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

The filming of the TV series "Treasure" is coming to an end, most of the characters have been filmed, and the rest will go to Yantang Village to film the remaining scenes.There are hundreds of ancient dwellings left in this village, including some ancestral halls, theaters and other buildings from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, which are quite well preserved.

The local municipal government has always wanted to develop this place, but it did attract the crew to shoot.

The car was parked in the parking lot at the entrance of the village, and the crew came out one after another.

Lan He got out of the car with his luggage. It was much cooler in the mountains than down the mountain. He was wearing a dark blue sweater and dark overalls. Because of his role, his bangs were so long that they almost covered his eyes.

In this drama with few male characters, he can barely be regarded as the male number five.However, as a small and transparent [-]th line, neither the company nor the crew provided him with an assistant, so of course he did everything himself.

Lan He didn't mind, the crew rented a residential house as their residence, and the rest of the journey had to be done. He chatted with Cheng Haidong, the cameraman in the crew, as they walked.The two met in this group. Although they have different jobs, they are both fellow villagers and share similar interests. After three months, they became friends.

There are Qing-style buildings beside the road. The crew sent people to survey the scene, but the village cadre who received them introduced them to everyone skillfully: "There are two lions carved here, one big and one small, they are too big and young. The homonym is Taishi Shaoshi, we have been an official before..."

Lan He looked along, no wonder he chose this place to take pictures. They are well preserved and have been repaired. They are all carried out by old craftsmen using traditional methods to retain the original flavor.

The village cadres continued to brag that the ancestors of the officials had invited the descendants of Guiguzi to look at Fengshui and design the ancestral house. Never mind.

Even though the crew disbanded many people, there are still quite a few left.There were firecrackers and noise ahead, and the walking team slowed down.

"Ha Chirp!" Lan He rubbed her nose, and heard the word from the front: "Someone passed away in the village, and the funeral is going on..."

Out of respect for the deceased, everyone bowed their heads when passing by, and some even bowed, so the speed of walking naturally slowed down.

His sight was blocked by the crowd. When Lan He walked to the front, he saw an open space with a mourning hall, a coffin inside, and an Eight Immortals table. Tie boys and girls.There is an iron basin in front of the table, someone is burning paper non-stop, and the fireworks are lingering.

At the intersection of the main road on the other side, several young and middle-aged men tried to erect the tall paper banners.

There is no object to climb on here, they tried to support it with wooden sticks, and the flag has four sections, so the body of the flag had to be assembled and erected.But for some reason, I couldn't stand up after fiddling for a long time.

The villagers commented unscrupulously:

"The flags can't even light up? Is the filial son wasting money for nothing?"

"Who knows why the banner can't stand up..."

With such remarks, the face of the filial son of the family became more and more ugly.

Cheng Haidong clasped his hands together and bowed, and muttered softly: "What is that, why can't you stand up after tossing for a long time?"

He has not experienced much traditional funeral customs, and Yantang Village still retains very ancient funeral rituals.

Lan He said: "It's a gold and silver streamer, a rare and large piece of funeral paper. One piece can cost thousands of dollars, and it usually has to be placed at a conspicuous intersection."

The photography boss was also nearby, and upon hearing this, he gave Lan He a surprised look, "You're not old, and you still know this? The last time you drew lots with Dongzi, it was an electronic lottery with your mobile phone, and you didn't even want to pay a dollar to unlock it." Yes."

Lan He: "...There is no need to repeat it completely."

Cheng Haidong also muttered, can he be cheated for just one dollar?

Lan He looked at the paper bundles again, and said nostalgicly: "My grandfather used to make these too. Not every family is willing to buy such a big one, and it can't be tied a few times a year."

That's it, the photography boss nodded, "Well, it's the custom of the elders, this flag is for the deceased to accumulate virtue and attract blessings, if it can't stand up, it will cause gossip... Hey, it has nothing to do with us, who knows what's going on, let's go Bar."

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Although the rented residence is an ancient folk house, there are people living there all year round. Except for the poor lighting and shade, the conditions are passable.After Lan He cleaned up and saluted, she saw Cheng Haidong enter her room, they lived next door.

Cheng Haidong was gnawing on the stewed chicken feet that he didn't know where he came from, and said while gnawing: "Isn't it originally planned to shoot a night scene in a residential house tonight, the location seems to be on the other side of the intersection of the mourning hall, I just heard that the director is discussing this... ..."

"Will it be adjusted?" Lan He asked.

"I don't know, maybe." Cheng Haidong replied.

After the meal, I received a short notice that tonight's shooting was cancelled.

"It is estimated that the director is still afraid of disturbing the deceased." Cheng Haidong said, "The night show has been postponed until the funeral is over there. The notice is being changed, and work will start tomorrow during the day."

It happened yesterday that the mourning hall was located near one of the filming locations, which they could not have expected in advance. In this industry, there are many people who have taboos, and they would rather delay the start of work because of this. This result is not too unexpected.

"Come with me to buy a pack of cigarettes." Cheng Haidong greeted Lan He, who was addicted to cigarettes.There is only one canteen in the village, at the intersection of the main road.

Lan He complained, "Did you let your classmates accompany you to the bathroom in elementary school? You've matured a lot now."

Just casually said, he still went with Cheng Haidong.

We came near the mourning hall again. At this time, night had just fallen. According to the custom, the main family had to keep vigil, and this was just the beginning.At the intersection, several descendants of Dai Xiao's family tried to set up the banner again, as if they didn't want to waste the large item purchased for thousands of yuan.

Cheng Haidong muttered to himself, "Why haven't you stood up yet?"

Lan He thought that if it was pushed in the opposite direction all the time, it would be really difficult for the pole to stand upright.

Cheng Haidong went into the canteen to buy cigarettes, and disappeared without paying attention to Lan He beside him. When he came out, he saw Lan He coming out of the mourning hall, and said in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Lan He glanced back, "It's nothing, it's embarrassing to stand here, and burn incense to the old man."

It's just that the quality of the incense is not very good, the powder is uneven, and he even smells a little musty.

"Is that so?" Cheng Haidong was at a loss, scratching his head, "...Then should I go?"

Lan He: "Haha, it's okay. Let's go."

At the door, Cheng Haidong said again: "Wait, let's go next door and get some chicken feet, it's really delicious."

The crew hired women in the village to cook the meals, and concentrated them in the next door, because there was a well outside, which was convenient for them to wash vegetables.

When he got to the door, Cheng Haidong winked and asked Lan He to speak. He had to go through it once during the day, and according to his experience, Lan He would be paid better if he spoke.

At this moment, there were several women in the yard preparing ingredients for tomorrow's breakfast. Lan He knocked on the door twice and asked politely, "Sister, can I buy two marinated chicken feet?"

Although the older sisters didn't know Lan He, he was handsome, especially with clear eyes and sweet dimples when he smiled, which made people feel soft-hearted unconsciously.

"What else do you buy? I made a big bowl at home. The marinade is much more thorough than it is now. Waiting for the elder sister to bring you a few..." Immediately someone wiped their hands and went to get him the secret chicken feet up.

Lan He followed up to ask for money, and several women had already started to ask him about his situation, how old he is, he must be an actor, what movies he has acted in, does he have a girlfriend...

Cheng Haidong sighed, sure enough, after seeing Lan He, the elder sisters would open their hearts within 3 minutes.

Lan He was absent-minded about those questions, staring at the chicken feet.

The porcelain bowl containing the chicken feet looks a bit old. The chicken feet have been cut in half. The fresh and rich fragrance hits the face.

A hand suddenly grabbed Lan He's wrist stretching towards the chicken's claws, and the elder sister who chose vegetables said mysteriously: "Young man, be careful at night. The yard next door is where Lao Song, who fell down yesterday, lived before."

The half-cigarette in Cheng Haidong's mouth suddenly stopped smelling, and he said "hold the grass", his heart was really open, "Why is this in your village, this house is still rented to us?? Where does he live? "

"Lao Song's son rented it, it's the one on the east side."

"Don't scare them, young people don't believe this now. And the room was vacated two days ago, and he fell down in the little son's room."

"It's not easy for us to talk about it... the village is settled..."

Sisters, you said something to each other, explaining that although the deceased lived there, he did not die there, but it was also the residence of the deceased after all, and it was not long before he died.

The room on the east side is where Cheng Haidong lives. The daily necessities in that room are probably the relics used by the old man... He unconsciously took a bite of the cigarette butt and went to see Lan He, only to see Lan He was still staring at the chicken feet Look, "Hello? Still there??"

"Yes." Lan He still couldn't bear to move his eyes back, "You can ask the theater manager to see if there is another room, if not, I will change the room with you."

His tone was very casual, and Cheng Haidong thought for a moment that he had made a fuss, and was really frightened by the elder sisters.But after thinking about it, he still didn't think it was a good idea, so he went to the drama manager to change the house, but unfortunately, they were too busy at the moment, so they gave him a prevarication.

Lan He did what he said, and wanted to change rooms with Cheng Haidong to sleep. Cheng Haidong felt even more embarrassed. Speaking of which, he was 1.8 meters tall and weighed more than Lan He. "Not good... "

"Ha Chirp!" Lan He sneezed again, "It's okay, let's change."

It is said that it is not surprising, and the blame is self-defeating. Lan He seems to be more troublesome than him. Cheng Haidong shyly imitated the fans who visited the class: "Thank you brother, do you have a cold? Be careful!"

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Cheng Haidong moved to Lanhe's room, which was not a bedroom at first, and I don't know what it was used for. It put a lot of tea, all of which were grown by the family. Many people in Yantang Village grow tea.

Because the room was leased to the crew, a simple wire bed was placed, but someone like Cheng Haidong, who was used to the crew, didn't choose it at all.

If there is any inconvenience, it is that this old house has a door to go to the toilet.

There is no light at night in the village, there is only a lone dark yellow light bulb in the yard, and the people in other houses in the same yard do not know if they have fallen asleep, and the surroundings seem to be very quiet.But vaguely, Cheng Haidong heard the drum music floating in the distance again...

It is the mourning of the mourning hall, besides this, there is no other sound.

Cheng Haidong got goosebumps all over his body, and comforted himself that he should not be scared to death by brain supplements. He turned his head and saw that the light in Lan He's room was still on, and suddenly felt relieved.

Go to sleep, go to sleep, tomorrow I have to get up to move bricks.

Cheng Haidong, who was half asleep and half awake, only felt that his body was cool, and he touched it with his hands, trying to find the air conditioner to increase the temperature.Suddenly, I heard the old man coughing quite forcefully, with a gasping sound, "Cough! Cough!"

He woke up immediately, but his eyes hadn't opened yet, and his face was numb.Where did the sound come from? He was dreaming, or the sound insulation was not good, and there were villagers passing by.

Cheng Haidong then thought, this room has no air conditioner at all, at most it is cool in the room because it is awake during the day.But it shouldn't be so cold, it's freezing cold underneath, and it's getting colder and colder.

Although his eyes were closed, he felt inexplicably dark and oppressive, as if there was some kind of hood covering his head.

Ding.This is the tea set ringing.Crash, the sound of tea being poured.Creaking, the bamboo reclining chair also made a sound when it was pressed.

The sound seemed to be so close at hand, it was obviously a very life-like movement, but it made people hairy.He wanted to get up and call for help, but he was so heavy that he couldn't stand up, and he completely forgot the names of the crew members... No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't recall a single word.

"Tuk Tuk."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

The whole world suddenly became enlightened, Cheng Haidong seemed to come ashore suddenly from the water, his facial features suddenly became clear, he opened his eyes, and really woke up.

I only felt that the vest was soaked, and I could only hear my heart beating wildly, filled with strong fear.

Just now……

"Old Cheng?"

It was Lan He's voice.

Cheng Haidong mobilized 180 kilograms of flesh and blood, rolled and crawled out of bed to open the door. The moment he saw Lan He, he wanted to cry, "Brother, this room is really..."

How evil!

But he didn't dare to say these two words out of his mouth, saying that he should not say those words carelessly at night, after what happened just now, he was afraid that he would really cause trouble.

In the past, many stories have been told by hearsay, but this is the first time to experience it personally.

The state of being unable to wake up just now was not like an ordinary nightmare, it reminded him of the legendary ghost bed, although he didn't sleep in the old man's room at all.

Wait, it is said that the elderly feel less sleepy, and the old man is not willing to go to bed and drink tea in the next room?

...It's really embarrassing, people are unlucky to drink cold water and get stuffed between their teeth!Why on earth did he change this house!

"Are you having a nightmare? I heard you talking in your sleep, it's so loud." Lan He said, "Are you going to sleep in my room?"

"No!" What if the old man wants to go back to the bedroom after drinking enough tea?

"Don't stay with that house anymore, just find someone to make do with, really, just now I...you understand?" Cheng Haidong said with a pale face, he was still weak just standing at the door, "I'll go find Lao Chen sleep."

Lao Chen is another photographer in their group, and they are also in the same yard. Everyone has the same working hours. What's more, Lao Chen has practiced martial arts before.

"Okay, then you can go... Ha Chio!" Lan He took a step back.

"Be careful, don't catch a cold." Cheng Haidong thought that Lan He was really bold, why didn't he listen to his words, maybe he thought he was having a nightmare.After Cheng Haidong gave his instructions sadly, he went to knock on Lao Chen's door, and after being scolded, he was let into the room.

Lan He watched him look away, and slapped his mouth and nose with his hand.

When he was very young, his grandfather took him to the funeral of a distant aunt.He asked grandpa if aunt would come back.Grandpa told him that if a person dies for the first seven times, his soul will come back to life, and his aunt will come back to see you.

He said, what if I fell asleep, how would I know if my aunt came.

Grandpa said, let's smell it. If it smells of paper dust, it means that my aunt has come back.