I am super fuzzy and I am the top of the underworld [entertainment circle]

After the filming of Huo Kushou was completed, the film crew headed towards Zhan (zhān) Tu Xiaohell.

They took the Hell Express specially used for jailers, and within half an hour, they arrived at Zhanda Hell.

When Su Huaizhang got off the bus, he couldn't help sighing: "Even hell is on the express train. Such a long distance can be reached in half an hour. If this technology can be applied to the high-speed rail in the world, wouldn't the transportation capacity of our country be able to reach it?" Take it to the next level."

Xin Lu said: "The technology in our underworld is not as advanced as that in the human world. The tunnel and the train were built by the Emperor Song himself with hell black rocks, and the friction is unusually small. The entire tunnel passes through the seabed, and it is a mathematical route. In a straight line, that’s why you can have such a fast speed.”

"It turned out to be like this." Su Huaizhang was a little disappointed, "Hey, it's just my imagination."

Qiong Ren secretly thought, in short, this is an unscientific express built with unscientific materials and methods.He couldn't imagine Song Emperor's infrastructure construction, so he sent a WeChat to ask.

Song Diwang immediately sent him more than ten news photos from various angles, and expressed his strong desire for him to set his photos as screensavers and wallpapers.

Qiongren automatically ignored Song Emperor's request, and found Secretary Jin's trace in every corner of every photo.

Qiong Ren smiled, let's get married.

Outside the station is the core area of ​​Zhanda Hell, and the arranged tour bus is already waiting for them.

Qiong Ren got on the tour bus and saw a group of wild boars with one-foot-long tusks running wildly after the criminals on the plain, and crows and vultures flying all over the sky, swooping down from time to time to ruthlessly peck the escaped prisoners.

Even if he didn't have trypophobia or bird fear, he couldn't help but gasp.

Although I have done my homework beforehand, the materials are different from what I saw with my own eyes. The hunting scene of thousands of pigs galloping and birds pecking at people shocked everyone in the filming crew to the point of losing their voices.

In Zhan Tu Hell, the hunters are evil birds, pigs and jailers, and the hunted are the prisoners.

Qiong Ren was silently worried. When this documentary was launched in Yangshi, the whole screen would be full of mosaics, and all the audience could see was his face...

Zhou Mi was frightened into a little quail, trembling with tears in his eyes.

The ghosts he met these days were all dedicated, honest and friendly, which made him have a wrong perception of the horror of hell.

Fortunately, the resident status brought by the work visa of the underworld is only valid in the underworld. He still cannot see ghosts in Yangjian. When he applied for the visa, he felt that he was unlucky, but now he feels lucky.

Not everyone is Qiong Ren, he can't bear this blessing.

Before he fainted, he said with the last bit of strength: "Can I not get out of the car?"

"Of course, you can just rest in the car." Looking at him, Qiong Ren couldn't help but think of his former self, and asked sympathetically, "Do you need me to knock you out? Believe me, it will be much easier to faint." .”

Zhou Mi: "No need, I still want to..."

He struggled to say the last two words: "Materials..."

Before Qiong Ren could make a move, Zhou Mi took a look and passed out.

As expected of the filmmaker he favored, Qiong Ren admired secretly in his heart, he had the same professionalism as him, and was still thinking about getting materials before fainting from shock.

Su Huaizhang shook his head: "Xiao Zhou is still young, and his mind is relatively fragile."

"He's already very strong," Qiong Ren put Zhou Mi in order. "If I were to be replaced by the old me, I'm afraid it would have passed a few hours ago."

The old man said he was disgusted, but he still loved his student very much, so he took off his coat and folded a pillow to cushion Zhou Mi's neck.

The tour bus staggered and ran all the way. There was no sun in the sky, but there were red clouds all over the sky.

Qiong Ren said to the camera:

"This is one of the sixteen minor hells in the Great Black Rope Hell, the Chanta Hell.

"The audience may be very curious, what kind of person will enter the Zhanda Hell to be punished? If someone is sick in bed, the wicked will deliberately take away his bed and medicine for treatment, and if someone is suffering from cold and starvation, he takes People who take other people's clothes and food, and then hide their evil deeds without getting punished, will go to Zhanda Hell after death.

"The evil people who are punished here will have their eyeballs pecked off by evil birds and pigs, and they will also be severely beaten by angry jailers. They are in constant pain."

As soon as Qiong Ren finished speaking, he saw a jailer running after the prisoner holding a huge axe. Behind him was a group of eagles chasing after him, pecking at the back of the prisoner's head fiercely.

The jailer scolded while chasing him, and when he caught up, he would strike with an axe. His language was vicious and his expression was terrifying. He looked more like a criminal than a prisoner.

Qiong Ren: "..."

He coughed dryly, "As you can see, the jailers here seem a little irritable, let's find one to interview."

Qiong Ren got out of the car and walked to a jailer who was concentrating on beating the criminal with an iron pestle: "Hello, we are shooting a cultural promotional film about the black rope hell, the title of which is "Journey to Hell", would you accept my proposal?" interview?"

When the jailer saw him, he immediately threw the iron pestle, wiped the blood from his hands, and almost fainted from excitement: "I attended your autograph meeting, do you remember me?"

Qiong Ren suddenly remembered: "Ah, you are the fan who gave me a bag of black soil."

"Hey, I didn't expect you to remember me." The jailer scratched his head, "What do you want to interview? I promise to tell you everything."

Qiong Ren was also very happy to be able to reunite with the fans who had participated in the signing event. He smiled and asked, "I think the jailors in Zhan Tu seem to have a special personality. Is this specially selected when they join the job, or is it part of the job requirements?"

Hearing this, the jailer sighed deeply, with a sad look on his face.

"Of course it's a job requirement. We're all good people."

He sighed again and again.

The jailer complained that the Zhanta Hell requires the jailer to torture the sinner with anger, so that the sinner can experience the helpless pain.

They have to chase the sinners with big axes and hammers, not to mention the huge physical burden, and the psychological pain is actually even more unbearable.

The jailer's eyes were sad: "I am gentle and kind by nature. When I was alive, I didn't even dare to step on ants to death. When I die, I have to chase people around with an ax every day, and I have to show anger and hatred." , Is this me torturing the sinner, or is the sinner torturing me?"

Qiong Ren: "..."

It is indeed worthy of sympathy, if you say so.

At this moment, a ragged criminal sneaked up from behind the jailer, picked up the iron pestle he had thrown on the ground, and was about to throw it on his head.

The jailer turned around and threw the criminal's head on the ground. He pulled out the iron pestle held by the criminal and knocked the criminal away. Repent, and continue to harm people whenever you get the chance. This job is too difficult for a weak and kind person like me."

"That's right," a thin and fair jailer approached and spoke. She was holding a huge machete to windmill the surrounding criminals, and then she said with the machete, "All of our Zhanba jailers are weak. I can’t take care of myself, but I have to punish sinners, I feel so sad, so sad, so painful every day.”

Qiong Ren: "..."

How weak are you...don't laugh when you're sad...

The two jailers said in the interview that they hope that the underworld will introduce automatic robot torture technology as soon as possible, and big data intelligently customize the punishment plan, so that poor jailers like them can leave this terrible place and go to new posts to shine.

Whether the jailers here are weak or not, Qiong Ren finds it difficult to evaluate, but they do need regular psychological counseling, and it is easy to collapse if they feel so moody.

He suddenly remembered that King Qin Guang said that since his song was played as the office BGM in the Hall of Ghost Judgment, everyone's mood was much more stable than before.

"It's just a suggestion," Qiong Ren said, "Would you like to try playing my song during your work breaks? Maybe it will help you to calm your mood."

A jailer weakly leaned on the giant ax in her hand and said: "Someone gave us the same advice, but here are all sinners. If we sing, they can hear it too. If your song can let us A better mood will also make them feel better, so our class will be in vain."

She raised her brows upside down, showing a cold smile, and said word by word: "How can these people deserve to be happy?"

"They don't deserve it," the jailers chanted in unison.

Then they laughed slyly together, and the effect was similar to the gathering of 10 black magic fairy Xiaoyue.

Xin Lu looked embarrassed, and waved his hands hard to explain: "Everyone, please believe me, the jailers in our Black Rope Hell are excellent employees who are hardworking, brave and not afraid of challenges. !"

When these people stood together, it felt like a group meeting of perverted criminals, she couldn't explain it clearly!

The jailer's laughter became more and more piercing, making it uncomfortable to hear. Qiong Ren stepped forward and said loudly, "You can listen to music with earphones."

The guards stopped laughing and looked at each other: "The ghosts in the underworld like to listen to music through speakers, and earphones are hard to buy."

"That's right, speakers are easier to make. I don't think anyone burns headphones for the dead."

"I also want earphones, but my family members have already been reincarnated, even if there is no one to respond to the dream, I want to cry."

Seeing the instant change in the atmosphere, Xin Lu couldn't help showing adoring eyes.Mr. Qiong's words may seem ordinary, but he can accurately hit the crux of the matter. He is really an unpredictable living person.

Qiong Ren was thinking silently, could he make paper earphones and burn them to these jailers?

Although it is a promotional video for the Black Rope Great Hell, it is impossible to shoot all the sixteen small hells. In that case, the content is too complicated, so we only selected three representative small hells to shoot.

When the hell part was over, the jailers invited the film crew to their living quarters for a delicious meal.

As the saying goes, if there is no special food link in a local promotional film, then the film will be rounded up, which means that it has not been filmed.

Although the saying goes, Qiong Ren couldn't help but look at the hot spring eggs, red oil custard, soy sauce eggs, tea eggs, tiger skin eggs, preserved eggs, and the cake in the middle of the table that was as big as two human heads. A little sympathy.

In such a big black rope hell, is there only fancy eggs for specialty food?

Xin Lu was full of earnestness: "Please help our Black Rope Great Hell to promote the special bird egg delicacy! The bird eggs here are very delicious, but they just can't be sold, and no one wants to give them away for free. There is no such thing as delicious food. People know, it’s really heartbreaking.”

All the jailers looked at him expectantly.

Qiong Ren: "..."

It feels like it suddenly became a scene of poverty alleviation and agricultural assistance such as "Bird eggs are unsalable, please help the jailer in hell".

Su Huaizhang lightly scooped a spoonful of red oil custard, swallowed it with his eyes closed, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes lit up, and he cheered, "Good! The taste is smooth and delicate, without any eggy smell, the taste is long, and the taste is similar to The brain flower in the Sichuan-style hot pot, but its rich and mellow taste is even better than the brain flower, it is indeed the representative delicacy of the Black Rope Great Hell!"

As a living person, Qiong Ren couldn't eat the food in hell. Seeing Su Huaizhang eating so deliciously, he also became greedy and swallowed silently.

When the other jailers saw Su Huaizhang eating, they also ate together, and the aroma overflowed for a while. Qiong Ren thought that the eggs were all simple, but everyone ate with satisfaction, and shook their heads with their eyes closed...

hateful!Why only he is alive, he also wants to eat.Zhou Mi is so lucky, he is still in a coma, so he doesn't have to face the same torture as Qiong Ren.

woohoo~

Qiong Ren silently wiped the tears shed from the corners of his mouth because of sadness.

"Mr. Su said that there is no egg smell in this egg. May I ask how it is done?"

He should be a qualified food show host.

Xin Lu introduced seriously: "Our birds are all free-range in Zhantu, and no artificial feed is used."

Qiong Ren nodded: "The eggs of free-range chickens raised in the mountains are indeed more delicious."

Ok?

and many more!

Qiong Ren suddenly came to his senses: "Could it be that the egg-laying birds are...the ones we saw in Zhanda Hell...huh?"

Xin Lu showed a surprised smile: "You guessed it, it's those evil birds."

Su Huaizhang's chopsticks stopped suddenly, and he still had a piece of sweet and soft cake that melted in his mouth, and he didn't know whether to spit it out or swallow it.

But the old artist is worthy of being an old artist. He quickly figured it out. Anyway, he had already eaten a lot, and it didn't matter if he ate more, so he continued to shake off his chopsticks and eat.

When Qiong Ren saw these eggs, he thought of the way the evil bird pecked his eyeballs. He smiled and asked with the professionalism of a gourmet host: "Is there anything special about them?"

Xin Lu shook his head honestly: "Nope. It's delicious because the birds eat well, and Zhantu's birds are surprisingly active. Sometimes they fly thousands of kilometers a day and feed on a wide range of food, so the flavor of the eggs is also very strong. .”

She was a little sad: "The bird eggs of our Black Rope Great Hell are really delicious, why don't everyone want to buy them?"

Qiong Ren thought silently, friend, the reason why these eggs cannot be sold is because the birds that lay them eat too well.Cows eat grass and produce milk, which sounds touching.

Your evil birds eat souls and lay eggs, sounds like a horror story summary.

Slow sales can be regarded as human nature.

All the jailers watched him with dog eyes, expecting him to come up with a sales plan.

Su Huaizhang had already eaten two more tiger skin eggs, and sighed: "Their bird eggs are really delicious. It would be a pity if only people in the Black Rope Great Hell know how delicious they are."

Qiong Ren couldn't stand others looking at him with such expectation, so he said, "Find me a better-looking egg."

Xin Lu carefully selected a smooth blue egg and handed it to him.

He handed the phone to Mr. Su and asked Mr. Su to take pictures for him.

Holding the bird egg, Qiong Ren closed his eyes first, and silently brewed his state, then opened his eyes, mobilizing a super sweet and sincere 100% touching smile.

"When I saw this bird egg, I saw not only the ingredients, but also the sacrifice and dedication of the birds in Zhanda Hell. They ate the sinful souls that were spurned by people, but what they produced was delicious. Bird eggs, this spirit moved me very much.

"If you have the courage to try Zhan tea bird eggs, maybe you will get a new taste experience. Isn't the fun of ghost birth here?"

He put down the bird's egg, took back his phone, uploaded the video to Weibo, and added the official account of the black rope bird's egg.

"I tried my best, let's see if it works."

The Xinlu girl held her heart together: "The audience will definitely be moved by your words."

As soon as she finished speaking, the official account's private messages began to ring crazily, and many people called.

Xin Lu was so happy that his face froze with laughter, and he said with admiration, "You must have said something so well just now to break the prejudice of so many people."

Su Huaizhang wiped the red oil on his beard.

The little girl is still too young, it's hard to say whether Qiong Ren's words can move people, but his face must be very moving.

The filming of the Black Rope chapter of "Journey to Hell" is over, and intense post-production is currently underway.The soundtrack is composed by Ai Yinyue, and the theme song is "You Will Not End Well".

Filming this documentary was very tiring. After experiencing the work of a jailer at the Fear of Eagles, Qiong Ren felt sore all over his body today. He could only lie on the sofa and watch the itinerary and some future work choices sent by his agent.

Recently, his Yangjian studio also recruited a few employees, two were introduced by Chen Ruize, and the others were Qiong Ren's fans who came to him by themselves.

Chen Ruize makes life worse for filming every day, and he is also thinking about the lack of people in his studio and not enough assistants.Such a caring friend warms Qiong Ren's heart.

There are several advertising appointments in the itinerary, and the shooting time is concentrated in the second half of the month.One of the pre-selection tasks is the talent show variety show, so I asked him to be a mentor.

Qiong Ren's heart immediately lifted three centimeters, and it was "Spirit 101" again.

After clicking on the specific content, my heart fell back three centimeters.

This is Uchiteng's S+ talent show variety show this year. The name is "Creation Youth 303", or "Creation Youth 3" for short. Look at the program introduction, this is a pure-blood talent show variety show without any impurities.

Qiong Ren was heartbroken watching it.

He finally received a variety show that was related to singing and dancing but had nothing to do with Li Kui. Just thinking about it made him cry.

Qiong Ren called his agent and asked for the details: "There won't be any inexplicable elements such as archery, ghost hunting, supernatural reasoning, summoning charms, and Li Kui?"

Manager: "What are you thinking? Youqiteng is the opponent of Aikuxun. Where did Li Kui come from? Besides him, who else can make this kind of underworld show."

Qiong Ren: "It's a disgrace to the underworld, we don't have this kind of program in the underworld."

The manager agreed twice, and Dan Feng narrowed his eyes coldly on his fat face: "Your hell?"

Qiong Ren: "Of course it's our underworld. After all, I'm also the only prince of the third hall. Besides, our business in the underworld is so prosperous that we must have the spirit of ownership."

The manager immediately coughed twice, and said softly, "You want to take on this variety show, right?"

Qiong Ren: "Yeah. I want to be on a normal variety show that a normal idol would do."

Although the biggest attraction of this kind of program is not the mentor, but if the mentor performs well, he can gain a wave of reputation for himself.

Besides, 100% of this kind of program has to perform the tutor's song, so he can also play a song by the way, which has a lot of benefits.

The two agreed on this variety show, and of course the specific salary will be discussed by the agent.

"Come back tomorrow?" asked the economic man.

Qiong Ren: "Mid-Autumn Festival, definitely come back. Oh, I will bring Yan Mo back with me then. Let's not talk about it, bye."

The agent can only lament that it is too big to stay.

Yan Mo came in with a fascia gun.

"I heard that this is very effective for sore muscles. Let me give you a massage."

Qiong Ren nodded.It's really great to live with neighbors. Neighbors are very caring. Sometimes Qiong Ren is embarrassed by being taken care of, and feels that he has nothing to contribute to the neighbors.

Yan Mo put a bath towel on him, and without waiting for Qiong Ren to ask, he explained: "I'm afraid you will hurt, so press through the bath towel."

Woohoo, Qiong Ren who was lying on the ground was very touched, the neighbor is really gentle.

Yanmo turned on the power switch and started pressing it for him from the lowest gear.

Qiong Ren: "Aww~"

Yan Mo was a little nervous: "It hurts?"

Qiong Ren: "No, it's comfortable, don't stop. Be lighter, no, no, no, it's better~"

Yanmo: "..."

Is this the so-called sweet torture?He silently turned off his hearing.

After being pressed for a while, Qiong Ren felt that it was indeed a lot more relaxed. He got up from the sofa, rubbed his neck, and pulled his collar to let Yan Mo look: "It feels like my skin is burning. Is it because the gear is turned up? No broken skin?"

Yan Mo glanced at it, and saw that the honey-colored skin was red, as if someone had rubbed it hard, he took a deep breath, turned off his vision, and said in a low voice, "It's a little red, I'll help you cure it." .”

He put his finger on Qiong Ren's skin from memory and slid it over gently.

Qiong Ren felt a little itchy, and moved his body a bit: "Okay, there's nothing serious, there's no need to treat it."

After seeing and hearing, I always feel that the pleasant fragrance on Qiong Ren's body and the smooth and delicate skin under his fingers are more obvious.

Yan Mo insisted on finishing his treatment, clenched his fingers tightly, and said in a low voice, "What do you want for lunch?"

Qiong Ren: "Egg custard, marinated eggs, gray pepper preserved eggs, and cakes."

The corners of Yanmo's mouth turned up slightly, as if he was greedy by Zhantu's eggs.

Qiong Ren was thinking about the earphones of the jailer Zhan Tu, and searched the Internet for someone who could make paper ties well.With so many jailers in Zhantu, he couldn't do it at all. It's better to find a reliable person to place the order.

After searching and filtering, he found that the source page of several pictures of exquisite paper bundles was a website called Dragon City Supernatural Forum.

Most of these paper Zari are not the common home appliances, furniture and house archways, but Samoyeds and puppet cats, which are so vivid that they look like tea cups and glutinous rice cakes.

Aikuxun once gave Qiong Ren a batch of cute pet documentaries in the video of Tengfei. Among them, the most popular among the residents of the underworld is a Satsuma named Teacup and a puppet cat named Nuomici.

The more Qiong Ren looked at it, the more he felt that they were exactly the same, and then he thought about the name of this forum.

Could it be that the residents of the underworld entrusted their dreams to ask for it from their relatives...

This forum must be registered to see all the content. Qiong Ren was really curious, so he registered an account and named himself Paper Tie Lover.

After registration, the forum is open to read.

"It's really them dreaming..."

Several people have shared their experience in making paper bundles in the post, and some of them have ordered from professionals.

Speaking of which, the residents of the underworld don’t just have dreams if they want to. If everyone can dream without restraint, and want this or that with their family members, there will be no chaos.

Generally speaking, each person only has three chances to have dreams every year.If the person's desire is particularly urgent, or if there is any grievance, he will not be restricted by this rule.

Dreaming is also affected by many factors, such as the relationship between the dreamer and the dreamer, the time of the dreaming, and the location of the dreamer.

On special days such as before and after my death, Qingming, and Zhongyuan, it is easier to entrust dreams, and I can create more precise dreams and express my needs more clearly.

Qiong Ren became interested in this forum, so he exited from the current page to browse other boards. He suddenly saw that there was a sub-board named Qiong Ren.

Why does your supernatural forum have a section named after me?

Qiong Ren had an ominous premonition, so he clicked in.

I saw that the post on the top of the post was "Has my son been a moth again recently?" "

The poster's grandfather asked her for two cats in a dream, and she suspected that Qiong Ren had done something to cause this.

Qiong Ren: "Although it is indeed me, why do you have to accurately suspect me..."

He scrolled down the post, and some horrible replies burst into view without warning.

Qiong Ren's expression gradually became dull, and he read the reply with blank eyes:

"A few days ago, Qiong Ren caught two ghosts in the subway."

"He thought he hid it very well, but I could recognize him even when he was dressed as a mummy."

"The way Zai Zai punches the air is so cute."

"Miss Yin Yang Eyes live broadcasted the whole process of Zai Zai catching ghosts..."

"We just want to quietly watch him perform..."

He suddenly remembered the scene where Yan Moshe died and ran away not long ago.

Is this the one who causes people to die, and people will continue to die?

He thought his fans didn't realize that he could see ghosts at all, but the quiet time on Weibo was just the mercy given by fans, and the truth was so cruel.

Qiong Ren then discovered the following Jiajingtie.

"He thought he was good at pretending, but in fact we are better at pretending"

"The cuteness of the cub who is afraid of ghosts rushes out of the galaxy and goes to the universe"

"He watched ghosts in the house, and I watched him in front of the computer"

"Zai Zai and Mr. Su cordially met, suspected to open up a new field of film and television"

"Zai Zai Su Lao Zhou is gathered together, the release of the real ghost movie is just around the corner"

Qiong Ren realized that if they were asked to find the Scarfaced Man, the case would be closed faster than the Sisi and the Xuanmen Family, the City God had found the wrong person.

The author has something to say: The part of hell in this chapter is still based on the description of the Buddhist scriptures, but after my own understanding and processing, don't take it seriously, readers lead husbands and wives.

The part where the fans mentioned in the article watch him fight ghosts in the subway is in Chapter 31.

The author has something to say: The part of hell in this chapter is still based on the description of the Buddhist scriptures, but after my own understanding and processing, don't take it seriously, readers lead husbands and wives.

The part where the fans mentioned in the article watch him fight ghosts in the subway is in Chapter 31.