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

"I'm new here, I don't know the way, please show me!" Lan He urged, seeing that ghost was dumbfounded.

The wild ghosts were dumbfounded, thinking that no matter how unfamiliar the road is, haven't you died yet...

He caught a glimpse of the hat on the other party's head and the mask on his face, and remembered that there was a rumor in the underworld that there was an extra "Mr. Lai" on duty in the capital, and his temper was a bit weird. He might be the one in front of him. trouble.

"This, this... I am not worthy of going to Huangquan Road. I only know that it is about three and a half steps away from the City God's Temple."

Lan He asked, "Three and a half steps? In which direction do you take three and a half steps?"

The wild ghost said confusedly: "It's the direction of the underworld."

He looked like he couldn't tell, after all, he had never been there.He even gradually doubted Lan He's identity, stretching his neck longer and longer, showing an expression of wanting to see Lan He's ID.

"What are you looking at, I'm crazy." Lan He raised his voice, and the other party immediately retracted his neck, pretending that nothing happened.

No matter, let's go to Chenghuang Temple first, Lan He knows where this place is, and it corresponds to Yangjian.He hooked the old ghost and hurried to the Town God's Temple.

There are also some idle officials of the Temple of the City God squatting at the gate of the temple. These can be regarded as Lan He's colleagues, but they are local, and usually recruit local ghosts.Lan He is directly under the Taishan Yin Division.

Lan He knew that the errands were lazy, so she didn't dare to entrust the old ghost to them, "Excuse me, do you go to Huangquan Road from here? I'm new to Dongyue Yinsi, and I'm not familiar with the road yet."

The errands nodded in a daze, and said in their hearts that it was fresh enough. It was the first time their colleagues asked where the headquarters was, and it was so new that they were confused.But he still subconsciously pointed in a certain direction, but the directions pointed by each yin difference turned out to be different.

Logically speaking, if Impermanence goes to Huangquan Road, there is no need for other people and ghosts to trouble you...

Lan He saw that they were pointing in different directions, thoughtfully, pulled the old ghost, and walked in a random direction: "Follow me to Jiuquan!"

When he stepped out with one step, his eyes became dark. After two quick steps, the surrounding environment began to be blurry, distorted and blurred. As soon as he raised his right foot in the last step, the surroundings changed. When he looked down, his left foot had already stepped on a yellow dirt road. .

It is better to say that it is loess than yellow mud. The muddy water seeps out all the time.

The road to Huangquan is long and deep, and there are many ghosts and shadows on the road, all of which are moving in one direction.Some of them were still holding oxen and horses, probably from paper bundles burned by their family members, and some of them probably committed crimes and were still being escorted.

Lan He dragged the old ghost and ran all the way, shouting as he ran, "Brother Yan! Brother Yan!"

Originally, there was no sound on Huangquan Road, but Lan He's shout was particularly prominent. Those pale ghosts all turned their heads and looked over dully.Some of them were colleagues, and they also had pale faces. Occasionally, two of them stretched out their hands and pointed forward, as if indicating that Yan San was still ahead.

"Thank you!" Lan He cupped her hands indiscriminately, without caring so much, and rushed forward.

The time in the underworld is longer than that in the human world. In the elongated time, Lan He did not know how long he ran before catching up with Yan San in front of a big city.

The city wall is high, and "Youdu" is engraved in seal characters on the gate. It is the underground netherworld, the capital of the underworld. There are two ghost officials in green clothes guarding the gate, and wandering spirits enter the city one after another.

Yan San was talking to one of the green-clothed ghost officials, and gave him some money, but still smelled of alcohol, as if he hadn't noticed that he had lost a ghost.

"Brother Yan San." Lan He patted Yan San's shoulder from behind. Yan San was very dull and didn't look back for a while.

Lan He pulled Yan San aside and whispered, "You left behind a ghost."

"Xiao Lai?" Yan San rubbed his eyes, and it took him half a beat to digest Lan He's words. He woke up from the alcohol, took a look at his hook, and found that the end was broken at some point, and murmured, "No Wonderful or not, the soul hook is also broken, if you come back in a quarter of an hour, you will be criticized now."

He looked at Lan Hegou's old ghost, and smiled angrily, "Okay, let me tell you why you are so attentive, what did you do in the wine, how dare you break the hook?"

To tell you the truth, the old ghost was half fainted by Lan He's punch before, and he dragged Fei Piao on the road. He is not particularly sober now. He looked at Yan San and smiled contemptuously: "Haha!"

Yan San was furious: "How dare you smirk!"

Old ghost: "??"

He looked at Lan He resentfully, it was Lan He who knocked him out, causing him to laugh uncontrollably!

Lan He raised her fist, seeing that the other party was timid, she said to Yan San: "Don't rush to teach him...I'll try."

He was not sure, so he took off the five-color rope that Liu Chunyang gave him, took out a piece of paper from his arms, rubbed it a few times, wrapped it around his head, blackened it with a pen, and continued. After Yan San's hook.

After such tinkering, it looked intact again in a flash.

Yan San was surprised and delighted, and picked it up: "Can this be done?"

He looked at Lan He in surprise, this is not only a money printing machine, but also an arsenal!

He couldn't help asking: "Do you want to change jobs? No, it should be said that you are transferred to the capital. The Dongyue Yin Division is called the Yin Division. To put it bluntly, it is one of the ten temples. How can the development be as good as the capital?"

Unexpectedly, Sange Yan and Laobai are just superficial brothers, and secretly digging corners...

But Lan He didn't even want to do his own job, let alone change jobs.

Lan He chuckled, "You're not being kind, are you?"

Yan San is not ashamed at all, "Public is public, private is private."

Is this sentence used in this way?Lan He ignored it and said, "I borrowed this paper from the Yangjian police, so it should be able to be used for a while. It's also the first time I've made this thing, so you can go back and talk about it first."

Yan San was overjoyed, "Okay, okay, Xiaolai saved me today, otherwise the judge may decide how to punish me."

Lan He hesitated and said, "Third Brother, you still have to be careful, otherwise if you get drunk once, you can get drunk twice."

But it's not every time I meet a kind-hearted person like him.

"Yes... I remember, I remember," Yan San smiled shyly, tied the escaped old ghost to his new rope, wiped his face, "I don't thank you for your kindness, I will find you for a drink later!"

"Go." Lan He also breathed a sigh of relief, and watched him enter the city.

Yan San's figure disappeared into the ghost shadow, Lan He turned around, but felt that the corner of her clothes was caught.

He looked down... Well, there shouldn't be many lame paper donkeys in the underworld.

"Why are you here?" Lan He was quite surprised, and immediately raised his head to look around, since the little lame donkey was there, then he—

Among countless ghost shadows overlapping, I saw a tall man in black standing in the city, walking against the ghosts entering the city, especially conspicuous.

Is it really him?

Lan He didn't expect to meet Song Futan again here, the first two times were Lihun, why was he so unlucky this time, he was brought to Youdu, this time he won't really die.

Lan He led the little lame donkey into the city gate. When he got close, Song Futan stared at him before he could speak, and the first thing he said was: "I'm not dead."

Lan He: "..."

"Hahaha." Lan He laughed, "We have met for the third time, why do I want to ask you every time, are you dead?"

Song Futan looked at him, feeling a little helpless...

Speaking of which, since the last time they met, nearly two months have passed, from spring to summer.Seeing him suddenly, he seemed to come back to life - but the fact is that he is currently on the verge of death.

"Tell me, why did you come to Youdu this time. It's really only half a step away from death here." Lan He asked.

Song Futan is not the first living person to come here. Some living souls will come here if they are wrongly hooked. There is no 100% correct way of doing impermanence.

Some are lucky enough to meet city gods, judges, etc., quickly clear up misunderstandings, and go back in time, so they come alive.If you're unlucky, if you don't have time to follow the procedure, it will be miserable, and you can only go to the city of death, after all, the soul has been out of the body for too long, and there is no way to return to heaven.

"I got it." Song Futan briefly explained.

It is common for him to be surrounded by a group of ghosts, but this time he met a particularly cunning evil spirit. Although he could not confuse him or move him, he managed to secretly tie him behind the ghost messenger's seductive rope. It was dragged to hell.

Song Futan couldn't break free, but fortunately the little lame donkey dragged him all the way and jumped in front of the ghost messenger, so he was able to escape.It's just that the ghost messenger didn't know whether he was in a hurry to return to his life or was lazy, so he left the living soul who had no intention of following him back in the city and ignored it.

Song Futan touched the rosary beads under his clothes. The rosary beads were like night pearls when they arrived in Youdu. It is better to settle accounts in the underworld than to go to the city of death in vain."

"You are so brave!" Lan He heard what he said, although his tone was calm, he knew the danger.

And he didn't just encounter such a thing once or twice, but he was constantly harassed, and if he was not careful, his life would be endangered, and he was wandering crazily on the edge of life and death.

It's no wonder that everyone has gone to the underworld, and they can still be so calm...

"It's still risky to force yourself in, why don't you follow me and try." Lan He pondered, he is also an impermanence anyway, maybe he can get past it.

Song Futan didn't hesitate, and immediately agreed.

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Lan He originally wanted to ask Yan San if there was any way out, but Yan San went to return.Writing to Lao Bai, he was busy again.Song Futan has been lingering here for a long time, and even if he didn't see him, he wanted to force his way in. Time was running out, so Lan He decided to go directly.

He used the seductive rope to wrap around Song Futan's body, and the little lame donkey followed behind and walked out of the city.

It was easy to get into the city and difficult to get out of the city, and when Lan He changed the angle and looked out, he found that the road he came from was completely different. Although it was still loess and mud, even the direction was different.It should be to prevent the ghost from escaping halfway.

At the door, two ghost officials in green clothes who looked lazy stopped them, more people went into the city than they went out, most of them were on errands, Song Futan was particularly conspicuous, they pointed at Song Futan and said: "Ghosts are not allowed to leave the city! "

Lan He said calmly: "I'm sorry, this is the living soul I brought, I made a mistake, and I'm about to send him back."

The ghost officials looked at Lan He, it was a ghost messenger, one of them asked: "Can we go through the procedure and approve the guide?"

Sure enough, even if Lan He is a ghost messenger, there is still a process, and it is very cumbersome. There is a statue of Yan Luo hanging on the regular road, and three seals are stamped below, which are the impressions of King Yama, Youdu City God and the county government.

Song Futan couldn't afford to wait.

Lan He didn't panic, and showed her document, "I'm sorry, I'm Wuchang from the Yin Division of Dongyue, and I came here to find Wuchang Yan San. I brought this ghost by mistake. I was supposed to wait outside. Accidentally came in. If you want to report an error, I have to report back to Dongyue. You two, I saw that you also talked to Brother Yan earlier, and everyone knows each other. Please be flexible."

Lan He stuffed some ingots in the past. Fortunately, in order to be unfilial to his son, he prepared some on his body at any time.

One of the green-clothed ghost officials received the ingot, and was overjoyed when he saw the color, "It turns out that it belongs to Dongyue Yinsi. It seems that your harvest has been good recently. We usually work very hard..."

Lan He was generous, but he suddenly became greedy and felt that the ingots were not enough.

After saying this, she didn't move her feet, still blocking the door, looking at Lan He suggestively.

Lan He was speechless for a while, "Actually, he's not doing very well, since this is the case, let him wait in the city."

He silently stretched out his hand to pick the ingot in the hand of the money-grubbing official.

Ghost official: "..."

Lan He: "..."

It's better to let go... Do you still get paid if you don't do things? Lan He stepped up his efforts and continued to pick...

The greedy ghost official shouted: "Papa, wait a minute!"

Lan He: "???"

The money-grubbing ghost official chuckled twice, and while Lan He was taken aback, he quickly took Yuan Bao into his arms.

Lan He: "..."

The money-greedy ghost official said with a playful smile: "Everyone belongs to the underworld, why are you so nervous? Isn't it just that you brought the wrong soul, as long as you write down a certificate and keep it, so as not to cause trouble in the future, if you don't know where to find you, it's fine .”

"That's easy to say." Lan He cheered up, and there was no problem in writing the proof. Song Futan was originally a living soul.

But at this time, another ghost official in green clothes said, "Wait a minute, he wears Buddhist beads, how could he be the soul of your Dongyue Yinsi?"

The rosary was still emitting a faint light when it reached the ground, which was incompatible with the Youdu where the Yin Qi gathered, and it couldn't be concealed at all.

Lan He was at a loss for words for a while, really, although everyone is now a group, but the rules of the world, by default, ghosts with clear beliefs are accepted and treated separately.

How can this be explained...

"This is not a Buddhist bead, it's my Wenwan Chuaner." Song Futan said suddenly at this time, he raised his chin slightly, and his tone was unquestionable.

"..." Lan He slowly turned to look at him, a little bit wanting to laugh.

The ghost official in Tsing Yi said in amazement: "What, it is still exuding Buddha's light, it must have been held by an eminent monk with profound Buddhist teachings, so it will be contaminated into a magic weapon!"

"Then I don't know, I bought it." Song Futan put one hand behind his back, just looking at his indifferent eyebrows and calm tone, it is hard to refute, "Is this Buddha's light? I thought it was the former owner's dish The patina that comes out is glossy."

Ghost official in blue: "..."

Lan He suppressed a wild smile, buried her head and said, "That's right, he's just a disk lover, and it has nothing to do with beliefs. Brother, the money has also been collected, and I'll give you the proof. Can you let me go back to my life?"

The money-greedy official scratched his head, feeling unable to refute, "This... let's go."

The other ghost official gave them a hard look, and said relentlessly: "Such a small amount of money, can it be regarded as the face of Dongyue Yinsi? Just want to set foot on Huangquan Road in my underworld? Do you know what Huangquan Road is? Ghost gate, ten people It's hard to go back nine times."

The more Lan He thought about it, the more he felt that he was different from the other one, and he was not here for money.

Moreover, without knowing when, a lot of ghosts gathered around to watch the fun, and whispered, mixed with keywords such as hell and underworld.

Presumably, although the two companies have already been merged and merged, and there are some ghosts and messengers under them who still have friendships, but friction is inevitable, and ghosts are different.

Lan He figured it out, and immediately said, "I can't represent Dongyue Yinsi at all, but why can't you just go to Huangquan Road?"

Although he has not been in the job for long and has no sense of belonging, but Lao Bai is unfilial, he can't trick Lao Bai and let the ghost take the opportunity to scold Dongyue Yinsi.Besides, isn't he losing his temper?

Therefore, Lan He continued: "I don't have anything else, I have enough money. Since I'm short of money, I can donate money to help build Huangquan Road—your road is full of mud and water, it's too bad. If you want to get rich, build the road first Have you heard it?"

The ghost official in blue: "???"

All the onlookers laughed out loud. It’s not a matter of a hundred or two hundred years since the road to Huangquan is hard to walk.

It's not over yet, Lan He smiled badly: "In this way, I'm always qualified to go on the road. But according to the rules of the world, shouldn't this Huangquan Road also have to be renamed Lai Laoye Road as a token of gratitude?"

Ghost official in blue: "..."

The author has something to say: Ghost official in Tsing Yi: Already dizzy, these two talk more cheaply than the other