Crying to add lucky buff to Hades

Xie Lan moved his stiff body, he felt as if he had been reorganized, his whole body became extra light, as if he had become an angel...

Seeing that he sighed obviously, Song Nuo said softly, "Don't think about it, you are already dead."

Xie Lan: ...

Xie Lan:! ! !

The next second, he opened his eyes suddenly, his tone full of shock: "Nonuo? Why are you here? What did you say?"

Song Nuo held his chin, covered him with a quilt, and patted him on the shoulder: "You are dead, but because my master gave you the weaving, you will be a hospital working for the underworld in the future. Have you seen ghosts?" ?"

Xie Lan: "No."

"Oh..." Song Nuo pursed her lips: "Go to my haunted house when you have time, and get used to it."

Xie Lan: "Huh?"

"If you have the system of the underworld, it is equivalent to having the yin and yang eyes of human beings, and you can see ghosts all the time."

Xie Lan no longer knew what tone to use to perfectly express her feelings at this time.

His face was ashen: "Nonuo, please tell me what's going on first, don't let me die without knowing why, where is your master?"

Speaking of Lin Yuwu, Song Nuo's tone finally relaxed. He stretched out his hand and lifted Xie Lan's quilt: "Congratulations, you are out of danger. You took the blame for someone else. According to the crime you have on your head now, you will not How deadly, to what extent is it that you are hit by a car while walking, and the one who hit you must be the kind who is not responsible for the insanity! But you can’t find someone who will transfer your sin karma to you, in order to prevent you from suffering this kind of injustice after recovery. Endless torment, my master decided to let you die and become a ghost, with the establishment."

The quilt was suddenly lifted, and the cold air penetrated, Xie Lan subconsciously reached out to grab the quilt for himself, and was surprised to find that he could move freely like his healthy self before, which was what he had dreamed of since he was ill. matter.

"You mean, I'm just a cover-up?" Xie Lan was a little puzzled. He had been in the entertainment industry for so many years, and he had heard a lot about ghosts and ghosts, so he naturally knew about such supernatural things. incident, but he never thought that this incident would happen to him.

Song Nuo pursed her mouth: "Well, my master is dying of anxiety because of your matter."

"Who is your master?"

"Yan Wang." Song Nuo sighed.

After Lin Yuwu urgently rescued Xie Lan so that he would not be punished by heaven, Lin Yuwu looked for a way to stop the replacement, but it seemed to have no effect.

The master actually asked him to guard Xie Lan here.

He handed Xie Lan's mobile phone to Xie Lan, and began to talk to him about the situation he was facing.

"Just now your manager gave me your phone and said that when you woke up, you would send a selfie or something to clarify that you were just sick, not a serious illness, to appease the fans, and the hospital will cooperate with you."

After he finished speaking, his tone suddenly became a little sad: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I am very worried about you. If you tell me earlier, maybe you can find a solution."

Xie Lan was taken aback, and subconsciously raised his forehead: "I look a little sick when I'm sick. It was too serious at the time. I want to see you for the last time. I can see you at the first sight when I open my eyes. I'm very happy."

Song Nuo immediately interrupted him: "You have become a ghost now, you should focus all your attention on ghosts."

Xie Lan: "..."

Xie Lan scratched her head and said with a helpless smile: "It's just a feeling, nothing else."

"Your fans should be in a hurry. Just post a photo to prove that you are fine. I will leave when your manager arrives."

Xie Lan turned on the phone and saw that the last call displayed on it was Song Nuo. He was quite fortunate. If he didn't have a strong desire to call Song Nuo, then he should have issued a death announcement, not the healthy one. Sitting here talking and laughing happily with Song Nuo.

Although the topic of discussion can easily be regarded as crazy if others listen to it.

He turned on his mobile phone, took a selfie, used beauty to modify his pale and weakened face, and then posted on Weibo.

Xie Lan: I'm fine, I'm just hospitalized due to a common illness, please rest early.

The hospital also sent out the announcement that had been prepared in the first place.

The fans immediately felt relieved, and some fans were crying at home, but when the fans calmed down, the microscopes came again.

[There is a reflection next to the window, everyone can experience it for themselves. ]

[This thing is not an agent? ]

[I guess the mysterious man, after comparing the shoulder width ratio of the only Reuters, I think I have the truth. ]

[The managers are not here, but the mysterious man is here?Pick this point to post a blog, do you want to make an official announcement? ]

[The fragments of the mysterious man are finally assembled again. ]

Song Nuo didn't know that this photo caused an uproar on the Internet. When Xie Lan's manager came, he said goodbye to Xie Lan.

When he came to the underworld, he found Jian Muyan sitting next to Lin Yuwu. Black and white are impermanent. Hundreds of errants were sitting underneath wearing all kinds of clothes. Towed.

Untidy clothes.

He walked up to Lin Yuwu who was on the main seat, and tilted his head to look at the dossier on his desktop that was printed in an incomprehensible ancient language: "What are you looking at?"

Lin Yuwu pulled Song Nuo to sit next to him without hesitation: "Look through the book of life and death. There are two volumes of life and death. One is for the past life and the other is for the transformation. The past life records everyone's past. We are looking at the book of life and death." There is no one who committed a lot of crimes before his death but has a high merit value after death."

"How long will it last like this?" Song Nuo complained softly, "Then do you have to work overtime?"

Lin Yuwu nodded and sighed: "Yeah, I'm still on vacation and I have to go to work again. The life and death leaflets are provided by heaven, and they can't be broken, otherwise I would have torn this thing up."

It was rare for Lin Yuwu to tell a joke, and Song Nuo politely made him giggle.

The surrounding Jian Mu said that black and white are impermanent, Meng Po who is forced to work overtime after half of her hair was done, and many other errands: "...hehehe."

Song Nuo sat aside and watched Lin Yuwu turn over for a long time, tired of reading the densely packed words, he couldn't help complaining again: "It would be great if life and death were made into tables, and you can check whoever you want , just input and filter, it is best to set up a face authentication at the gate of the underworld, you can know your life with a scan, and then the system will automatically assign the six delivery, so you can save a lot of trouble! Tiandao usually does not play mobile phones or scan QR codes No face recognition?"

All the servants who were struggling to read the book suddenly looked at Song Nuo with burning eyes, "..."

Hei Wuchang got up tremblingly: "Programmer ghost, find a programmer quickly, develop it immediately, give me 007, add merit points! I can't hold it anymore!"

At this time, the Tiandao official group sent a message, whether it was blocked or not, they could receive the message immediately, because it was Tiandao who sent the message.

[In the near future, electronic equipment will be arranged to let the gods work to reduce the burden. Since a certain child made rude remarks, the condition is to make Song Nuo cry. ]

[The author has something to say]: Song Nuo: Why does my husband have to work overtime! ?

The first update, and another update tonight.