An Shouxin's remnant was trying his best to gather, but Gu Er was so angry that he dispersed. Lan He only caught a wisp of it, "I can't bring it back to my life..."
"Huh!" Liu Shisan stretched out his head, and a gust of yin wind blew the remnant soul into a pulp.
Lan He: "..."
Liu Shisan looked at him indifferently.
Just as she was about to say something, she heard the voice of "Ah... ah..." not far away, Lan He turned her head and saw that there was actually a person sitting on the grass next to her.
"Where is the demonic wind, almost blew me away." This is a woman in a skirt. She tried to get up from the ground, but fell back.
Oh, there are still people here, the whirlwind was really big just now, don't get hurt.
Lan He worriedly floated over, looked down, and found that this beautiful woman had an unnatural blush on her face, smelled of alcohol all over her body, and Yintang was still black. No wonder she was unlucky to encounter a ghost whirlwind.
"You, give me a hand." The beauty looked up and said.
"..." Lan He felt that she was afraid that her luck was too low, so when she saw herself, she was so drunk that she couldn't tell the difference between human and soul.
Lan He looked back helplessly, and really leaned over to help her up, "Ma'am, are you alright?"
"Hey... I'm fine." The beauty said, and staggered for a while. Lan He saw that her knee was clearly bleeding.
Anyway, she was so drunk that she dazzled her eyes. Lan He stretched out her hairy paws and rubbed her knees twice.
"Well, okay, okay, I'm okay." The beauty took two steps, and she was still a little fluttering, but it really didn't hurt anymore, "Thank you, doctor..."
Lan He: "You're welcome, where is your phone, let me call your family to pick it up for you."
He took the mobile phone that the beauty handed him and sent her a text message.
The beauty stared at him blankly, and suddenly said: "Why did the doctor change to wear red, but you, you are so beautiful, don't be a doctor, go out-"
Lan He finished sending the text message according to the address book. After receiving the reply, she put the phone back in her hand, "Okay, wait here."
Beauty: "I think you're a little familiar. You look like... an actor. Really, doctor, you go out, you promise me."
"Wake up!" Lan He said into her ear, "I'm already red!"
Beauty:"???"
She couldn't turn her head around yet, but Lan He's companions not far away were amused and laughed.
When the family arrived in the car, they only saw their daughter sitting alone on the side of the road, and there was no one who helped her send text messages, so they quickly helped her up: "You, why are you drinking like this, go back soon - who will help you send text messages? SMS?"
"It's right there," the beauty got into the car and turned back, pointing to the empty place, "do you think he looks like a very popular actor..."
"Like like like, like Lan He, right?" the family said casually.
"It's not like Lan He!" She excitedly clapped her hands and waved to the window.
Lan He also held one hand behind his back and waved the other hand slowly.
Old Bai stroked his injured tongue and praised: "Hey, our father has been in office for half an hour, and he has such a style. He is worthy of being the mayor, and he is very close to the people!"
Everyone: "… "
Old dutiful son.
"Don't talk." Lan He was funny and speechless, took out the incense ash and put it on Lao Bai's tongue, and wiped it on Song Futan's injured hand.
"There are no more scumbags left in An Shouxin. I don't think there is any need to rush to return to life." Lan He said to Miss Hu, "Everyone has worked hard tonight."
The big girl Hu was very disciplined. When Lan He said this, she wanted to say something. Seeing Hu Qijiu staring at her pitifully, she said, "Exactly."
"Then we won't be drunk tonight, and this official invites you to drink and feast." Lan He raised his arms and shouted.
The crowd cheered: "Ooh-"
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half year later.
The lingering voice of "Ghost Interest" is still there, and "Old Stories of Mountains and Rivers" has also begun to be shown. Lan He's role as Master Jing Sheng has been praised by many people. The streets and alleys are full of discussions about whether Lan He can win the Golden Lily Award for Best Actor with the former. .
With his wonderful performance in "Ghost", he became a popular candidate for best actor. After the movie was released, it attracted a lot of attention. Jin Lily's various outposts have successfully won the championship. If Jin Lily can also be included in the bag tonight, it will be complete.
At the award ceremony, Lan He and Song Futan walked the red carpet together. After the release of "Ghost Interest", many audiences knew that the protagonist of this movie was created by Song Futan based on Lan He, and went to review it. Song Futan's "confession", this couple's CP has a very high national reputation, and everyone agrees with them on the red carpet together.
However, after the red carpet, Lan He actually disappeared for a while, only Song Futan was sitting in the same place, and the chair next to Lan He was empty. The netizens who watched the live broadcast were worried, why did Lan He go? Wasn't it because of a quarrel with Song Futan, or because the pressure was too much to collapse
Song Futan's expression seemed calm, as if Lan He was not by his side was no big deal.
The organizer was a little uneasy, and quietly asked Song Futan. There was no response in Lan He's lounge, and the best actor would soon be awarded. Lan He was a popular candidate. Whether he won the award or not, he had to It would be nice to appear here.
"He has something to do, so he should be able to catch up." Song Futan said, the other party was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he said again, "If he can't catch up, I will accept the award for him."
staff member:"… "
The staff hesitated, wanting to say that you just believed that he would win the award...
When the host really invited the guests, began to introduce the candidates for the best actor this time, and even played the clips of each candidate, Lan He hurriedly entered the venue amid the attention of all the people.
At this time, the big screen just happened to broadcast the part of Xiaolai killing God in "Ghost Interest" - although the name of the protagonist did not appear once in the film, but in subsequent interviews, the main creators tacitly called him Xiaolai, also for the audience. I don't understand it well, I guess it should be what Song Futan and Lan He are doing in private.
Lan He entered at this time, and everyone applauded. He bowed to the surroundings in his original position, then sat down, and whispered to Song Futan, "Huh, it's dangerous, I came back from the Yin Si."
Before Song Futan could ask what the result was, the presenter had already opened the envelope and said with a smile: "The best actor in the 53rd Golden Lily Awards is the one who played the most wonderful self--"
When it came to this, a whistle had already sounded, and everyone knew it.
"Lan He!"
Before Lan He's chair was hot, she stood up again, hugged Song Futan, and asked him quietly, "Does your hand still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt." Song Futan's left hand was bitten too deeply that day, and there is still a mark, which will take three years to heal.
Lan He hugged Song Qiyun again, and then came on stage and took over the trophy, "Thank you."
He said with emotion: "Thank you Xuanguang, Director Song, and all the staff of "Ghost Interest". As many netizens said, this is my 'sentence work', so I have deep feelings for it."
When he said this, Xiao Yuqian was still whistling from the bottom, which caused everyone to burst into laughter.
"I've read the award-winning words many times, and I want to say something different today. On the red carpet, a reporter asked me what I think of 'ghosts' outside the script. Do you really not believe in ghosts at all?" Lan He said that he is a well-known atheist in the entertainment industry, but everyone thinks it is a bit strange to mention this concept here. After all, there are no ghosts in the traditional sense in "Ghost Fun", but when the organizer saw that the leaders of the relevant departments at the scene did not say a word, they did not stop.
"Actually, I just think that the so-called 'ghost' is nothing to be afraid of. According to legend, ghosts are afraid of evil people. If you usually have a bad temper, you can throw fire on them. Ghosts respect good people, if you are usually kind and generous , the ghost will also worship you. He also said 'people are afraid of respect, ghosts are afraid of sending', it is difficult for ghosts to do anything when they are sent away, why should people be afraid of them, they are afraid of too many things, they are afraid of being sent away, they are afraid of spells, and they are also afraid of people. On the contrary, 'there are living ghosts around the head of the dead', and the living people who want to plot against you seem to be more terrifying than ghosts.
"I hope that my audience will be like Xiaolai, and their faith will last forever. When they meet gods, they kill gods, and when they meet ghosts, they kill ghosts. Thank you."
After Lan He finished speaking, he stepped down, and there was warm applause from the scene.
The audience watching the live broadcast also scratched their heads: "This makes some sense, but does he mean there are ghosts or no ghosts?"
"I think it's love, believe it or not. I remind you that you don't have to be afraid of ghosts. First frighten yourself stupidly. Ghosts should be afraid of us."
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"Xuanguang's hand is not very comfortable. We won't go to the party. We will go back to celebrate with our family." Lan He declined all invitations to post-award activities. Tonight, "Ghost Fun" won almost all important awards and is the worthy winner. . It's a pity that Song Qiyun's bronchitis is still stuffy in this crew, Lan He and Song Futan are also very low-key, and only the other main creators are happy.
Lan He drove to Juehui Temple. The temple was quiet and peaceful in the night, and the two walked to the meditation room. Recently, they all lived in Juehui Temple. In the past, Song Futan would come to live for a while every year. Although it is unnecessary now, it is cool and quiet here.
Lan He took Song Futan's hand and kissed his finger: "Take a break every day when I write, otherwise it will hurt again." Recently Song Futan was writing a new script, and the injured area hurts a little from time to time.
"I know." Song Futan embraced him and asked, "How's your talk in Yinsi?"
Previously, Lan He disappeared for a while during the award ceremony.
After Lan He succeeded in winning the sacrifice, he has been urging the Yin Division to transfer a new city god to come over - the city god is much busier than Wuchang, and even he can't go to other places, right
Where did Lan He get so much time, so he frantically asked to leave.
But the Yin Si and the Underworld are not happy, and I don't know if it's true or not. They say that they are all nervous. Since you succeeded in winning the sacrifice, it means that this is God's will. If you are too busy, then do it full-time.
Black and white impermanence is one of the few insiders in the underworld, and Lan He also knew that how Xie Bian had an attitude towards him in the past, it was strange that he didn't have a good relationship with Xie Bian before his reincarnation.
But after this encounter, Xie Bian felt that Lan He was not easy, and stood on his side to help him win.
Lan He started a six-month tug-of-war with the Underworld and Yin Si, vowing to defend his rights.
"It's finally settled. They sent a new capital city to take office, but I can't just leave the post." Lan He said.
Song Futan: "Continue to do impermanence?"
Lan He: "No, I was awarded the title of 'Honorary City God', enjoying the Yinsi City God allowance and special allowances from the underworld..."
Song Futan: "..."
Song Futan couldn't help laughing: "Do you mean to continue working part-time?"
"Then why don't you say that my mission is, I will do less work in the future, but I still have to do it, let me be the spiritual support, and the newcomer will be my deputy in handling trivial matters." Lan He said, "What spirit? Pillar, use me as a sign to intimidate evil spirits?"
Song Futan couldn't help but chuckled softly.
"It makes you happy." Lan He said quietly, "You can continue to be the grandmother of Chenghuang again, so happy?"
"..." Song Futan was helpless, and had already walked to the meditation room at this time.
The voices of the monks in Juehui Temple doing their evening classes were faintly heard, and I saw a cat wearing a collar quickly jumping past. In the courtyard full of moonlight, Master Fu Fu was dozing off in front of the stone table, his head was shaky, in front of him. The tablet on display was still replaying the evening's awards ceremony, apparently watching the live broadcast. This An Shouxin hangs up, Lan He is still the one who ascends the throne, and the mind of the Fufu Mage who was blinded by him is naturally clear.
The two weasels squatted on his knees, straightened their bodies, and poked his nose playfully with their tail hairs. It was Gua'er's two daughters, and one was not enough. He claimed to have helped Lan He be so angry that he was so mad that he forced the two in.
A silver-white snake poked out from the tree, quietly swept away the immobile mage's tablet, and skillfully tuned to the TV channel.
Old Bai, Hu Qijiu and Bai Wu were fighting the landlord, next to a bundle of incense making a bet, and Miss Hu as the referee.
As soon as Lan He came, everyone raised their hands and cheered, and instantly became lively: "Oh - congratulations on winning the award!"
The mage was so frightened that he almost fell on the table, suddenly woke up, rubbed his nose, smiled and clapped.
Seeing this lively scene of Hu Hu, Bai Bai Liu Liu and Huang Huang gathering together, Lan He shed the tears of a burdened parent...
Song Futan wiped away his tears, "So happy?"
"If you do this again, I won't give you the allowance." Lan He said.
"What?" Song Futan didn't ask Lan He what his special allowance was just now, and even thought that Lan He was complaining. Now that he heard it, it seemed unusual.
"The first month's allowance, I insisted on this." Lan He slowly took out a new soul cable, their previous one was destroyed by An Shouxin, "The above said if you want to change me directly to the real red line Come on, it's too rough to take the soul-hungry cord as a red thread, it looks like we are like a sinister. I said I don't, I just want this."
Song Futan was indeed delighted in his astonishment, and then he took a piece of the hook, and exchanged it with Lan He and tied it to the other party's hand, and immediately kissed.
Old Bai immediately took the lead in applauding.
The night wind shook the bushes, the night bell rang in the distance, and the little donkey came ticking and cupped their hands with their heads. Song Futan gently pushed its head away and kissed it even deeper.
"Crack." A black snake in the shade of the tree pressed the shutter with the tip of its tail, locking the scene into eternity.
The author has something to say: Thank you for your support for more than three months, and the text ends here. After two or three days of rest, I started writing the extra episode. I have been disabled and allergic for the past few days. I must take a breath.