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

While the netizens were skillfully dancing wildly, Lan He was still visiting at Dou's house.

When Mr. Dou saw Lan He, he was very enthusiastic, "My grandson is here."

Song Futan: ...What about me?

The other old men thought that Mr. Dou was calling Song Futan. Several of them met Lan He last time and welcomed him very much.

It's just that as soon as Lan He got closer, the birds that were singing gradually stopped, and even Alaska whimpered and lay down obediently on the ground.

"Oh, why isn't this chirping anymore?" An old man stood up and teased the bird, not this one, but all the birds stopped chirping, as if the mute button had been pressed at the same time.

——Although birds may not necessarily see Hu 79, animals are very sensitive, just like those pigeons are also afraid of Hu 79 and Lan He, and the same is true for sparrows, they don't even dare to sing.

Hu 79 crossed his arms, looked contemptuously, and said indifferently: "I don't open my mouth first when spring comes, which bird dares to make a sound!!"

Lan He pretended to stretch and slapped her on the back.

Hu 79 stumbled forward, "Oh, I'm going!"

She gave Lan He a resentful look, why didn't she let her play this wave.

Hu 79 sucked his beak, and let out a series of melodious birdsong, the birds in the cage heard it, and then the sparrow that Hu 79 adjusted to lead jumped up to a high place, and started singing again, and the other birds followed one by one.

"Just now, I seemed to hear a series of birds chirping faintly..." An old man looked around, "Then, these birds also followed."

It is said that old people and children are prone to ghosts. Although he couldn't see Hu 79, he faintly heard Hu 79's cry.

But the others didn't hear it. They only said that they might have heard it wrong. How can Mr. Dou not know who has raised birds in this whole alley.

"Maybe he's welcoming Xiaolan." Elder Dou said triumphantly, "See, this is Xiaolan. My bird has lived with him for a while, it's called mouth, never mind."

During this period of time, he can be said to be showing off all over the capital, relying on this sparrow to become the most beautiful old man in the capital, no one who raises his family can beat him to the limelight.

An old man who met him for the first time said sourly, "Didn't I train for two years..."

There is also a faintly critical, "I said that I have never heard of such an expert, can you tell me, my child, why the sparrow in my house is always making noise. You have lived with an expert for so long, you should know a little bit." .”

Lan He glanced at Hu 79.

Hu 79 leaned on his ear and said a few words.

Lan He said to the old man: "Grandpa, it should be because your bird has a broken beak. To become a songbird, it depends on its qualifications. Some birds like to chatter by nature."

Old man: "..."

Everyone else laughed.

"I've wanted to say it a long time ago, no matter how much you press your mouth, it's a broken mouth."

"It's a natural talent."

The old man was furious, but because Lan He was right, he had nothing to say. Bird raising was like this, and there was no distinction between seniority and inferiority, so he talked with birds.

With Hu 79 as an expert, Lan He was finally able to answer the question, which made Mr. Dou feel very honored. He raised his chin high, and after bidding farewell to his old friends, he pushed Song Futan away: "Let's go, let's go. Xiaolan, drink jasmine tea."

The tone seemed to ask the elder brother to drink ice coke.

Song Futan: "..."

The mainstream tea in the capital is jasmine tea. Mr. Dou brews white dragon balls. There are a dozen or twenty of them in the enamel cup. The tea leaves spread out in the clear tea soup, exuding a quiet and elegant aroma.

Lan He was pressed on the bamboo chair, holding an enamel cup to drink tea, and Mr. Dou sent Song Futan to cook again, "I picked some Chinese toon, you make scrambled eggs with Chinese toon, and then burn an eggplant, the rest you Figure it out for yourself."

Song Futan: "...OK."

He has no status at all. It is estimated that if he hadn't been with Lan He, grandpa would have found a chance to hook up with Lan He, so that he could recognize an expert as his big brother.

Lan He was a little nervous at first, but Mr. Dou didn't mention anything about him and Song Futan at all. He just talked about birds and his own life, as if he was really close to Lan He only because of raising birds.

For a while, Lan He also relaxed, and taught Mr. Dou how to use the mobile phone. He said that the font on the mobile phone was not large enough to read the news clearly, so Lan He adjusted it to the maximum.

"Okay, now I can see it clearly." Mr. Dou is quite proficient in using it, but he used to click several times when clicking, and often clicked to enter other pages.

The word was huge, and Lan He saw the news at a glance: Netizens claimed to have photographed a dragon in the capital.

"Did you get a picture of a dragon again?" Mr. Dou clicked on it, and still complained, "Every two years, some people say that they got a picture of a dragon, but the picture quality is always too blurry."

Lan He couldn't help laughing, it was true.

Even so, the public's enthusiasm for Dragon Hunting remains undiminished, and every time new material is captured, it can still be discussed for a long time.

"I see... Recently, a netizen @胡塔天王 claimed to have photographed a dragon appearing in Beijing. @胡塔天王 is a fan of dragon culture. He believes that there are such creatures as dragons in the world. According to netizens, the world should There are only three dragons left, one of which is resident in North China, but it is not the well-known evil dragon suppressed under the Beixin Bridge, but another dragon—in fact, he believes that there is no real dragon under the Beixin Bridge." Master Dou read So, of course, when he read @, he read it.

Click on the video again to see that it is the capital city in a thunderstorm, with a red circle circled in the dark clouds, and the words indicate that this is a swimming dragon.

"Dragon what a dragon, isn't this just a cloud." And the pixels are still so poor, Mr. Dou exited the video cursing.

Lan He was surprised, "No, what happened to the evil dragon at Beixinqiao just now?"

He knew about Beixinqiao, and had been there, but what was Nielong?

"It's an old story in the capital. It used to be said that there were four dragons in the capital. One was towned under Gaoliang Bridge, a dragon girl was towned under Heilongtan by Tanzhe Temple, one was under Beihai, and one was under Beixin Bridge. It is said that it was Ming During the dynasty, there was an evil dragon. It was said that Liu Bowen and Yao Guangxiao locked it in Suolongjing, and there was a sea eye under the well. Some people said that Liu Yong locked it in during the Qing Dynasty. But the common point is that after the dragon was suppressed, it said It is impossible for me not to come out forever. The person who locked him said, you can come out when the new bridge here becomes old. Then when I turned around, people renamed this bridge "Beixin Bridge", which has always been the new bridge. It will never come out.

"Longjing Lock also has a big iron chain. It is said that during the wars, the devils tried to move the iron chain, but it ended up being endless, but they couldn't pull it to the end, and the smelly black water began to flow out. They were so scared that they didn't dare to pull it."

Mr. Dou told the story, and recalled: "I saw it when I was a child. At that time, the well was covered by big rocks, and it seemed to be buried later. When Line [-] was built more than ten years ago, there was still The route was changed for an ancient well, which is said to be the Suolongjing well.

"The guy who took the picture of the dragon, the pixels are not very good, but he said that the well is not a real dragon, and I agree with it. Although I can't prove it now, but when I was young, I heard an expert say that he divination, he works from top to bottom , Qian is a dragon, and the hexagram is like a lid covering the well, suppressing the water to prosper the political economy, but it has a false appearance, so the dragon is fake, it refers to Feng Shui, or the shape of a dragon."

Hu 79 curled his lips, "It's a fake. I was born when the well was built. Underneath it was a metal town that used to contain groundwater. The town of the same generation also had a gold sculpture buried under the Longfu Temple. , a pair of stone tortoises with the word longevity, those old town objects have been replaced long ago. As for whether there is such a big existence as a dragon in North China... Hehe, there are many opinions in the door, I think even if there used to be, now It's gone."

There are many monsters in the capital, but even Hu 79 can't tell whether there are dragons or not.

Lan He could hear it fascinated, just as Grandma Wang said, this is the era of ghosts and gods, even if there are, they probably won't show up in a grand manner.

Song Futan had already fried the dishes and brought them out. In addition to toon scrambled eggs and garlic eggplant, he also made braised pork ribs. The aroma was strong, and the meat was slightly charred on the outside and tender.

Mr. Dou just ate a big bowl of white rice, and he still cared about Lan He, "Xiao Lan only eats one bowl. When I was your age, I had to eat three bowls in one meal!"

Lan He: "Well... I'm about to join the group, I don't want to eat too much."

"You can just let Futan make you fatter!" Mr. Dou said so that Lan He laughed, and insisted on letting him add half a bowl of rice.

Turning around, Song Qiyun made a video call to say hello to him.

Song Qiyun didn't know anything about Lan He and Song Futan, and Mr. Dou didn't know about it, so she just thought that they were having a good time and said hello.

Mr. Dou said: "I heard that you are about to enter the group, right?"

Song Qiyun: "Yes, Dad, what's the matter?"

Old Man Dou: "Then I'll tell you one thing, you can make Lan He thinner later, I want him to eat more."

Song Qiyun: "???"

Mr. Dou is thinking about what to do if the audience doesn't like it when he is fat. Young and young people look at their faces, so let's change the way.

He stared at Song Qiyun, and Song Qiyun yelled: "I'm not a photographer, and the photographer is not a magician either..." Seeing Mr. Dou's eyes in the middle of the yelling, Song Qiyun said weakly, "Okay, let me communicate with the photography and lighting, try."

After eating, Mr. Dou will personally send them to the entrance of the alley, just in time for a neighbor to come back. This neighbor's old lady is wearing a modified double-breasted Chinese dress, with gray hair, and looks very stylish.

Old Man Dou whispered to Lan He, "That's a fragrant head, the most fairy, you know that?"

Lan He: "... I've heard of it."

Mr. Dou was quite gossipy: "She didn't live here, the little old woman is very proud, and everyone from her husband to her son depends on her. When we first moved here, all the believers came to offer incense, and they earned more than 7 yuan a day!"

Lan He: "Wow."

Although it is the era of ghosts, gods and wizards, but in this "no wizard" era, if wizards get out of their own circles and build up their authority, they can still make a lot of money.

It's just far worse than it used to be.For example, there used to be a saying in Beijing that a monk in Beijing is an official who goes out.Officials are majestic when they go out of Beijing, but in the capital, they are more powerful than monks.

At that time, there were more than 2000 temples and Taoist temples in the entire capital. The monks interacted with the dignitaries, and even the palace respected them. The imperial court allocated money to the temples every year.

The belief in the Four Gates was very popular at that time, and even Zijin City had enshrined them. In the palace, Hu, Huang and Bailiu were called "temple gods", and there are countless legends about the temple gods.If the eunuch wanted to enter the unoccupied hall, he would shout "open the hall" to avoid bumping into the hall god.Until now, it has become a museum, and the older generation of staff has maintained this habit.

Of course, this is a long way off. Right now, when Xiangtou came to him, he greeted Mr. Dou.

Xiangtou picked up the fruit and gave Lan He a peach.

Lan He was stunned for a moment, what does it mean not to give it to his neighbor Mr. Dou, but to himself, he hesitated and said: "Thank you, you are welcome, no need..."

Mr. Dou was also very surprised. Since his neighbor moved here, he has never taken the initiative to show affection to anyone.

Xiangtou waved his hand and said, "I respect your identity, we are also in the same department."

Lan He's heart skipped a beat, and she held her breath and looked at the other party vigilantly.Hu 79 and Bai Wuke hid it well. Could it be that this is an expert, like Mage Fudo, who saw through his identity at once, so what did he mean by saying that, wanting to recognize relatives?

Mr. Dou also looked at Lan He strangely...

Xiangtou smiled slightly and said, "I know you are the tourism promotion ambassador of Miaogan Mountain Scenic Area, and I am a believer there."

Lan He: "..."

Others, fox, hedgehog: "..."

I went, almost forgot, that's right, the Miaogan Mountain Scenic Area wholesaled a publicity ambassador for him before.

Lan He took Tao Zi: "Really...haha, thank you."

"Thanks for your hard work." Xiangtou said, walking with a fairy-like pace, drifting away.

Mr. Dou was speechless, muttering, thinking what to say.

Saying goodbye to Mr. Dou, after leaving, Lan He let go of that tone of relief, "Scared me, I thought he was a tall man... Is there such a use for the tourism promotion ambassador of Miaogan Mountain Scenic Area?"

Song Futan thought for a while, "After all, the incense of Miaogan Mountain relies heavily on tourists, so the tourism promotion ambassadors actually play a greater role in driving than the incense heads, and it is normal to show favor to you."

Lan He: "..."

...Okay, it's just that the Xiangtou of the four major sects also know him now?

……

Song Qiyun finished the casting work one after another, and Lan He also started to pack up and prepare to join the team. "Ghost Fun" will take about three months to shoot, and they have to go to other places to shoot scenes.

Lan He ordered gold and silver foil for folding ingots from the Internet, and prepared to take them to the crew.

Ying Shao was also downstairs to pick up the courier. Lan He was holding a box of gold and silver foil. She saw him first and was about to say hello when someone bumped up to him and spoke to Ying Shao: "Hello, I live on the third floor. I'm a seller. The coffin has been paying attention to you..."

Courier:"???"

Lan He also wanted to laugh, he probably could understand it, but it was funny to see the courier in a daze.

Ying Shao also said speechlessly: "Don't make it sound like I'm dying every day."

"Ahaha no, just to be humorous," said the person on the third floor, "and I really want to ask if you want the goods. My quality is very high, except for the wreaths and shrouds..."

It was only at this time that Ying Shao saw Lan He who was holding the suitcase, with a smile in his eyes, and said sweatingly, "Thank you, no need, I have a regular cooperative business."

The neighbor on the third floor was very disappointed. It is said that he is also a man who earns money, but he does not have the skills in that area, so he really wants to cooperate with Mr. Ying Shao, and the customized products he sells can be much more expensive.

Ying Shao fled to the elevator, saw Lan He coming, and wanted to give up the elevator to him, Lan He signaled no, and went in and said, "Hello, I'm selling Ming coins, and I've been following you for a long time..."

Ying Shao: "..."

He couldn't laugh or cry, "Stop playing with me."

Lan He smiled, "Business is good? Don't be so frightened, I'll be on the set in two days."

When the elevator arrived, Lan He just opened the door when his cell phone rang. It was a video call from Chen Xingyang. He connected, "Hi."

I wondered why Chen Xingyang called, he must be recording a show recently.

"Morning. Hey, let me ask you, is your neighbor... Master, at home?" Chen Xingyang asked impatiently.

"Yes, I just met him." Lan He said.

"Please introduce me, I have something I want to ask him." Ying Shao's reputation is getting bigger and bigger now, Chen Xingyang knows him, and also knows that he is Lan He's neighbor.

"Okay." Lan He signaled, and Song Futan helped him go to the next door to call Ying Shao.

When Chen Xingyang heard that Song Futan was there, he clicked his tongue.

Lan He asked him, "What's the matter with you? Do you want to raise a kid?"

Chen Xingyang: "..."

Chen Xingyang: "Then it would be better for me to ask you to learn how to raise Gu!"

Lan He smiled.

Chen Xingyang hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Forget it, I still won't tell you about this kind of thing, and protect the last atheist in my circle!"

Lan He: "..."

Ying Shao had already entered the door carefully, "Master, what's the matter?"

Chen Xingyang was puzzled: "Why did he call you master?"

Ying Shao's face turned pale, he didn't know that Lan He was videotaping, and thought that it would be a disaster if the master's vest was exposed.

Fortunately, Lan He was calmer than he thought, and said without thinking, "It's that grandpa. He lost at cards and wants to call me grandpa for a day."

Ying Shao: "..."

"Oh." Chen Xingyang had no doubts at all, he knew that Lan He was the king of gambling, "Well, sir, I want to consult something... Do you know how to interpret dreams?"

"I understand a little." Ying Shao looked at Lan He and said cautiously.

Chen Xingyang fell in love with him for a while. He knew some of these gentlemen, they talked all the time, as if the Jade Emperor was a relative of their family, unlike this gentleman, there were many, "Then Lan He, let me talk to you alone."

Song Futan was no longer interested in this kind of thing, he went to the single sofa in the living room and sat down to change the script with the computer.Lan He wanted to see what happened to Chen Xingyang, after all, he was his friend.

"Just chat like this." Lan He said, "I'll keep an eye on you so that you won't be cheated out of money."

Ying Shao: "..."

Chen Xingyang smiled. Although Lan He didn't believe in evil, his tone was obviously joking, "Okay, actually, I've been dreaming a lot lately. Every once in a while, I dream that I'm wearing a Tang suit, sometimes a suit, with a bright red There is a bridge outside the big villa on the third floor, and a girl holding an umbrella will come across the bridge. Sometimes she wears a wedding dress and sometimes a Chinese dress. Every time the girl looks different, and then someone complains I will hold hands with the bride, tie a red thread to the church, and send me a marriage letter. Anyway, I often marry different people in my dreams. Sometimes I mutter, isn’t this bigamy? Of course, in I woke up before the bridal chamber! The ceremony was very long and tiring!"

Chen Xingyang is not married, nor has he had a girlfriend yet. At first hearing, Lan He felt that he was thinking day by day and dreaming at night.But if this is really the case, Chen Xingyang probably wouldn't be looking for Ying Shao.

Sure enough, Chen Xingyang went on to say that because he kept having this dream, he felt very tired after waking up, and felt strange. Then in the dream, he tried his best to observe some details.

"When I was crossing the bridge, if someone nagged me again, I listened carefully, and finally I heard the voice clearly. The voice seemed to say: The second bridge of Yin and Yang is long and wide, and one bridge benefits Yin and the other benefits Yang..." Chen Xingyang swallowed, "I At that time, I felt a bit chilly in my dream, and when I entered the villa ignorantly, I went up to the third floor and looked out, only to find that the surroundings were all cemeteries, and the wedding place written in the marriage certificate was still a certain cemetery!"

Later, Chen Xingyang woke up with fright. He always felt that something was wrong, so he secretly went to the cemetery mentioned in his dream to see it.

"What did you see?" Ying Shao asked.

Lan He also stared at him.

Chen Xingyang's expression was complicated, mixed with fear: "It looks the same as in the dream, but it's the first time I went there! What's even scarier is that I saw some unscrupulous vendors over there, actually selling stars in the underworld The marriage book, I also saw mine, with my photo and name printed on it, and on the other side, you can fill in and paste the photo yourself, and then burn it. This marriage book is exactly the same as what I saw in my dream.”

Lan He also got a little hairy, "Then other stars, don't they also have this dream?"

Chen Xingyang said quietly: "I also want to ask you, the peddler told me that you are the number one sales list recently..."

Lan He: "..."

Song Futan, who originally thought the matter had nothing to do with him: "???"

The author has something to say: Song Futan: Cracking down on unscrupulous traders is everyone's responsibility!