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

Bai Wu blew up with a breath of wealth, and the ending was a foregone conclusion.

Next, either Lan He wins or Song Futan wins, or the two of them fight to overthrow Lao Lin, the landlord, and kill Lao Lin to the point that he loses his eyes with mosquito coils, "How, how is it possible? !How did you do it?"

"Brother Lin, are you going to dance now? Do you know hip-hop?" Lan He asked without answering.

Lao Lin: "..."

Lao Lin: "Go back to hip-hop, I'm an old bone, don't break it here."

It never occurred to him that he, the gambler in the neighborhood, would never win in the hands of these two. This is too evil!

Hu 79 sat on the sidelines and watched, and thought it was quite interesting. During the game, she mumbled a bit, she could win even with her brain.

"It seems that you, the gambling king, are not as rich as Lan He." Chen Xingyu didn't help her husband at all, and even took out her mobile phone to record, and said leisurely, "Go, jump up, and dance to the single that Xing Yang released before." dance."

Lao Lin: "..."

When Lan He heard this, she almost laughed out loud.

——Chen Xingyang's acting skills are not bad, but when he first became popular in the early years, he was encouraged by the company to release a single, and he was still dancing in the MV.But he is not that material at all, singing and dancing has become a famous dark history, and he is often dragged out by netizens to ridicule him.

In one word, Chen Xingyu wanted to hurt the two of them.

Lao Lin walked to the center of the living room in grief and indignation, played songs on his mobile phone, and danced.

Everyone drank tea and ate strawberries and watched the dance. Miaomiao also slapped her hands straight. Although she blew, she didn't seem to be on his father's side.

Chen Xingyu conveniently clicked on the collected materials and showed them to Lan He, "Here, that's all. Take a look. The program "Yanjing Years" on Beijing TV Station has a good reputation in the past few seasons. The producer and My husband has a good relationship. Also, the recording was relatively easy."

She didn't want to leave Miaomiao to work in other places, and the recording location of this show was all in the capital.Each episode focuses on folk customs, old industries, and traditional arts in the capital. It is both interesting and informative. In addition to good reputation, the ratings are also quite stable. Not to mention extremely popular, but there is a fixed audience group. There have also been some famous scenes out of the circle.

Lao Lin made a cross step and said: "Calculate the time. When the first few episodes start to air, "Chasing" will be released, so I will bring you and Chen Xingyang along. The three of you can play together and promote it." Let's watch a movie, how nice it is."

After reading the information, Lan He found that it was indeed very reliable.Chen Xingyu brought him up on his own, so what else could he say besides being grateful: "Then thank you, Sister Xingyu, let me talk to the company."

Lao Lin twirled and jumped: "Hey, this show, each episode has a few related folklore experts, teachers, writers, etc., to give two commentary or lyrical...Does Teacher Xuanguang consider going?"

He saw that it was rare for Song Futan to be a guest, and he was so enthusiastic, so he teased him.

Song Futan: "Is there still a shortage?"

Lao Lin Pianpianwu came to their side, thinking that Song Futan was also joking: "If you want to go, if you don't have a shortage, you have to. Besides, there is no definite number."

Song Futan: "Then please contact me for help. The contract is signed with my father's studio."

Lao Lin didn't say anything, he didn't have any ideas yet, but when he mentioned it, he felt: Wonderful!

His work is always in Song Qiyun's studio. As a screenwriter, he also has free working hours. Before the film cooperation, there is still such an opportunity to cooperate.

Lao Lin's smile slowly withdrew, and he almost sat down on the ground while spinning: "Huh?"

Xiao Song also came to play with us. Lan He hadn't thought about it. After all, Song Qiyun's family was very low-key in his impression, "Really? Xiao... Teacher Xuanguang is also here! You are also from the capital, yes Haven't you seen this show before?"

Even if Lan He said that, Lao Lin still found it incredible. Xuan Guang rarely gave interviews, let alone being a guest on the show.It is said that this is a descendant of the same strain, and Song Qiyun really doesn't like to show her face.

"Aren't you kidding me?" Lao Lin asked suspiciously, "Teacher, don't make fun of me... No, no, it must be a joke. Help Lan He play me together."

Song Futan looked very calm, as if there was nothing strange about it, but it seemed that Lao Lin reacted too much: "There are no shots for this kind of guests, right?"

Lao Lin heaved a sigh of relief, this is Teacher Xuanguang, "If you need it, you can wear a mask or leave the country with your back..." As long as you are willing to go.

Hu 79 squatted at Lan He's feet, excitedly said: "I'll go out to work with you, I can hide in the matchbox again!"

Lan He didn't say anything, as if he couldn't see it.Of course, it is impossible for him to respond in front of people.

Hu 79: "It's been a long time since I went out to play, let's go, and by the way, I can go to the craftsman and ask how much it costs to build a towering God of Wealth Building..."

At this time, Chen Xingyu's WeChat rang, and she picked it up and fiddled with it a few times, "Haha, from the program team."

"What?" Lan He also asked casually, while Hu 79 was still tugging at his hand.

"It's nothing," Chen Xingyu said, "Just say that one of the recordings will be changed to Miaogan Mountain. Ask me if there is any problem, and I say of course not."

Lan He: "...Miaogan Mountain."

Chen Xingyu looked at Lan He, why his expression was a bit wrong: "Hey, are you okay?"

Lan He: "...No way."

Hu 79 slowly let go of the hand that was holding him.

Lan He: "..."

……

Lan He couldn't say that he didn't want to go to Miaogan Mountain, so he refused. Besides, Xiao Song also said that he would also participate, so Lan He had no choice but to bite the bullet and settle the matter. I hope Miss Hu I won't be too busy then.

After the guests had left, Hu 79 was still lying on the ground nibbling on the end of his pen.Hu Xian loves to be clean, she cleans the floor spotlessly, even lying on the floor is fine.

Lan He asked her what she was doing, and she said triumphantly: "I'm reviewing the spells in the meeting, I know a lot, and then beat Hu Si... Hey, our relationship is not normal now, do you want to learn something? ,I teach you."

While peeling the oranges, Lan He asked, "Is there any one suitable for a macho man? Let me know."

Hunk?Hu 79 squinted at him, "Then there is only the tiger technique, you can blow hair into a tiger, and one hair can turn into a tiger."

Lan He: "Is it very real, the kind that is not afraid of being bitten?"

"Of course," Hu 79 said, "I need to take a pinch of tiger hair, a piece of paper covering the face of the deceased at noon, cut it into a paper tiger, and glue the tiger hair on..."

Lan He wanted to say it was a bit troublesome, but Hu 79 paused and said again: "Then sacrifice to the altar of Liujia, recite the mantra seven times, and burn a talisman..."

Lan He: It's not over yet?

Hu 79: "...after another 42 days, if the paper tiger is burned, all the tiger hairs can be transformed into a fierce tiger, which can be put away at any time, and can be put back into the sleeve!"

Lan He: "..."

Every time Hu 79 talked about a step, Lan He wanted to say that it was so troublesome, and then she opened her mouth to talk about the more troublesome process, so that Lan He hardly knew where to complain.

After a long while, Lan He sighed and said, "If I can get tiger fur, what can I do? So, I still have to go to the zoo to buy tiger fur?" They may not sell it to him, only heard that some people go to buy tiger urine Yes, I have never heard of buying tiger fur.

Hu 79 nodded: "Yeah, it's not difficult, it's a little bit more difficult for the deceased at noon."

Lan He: "That's why I say that you are really strong in this age of magic..."

Covering paper is a custom in the past. When mortuary, a yellow paper should be covered on the face of the deceased. It will also wet the paper.Later, it was covered with white cloth, but the tradition of covering with paper is still maintained in a few places.

Anyway, it can be seen that Hu 79 doesn't know what kind of chronological technique he learned...

Hu 79 straightened his neck and said, "Then what's the matter, you can become a tiger!"

That's right, Hu 79 Dan knows that he can make incense, and he can also tell from the ingots at home that he can stack ingots, but he doesn't know that deeply.Lan He folded a bench out of pieces of paper, and after chanting a mantra, it melted down, and it became a female thing, solid and of excellent quality: "Do you think I'm only in the cooking class?"

Hu 79 sat on the bench, held his face in his hands and said, "Burning paper to make utensils?"

This handicraft is also great!If it weren't for the God of Wealth Tower that can only use Yang Shi's, just give her a no!

He is not only a cooking team and a money printing machine, but also an arsenal. When Yan San's chain was broken, Lan He was able to temporarily put it on. Hu 79 couldn't help saying, "It's enough to kill all ghosts Armed again."

Lan He did plan to give some more equipment to Lao Bai. Although it was made of paper, it could be used for a while, and the quantity was also considerable.At the beginning, he flattened Little Green and Little Red, but he was flattened by cattle and horses.

"Zunjia, here... can I also engrave characters?" Bai Wu said while supporting the terrarium. He wanted to say it a long time ago, but he was too scared, so he endured it all the time.

"Oh, you want to know the name, right? That's fine." Lan He, as a person who enshrines the family immortal, can also know Bai Wu's real name and detailed life experience.

Bai Wu clasped his hands and stood on a high place cautiously.

Lan He: "What are you doing?"

It is not easy for Hu 79 to clean up.

"Custom..." Bai Wu said weakly, but he was not used to standing so high and attracting attention, "I'd better squat down."

Bai Wu squatted on the table, cleared his throat, and reported the information according to the rules, "I used to live in the Hedgehog Cave in Xiangyun Mountain in the suburbs of Beijing. From now on, the Zun family will call me Uncle Bai Wu, and only this will be engraved on the tablet..."

It's just that when Bai Wu said that, Hu 79 laughed.

Lan He also smiled and tore open an orange, "White what?"

Bai Wu watched in horror as the plump orange under his hands split into two, and it was clearly the orange that split, but he was so frightened that his stabs almost exploded, "Bai Wu...Master...this is a custom from ancient times to the present. !"

That's right, generally the immortals of the Gong family are honored by the respectful titles of Hu Erxiangu, Huang Santai Ye and so on.Even Gua Er is respectfully called Gua Er Zhenren in the Yu family.

Lan He: "What's your name?"

Bai Wu quickly got down from the table: "Just call it Yiping."

Outside Plum Blossom Hutong.

This is the first recording site of "Yanjing Years". Speaking of which, the name of this program actually comes from an ancient book, which originally recorded the customs, sightseeing, skills, etc. of the capital, and it fits the theme of the program very well.Many customs and skills still exist today. People today read ancient prose from a hundred years ago and observe the customs, which is very artistic.

Before the recording officially started, Chen Xingyang sat in the car and swore: "I don't believe it, I just don't believe it, come on, all of you colluded to lie to me! How could Teacher Xuanguang come to record this program!"

Lan He: "It's true..."

Chen Xingyang sneered: "The director lied to me, my sister and brother-in-law lied to me, and you lied to me too?"

Lan He was speechless.

Chen Xingyang heard from Chen Xingyu that Song Futan would also participate in the show, and he thought it was a joke. That day, Lao Lin also danced his black history dance. He thought it was all a routine, playing him.Including later the director said that he also felt that he was fooling himself.

He also wavered, but in the end he was convinced by a reason: How could Xuanguang come out as a guest!Look, no, he didn't come even after the recording started!

Not to mention Chen Xingyang, someone broke the news on the Internet that Xuanguang would go to a show in the capital, and when he was on the same stage with Chen Xingyu and others, there were no one who even scolded and spread rumors. No one believed it at all, and even thought he was an expert with the same name.At most, let's talk about Chen Xingyu. The goddess went to work shortly after giving birth.

The theme of this issue is "Porcelain Baking", an ancient industry that uses metal "baking pieces" to repair broken porcelain. This profession appeared as early as in "A Picture of Riverside During the Qingming Festival". "Without diamonds, don't do porcelain work" is also referring to this industry, because the drilling step requires the use of diamonds.

But today, few people need to bake porcelain in daily life, and fewer and fewer people know how to bake porcelain.

In the courtyard in Meihua Hutong, there lived an old porcelain maker.

The host and the three of them recorded a paragraph outside first, and just after the recording, Song Futan also came.He has a different function from other guests, these shots don’t have to appear, and it’s okay if he doesn’t even come to the location...

Let's put it this way, the program team of "Yanjing Years" was very confused when they knew that Xuanguang wanted to be a guest. The director also pondered for a long time, which theme moved people, or they watched their previous programs, and they were very surprised. appreciate?

Anyway, even if he didn't know the reason, let alone he wanted to follow the whole process, if he wanted to write the copywriting himself, the program team would definitely agree. It would be even better if he could bring his parents along.

When Chen Xingyang saw Song Futan, he was dumbfounded: "...Really, did you really come?!"

Chen Xingyang didn't even dare to guess that it was because of Lan He, Chen Xingyu didn't say anything, he even thought that the two met for the second time today, and only thought that they came from the program group.After all, Chen Xingyu doesn't know how to gossip about it.

It was Song Futan who even handed the juice to Lan He.It was only given to Lan He.

Chen Xingyang: "..."

He looked left and right, but because he was leaning against the car and was covered, no one saw this movement except him.

After Song Futan walked away, Chen Xingyang asked Lan He in a low voice, "Why are you two... so familiar?"

He also filmed the scene of Song Qiyun and his son, I have never seen Xuan Guang treat him so politely.

Lan He thought about it, it's hard to say that we meet frequently, even if we say that we will cooperate in the future, it seems a bit exaggerated, so he said implicitly: "It's okay, we have chatted on WeChat a few times."

Chen Xingyang: "..."

...Damn it, he used to apply for Xuanguang from the crew, but now he hasn't been approved!

……

The craftsman who bakes porcelain is called Lao Qin by everyone, and Lan He and the others call him Teacher Qin.

Old Qin Zu had done this for generations, but since then, no one has done it.He is also old now, besides baking porcelain occasionally, he just grows flowers and teases birds, and there is a birdcage hanging under the eaves.

The program team had already discussed it, and they came to shoot. Among the various routines, of course, the artist and him simply learned how to bake porcelain.Because the house is relatively narrow, it was moved to the courtyard.

"I think Mr. Qin's spirit is not very good, let's take a rest and shoot again." Chen Xingyu said.

"Ahem, thank you, girl, I just... didn't sleep very well." Lao Qin rubbed his neck and said, "It's okay, go ahead, I won't delay your business."

"There is no delay. Don't delay." The staff also hurriedly said, the old man's spirit is not so good.

Song Futan listened to the occasional sounds from Lao Qin's birdcage, identified them, and asked, "How many calls can this sparrow make?"

Lao Qin's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his interest became stronger.He doesn't watch movies either, and he just heard people introduce him as a screenwriter, so he didn't feel much, but Song Futan mentioned the bird, which made him a lot more enthusiastic: "Cough... my little bird has just graduated from a teacher, and he knows seven or eight kinds of things." Shout out!"

Song Futan's grandfather also raised songbirds, so he knows a thing or two.Lingqueer is good at imitating calls, and the mouth refers to the content of the call. Knowing how many calls means learning how to call.

These songbirds can learn from relatively simple ones such as chick mouth and swallow mouth, and then to more difficult oriole mouth, cat mouth, and egg mouth, that is, like cats and chickens.

To learn these calls, either play the audio all the time, or learn from other songbirds, or go to the mountains and forests to learn by yourself.

Lao Qin counted the sounds his little bird would make, and just talking, his expression suddenly became depressed: "But, this bird is no longer good, and I don't know why, it's dirty. I plan to sell it."

Dirty mouth, there are different interpretations.Some bird breeders think that learning the swear words spoken by people is swearing, and some people think that learning bad calls makes them uncomfortable, such as ducks squawking, battery car sounds, mynah’s cheeping, etc., are all swear words. .Once learned, it takes pains to correct.

"No way," Lan He couldn't help but said, "Why is it dirty?"

Lao Qin was silent, lifted the cage, and the cute bird inside raised its head and sang, its voice was hoarse and vague, and it sounded like a human voice. When you listened carefully, it actually echoed hollowly: "Die... ... woo woo..."

Everyone: "..."

This is indeed a bit too much.

Even if a bird with such a dirty mouth is sold, it can't be sold at a good price.

Old Qin wondered: "The strangest thing is that I didn't let it touch those. I don't know if it was learned from someone's bird when it was a bird. It still has an echo!"

The bird's speech just now did have an empty texture. Songbirds learn their sounds as they are. If you play audio to learn, the audio quality is low, and you will learn the noise together.If there is too much space when studying and there is an echo, I will imitate it as it is.Therefore, when a bird breeder presses a bird, he would put it in a water tank in the past, but now he can also put it in a cardboard box to minimize other noises.

"Oh, forget it, I haven't slept well recently, and I can't correct it a few times, so I don't need to worry about it. I dream a lot every day, and my neck and throat are always uncomfortable."

"Then sell me this little bird." Song Futan said.He saw that the sparrow was quite spiritual, and planned to take it back to his grandfather. If the old man is free, he can correct it, and maybe he can be rescued.

"If it's what you want, then you can just take it, and you won't be able to sell it anyway." Lao Qin said indifferently.

After the filming ended, it was already night, and the program crew had to go to the station, and the guests could go back to their homes.

Several guests came to the end. Chen Xingyu originally wanted Lao Lin to send Lan He off, but Song Futan proposed to send it off by himself. Everyone was dumbfounded. Of course, there was no objection...

However, Song Futan's car was parked far away, Lan He looked at the map, "Then let's go to the west entrance, it will be closer."

Chen Xingyu and the others went out to the east entrance, and parted ways at the gate of the yard.Lan He got into the car, only to see Lao Qin running out, "Young man, why do you think you still have money!"

Although he said he didn't want money, Song Futan secretly put the money on the table when he left.

Lao Qin chased after him directly, and insisted on returning Song Futan to the fortress, he refused and simply said: "Let's hurry up, since this is the case, we two should be friends. Come here, I'll give you a baked porcelain bowl, You can use it to make bird food bowls!"

"Okay, thank you very much." Song Futan also agreed.

"I'll wait for you here." Lan He helped him hold the bird cage.

Bowing her head and playing with her phone for a while, Lan He wondered why Song Futan hadn't returned yet, so she looked up.The alley is deep and long, and no one can be seen.

There were no pedestrians on the street, and under the dim streetlights, the bird in the cage was bouncing up and down, its feather crown fluttering, but it suddenly opened its mouth, and in a hoarse voice it yelled out the dirty words again: "Die..."

The rough voice still had an empty echo, which made Lan He chill.

……

Song Futan took the baked porcelain bowl and walked out along the long and narrow alley again.

In the winding alley, the figure is stretched by the lights, and it is very strange at the corner. At first, people's voices and TV sets in the houses can be heard, but as the street lights turn on and off a few times, this sound suddenly disappears. Gone, the whole world seemed to blur.

A hoarse voice sounded from behind: "Die..."

With a distant and ethereal echo, it was almost exactly the same as that of the old Qin's birdie.

As soon as Song Futan turned around, he experienced a familiar feeling, and his soul left his body.He looked coldly at the man behind him who was holding a sling in his hand and sticking out his tongue.

Song Futan suddenly remembered that Lao Qin had been touching his neck, saying that he hadn't slept well recently and his neck hurt.It seems that there is an answer to where the little Queer of the old Qin family learned his dirty mouth, ghost mouth.

Song Futan, the hanged ghost, has encountered quite a lot. Generally speaking, they don't have many routines, and they love their own hanging ropes. They always want to use this to intimidate people. At most, they add special sound effects like just now.

Perhaps the ancients were extremely afraid, but when Song Futan heard this sound, he would only feel that the reverberation was too loud.

Sure enough, the hanged ghost approached step by step, waving the hanging rope in his hand, "Die... woo..."

Song Futan watched his blood red tongue getting closer...

"What, what?!"

Song Futan looked back, only to see Lan He floating in a mask, not yet in uniform.

His heart warmed, Xiao Lai's cuteness could always be seen in the details, although he knew that he had a rosary to protect his body, but Xiao Lai would still come to save him every time, he didn't want him to be threatened all the time.

The hanged ghost caught a glimpse of Lan He, smiled sinisterly, wrapped his hands around the long loop of the hanging rope, and said empty-handedly, "Die...go..."

Lan He flicked his wrist, and used the same movement to grab his long seductive rope, and instead of retreating, he advanced: "You have it?"

The hanged ghost: ".........!!!"

Are you the same as me! !

Lan He: "Who are you cheating on? You, we are facing each other... Don't run away, you can't afford it?!"

Song Futan: "..."

...which isn't very analytical either, but cute nonetheless.