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

It was the first time for Mr. Ma to hear that Yin Er was acting like this. It’s not easy to complain, but he didn’t know what to do for a while. If you don’t need money, do you want incense?

It's still Ying Shao who knows the old man better, and quickly figured out this festival. When he entertained the old man, he didn't use incense, paper money or anything. This is an old glutton in the underworld.

He immediately said: "Incense, paper money and the like come second. Our master likes to appreciate delicious food. Mr. Ma, didn't you bring a crooked-necked phoenix?"

"Oh, that's what I mean." Mr. Ma thought it was strange, and quickly unfolded the tin foil that covered half of the roast chicken, and offered it to him.

Although it is not as hot as it was when it came out of the pan, it is still very attractive to see its burnt yellow color with oily luster. Mr. Ma is also very confident in his family craftsmanship, "Our Ma's roast chicken is more tender and tender. Even the chicken breast meat is very tasty, it’s not firewood at all, when I didn’t have a horse, I made a living by selling roast chicken, master, please appreciate it..."

Lan He's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked Song Futan to eat with him.

"You eat, I'm not hungry." Song Futan said, he is still in a very good mood, but the reason is not for outsiders.

What he said was the truth, but Ying Shao and Mr. Ma tasted something different.Ying Shao wore a filter, and felt that the old man and the old man had a lot to do with each other, but Mr. Ma said to himself, there is no chance that he does not love money, there is no chance that he is more polite, or he dare not compete with the other.

——Don't look like the master did nothing but pretend to be aggressive after he appeared, but seeing Huang Pizi's family squatting so honestly, is it so easy for this narrow-minded Huang Pizi to admit defeat?None of the celestial beings on him could beat... talking about winning!

Although the old man pretended to be flying, and there were his colleagues here, Mr. Ma poured out all the paper money and wanted to burn them.

Yu Hangjia also burned it together. Although he couldn't see Lan He, he knew that Mr. Ma and the others were all facing a certain direction, and he also said to that end: "It's too late, there are only these yellow papers. There are also beautifully printed underworld currency , I will burn it to you next time."

Not to mention that the master came to rescue them today, this is still impermanent, so don't be respectful.

"Hey, there's no need for that." Mr. Ma said, "Actually, those printed ones are not considered hard currency, and yellow paper like this is actually better. Especially the ones burned for ancestors, filial sons and virtuous grandchildren chisel them themselves, and the quality is better. , very useful!"

Yuhangjia burnt paper is always prepared by people, who knows that there are such rules, and thought that it really shouldn't follow the trend, "Okay."

"If you say no, you really don't want it. Let's distribute it to the souls of the dead here." Lai Master is really a master, he spreads his fan, paper ashes flutter, and he really distributes money.

Mr. Ma was startled, he wasn't pretending to be generous. Could it be that the Dongyue Yin Division has been paying close attention to style issues recently?

Lan He sat down to enjoy the roast chicken, as long as he lifted the mask a little, he would suck in the air.

The smell of roasted chicken was overflowing, and the eyes of Gua Erzhen's family were staring straight up. Mr. Ma had a fairy family on him. After Yu Hangjia reminded him, he realized that the saliva had flowed down to his chin unconsciously, so he quickly wiped it off.

This roast chicken was originally prepared for them...

Immortal Gua Er's daughter couldn't help but took two steps forward, squatting, her nose twitched, and she looked at the roast chicken pitifully, her two chubby front paws were held on her chest, and her tail was slowly wagging. , Douzi’s eyes were full of longing.

Master Gua Er swallowed his saliva, and said desolately: "Daddy was in the village back then, life was better, he had enough chickens, but now there are anti-theft nets and electric lights everywhere, it's a pity for you, even if you are greedy..."

As it spoke, it took off the skin of the melon again and wiped its face.

Yu Hangjia shuddered when he heard Huang Pizi's utterance, but seeing that the expressions of the others were calm, he gradually put away his frightened expression.But to be honest, the little weasel was so cute that even he was a little touched.

Master Lai took a look at the roast chicken, and he was really touched, "Have you never eaten chicken before? Impossible?"

The real Gua Er's daughter nodded, touched her soft, furry abdomen, and looked at Lan He with wide eyes sadly.

Lan He sighed: "It's so pitiful, then I'll eat it faster, so that you won't be sad when you see it."

Gua Er Zhenren's family: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Immortal Gua Er's daughter turned around and threw herself into her father's arms.

Mr. Ma thought secretly, the underworld is really inhuman.

Lan He sighed: "It's really delicious...huh? Are you still talking about it?"

Just look at him.

Only then did Master Gua Er and Mr. Ma come back to their senses, and they gave up the fantasy that he would share some with themselves.

Mr. Ma discussed with Yu Hangjia, according to their rules, the Yu family had a grudge with the weasel, and it was best to offer him as a family immortal to resolve the century-old enmity.But if Yu Hangjia was really unwilling, he could only find another way to dismiss him.

It stands to reason that Yu Hangjia is not short of money at all, but he thought that the yellow skin is a bit powerful... Although the yellow skin is uncertain, after thinking about it, he still asked in a low voice: "If he is a family fairy, he is my family Jiaxian, or the Yu family?"

Mr. Ma was taken aback, and said in a low voice: "If your family is not divided, then you can only be the fairy of the Yu family. But if you usually come to worship, it will naturally favor you, and the separated family will follow you in the future. "

Yu Hangjia nodded and said: "Then trouble Mr. Ma and talk to him, I am willing to reconcile with him, and welcome him to my house to be a guardian."

Mr. Ma understood, and asked Gua Er Zhenren: "You should be Huang Pizi who has practiced in Shangxia Mountain for 200 years.

This was detected by the immortal family on him.

Master Gua Er nodded and said, "That's right."

Mr. Ma was relieved when he heard it, because Guaer Daoist was willing to answer, that is, he also wanted to go to Yu's house to be a Baojiaxian, and he asked again: "Then I will be your master, and you will set up a furnace in Yu's house from now on, are you willing? From then on You receive the incense lamp by the horse, and the horse lives by you."

Of course, the horseman here has a different meaning from the one referring to the girlfriend, and it refers to the horse disciple.

This Baojiaxian also wants to join the faction. Generally, whoever has the immortal family subdued him will recognize this immortal family as a master, that is, a master immortal, and the master immortal will lead him to practice from then on.Correspondingly, patients should also recognize Ma Xian as their master.

But Master Gua Er shook his head, and even said contemptuously: "You have never hit me, so it is absolutely impossible to recognize you as a master."

Mr. Ma was a little embarrassed for a while, but he couldn't refute it. His negotiation process was indeed different from normal ones. It was because of foreign aid that he suppressed Guaer, "...then what are you going to do?"

Master Gua Er giggled: "I want to worship, I also want to worship the Elder Master as my teacher."

Mr. Ma is speechless, how can a Baojiaxian worship a ghost as a teacher? This is illogical.

Master Gua Er smiled cunningly, and said a step earlier: "What's the point of forming a clique, the family surnamed Yu already has money, so I don't need the help of a master like you."

Mr. Ma: "..."

Gua Er's words were rough and reasonable, and Mr. Ma fell into silence.

"I want you to be a teacher, why are you talking so much nonsense, and you still want to hug my thigh." Lan He ate the roast chicken made by Mr. Ma, and said, "I see, you just recognize Mr. Ma and say that you can't beat you, I see Morality is much stronger than yours."

Master Gua Er yelled: "That's true, whose moral character is not stronger than mine!"

Lan He: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Wow, what a shameless weasel.

At this moment, Mr. Ma even felt that maybe it was right to ask him to worship the master. Only the inhumane master can calm down the stinky and shameless Gua Er.

Master Gua Er rolled his eyes, "However, since the Elder Master introduced it, I'm definitely willing to, hey, I admit it."

It's really fortunate that there is a master, Mr. Ma said: "Then...then, Mr. Yu, you can choose the time to set up the furnace and set up a memorial tablet for Gua Er. We can talk about the specific process later. For now, let's put the logo and Take care of Lingzu's cemetery."

There are many steps to welcome the new fairy's family like this, not only preparing the memorial tablet, but also writing a letter, etc., so busy in this place for a while.

Master Gua Er dutifully rummaged under the tail and found a small paper dragon. Yu Hangjia looked at it and leaned against me.

This piece of paper was obviously part of the original logo design, and it had been kept in the safe of the bank. I didn't even think about checking it this time, but I didn't expect it to be in Gua Er's hands without anyone noticing it.So, the original manuscript has been damaged?

Wait, Master Gua Er still wants to return it. Since he can pick it off, he might be able to put it back together intact. Yu Hangjia has a little more expectation.

Real Gua Er blew on the paper dragon and said a mantra: "Go!"

The pieces of paper turned into fly ash and scattered.

Yu Hangjia was stunned, quickly took out his mobile phone, and checked the official website, his joy was beyond words: "...I'm back!"

The dragon on the logo has indeed returned, and all the things that experts were helpless have been resolved.

Yu Hangjia's heart was filled with a big stone, and half of it finally fell.

……

Because the tomb of the great-grandfather of the Yu family has already been destroyed, Mr. Ma still suggested that the grave should be opened immediately and the bones should be excavated for reburial on an auspicious day, even though Gua Er has been punished.

"But it may be necessary to invite Mr. Yin Yang again. I don't know much about the relocation." Mr. Ma said honestly, and then asked Ying Shao, "Will you?"

Ying Shao also shook his head.

In fact, they can't be said to be ignorant at all, but here in the capital, the business division of eating underworld food is already fine, and Mr. Ma has basically not been involved in this aspect, and the immortals on him are also neglected.

After eating their roast chicken, Lan He also wanted to finish the matter quickly, and said, "I will. If you pick it up now, I'll tell you how to pick it up."

He used to pick up bones from the old family grave with his grandfather, and at that time it was still a burial, the coffin was rotten, and the bones had to be found in the mud. In short, he knew the old rules.

Gua Er said flatteringly: "People who have died are different. If necessary, we will also pick up the bones of the old master, and do our best to show our filial piety."

Lan He: "..."

Lan He: "...It's not your turn to be a filial son and grandson, it's up to your immediate family to pick it up."

Yu Hangjia saw that the time was running short, and the bones could only be carried out in the middle of the night, so he immediately called and reported to his father about the recovery of the Logo, and then mentioned that the bones needed to be picked up now. After obtaining the consent, someone prepared the birthday materials and shipped them. , get him a new set of clothes by the way...

Yu Hangjia's father hurried over with several other children. He left the matter to Yu Hangjia, but it is impossible not to be present for such a major event of relocation.

They knew that Yu Hangjia had done the job well, and they each had their own ideas, but it was enough for Yu's father to be satisfied. He had already seen that the dragon on the logo had indeed returned.

"Didn't expect it to be done so quickly?" Yu Hangjia's younger brother murmured on the way.

Father Yu said with a cold face: "Why, you still think it's slow?" This is related to the fate of the grandfather's cemetery and the Yu family, and he still wants to fight with his elder brother.

"No." The younger brother said quickly, "I was just thinking, which master is so powerful, Master Fudo doesn't want to go out, and I'm also worried."

Yu's father was silent, but that's true. I don't know which gentleman solved it this time. This time it was Yu Hangjia who took care of it.

When they arrived at the cemetery, they saw that there were already a lot of staff, and they brought in the birthday materials and other items. The most strange thing was that on the birthday materials, there were two big two small and four weasels squatting safely!

"Brother, this, this thing is..."

"Little brother, be careful." Yu Hangjia said solemnly, "This is our family's fairy—Gua Er Zhenren."

If it was in the past, it would definitely not be a good omen for the weasel to squat on the grave, but now Guaer is squatting here, protecting his family's coffin.Although there are previous grievances, once he is subdued by "Talk" and turned into a Baojiaxian, he will perform his duties.

Father Yu also knew the rules, although the name "Gua Er Zhenren" sounded a bit strange, he immediately gave his youngest son a look, and then took them to burn incense to Gua Er Zhenren.

Real Gua Er sat on it, looking at the Yu family with red eyes, making them panic.Huang Xian's eyes were really evil.Fortunately, nothing happened.

"Also, Dad, this is Mr. Ying and Mr. Ma who have shown me good things this time." Yu Hangjia introduced Ying Shao first because of his close friendship with Mr. Lai. "Tonight is very dangerous, especially Thanks to Mr. Ying, Huang Xian, who had a feud with his great-grandfather, invaded the yin house and broke our family's feng shui. Now the Huang family is willing to accept my incense offerings and has returned Xiaolong."

Yu Hangjia's younger brothers and sisters had different expressions, how could they not know what Yu Hangjia was thinking.They have all heard of the immortals, and people in the countryside only ask the immortals to bless Chaimi, but this one is obviously of extraordinary cultivation, causing people all over the country to pay attention to this matter. I am afraid that it is a blessing in disguise.

Ying Shao was ecstatic in his heart, managed to maintain his superior demeanor, nodded slightly, and did not forget to blow to the master, "I am ashamed, I am also here to protect the master."

Yu Hangjia nodded again and again: "That's natural! It's my honor that the master is willing to guide the ceremony!"

Yu Hangjia's younger brothers and sisters, you look at me, I look at you, discuss in a low voice, this master... which god is it?Folk gods, or the fairy family he enshrines?

Yu Hangjia gestured to Ying Shao's left, and introduced respectfully: "This is the colleague of Mr. Lai and Mr. Yi, and he is ecstasy!"

He also couldn't see Lan He, and just introduced him according to the direction Ying Shao spoke before.

Everyone was shocked, and even Yu's father opened his eyes slightly. Impermanence may not be the most famous god, but because it is directly related to people's death, it will always make people a little more awe-inspiring.

A group of people were all heading in that direction, with amazed and nervous expressions. Although they couldn't see it, they were impermanent...

Lan He who had already walked to the right: "..."

Ying Shao and Mr. Ma hesitated to speak... But it seems that it is not good to embarrass Mr. Yu.

Lan He urged: "Forget it, hurry up, you can't see the light when you pick up the bones and tails!"

That is to say, it must be carried out after dark and completed before dawn.

Because the deceased has been dead for a long time, the used is a small longevity material, only about 1.3 meters long, bright red, and the middle of the longevity material is also covered with a bright red cloth.

First, incense and candles were burned, and the Yu family bowed down according to seniority before the grave was opened. Yu Hangjia's two younger brothers covered the coffin with umbrellas.

After the coffin was opened, it could be seen that there were scattered bones inside. It was really a mess, interspersed with each other, and it was nothing more than shaking it in the lottery machine for half an hour.

The faces of Yuhang Jia's family turned pale, and they also knew that Huang Xian was in trouble. The dragon on the logo ran away, and even saw a living yellow leather squatting in a coffin, but this was a living visual stimulus.

"Pick up the bones and put them in the coffin." Ying Shao relayed Lan He's words, "From head to toe, arrange them in order, and there must be no missing piece."

This must be a direct relative, and Yu's father is getting old, so Yu Hangjia bit the bullet and approached the coffin, using red bamboo chopsticks, to search for the head among the pile of bones.

This end is the best to find, but when Yu Hangjia pulled it out with chopsticks, he found that the skull was empty, and he couldn't find it after digging in the bone pile for a long time. , seems to be gone..."

The coffin was sealed well, and it could be seen when it was just opened, but the bones were scattered, why was one piece missing.He couldn't help but look at the second real person.

Lan He suddenly remembered something, and exchanged a glance with Song Futan.

Song Futan: "Should..."

Lan He: "Maybe..."

Could it be the one that scared him before?

Lan He glanced at Master Gua Er, and saw it scratching its face embarrassingly, jumped off the coffin, ran in the direction before, and said, "...wait a moment."

"Ah? Wait, wait!" Ying Shao hurriedly said to the troubled Yu family.

I saw the yellow man ran out, and when he came back, he was holding a skull in his hand, and handed it to Yu Hangjia.Yu Hangjia's scalp was numb, he took the skull from its hand with chopsticks and put it back together, it was just right.

"It seems that Huang Xian took it out when he was teasing him before." Ying Shao's explanation made the Yu family feel uncomfortable. Even though they had already discussed it with Gua Er, this scene was still quite uncomfortable.

The bones were all picked up and formed into a complete body among the longevity materials. Because of fear that the spine would be scattered, they were tied up with yellow strings.Then put paper money and incense, and the coffin can be nailed.

Re-burial in a different place requires re-selecting an auspicious date, and during the transfer of the longevity material, incense must be burned to guide the way.

"Okay, everything is ready. Then you can pick an auspicious day and bring it to the new tomb for burial." Lan He said.

"Thank you for coming, master." Mr. Ma and Ying Shao took the lead, and those who could not see Lan He also bowed and thanked them, and burned incense to send the two Wuchang masters away.

Lan He and Song Futan walked away through the smoke.

At this time, it would be dawn in half an hour at most, Gua Er also stood up from the coffin, nodded to Yu Hangjia, and then led his family and ran towards the trees.

Inexplicably, Yu Hangjia understood Gua Er's meaning. It should be a signal to him that the agreement has been fulfilled. Don't forget to formally welcome him into his home. Now they have to leave.

Yu Hangjia stared at the direction it was leaving, and suddenly felt dazed, a man wearing a melon cap and a long gown appeared in his vision, walking with his wife and two children in the forest, and he wanted to ask others if they saw it. At that moment, the figure suddenly disappeared again, and Huang Pizi was nowhere to be seen.

That's pretty much it, just the finishing touches.

Ying Shao suddenly said with emotion: "Long also went back, I don't know what the netizens will say."

Mr. Ma looked at Ying Shao, whom he was completely unfamiliar with before, and said with a smile, "Mr. Ying, the younger generation is awesome."

He recognized Ying Shao now, as he could tell from the address.

Ying Shao: "...you are too famous."

At this moment, Ying Shao had a strong premonition in his heart: I'm going to become famous...

No, to be precise, Mr. Lai will become famous among those who eat underworld food in the capital through Mr. Ma's mouth. This time, the logo matter caused a lot of trouble in the city, and finally fell into his hands to solve it.

Now that the master has supported him, then his status will not rise with the tide!

Thinking of the days when he will get rid of poverty in the future, Ying Shao's mood is agitated, and he decides that he must prepare a big meal to thank Master Lai from now on.As for the present, he said to Mr. Ma: "Do you want more roast chicken? I haven't eaten roasted gluten for a while..."

Mr. Ma: "Huh??"

……

Lan He and Song Futan left the cemetery, Song Futan was still leading the little lame donkey, Lan He pinched a new sign for it to wear, and No. 001 shook the sign cherishedly.

Seeing this, Lan He thought that Song Futan had used lying fish to suppress the donkey. He poked the playing card, and a thought surged in his heart.

Grandpa always said, don't easily cross the boundary between Yin and Yang.

Earlier, Lan He felt regretful that he could not reveal his true identity to the friends he met in this way. Today, he also had the idea of ​​wanting to know Song Futan in Yangshizhong.

But now, Lan He asked himself, is it possible?For the first time in your life, trust a man and tell him your secrets.

He looked at the dim light of the morning sun, Song Futan's profile glowed faintly in the darkness, that touch of golden crouching fish was particularly conspicuous, and the texture of pure gold took off the vulgarity under his wearing.

Lan He asked hesitantly, "Will you mind if I keep hiding something from you?"

Song Futan: "What?"

Lan He didn't know what to say for a moment, he was wondering if it was the right time to confess.

Song Futan misunderstood, he said: "If you are worried and don't want to take off the mask, don't force it, just let it be."

Lan He was a little confused, touched the mask, and immediately realized that Song Futan might have misunderstood something. With this tone, either he thought he was disfigured, or he thought that his tongue was nine inches long, extremely miserable, and even had psychological shadows, right?

But Song Futan's words also touched him very much. Although he was talking about a mask, it could be seen Song Futan's psychology.

At this moment, a loud rooster crowed throughout the tomb area: "Ooooooooh—"

Looking in that direction, it was a huge yellow chicken with strips of cloth tied to its feet.

"Is this the soul-inducing yellow chicken?" Lan He distinguished, "Is it calling you?"

Song Futan nodded, he did feel the urging.He looked at Xiao Lai questioningly, after all Xiao Lai seemed to have something to say, but Xiao Lai didn't open his mouth for a long time.

Although he is willing to learn more about Xiao Lai, he never wants to make things difficult for Xiao Lai. Who knows what hardships Xiao Lai has encountered before or after his death... He once imagined that no ghost could make Xiao Lai so cheerful. I would like to show my true face, what kind of experience it should be.

Song Futan even guessed that maybe he valued No. 001, which made Xiao Lai feel uneasy.

He looked straight and said, "When you don't have any scruples, tell me about it again, no matter what it is. Anyway, my unlucky times are getting more and more, and it's not like I won't see you again."

Lan He was amused, "Okay."

He was relieved by Song Futan's words, which made him even more moved.I said silently in my heart, next time, when we meet again, maybe I already have the answer.

The author has something to say: Song Futan: Don’t ask, you regret it if you ask