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

Lan He is sincere. He has met Grandma Long several times since he was a child. He is a neat and funny elder.The Miao family emphasizes that after death, the soul goes to accompany the ancestors, but the undead who have just died do not know the way, nor do they know how to get to the grave, so they need a mage to guide them.

——Usually, the procedure is to collect after the death, and then guide the way, enter the coffin, pay homage, go on tour, thank you, go out for the funeral, and bury. But if they want to do it hastily, they will shorten some procedures.

Lan He heard from her grandma that there are fewer powerful mages now, and she has to reduce the process, and she is a little lonely. She thinks that besides origami, she can also guide Grandma Long and give her a ride.

But of course it's hard to say this in front of Uncle Long, not to mention his performances all the year round, so you can't think that he is swearing when you say it?

He looks at grandma.

Grandma sighed, for the sake of everyone, the family didn't ask to look at the remains, so she couldn't be too stubborn.If there is an emergency, I can forget about it if something happens. It is said that she is old enough to live enough, and her family makes trouble, and outsiders point and point, what should they do?

She can't be a disgusting old woman, but she thought in her heart, origami still needs to be folded, and she knows her grandson's craftsmanship, so she can give something to old friends quietly.

Grandma said: "Forget it, children don't understand these things. Let's burn paper here, and I will talk to her when we do the dojo at night."

"You're so old, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive running the dojo at night," Uncle Long nodded. The dojo will be open for two or three hours. It's convenient, go to my sister's house to get it."

Grandma's old residence here has been unoccupied all year round, so he was concerned about the issue of residence.

"It's okay, I'll clean it later." Grandma said.

"Well, the two little dolls don't want to come here, lest they say the wrong thing." Uncle Long said again.

To my grandmother, I fully agreed that when I was in the dojo, I could only speak Miao language, and even in Miao language, there are some taboos, and you can't say wrong things, so outsiders are generally not allowed to participate, and people like Ma Qinghui bring Gu masters who are disciples from other places are not allowed to participate.

After agreeing, Uncle Long took them to burn paper outside the house.

Lan He took a few glances at the main room. During the coffin, there should be a gap in the coffin for relatives and friends to pay their respects.But because she was afraid that Grandma Long would "see" everyone, no seams were left in the coffin this time.

The main room was relatively dark, and it was hard to see whether the deceased was in it or elsewhere.

Lan He sniffed it, and it was quite a distance away, so she couldn't smell anything...

"Bring out the liquor and the fire paper." Grandma had already prepared the sacrificial supplies, and she sat down and burned the fire paper.

Uncle Long saw that they were just burning paper, so he went to greet other relatives and friends.

Lan He took a stick and helped grandma pick up the paper ashes, her mind was a little distracted, thinking about Ying Shao and the others.

Grandma said: "Don't look through it. She doesn't like it if it's broken or messed up. You have to scold people."

"..." Lan He looked around, "Talking nonsense, I didn't see Grandma Long."

Grandma said: "I told me before that she hates poking outside when others burn paper."

Lan He quickly stopped, afraid that Grandma Long would come and point at him and scold him.

Grandma glanced at Song Futan, in her heart, Song Futan could neither understand her words nor see ghosts, so she asked with confidence: "Have you seen Ah Feng?"

"Maybe I haven't recovered yet, I'm not outside." Lan He said.After a person dies, he has to go through the directions and recite scriptures to know that he is dead, and the new death may be more confusing.

Grandma read: "Bring some cows and horses, boy, and burn them for her. It's best to burn another radio. She is most afraid of loneliness. Why is it this hour of depression, the person who loves the most lively, hey... I will let you go tonight." They keep playing the lusheng, Ah Feng will not be lonely on the road."

Although the funeral was urgent, all relatives and friends who could rush over came.None of them could go in, so they burned paper together outside.

I don't know which junior of Grandma Long, a little girl, came with her family to burn paper. When she saw Lan He, her eyes widened: "Lan...Lan..."

Look at Song Futan again: "Xuan... Xuan... I... I..."

His family thought that the child had bumped into something, so they patted her face and said in a panic, "What's wrong?"

The little girl was almost out of breath. As a local, she knew that Lan He was from this city, but she didn't know that Lan He had something to do with this village, and that she appeared here with Song Futan! ! !

Lan He knew at a glance that she was my fan.

Just as he was about to say hello, the little girl was so excited that she couldn't speak, gestured for a long time, and squeezed out a word: "Goo!!"

Lan He and Song Futan: "..."

...Well, it is still a CP fan of Fleming Pigeon.

parents:"??"

Why did the daughter call the bird?

The fire paper that Lan He and the others brought slowly burned out. Grandma patted Lan He, and he nodded at the little girl, then helped her up with Song Futan, and went to the side to drink tea.

The little girl is called Long Xuemei, and she still has to explain to her parents that she is not infected by the pigeon Gu, but just saw a star she likes.

His parents remembered the name their daughter had mentioned, "It seems that you are gentle and gentle. You said that black and white can take everything. I thought you were a fan of the underworld."

Long Xuemei: "What underworld, it's the underworld who fans him!"

"Okay, okay, you burn the paper."

Long Xuemei also knelt down, and burned some paper while reading aunt and grandma. After burning a few handfuls, Uncle Long told her to get up quickly, saying that young people should not kneel for too long.

After getting up, Long Xuemei walked up to Lan He, because the occasion was not suitable, she tried her best not to exaggerate her expression: "That, that, you too, from this village?"

"My grandma, yes, she's back for the New Year this time." Lan He smiled at her, seeing that her eyes kept sweeping over herself and Song Futan, she knew that she must especially want to ask why Song Futan was there, I guess it's all out of my mind.

Well, it's the same as Liu Shisan...

Long Xuemei said infatuatedly: "I never heard that you are going to bring Teacher Xuanguang home, there is no news about you at all. Oh my god, I didn't expect that our hometown is the same village."

What does it mean to bring Teacher Xuanguang home, do I understand?Lan He couldn't speak directly, but only smiled, probably even if the little sister was so excited, she would never have guessed that what they said was true.

Song Futan also explained: "Well, I want to see the style of Miao Village."

Long Xuemei: "Oh, that's great, that's great..."

As for why everyone didn't know that Lan He was back.

He has always been one of the most difficult people in the circle to photograph. One is that he doesn't go out at all, and if he does, he goes out from his soul. The other is that since the arrest of Liu Shisan, Lan He knew that his name had been reported to the relevant authorities. department.

According to Song Futan, there is a classification above, and evaluation will be carried out, although they will not intervene, but for some special identities, they will intervene to prevent their information from leaking out.Lan He has a good relationship with Juehui Temple and Dongyue Temple, so she also received this treatment.So, no one can get his flight.

Grandma still had some memories of this little girl, she said that she was a grandchild of Grandma Long's brothers and sisters, and said that Lan He met her once when she was a baby.

Long Xuemei whimpered: "Hey, so my brother and I are young."

"What the hell does Goo mean?" Grandma asked, a little confused.

Long Xuemei: "...just burp."

As soon as she found that she could understand her own words, grandma was impolite, and pulled her to ask if she was in the village during this time.The last time she went back to the village was four or five months ago. At that time, Grandma Long was already ill. Later, she heard that her condition was recurring, and she said she was better. She did not expect to survive the New Year.

Long Xuemei said honestly: "I don't live in the village now, but because I often come back to get herbs, I will also visit my aunt. I also made the straw sandals for people with a foreign surname to rub. My aunt has been in a coma for the past two months. It's been a long time and I've been sleeping all the time. I came here a few times just to see her old man. My dad said that it's a happy event for my aunt to be free."

"It used to be so pungent." Grandma sighed, "But it's okay to leave the pain. Ten diseases, nine of them are cured well, and the remaining one is not cured. She also understands... Ah Feng."

Grandma turned around and started talking to the main room where the coffin stopped.

At my grandmother's age, there are fewer and fewer surviving peers and friends, and the nostalgia is beyond words.It's a pity that Grandma Long's soul doesn't seem to be awake yet, and she can't hear the words of her old friend.

The three juniors fell silent, and Long Xuemei suppressed her excitement, listening to her chanting in Miao language.

……

At this time, Lan He saw Ma Qinghui coming with three disciples, still holding wine.

Uncle Long immediately stopped him: "Why are you here again? I've already told you that you are not welcome here, let alone sang dirty words."

The other people who came to pay homage all avoided a certain distance and pointed out. Ma Qinghui walked around the village, and they all knew that this was the son of the grass hag from before, and now he has become a Gu master.

The Gu wives in the village are passed down from generation to generation, some are true and some are fake, because of the constraints on women in the past, so by default, a male Gu master like Ma Qinghui must have learned the skills to go out and make a living.

Moreover, Ma Qinghui said that he still wants to participate in the dojo, and he has read Yin Ci, which makes him more convinced that he has learned a lot of skills outside, not only Gu, maybe he also knows how to make ghosts.Facing him, everyone is more afraid.

But Uncle Long's family passed down the Miao medicine, and he didn't show good looks at all, and he wanted to drive Ma Qinghui away.

Ma Qinghui said with a sullen face: "I respect Grandma Long, not you." In the village back then, except for the two mothers-in-law, the whole village didn't have any good looks towards him.When his mother was still there, his companions didn't even dare to drink the water from his house, avoiding him, and even recited the spell to prevent Gu when they passed by his door.

Uncle Long said bluntly: "Outsiders are not allowed to participate, you are no longer from our village, and you brought two foreign boys with you, all dressed in grass ghosts."

This is Uncle Long's home court. Although his family's young and strong are a little scared, they are still on his side.

Ma Qinghui seemed to be reminded of the past by Uncle Long's words, and he was the only one who dared to mention the past like this today.

Ma Qinghui's eyes were so fierce that everyone else was terrified.

Although Uncle Long was unnatural, he still said: "Don't come to harm anyone again, your father was killed by your mother back then, even if there was no grass-raising ghost, she would still be able to kill her, it's the life of a Gu Po."

Grandma stopped him immediately: "Okay, why do you say that."

"Auntie, this kid just wants to feel at ease, and has never thought about what will happen to us. In case my mother is really disturbed... just take him away, and knock on someone's door to invite companions?" Uncle Long said. .

There have always been rumors in Miao Village that the dead knocked on the doors of other people's houses in the village at night, asking them to go with them.I also want to know that if we leave, we will die together.

So the Taoist priest who practiced rituals mentioned this taboo, and Uncle Long and other juniors strictly abide by it, and everyone else in the village also abides by it. Even grandma didn't insist on seeing Grandma Long.

Grandma persuaded Ma Qinghui: "Xiaohui, you can burn some paper for grandma right here."

Ma Qinghui didn't show a fierce expression on grandma, but she showed a vicious expression towards other people: "I'll live my life, and I'll see who can stop me at night."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to Uncle Long and left.

Everyone was in an uproar, "Seeing him pointing that, he must be using a Gu!"

"He released Gu with one finger..."

"I don't know if Long Laosan has his mother's skills."

"Has he used Gu?" Lan He asked grandma.

Grandma slowly said: "Now there is no..." But Xiaohui really hated the look at Uncle Long.

After Ma Qinghui left, Long Xuemei came over again, "I was scared to death, huh..."

Lan He: "?"

Still gooing at this time?

But Lan He quickly realized that she was talking about "Gu".

Long Xuemei: "Brother Lan He, Teacher Xuanguang, you all know Miao Gu, right? That person breeds Gu. I heard that he even makes ghosts. Many people dare not offend him. Hey, if they hadn't quarreled, I really want to ask if there is any Gu that can help me learn..."

Before she knew Lan He, she knew Ma Qinghui.

Lan He said seriously: "That's just a parasite."

Long Xuemei: "Uh..."

Long Xuemei was a little speechless with his upright attitude, but when he thought about his brother's character design, he was not superstitious, and it was widely spread to put makeup on the pig's head.It's just because he found out today that his grandmother is a Miao doctor, but after thinking about it, it's not surprising that Lan He grew up in the city.

Let's take a look at Teacher Xuanguang who came to visit the Miao Village style.

Song Futan: "Voltaire has a saying that superstition is the result of a fool meeting a liar. It is normal to seek psychological comfort, but don't be too obsessed, and you are easy to be cheated of money."

Long Xuemei: "..."

Long Xuemei was educated by the knocked-off CP, and lamented that she would go back to study by herself, at most, she would go around the koi.

……

After returning, Lan He asked Ying Shao on WeChat, they seemed to live in the old house of Ma Qinghui's family at night, the house was destroyed before, but in fact there were only ruins left, so basically they were sleeping in the open .

Ying Shao was rather dumbfounded.

Lan He tidied up her grandmother's house here and asked them to come and live there.

But Ying Shao said that Ma Qinghui was unwilling, and he and his two younger brothers did not dare to abandon Master and go to sleep in the house by themselves, so they had to accompany Ma Qinghui.And Ma Qinghui seems to have to go to the dojo at night.

Lan He reminded Ying Shao: 【Look at your master, stop making trouble. 】

Ying Shao: 【Mmm, in fact, the master just wanted to send Grandma Long so that she wouldn't really hurt Grandma Long's child. 】

Lan He was relieved now.

There are both Lao Si and Taoist priests in their village. Of course, the Taoist priests are all folk Taoist priests, and they have not been officially registered. They are the kind of Huoju Taoist priests that have been passed down from generation to generation.And the religion on their side is actually a mixture of Miao, Buddha, and Tao.So some people still recite Buddhist scriptures before burning paper, and they don't care if the Taoist priests or Laosi are the dojos.

In the first half of the night, Lan He made paper horses and cows at home, and Song Futan accompanied Grandma Long to recite scriptures, and the paper after reading scriptures was burned to Grandma Long, hoping to increase her merits.

It was late at night to do the dojo, and at midnight, Long Xuemei volunteered to come over to inform them, and took a bright flashlight.The village is no different than the city, there are street lights everywhere, and it is pitch black at night.

Lan He saw that she was thin and small, and said, "I'll take it there, and then I'll wait beside her."

Together, the three of them escorted grandma to Long's house to participate in the dojo.

On the way, they heard a burst of singing.

But it wasn't the faint singing and dancing sound coming from Long's house, but another direction, the singing sound coming from the edge of the village, without accompaniment, some hoarse male voices, singing soul-inducing words in Miao language.

The voice reverberated in the mountains. Although Song Futan couldn't understand it, he could feel the chill and longing from it.

"...It must be Xiaohui." Grandma heard it too.

"He didn't go to Long's house." Lan He said, although he said harsh words, in the end Ma Qinghui didn't disturb Grandma Long's funeral, but just burned paper and sang at the door of his house.

This singing made Lan He's heart sore, he looked at Song Futan, and read out the lyrics: "The hillside is lush and green, the river is clear and rippling, the moon is bright, the sun is bright, that's a good place for the soul to return..."

Gradually, Ma Qinghui's singing could no longer be heard, only the Long family was playing Sheng and drums.

Long Xuemei was in charge of lighting the flashlight, her big flashlight flickered twice suddenly, and flickered a few times, after this flicker, she saw a figure in front of the room in front of her.

Her heart skipped a beat, Long Xuemei thought about where this was, and tentatively called out: "Uncle Jun?"

No sound.

"I read it wrong, maybe it's firewood." Long Xuemei felt a chill down her back for no reason.

But just as she was about to take a step, there was a knock on the door.

Boom, boom, boom... boom.

Long Xuemei seemed to be fascinated, counting the sounds, it seemed that every knock on the door fell on her heart, and gradually her heartbeats became synchronized.At the fourth beep, the flashlight suddenly went dark, and she was also startled suddenly, her heart seemed to be clenched. It was obviously cold autumn, and the cool breeze was blowing, but she was sweating profusely.

There are three people and four ghosts, and they all say that only ghosts knock four times when they knock on the door at night.What's more, the man didn't answer when he heard their voices, and the flashlight went out, and all the light seemed to be lost, only the sound of reeds in the distance. In this situation, the more lively the sound, the more frightened she was.

Long Xuemei flicked the flashlight vigorously, and when she heard footsteps turning towards them from the door, she cried and hid at Lan He's side.

Just as Lan He was about to protect the little fans, she saw Long Xuemei hiding behind her grandmother, "..."

Well, compared to atheist idols, she thinks the idol's grandmother is more reliable.

Long Xuemei's voice split: "Grandma! It's Grandma Long who came to invite me to accompany you, woo woo woo!"

She was still frantically tapping on the flashlight, but it didn't turn on anyway, and took a picture with her mobile phone. Her hands were too shaking to turn on the flashlight function, but the faint light from the screen showed that there was indeed a shadow coming towards them, and her face was full of evil spirits.

Grandma whispered: "Don't call her name anymore! Lan He?"

It stands to reason that this is not the time to invite companions, but at this time, there is no need to think so much, she has old arms and legs, and she has to ask her grandson to solve it.Although he is usually not allowed to do these things, his grandson has learned some self-protection methods from his grandfather.

Only now did Long Xuemei realize why she was calling the other party, this was not self-inflicted, she was so frightened that she almost fainted.

Lan He asked her, "Take grandma to stand behind."

Song Futan also took out the spare talisman paper that he carried with him, and stuffed it to Long Xuemei: "Take it."

"What?" Long Xuemei pinched the piece of paper, took a picture of them with her mobile phone, and saw Song Futan took out a piece of Buddhist beads, and Lan He also had a small paper figurine in her hand, which was pasted by Miao Laosi to block people's doors. Almost a disaster.

She sobbed and said: "No, it's not that superstition is, a fool meets a liar." During the day, she was also taught not to be superstitious, to rely on herself...

"Hey, that's what Voltaire said...and it's not superstition, it's traditional culture." Lan He didn't have time to tell her so much, and threw the paper figurine in his hand.

Long Xuemei's teary eyes saw that the paper figurine's hands and feet could move by itself, and a thought flashed across his mind, not only does my brother eat black and white, but he also eats both yin and yang...