle Long. This was clearly soulless. Although it smelled of paper dust, it was probably because his family was doing funerals.

Uncle Long shouted his mother, was he invited by Mother Long? What about mother-in-law?

Lan He didn't have a picture of Mother-in-law.

He entangled Uncle Long with that invisible hook, and Uncle Long could not move. He shouted again: "Uncle Long?"

The grandmother also called him his real name: "Long Jijun!"

Uncle Long didn't respond at all, and his eyes were a little dull, and said in his mouth: "Mother...Where are you..."

Long Xuemei didn't know how to see Lan He. He raised his hand with Song Futan and waved Uncle Long. He couldn't help but whispered, "Goo...Brother is great."

Although her elder brother cheated her QAQ during the day, she subconsciously wanted to say that her elder brother was not only good at acting, but also good in practice.

"The soul seems to be controlled." Song Futan said.

"Well, like, I invite you to leave without being confused." Lan He thought of Ma Qinghui for a moment. This... wouldn't be related to him? But what's the matter with Uncle Long looking for his mother? This is more terrifying than the little tadpole looking for her mother.

The grandmother suddenly said, "We are going to the Lingtang."

"Huh? Good." Lan He simply picked up her grandmother and walked away.

Long Xuemei followed, looking at Lan He and Song Futan at a glance, she felt that she had done something terrible...

Lan He could perceive Long Xuemei's gaze, wondering if his vest became more and more seemingly absent, he only finished Long Xuemei during the day, and immediately dropped his horse at night, there was no buffer at all, and there was no wave in his heart.

This is the same as a habitual fracture.

Lan He: "Sister, shouldn't you go out and talk nonsense?"

Long Xuemei: "Uh, shouldn't it...?"

Such a big thing, she has a little distrust of her mouth.

This is simply the most mysterious thing she has encountered in her life. Seeing ghosts is already magical enough. What's more amazing is that the star she likes catches ghosts, and this day still teaches her not to be superstitious...

Song Futan Shi Shiran said: "Anyway, if you tell others, no one will believe, and your brother will say that your navy black him." He already knows this set of words, asked Lan He, "Yes Right?"

"..." Lan He, "although, she can't be described as a naval force in this situation. The professional term is called powder to black..."

Long Xuemei: "......... Goo."

...

When they touched the Long family with the mobile phone lighting, they saw that drumming had stopped, and Uncle Long's body was lying on the bench.

Ma Qinghui is confronting the Dragon family, or everyone is hiding behind the Taoist and confronting Ma Qinghui, condemning: "It is Ma Qinghui, everyone sees it, he pointed at his uncle during the day! Then the uncle fell into trouble, he Come here!"

"We are crowded, don't be afraid of him! It's too vicious!"

Although everyone was crowded and shouted loudly, there was still fear of Gu Master, especially the powerful Gu Master, especially when Uncle Long was accused of it during the day and lost his soul. They can only hide behind the Taoist clamor.

The Taoist face was horrified: "Don't, don't push me! I'm not strong!"

Ma Qinghui glanced at them disdainfully. He didn't care about it at all. He took Ying Shao's tea and said coldly: "Whoever calls, I will let go."

The scene calmed down strangely for a while, although everyone was still angry.

The Taoist was born and raised in Zhaizi, and he felt bitter in his heart. He knew that he would definitely not be able to deal with Ma Qinghui, and he said bitterly: "I, let's talk."

Ma Qinghui: "You deserve to talk to me?"

Taoist priest:"……"

...No, I don't deserve it.

Ma Qinghui sneered, "The dojo is to send the mother-in-law, then I will help you, what's wrong."

Everyone was indignant and did not dare to say anything, because Uncle Long did not want to be helped, did he knock him down?

Uncle Long’s wife buried her face and cried: “You’re about to let our husband go, I’m begging you, it’s because we’re wrong, you shouldn’t call your mother Cao Guipo, you think it’s your mother-in-law’s sake...

"Xiaohui." Grandma shouted.

Ma Qinghui turned to see her, her expression changing: "Mother Wu."

When the Long family saw the grandmother, they also seemed to see the rescuers, "Mother Wu, you can come, he is too ruthless..."

Ma Qinghui just sneered.

"Don't say it." Grandma came down from Lan He's back. Lan He nodded to her. She said, "I just came over and saw Long Jijun."

Someone exclaimed that Uncle Long was lying here, who was she seeing? Is it Uncle Long's soul?

Aunt Long said immediately: "Mother Wu, you must help my husband."

The grandmother said: "Of course, but you must first open the coffin and let me see."

Aunt Long cried, "You know, Mother-in-law, when her mother-in-law died..."

Ma Qinghui said leisurely: "Is it a fierce death, or a fierce death?"

He didn't even bother to explain to these people just now, but now that he sees Mother-in-law coming out, he can't help but say.

As soon as he came over, Lan He confirmed that the soul of the mother-in-law of Long was not here. Obviously, she was doing a dojo for her here, but she had no whereabouts. Ma Qinghui also fell in the soul of Uncle Long, in the end looking for a mother.

This matter in the underworld also has to find its roots in the underworld.

Aunt Long burst into tears and said what Ma Qinghui meant, which was clearly causing trouble, and she said this to her husband again, disturbing the funeral. When he came back, he just wanted to retaliate, provoke the Zhaizi, and even mother-in-law Wu was bewitched...

Seeing that the grandmother was going to be buckled with a hat that was deceived, Lan He interrupted him: "Aunt."

Aunt Long thought he had something to tell him.

Lan He said: "Let's stop talking nonsense, just open the coffin. Ying Shao."

Aunt Long: "..."

Lan He, Song Futan, Ying Shao and his younger brother, several people moved together to remove the coffin cover, used to not be nailed to death. Even if the Long family wanted to stop, Ma Qinghui stopped there, who dare to move.

Ying Shao was particularly active, and his master didn't bother to explain, he couldn't help it.

Aunt Long couldn't help but threw it on the coffin cover: "Don't hurt my family..."

"You give me a break!" Grandma screamed, and made Aunt Long all startle. She wanted to cry, and when she saw her grandmother's appearance, she dared not move, and she was pushed away.

Being so close, Lan He clearly saw panic in her eyes.

When she opened the heavy coffin, she saw Mother-in-law lying in it. The most conspicuous thing was that she had a red belt around her waist and a red veil under her feet.

"Grandma, there are red towels," Lan He shouted. "Don't you say you left when you were fierce?"

"What?" The Taoist stepped forward and looked at it, really wearing a red belt.

This is a dangerous time to go to the burial, but if it is ill, it will not be tied with a red belt. This is obviously used for abnormal death. When he heard the news and went to Long's house, his family had already put on a coffin, but he had never thought about it.

When others heard it, they knew it was wrong.

And after getting close, the Taoist still smelled something, "What kind of herbal flavor is this? Very strong."

Aunt Long wanted to say something, but glanced at her grandmother, but she dared not say it.

The grandmother was slowly approached by Long Xuemei, and her face changed only after a glance, and she reached out and pressed the face of Grandmother Long, shaking her feet, standing firm and saying: "You actually put A Feng's Seal the corpse water and use it on herself. She has been dead for at least two months, no wonder I won't let me see-how did Afeng die?"

Others are in an uproar. Sealing the corpse water is a kind of Hmong alchemy. It can keep the body from rot and odor for a long time. The deeper the body, the slower the body will dry, and it can be put on for more than half a year. "

There are three thousand Miao medicines in the Miao nationality, and eight hundred prescriptions, of which the water treatment is very magical. Catching Gu water, spawning water, antenatal water...different uses, the most magical corpse water is because some people are superstitious and have a good day.

At that time, some people did not believe this technique, and they bet on Longmao’s animals and experimented with animals. The result was that after the body of the chickens and ducks was sealed with water, they remained the same after half a month. It smells bad and rotten.

The mother-in-law of Long is relying on this magic technique and is famous in Miao Village. She has also taught her descendants. At present, only Uncle Long will do this trick. Even his children and other siblings have not learned it.

Lan He thought that all made sense. If the mother-in-law died long ago, but it was secret and undisclosed, without any rituals, the chaotic soul without guidance was of course missing.

Therefore, Ma Qinghui said that to do the dojo is to send the mother-in-law, it is better to help him as well-he does not mean to do the dojo together, but how to send it without finding the soul. Who should I look for? Whoever has a problem, go to find it.

Lan He glanced at Uncle Long, his soul was driven by Ma Qinghui, and he still stood aside ignorantly.

Aunt Long's body softened, and the brother-in-law's brother stepped up to grab her, and asked, "What did you do to your mother?! How can you seal the body?"

If you die normally, just for the time of burial, that's fine. But it was not right for them to announce these two days.

Mother-in-law was sick and old, and everyone died suddenly without suspicion, and according to the historical taboos, everyone would not look at his forbidden face.

Mother-in-law's temper is straightforward and hot, and she has been at odds with her daughter-in-law for many years. In addition, there is no filial son in front of the long-term hospital bed. The son is also on the side of the daughter-in-law. It's just that Mother-in-law's condition has become more and more repeated in the past few months, and it is guessed that she hasn't lived for a long time, nor have you seen him quarreling again. Everyone thought that Mother-in-law can't move.

Who knows, it is already dead. Now I think about it again. Many people went to her house as guests and visited the mother-in-law on the hospital bed. I am afraid that many people have seen a dead body.

This made many people think about their scalp tingling, such as Long Xuemei, she immediately thought of saying hello to her mother-in-law on the bed...

Because the grandmother mentioned the time point of two months, some people recalled and said: "In the past two months, there was not a big quarrel, and you can hear it outside the house." Although there is often noisy, the movement is still very impressive. .

Aunt Long lowered her head and said: "That was the time when she had a quarrel, she couldn't think about it, and she didn't come up in one breath. We were afraid of being misunderstood, so we sealed her body and waited for a while..."

Longmao's medical practice saved a lot of people, and everyone will surely face her.

"Did you not come up in one breath, or was you strangled?" Given her history of lying, everyone was stunned and even suspected that they were so vicious that they murdered their mother. This kind of thing is also a lot in some remote places. I feel that the old man is useless. If it hinders me, I will deliberately not take good care of myself and get rid of the burden.

Aunt Long of course insisted that she wouldn't admit it, but she was just afraid of being misunderstood.

Everyone was dead, everyone was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Ask Mr. Ma, Mr. Ma certainly knows, you can ask your mother-in-law over Yin."

"Yes, Mr. Ma has punished unfilial children and grandchildren."

"Mr. Ma, how do you deal with it."

Ma Qinghui has become a "sir" from a Gu teacher who is afraid of everyone. This is generally the treatment that only the old company in Zhaizi has. Everyone expected him to use his own means to identify this person's words.

Seeing the subtle changes in everyone's eyes, Ma Qinghui didn't feel very happy, but instead smiled sarcastically, "I just found the soul of the mother-in-law and sent her away. If she wants to kill her at night, that's what you deserve. As for the punishment in the sun, go to the police."

His words made everyone a little ignorant. How can you still find the police? According to the habits in the Zhaizi, is this not the business of the Long family and the Master?

Ma Qinghui mocked and said: "At that time my family was innocent, you said my mother raised Gu and lived to death. Now I don't want this scene to repeat itself. After all, if I'm not there, who can confirm who is ghost next time? It's a slap in the face again and again, pushing everything to ghosts and gods."

The scene fell into deathly silence.

This time he can tell, what about other times? How to tell, guess by yourself, guess by a wizard who does not know what level? Who knows the truth? How many of them are as innocent as Ma Qinghui’s mother?

Without Ma Qinghui, no one can tell Uncle Long and Aunt Long.

Because of the foolish actions of the people in the village, although Ma Qinghui suffered injustice and became a Gu teacher, he did not want people to rely on the wizard to decide. This is what he has been teaching to three apprentices.

Older people are aware of the events of the year, and even if they did not participate in the smashing, they are also the default members. They are a little restless. In fact, as times have changed, that kind of thing is not much, and has been criticized, but it is not as powerful and embarrassing as Ma Qinghui's appearance.

"That's the reason, Xiaohui, the times are different now, and now everyone will also find a police station to handle the case." Grandma said slowly, "Funeral, dojo matters, to the "sir"; the other, to the police, to Examine the body and everything is clear."

The grandmother decided in a word that the Long family had no comments, and those who had opinions did not dare to speak in front of Ma Qinghui.

Lan He also released the soul of Uncle Long and asked him to search for the soul of Long Mother's whereabouts.

...

Lan He stood at the door of the Long family and thought, it was people's fear of the unknown that gave birth to faith and the birth of ghosts and gods, but also because of the unknown and ignorance, something happened in the name of ghosts and gods. Therefore, the bureaucracy of the local government gradually has more functions to punish the wicked.

But it may be better for people to get rid of ignorance and correct their attitude towards ghosts and spirits...

Lan He was thinking, listening to her grandmother saying quietly beside her: "That little Song, who also eats Hades."

Lan He: "...Ah, yes."

Almost forgot, Song Futan's previous performance completely exposed him to be able to see ghosts, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Grandma: "Then you are quite decent."

Lan He: "..."

Song Futan: "What is grandma talking about?"

"Uh..." Lan He glanced at her grandmother, not sure if she was joking casually, it didn't mean that, but the grandmother just smiled, "You listen."

"Poor soul, go back. Go back to our hometown, where the hillside is lush, the river is clear, the moon is bright, the sun is bright, that is a good place to live..."

Ma Qinghui's song rang again, spreading far in the night.

Lan He could hear God.

"A Feng likes liveliness." Grandma listened to the song and smiled. "She will return to her hometown."

.

Lan He felt that her grandmother already knew, and also acquiesced in his relationship with Song Futan. They stayed in the village for two days before returning to the city. Ma Qinghui waited for the dust to settle, and the grandmother exchanged phone calls with him. The elderly used the old machine quite smoothly.

During the New Year at home, Father Lan also found an opportunity to understand their love story. As the father of Lan He, he also understood the things about the soul away and was very moved. I cried when I heard it, "It's so touching."

Lan He: "..."

Coupled with getting along these days, both Father Lan and Teacher Long approved Song Futan. They just patted Lan He and said, "Your grandmother is old, let's not do this... I don't think I can tell her immediately."

Lan He thought about grandma's understanding, but the old man was nagging, he had to say: "Okay."

After the Miao years at home, Lan He and Song Futan are also going back. It seems that Ying Shao and his master have been in charge of the mother-in-law in the village. Lan He made an appointment with Ying Shao after returning to Beijing. Longmao's business.

In the middle, I also met Long Xuemei who came to the door. She came for Lan He, saying that she had not slept well for a few days, and her passion could not be distributed.

"That can't be said, do you want the powder to turn black," Lan He said.

"Absolutely not." Long Xue frowned, "That's right, can I blow it, is it something we round up?"

"This is no problem." Lan He said, "you can also take a picture."

Long Xuemei died excitedly. It was not easy to take a photo with Lan He because of attending the funeral in Zhaizi that day.

Father Lan came out of the room and saw them taking a group photo. Lan He was still holding Long Xuemei's shoulder. Song Futan didn't say anything. He was worried first: "Wait, why don't you take Xiao Song with your photo, or take Xiao Song, let's go together."

Father Lan felt that it was all together, but still pay attention to it, in case there is a gossip, does it affect the relationship between the couple. In the future, we should remind Lan He to pay more attention to Xiao Song's feelings.

He thought that taking care of Xiao Song, Long Xuemei would be a little bit dissatisfied. Who knows Lan He and Song Futan stood behind her to take photos, and the girl screamed "coo" twice and went downstairs to run Too.

Father Lan: "?"

Lan He: "...She is happy, that means happy and happy."

"Oh." Father Lan thought, he now understood more and more buzzwords.

But Father Lan really wanted to get closer to the young man, so when eating at noon, he shouted: "Cuckoo! Wife, the bacon you made is really delicious!"

Lan He and Song Futan almost died of choking...

...

Long Xuemei's photo was posted on Weibo, stating that he only found out that he and Lan He were in a village, and it was complete. Weibo turned tens of thousands in a while, and fans sang auspiciously three treasures.

Although the flight was not exposed, according to the location of Long Xuemei, everyone reasoned in minutes that Lan He took Song Futan back to the Chinese New Year. Looking at this photo again, there is really a strong sense of family perception. On this day, Long Xuemei had countless half-sisters.

Lan He stayed at home for nearly half a month.

Although it is thousands of miles away, he can still know what is happening in Beijing with the current degree of development of the information, and the app will be pushed in various ways.

Lan He was lying on Weibo and responded to fans, and a news pop-up popped out, to the effect that the North Park in Beijing suddenly began to close and repair.

He slipped his hand and clicked carelessly.

It was found that many people were surprised because they came too suddenly.

Some people talked about the mysterious antiques excavated in the park, so they closed the park-it used to be a royal garden.

There are also saying that UFOs landed here, anyway, speculation is strange.

[Oh, the capital has been really weird in the past two years. My master said that Feng Shui has changed]

[Before that, a red lotus park was suddenly built, and it was also related to Feng Shui...]

[Somatosensory, although I haven't encountered it before, I really have a lot of urban legends and listened a lot. Some time ago it was not dark daylight, what was the night demon in that ancient book. 】

[I made a small pass over there and said that I saw a lot of cars coming in and out, showing a bad breath. 】

[Stop talking, I want to go to Juehui Temple to pray for a blessing. 】

Lan He crossed the news. In the past two years, some of them were fake and some were half-true, but now that the North Park is closed, it should be just that everyone thinks about it.

Before this idea passed, he received a greeting from the Taoist priest of Dongyue Temple: [Laiye, when did you return to Beijing? I heard that something happened to Beihai. 】

Beihai said that it is the sea, in fact, it is the big pond in the North Garden for tourists to row boats.

Lan He: [? ? what's up】

Taoist Temple of Dongyue Temple: [A few days ago, one of the cruise ships stopped at the center of the sea. The park management sent a boat to pick up passengers, and as a result several passengers went ashore and collapsed. Moreover, the identity of one of the passengers seems a bit uneasy, and I don’t know the specifics... Anyway, the hospital couldn’t find the cause, so I quietly asked someone to see things. Now that the park is closed, the mage you looked for at the beginning was useless, so you let go of the news in the industry. Choosing people to recruit souls is probably more of a monk...I think if you are there, you must be very competitive. 】

He was a bit sour in speaking, and he made Lan He his own.

Lan He: [...]

"What's the matter?" Song Futan asked, seeing Lan He's face not quite right.

Lan He showed him the chat log, "They have a big business, you said, this should have nothing to do with Zhenwu."

Song Futan hugged Lan He: "Are you still worried? Even if the town is settled, the capital will not be without waves. How can a city be permanently peaceful."

"Also," Lan He murmured. After all, Zhenwu held the Feng Shui in the capital, but some causal entanglements could not be avoided. Ghosts and fairy families still exist, and they may still have coveted Song Futan's body. It can only be said that under the shock of Zhenwu, there is no way to be crazy, especially a guy like Hu Si can't be chaotic. Compared to the previous time, these few months are indeed easy, and there is not enough to make trouble.

As soon as Lan He heard the relatively big movement, he started to drum directly, as if there was any bad hunch. This premonition rose when he saw a group of foxes, but it turned out that he thought much more.

Now that this feeling is up again, Lan He feels that he may have been nervous, with a little sequelae and nervousness. It didn't take long to engage in this part-time job.

"Or that is, do you really want to expand your business?" Song Futan joked. The priest just said that Lan He also has the ability to take on this business.

"Then forget it." Lan He said, so many full-time mages, what job he was robbing, "I still want to cover my vest."

Song Futan: "You mean your translucent vest?"

Lan He: "..."

Lan He: "What are you talking about? Many fans and friends are still hiding in the drums!"

He was proud for a while, and found that Song Futan looked at himself with a smile and put his hands on his hips down. "It doesn't mean to be deceitful and proud..."

But after this matter came out, Lan He was really worried. When the company asked if he had a job when he came back, he immediately agreed to change the ticket and return to Beijing in advance.

"I don't know why, this time I still blame the family fairy." Lan He got out of the car and said to Song Futan while opening the door. In the past, when he was filming, he would not be very worried about his family.

Song Futan: "You are already a good father."

Lan He laughed straight.

They went in directly from the floor-to-ceiling glass door in the living room. They saw that although they were not there, Miss Hu and Liu Xia came, and they had dinner together with Hu 79 and Bai Wu, and were sharing a fragrant pagoda left by Lan He. , What gossip.

Hu Seventy-nine said lazily: "... those dead coquettes, if they dare to come over, I will scratch one."

Girl Hu also sneered, "Fry one, fry one, bake one, fry one..."

Lan He: "..."

It sounds pretty hungry.

"You Humen are too careful and possessive." Liu Shisan said with his feet on his feet, "Isn't it good to be a wild family fairy like me?"

"You want to come in. You see people want to either." Hu Seventy-nine laughed, watching Liu Thirteen staring at himself, hiding behind the big girl Hu, and touching White Five with his foot, "Hey, how about you, Don't have any temper?"

Bai Wu silently said: "It is already very lucky to be enshrined by the respected family. Our white-door talents are withering away, and it is common to come and go to the horse. The family is so good..."

He looked very humble.

The so-called coming to go to the horse refers to a tangkou. For various reasons, there are new immortals and old ones. It doesn't have to be an evil. It may be a long-term cultivation, and you must prepare for the cultivation of the immortal. It is common to come and go, especially the kind of mouth that has been passed down through generations.

Lan He originally wanted to speak out. Hearing this sentence with emotion, this is my most honest cub, don't forget the original intention, always grateful.

Bai Wu shook his hands on his chest: "If I leave, I hope to choose a good child from Bai Men's juniors to shoulder and inherit our honorable family."

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

He stepped forward and slapped Yiping's head: "Is this the word used this way? He wants to pass on his father from generation to generation."