After Getting A Job in the Nether World, I Became Famous - Chapter 90

Ying Shao did not find anything, and laughed with his brother.

Lan He’s identity was spread in the circle. When the younger brothers knew it at first, it was also incredible. It was too good to think about this person. Then, just like everyone else, he brought the old man to play with the terrier.

Master Ying Shao did not understand these online languages, but asked: “What is Lan He behavior? Lan He is not…” Is that legendary impermanence? It’s kind of taking care of his apprentice.

Ying Shao’s brother immediately explained how to use the word “Lanhe”, “Isn’t his hat saying’Come all here’? But if someone says something like this, you can say that the other party’s Lanhe behavior, in addition …”

Lan He: “………”

Is this entry in the underworld dictionary?

Ying Shao’s younger brother was talking enthusiastically. There was a flight attendant who saw Lan He woke up and took off his blindfold. Because he liked him very much, he immediately came over and said: “Mr. Lan, do you need water or towels?”

Lan He: “Oh, no, thank you.”

Brother Yingshao who heard the voice: “………………”

Master has never heard Lan He’s voice: “What’s wrong?”

Ying Shao and Brother Shi slowly turned back, at that time their legs were soft and their faces were pale.

The flight attendant hadn’t left yet, and said strangely: “Sir, are you okay, are you uncomfortable?”

Lan He was still in a mood to laugh: “Hello, do you want to sign?”

Ying Shao: “Want, want…”

The flight attendant was relieved. It turned out that she saw a favorite star and the reaction was so big. She blushed and said, “I also like your work.”

Lan He generously said that he would give the sign. When writing to Ying Shao, he also smiled and said: “Write a wish you also improve your acting skills?”

Ying Shao: “… good.”

The flight attendant looked at Ying Shao curiously, “Are you also an actor?”

Ying Shao wants to cry or not: “Yes, one hundred and eight lines…”

After the flight attendant left, Lan He flicked his head, “Lan He behavior? I will show you what is Lan He behavior.”

Ying Shao grimaced and covered his head and opened the topic: “Wrong, wrong, let me introduce to you, this is my master!”

Master Yingshao smiled and said, “Ying Shao’s master Ma Qinghui is dependent on you to take care of him. In fact, these kids usually adore you.”

“Yes, yes.” Ying Shao’s younger brother said pitifully, “Come on, and my master is also a Miao person, and he is his own.”

Hunan is so big, how can the Miao be relatives, but Ma Qinghui’s hair is also gray, and the old man is definitely not losing money, Lan He said: “For the sake of the elders, I only play it today.”

…

The destination of the flight was the provincial capital of Hunan Province, but Lan He Chu started talking to Ying Shao and they continued to sleep. When we arrived at the airport of the provincial capital, we parted ways and had to transfer to the city where Lanhe’s home is located.

When it arrived at home, it was already evening.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw my uncles and aunts were also there. They all came to Lan He’s house as guests. When he saw him, he warmly greeted him: “Lan He is back, yo, and he brought friends? ?”

Father Lan laughed, contrary to his son, he didn’t know how to act. And at this time, what will happen if everyone knows the truth in the future.

But Song Futan naturally greeted them. What’s so strange about changing from a friend to a boyfriend: “I am a (boy) friend of Lan He. Come back and feel the atmosphere of a young man with him. Uncle and aunt are good.” Bring your own gift.

Teacher Long just took a moment, and took the gift: “Come here and be so polite. You haven’t eaten yet. I’ll warm up.”

Lan He also greeted the elders one by one. They were also planning to leave. They only said to Lan He: “If a friend wants to feel the atmosphere, he will take it to the village.”

Everyone in the city is finished in Chinese, and the atmosphere of the New Year is not as strong as in the village. If the scenes imagined by outsiders can only be seen in the mountains.

After they left, Lan He’s grandmother who was sleeping early was also awakened by Father Lan, came out on crutches, and mumbled a few words in Miao language.

Lan He hugged her grandmother and introduced her: “This is Song Futan, my friend.”

Grandma nodded and greeted Song Futan for dinner.

“Hello.” Song Futan didn’t understand. He always felt that he should not only say hello, but hesitantly looked at Lan He. “I don’t understand Miao, can you translate it?”

Lan He: “Ah? She speaks Mandarin.”

Song Futan: “…”

Lan He: “…”

Teacher Long smiled, “Haha Plastic Mandarin, the accent is too heavy, nothing, just let you eat.”

Lan He’s grandmother has lived in Miao Village for most of her life. She only used Miao language for a long time. Chinese is indeed average. With a strong southern accent, she spoke Mandarin with her friends in Lan He, and Song Futan thought she was talking about Miao. language……

This outburst made the atmosphere a lot easier, and Father Lan also tried his best to say in a friendly manner: “The north and south dialects are still very different, and there are ten different voices in the south.”

During this time, he also consulted a lot of information, and also read the works of Song Futan. Regardless of sexual orientation, the other party is very good.

Song Futan: “Cough… yes.”

He was a little cold and coughed twice, and when grandma heard it, he pointed to him: “Laba?”

Song Futan: “…Laba Congee?”

Lan He smiled and said, “Grandma said that Raba cut it, that is, pinch the butterfly. I told you, my grandma used to learn some herbs in the village before, and it can cure a little disease. The shape of the front chest is not like Butterfly or moth, so it is related to the lungs, we are called moth disease. If you have symptoms of lung disease such as coughing and wheezing, you can pinch and **** acupuncture points in the shape of this butterfly for treatment. ”

Moreover, the Miao doctor concluded that the butterfly parts may also change in different diseases, such as the growth of butterfly spots. For example, this skin is red and yellow. This is Papillon, and brown and gray are Papara.

Song Futan lowered his head and thought, with the clavicle as the midpoint, the front rib cage really looked like a butterfly.

Grandma enthusiasm asked to pinch Song Futan, just say pinch just fine, take him to the air-conditioned room and tell him to undress.

Lan He went to help Mr. Long. He had a good meal and fried a new side dish. When he brought it out, he saw Father Lan peeking at the door of his grandmother’s room. He and Mr. Long walked past curiously.

I saw that my grandmother was taking acupuncture points on the back of Song Futan, pinching both sides of the spine, and using a heavy accent plastic mandarin to say, “Lan He was often frightened and feverish when he was a child, so I pinched the butterfly for him. Their method, I said you use yours, I use mine…”

Song Futan only understood the keyword: “Lan He? Hmm… he would be more tired in the crew, but I urge him to eat, sometimes stew some soup, but not too much.”

Grandma: “Haha, your body is okay. The pinch is very swollen.”

Song Futan: “Well, grandma pays attention to the body, I think your spirit is also very good…”

These two people didn’t quite understand what the other person was saying. They were chatting for ten minutes in the cold room, sometimes they could even subtly meet each other.

Father Lan looked inexplicably touched, closed the door, and said to Teacher Long: “It was the same way when I went to your village. I didn’t understand Miao at all, and I talked to your relatives and just talked hard.”

Just as Father Lan received him because of Lan He and tried to receive him as normally as possible, Song Tan also because of Lan He.

Teacher Long smiled for a while, “You said this, I almost couldn’t hear it because I was boasting Song, I thought you were boasting yourself.”

Father Lan blushed, “Cough.”

Grandma’s ears are not so good, and you can’t hear anything else. Father Lan coughed. She heard them across the door and shouted, “Which cough.”

“It’s okay, Mom, have you pinched it, come out for dinner.” Lan father said.

Song Futan put on his clothes and came out to eat with Lan He. The three elders looked at them and saw that they were almost eating. Grandma said, “Lan He will take me back to the village tomorrow.”

Lan He originally thought that she heard that she said Song Futan came to see the characteristics of the Miao nationality, but Xi Si thought that the wording was wrong, “Is there anything in the Zhaizi?”

This is still three or four days away from the regular day.

The grandmother said: “A relative has stayed for a little half a year.

Frustration is what they mean by death. The relative of grandmother did not survive the New Year, she is going to see it. Lan He was busy.

Lan He and his parents didn’t agree with each other and waited for Song Futan to stay for a few days and chat with them, so they had a rest at night. Fortunately, there were four rooms at home. Song Futan lived in the room that Mr. Long packed up in advance.

Although Song Futan’s matter is not mentioned for the time being, another thing is to be asked.

Teacher Long asked Lan He: “You… are you still fishing for Yin Yin?”

At that time, Lan He discovered the eating of the underworld meal by Teacher Long. He said that there was a reason to do it, and it would be better in the future.

Lan He didn’t know how to answer: “Yes, but the frequency is much lower, so you don’t have to worry about it.” After all, the town has been decided, and it has made a name for itself. People who pretend to be Song Futan also have to fear him. Usually I was busy in the dark, so I took my hands and relaxed a lot.

Teacher Long was relieved, and asked: “Then you will send your grandmother to the village to be careful tomorrow, so that the grass ghost in the village can’t be found.”

The grass ghost is called Gu here, because it used to be a female legendary Gu technique, and it was called “Grass Ghost Po” or “Gu Po Po”.

Now in the cities outside, some powerful Gu masters are treated as honored guests by nobles.

In the Miao Village, everyone was afraid and hated of Gu Gu. Because the person who keeps Gu has to release Gu at intervals, otherwise he will be uncomfortable.

In the past, the stockades were very closed, and Gu Gu would harm the people and animals in their stockades.

These nurses usually don’t show up. Everyone guesses privately who is keeping the Gu, and they don’t dare to offend them. They have to be far away, and they don’t want to be seen their attitude, so as not to be hatred.

When Lan He was a child, a famous local Gu teacher wanted to accept him as an apprentice, but was rejected. Perhaps because his grandmother is a Miao doctor in the stockade, knowing how to dispel the innocence, and grandpa is also a dressmaker, even if the other party is careful, he can’t do it.

…

The next day, Lan He drove the grandmother’s car up the mountain and brought Song Futan. The grandmother was still nagging on the road: “People are down at night. When you go to the house at that time, don’t get too close. Take away…”

Pay attention to the down time here, men are better at night, and daughters are better during the day. If the woman is down at night, she is afraid to go alone, so she needs someone to accompany her.

Lan He said: “It’s alright, you should have someone to do it.”

The grandmother sighed: “There is no longer any boss and priests who have crossed the street. They all go outside to make money. The old boss who is now in Zhaizi is very young, and the old one has been dead for several years.”

The old company is the Miao nationality’s name for the wizard. As opposed to the Miao old company, there is also the guest old company, the Han nationality’s wizard. The so-called crossing the street means that the old company has a certain level and is more powerful.

There are both old masters and priests here. Everyone’s division of labor is different from that of the capital. Because there are too many mage who eat the underworld meal, the service is divided very finely. There are only a few here. For ordinary things in the house, such as haunting and evil, look for the boss. For things outside the house, for example, when people are down, they have to perform funeral ceremonies.

Lan He comforted a few more words, and the mountain road in about two hours reached the village.

Zhaizi is built on a mountain, the path is winding, Lan He and Song Futan help grandmother to walk on the road from left to right, bypassing the houses, mostly hearing Miao language.

As soon as a fork approached, Lan He heard Chinese.

“My God, Master is too good at acting, it’s not the same as Yijin returning home.”

“I usually kick my feet and curse people, just don’t mention Dosven, Master this time, slightly Lan He.”

Lan He: “………”

Just a few more steps, Lan He met Brother Yingshao who was crooked.

Ying Shao saw him and sprayed, “Cough, cough!!”

Grandma immediately conditioned reflex: “Laba profile…”

Lan He held on to her grandmother and said with a smile: “You have a lot of usage of this term.”

Ying Shao and Brother Shi came over and were kicked by Lan He.

“Lord, why are you from this village?” Brother Shi said with a sad face.

“I also want to say why you are here, I have never seen your master.” Although Lan He grew up in the city, he would accompany his grandmother to the village from time to time. There are not many people here. If Ma Qinghui is Zhai, he is not unimpressed.

“Master has been out and about for many years and has always wanted to come back to see, plus this time I heard that a childhood elder passed away, I decided to come back this year.” Ying Shao pointed to the family behind him, “I’m walking relatives Laiye, I heard that many people in a village are relatives. It seems that everyone is really a family.”

Lan He asked: “Grandma, do you know Ma Qinghui?”

Grandma pondered: “Ma Qinghui… seems to be…”

When Ying Shao heard that they were Lan He’s grandmothers, they came to ask for help, and then fell into the whirlpool of grandmother’s plastic seedling like Song Futan. But it seems that Grandma really has an impression of Ma Qinghui, saying that he has not seen him for many years.

“Yes, my master went out very early.” Ying Shao said with excitement, it was terrible, and he had to become a relative with Lai Ye.

At this time, Ma Qinghui came out of the house, and when they saw them, “hey,” he looked at her grandmother and said, “Aunt Cousin, are you? This is Xiaohui.”

Grandma remembered it completely: “Xiaohui, yes, Xiaohui! You haven’t been back for a long time.”

Ma Qinghui salutes her grandmother and is genuine: “The thing I miss most is you and Mother-in-law, but unfortunately I didn’t see the last side of Mother-in-law

His family refused to let me burn paper. ”

“How can I not allow it.” Grandma said angrily.

Ma Qinghui said flatly but firmly: “Because I am a grass ghost, but I already plan to go again at night.”

Just now he went to be a guest in someone’s house. Even if decades passed, people were afraid of him and dared not offend him.

Grandma froze for a moment and went to see Ma Qinghui’s finger, “You really…”

Ma Qinghui introduced lightly: “Yes, these are my apprentices, and they are also grass-fed ghosts. But my aunt is assured, I will not just let go of everyone.”

“…Alright.” Grandma said startled, “This is my grandson, and his friends…”

“I know, I know.” Ma Qinghui smiled at Lan He. “I didn’t expect everyone to be relatives. By the way, we are brothers.”

“Brother.” Lan He looked at Yingshao again, “Brother, no, great nephew…”

Ying Shao: “…………”

I thought I was a relative with the old man, but I didn’t think about the seniority problem. They are still a generation short! It turned out to be the brother next door, and now he became a nephew!

“I still have a few families to come to the door. You should also look at the mother-in-law. You go first. Let’s see you later.” Ma Qinghui said, and strode away with his apprentice.

The grandmother sighed and said to Lan He and Song Futan: “His mother originally married into our village. His father died early, and his mother took him alone. Because he looks beautiful, some men will help cut wood. When they fetched water, they said that his mother was a grass ghost and gave her a guts, all of whom were isolated. Later, there were children in the village who were guilty of babies, and they all falsely accused him and went to his house to beat them. His mother later became ill, only Longma and I bothered to give me some herbs.”

Mother-in-law, like her grandmother, is a Miao doctor, but even if they testify that Ma Qinghui’s mother is not a grass ghost, everyone does not believe it. Later, Ma Qinghui’s mother was ill, and Ma Qinghui had not returned for many years after leaving Zhaizi, and became a real Gu teacher.

However, the offspring of the mother-in-law of Long will also be herbal medicine, and they are not too afraid of raising Gu, so they dare to stop Ma Qinghui.

Song Futan thought deeply: “A lot of Gu Gu legends are just for people to eliminate dissidents, just like the witch in the West.”

Lan He didn’t really know this. He didn’t grow up in the village, so he heard some Gu Gu and Gu Po legends, but he didn’t know that there were still some people who were wronged.

These people don’t understand Gu Gu at all, so people are gradually, afraid and bullied, and have the courage to break their Gu Gu-it is said that crack Gu Gu is not only looking for experts, but also directly smashing the Gu Gu container. . Everyone can be beaten upright.

Think of it this way, Ma Qinghui is really a victim. Such a childhood made him rebellious, and even determined to really raise the Gu. But his mentality might have changed again in the meantime. He never came back, and he didn’t go back to the village until this age.

“Let’s go.” Grandmother said, and after another mouth, she arrived at the mother-in-law’s house.

Her coffin was parked in the hall, and her family Dai Xiao, with the words “Being Important” posted on the door, told everyone that the family was doing funerals.

Mother-in-law’s son saw her grandmother and greeted him quickly, “Aunt, you are here.”

“Hey, I’ll send Afeng.” Grandma wanted to enter the house to see her old friend, but was stopped by her son. “Auntie, just burn paper here, don’t go in. The Taoist said that my mother’s time at night was wrong. , Shrouds can’t be put on, and people will be taken away to accompany her.”

The grandmother said sadly: “I am at this age, if you want to take me away, take me away.”

The mother-in-law’s son is speechless, “That’s not the case…”

Grandma is older than him, and has a little prestige. He doesn’t seem to chase Ma Qinghui.

Lan He blinked and said, “Uncle. I’ll put a paper-cut person on the door, so take the avatar if you want.”

Grandma knew that Lan He and his grandfather had learned to cut paper, and agreed: “Yes, you can use paper people to crack it.” Although she only knows some herbs, she has lived for a long time, and she knows the methods of some old teachers and Taoists.

The other party looked at Lan He with a surprised look and carefully recognized: “You are… my aunt’s grandson.” He doesn’t watch TV very much on the Internet, and he doesn’t know that Lan He is an actor outside.

Lan He: “Yes.” He pointed to Song Futan and wanted to introduce Song Futan.

Mother-in-law’s son is also named Long, and his parents are of the same surname. This person’s memory is not very good. He only knew Lan He and his grandmother, but he was always reluctant to reveal that he could not recognize it. This, this is also in our stockade. I haven’t been back for many years, but I remember, it’s our row…”

Song Futan: “…”

Song Futan: “Not…”

Uncle Long interrupted him: “It’s definitely not in this row that I often come to play, often with him, I remember.”

Lan He: “This is my out-of-town friend. This is my first time.”

Uncle Long: “…”

Uncle Long said with a blank expression: “Oh. Such.”

Lan He wanted to help the paper-cutter. Uncle Long still pulled him and said: “Regardless of it, you are a young man! You don’t know the rules in the village. Many people look at it, otherwise they will see you in the eyes of the old lady and take you with you at night, asking you to die on the spot!”

Lan He: “…”

…Sorry, not only am I not afraid to die on the spot, I can also die repeatedly, and I can send your mother a ride after my death.