Liu Shisan chased and scolded Lao Bai for a long time. The old white ghost was clever and fled after speaking, leaving Liu Shisan with her mouth wide open, revealing snake letters and fangs: "Ah—"
Big girl Hu said, "I don't know why, but Lao Bai has always been weird."
Hu Qijiu and Bai Wu also nodded.
Although Liu Shisan didn't know the truth, his suspicion was heavy, and his head swooped in front of Bai Wu: "You said it!!"
Compared to the cunning Humen, he chose to intimidate the deathmen.
Bai Wu hiccupped in fright and slowly turned his back to Liu Shisan.
"..." Liu Shisan circled around for half a circle, then turned his head to Bai Wu, and said sensibly, "Huh? You guys surnamed Bai, are you trying to harm me together?"
Bai Wu: "…"
Bai Wu held back for a long time: "I and he are not from the same family..."
Everyone has the surname Bai, but not the same Bai.
Liu Shisan sneered: "Hu Hu Bai Bai, it's not a good thing."
He twisted twice, the snake's head wandered, and his eyes were cold. It would be even more terrifying without the horn.
Bai Wu held his head and squatted on the spot, and began to shut himself off.
"?" Playing dead again, Liu Shisan scolded, "Get up! Get up and answer the question!"
Lao Bai ran away, Bai Wu ignored him, and Hu Men and the two stayed on the sidelines.
Lan He quickly dragged Song Futan into the house.
The first floor is well-lit, with floor-to-ceiling glass. Sitting on the sofa inside, Lan He clearly sees the black snake in the yard dancing incompetently for a long time, like a repeated gif.
This big girl Hu is here, not only is Liu Shisan lined up in the back row again, and he is furious, and there are other house fight scenes.
The four gates hold grudges very much. Miss Hu has beaten Hu Qijiu long ago. Although Hu Qijiu took the initiative to ask for peace this time, it still caused Miss Hu to be dissatisfied from time to time.
If Miss Hu was so talkative, she would not be Miss Hu.
So when Lan He came back from class, he saw Mrs. Hu riding on Hu Qijiu, holding Hu Qijiu's hair in her hands.
Lan He: "..."
As Hu Xian, as the steward of Miaogan Mountain, are there any more advanced tricks
Lan He asked Song Futan, "What's wrong with them?"
Song Futan glanced back: "Tell me which one you imitated on TV."
The two Hu Men said that Lan He was still stalemate: "Don't mess around anymore, does it look good?"
Miss Hu and Hu Qijiu said angrily at the same time: "You even gave her a flower?!!"
Lan He: "..."
But they are also casually pinching, just like Lao Bai's yin and yang strange words from time to time.
Moreover, because of her own position in Miaogan Mountain, Miss Hu was not allowed to be there at the same time as Hu Qijiujiu and the others, but she just descended from time to time.
The town has been settled. Lan He has lived a relatively peaceful life. Most of the time, he is only busy with his own work. After two months of courses and research in various aspects, he also joined the team and started shooting. .
The framing was all done in the capital, so there was no need to go out of town. Song Futan hasn't been so arrogant to move to the hotel where the crew is staying, but it's almost the same. Occasionally take care of it at home and often run to the crew.
The staff of the crew saw it and shouted boldly, it really doesn't look like it's just a good friend!
Lan He's costume is a long gown, and the actors on the set also wear old-fashioned clothes. Song Futan also came to visit the class today. He pinched his long shirt during the break and said, "I'm still thin. Grandpa asked me to bring you some soup tomorrow."
The director also made Lan He gain weight, but Song Futan still felt empty when he saw that he was wearing a long gown.
"Thank you grandpa for me. But you can't get fat any more, or you won't be able to join the show." Lan He smiled, thinking of this, and said, "When the filming is over, I'll take you back to Miao Nian."
This is to see the parents. They have been together for a while, and Song Futan has not urged Lan He to see the parents. He also does not know how Mr. Long and his wife are thinking.
But Lan He brought it up, no matter what, he intentionally confessed to his family, Song Futan held Lan He's hand: "Okay."
He saw that there were some ink stains on Lan He's fingers, apparently from writing while filming, and took a wet towel to wipe off Lan He. The people in the crew passed by, and they were all blinded.
Wiping and wiping, Song Futan saw two figures in long gowns appearing at the table. At first, he thought they were actors from the crew, but when he looked closely, he found that there were no shadows on the ground.
Song Futan calmly retracted his gaze and looked at Lan He.
Lan He was lying on the table, staring at his outstretched hand, seemingly oblivious.
But Song Futan, who was familiar with him, knew that it was definitely not the case.
The two of them wiped their hands so slowly, and listened to the two ghosts in long gowns talking with their sleeves: "Is it him?"
"It looks like it, but it doesn't look like... Did he find the wrong person, why can't he see us."
"Hey, it's not a rumor, I always think it's unreliable. It's coming for nothing."
One of them approached Lan He and shouted in his ear: "Come on, sir? Come on, sir?" Lan He didn't even hear the two shouts, and he shouted again boldly, "Come on rascal? "
After shouting, Lan He still didn't respond, and he clapped his hands twice with his companion, looking both scared and surprised: "Oh, I'm so brave."
Lan He: "..."
The ghost touched his chin and said, "It looks like it's really a rumor? How could there be such an outrageous rumor? It wasn't a car accident, and his face was crushed to death. How could he grow like this?"
Lan He also held his chin: "Yes, who is it?"
ghost:"… "
Lan He didn't even look at him, she just rolled up her sleeves and revealed the red marks on her wrists: "Wait for me in the dressing room."
ghost:"… … "
Passers-by saw Lan He speak in a low voice, thinking that he was chatting in Song Futan, and no one thought much.
Lan He was outside the dressing room, opened the door, and when he entered, he heard a ghost "ouch", "Who, who turns on the light."
"Your father." Lan He walked in and closed the door, "Who did you hear that I'm impermanent? Are you here to watch?"
The two ghosts trembled like a sifting chaff: "Lord come, we are also listening, listening to that other ghost, talking, talking... Really want to find, come to impermanence, preside over justice... Not intentionally to watch..."
Lan He: "Tell me first, who said that?"
The two of them were also a little righteous, and they lowered their heads and dared not speak.
Lan He said lightly: "Don't pursue it, let's talk."
One of the ghosts raised his head, "Really, really don't pursue it?"
Lan He: "What's the point of investigating, I just want to know who spread it out."
Lan He couldn't be angry, his vest was only a thin layer, so many people saw it, and it took two months for the ghost to hear about it. The speed of transmission is already very restrained...
- Mainly, Lan He and Song Futan made a bet to see which sect would spread the word first.
Now is the time to verify the bet.
The other party said honestly, it turned out that there was a Taoist priest who raised soldiers and horses, and he accidentally told the ghost soldiers that he knew about it.
"If you win or win, I'll say they're broken mouths." Lan He was overjoyed, "Okay, let's go."
"Come on, lord! There is also justice," the ghost pulled Lan He's shirt, "My bones were not buried properly, and my unfilial children and grandchildren were tricked by a magician and moved home..."
Lan He said speechlessly: "Although I am impermanent, but I don't do this kind of business. For this kind of thing, you can go to the Temple of the City God to register, and you can count on me to help you ascend."
He muttered: "Because of the queue at the Temple of the City God, I'm here to try my luck."
The incense in the Temple of the City God is indeed more popular than before, and I am afraid it will be even more busy. Lan He wanted to leave, and then said: "This is not an example. What are you talking about with this corpse, why are you digging up your corpse?"
Overjoyed, the ghost bowed to Lan He and said, "I have been buried for a long time, but after my death I cremated a piece of Guanyin bone and buried it together in the urn. God stick, when you see this, you say that you can take it back and offer it to bless your family. What blessings do you think this has! Please also ask the master to make the decision for me, and tell me to check the bones and return to peace."
Lan He asked inexplicably, "What Guanyin bone?"
He answered pitifully, "It's just that a piece of bone was burned, which looks like a Guanyin meditating."
Lan He glanced at him: "Do you still have this ability?"
The ghost bowed his head: "Yes, when I was alive, everyone said I was a hard bone..."
Lan He: "..."
Like this Guanyin bone, after tens of thousands of bones are cremated, it will not necessarily be cremated into the shape of Guanyin.
And there is a saying that different people have different shapes. If the eminent monks can still be called relics, but in most cases, they are just used as excuses to collect money. Even if there is a Buddhist fate, and the bones are incomplete, how can it be bless.
Just because of this, I have to pick it up at home to offer it up, not just pick it up casually. There is a ceremony to pick it up with a red cloth and invite it to my home. This process will cost at least a thousand dollars more.
"I see, tell me your name and address." Lan He wrote down the name and sent it to the people in Dongyue Temple. Professional things, professionals do it, they can't let him wear a mask and come to the door.
And people won't believe wearing a mask, and people won't believe it if you take it off...
The ghost thanked Dade and bowed again.
Lan He went out and threw his hands at Song Futan: "The vest is all gone, now the ghost knows it." He told Song Futan that the ghost had a Guanyin bone, "You said that after you died, you were cremated and sat down. The shape of a Buddha, or the shape of a lotus flower?"
Song Futan pressed him against the wall and kissed and hugged: "I don't want to be a monk, of course..."
"Hiss."
Lan He: "..."
Song Futan: "..."
As soon as the two turned their heads, they saw a horn snake head outside the window.
Lan He stood up with a low curse, closed the window, and walked out with Song Futan.
Liu Shisan: "??"
He turned into a human figure and walked in through the wall. He was fully injured and still wearing the collar. He said anxiously: "Wait, I haven't finished yet, of course what is it? Burn it into the shape of loving him?"
Lan He: "..."
Liu Shisan was the only one who would follow him to the set. Lan He ignored him and sat down and continued to read the script. Song Futan also gave Liu Shisan a dissatisfied look, "Are you alright again?"
"Ah." Liu Shisan yawned, "Is it okay, or you are too unprofessional, thinking about filming every day, why don't you get close."
Lan He thought it was ridiculous: "Although it's my first time in love, I wouldn't listen to you, a single snake, talking about soldiers on paper."
Liu Shisan: "..."
Liu Shisan was furious and said angrily, "Is this the attitude of raising dragons?! If you have a real dragon floating in your home, you should properly meet the requirements of the real dragon."
It happened that an actor in the crew said: "I asked my assistant to buy some dragon beard candy, everyone should eat it and get it."
Liu Shisan pointed to the other side, angrily saying, "Did you hear it, everyone knows that the dragon needs candy!"
Lan He: "..."
Just bullshit, thinking that everyone has a bad mind.
…
Liu Shisan has been grinding and chirping on the set for two days. When the sugar has been replenished, he is willing to go back to the park to patrol, and he has to talk about some crazy things like Longyou Jingcheng, you abuse dragons.
When Lan He went to shoot in the suburbs, Chen Xingyu and Chen Xingyang also brought Miaomiao to visit the class.
Miaomiao could already speak, and he shouted very loudly when he called Uncle Lan He.
"It's so cute." Lan He felt that Miaomiao had grown a lot bigger, and pinched his tender cheeks.
Chen Xingyu smiled and said: "Do you like it? Then you also find a partner and have one."
Lan He thought about his partner: "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult for me to be a partner."
Chen Xingyang was shocked: "No... You have a partner? When did it happen?"
"Uh..." Lan He thought about it, "It's been a while. I'll ask him next time and take you to dinner." Song Futan didn't come and changed the offerings at home.
"Then you're keeping it tight enough. Are you an insider or the crew know each other?" Chen Xingyu said in surprise, "What's the matter with the difficulty? Are you not in good health? Would you like to go to Miaogan Mountain and say goodbye?"
Lan He: "Let's talk about it."
On the Miaogan Mountain? Isn't that just seeing Miss Hu and Grandma Wang San, it doesn't seem necessary.
"Hey, when people are busy with their careers, what are they doing in a hurry." Chen Xingyang said.
Chen Xingyu smiled: "Yes."
Chen Xingyu opened a new room, and Chen Xingyang slept directly with Lan He. Anyway, he slept alone in the standard room. When Chen Xingyu took a bath, he handed Miaomiao to them.
Miaomiao loves to laugh in front of Lan He, Lan He teased for a while and said, "I'm going to take a bath too."
"Okay." Chen Xingyang took Miaomiao.
It took a long time for the child to take a fucking bath. Lan He went into the bathroom, and Chen Xingyu didn't come out. Chen Xingyang walked around with his arms around the child, and suddenly Miaomiao began to cry.
"What's the matter?" Chen Xingyang checked it skillfully, no hunger, no urination, no pain, no itching... Could it be that he couldn't see Lan He thinking too much
"Oh, do you miss Uncle Lan He? Is Uncle taking a bath?" Chen Xingyang coaxed.
Miaomiao pointed to one place with tears in her eyes and said, "Claws..."
Chen Xingyang looked along and saw a touch of red on the window sill. When he looked over, it was actually a piece of bright red nails.
Is the room not cleaned? It seems that Lan He also lived in yesterday. Chen Xingyang felt a little uncomfortable, and thinking of Miaomiao's crying, he opened the window and blew the bright red nails out.
He fed Miaomiao some water, walked around and looked again, all of a sudden the hairs on his hair would stand up.
On the window sill... there was still a piece of bright red nails, as if stained with blood.
"Damn it." Chen Xingyang cursed in a low voice. They lived on the second floor. This place was in the wild and out of the country. It was dark and dark, and there was still heavy fog, maybe it was smog.
He boldly opened the window and glanced out, especially if there were any footprints on the outside of the air conditioner. The further away, the visibility would be very low.
No. No trace.
Chen Xingyang threw the nail hard again.
This time, there was a faint flash of a sentence in the wind: "Hey, you're going to die."
Chen Xingyang's face changed greatly, he closed the window with force, and saw that Miaomiao was also crying, he hurriedly knocked on the bathroom door: "Lan He, Lan He?"
Lan He came out wearing a bathrobe and just finished washing, "What are you doing?"
Chen Xingyang felt relieved when he saw the upright Lan He, put Miaomiao in his arms, and held the corner of his bathrobe, "Damn, I just heard someone's voice outside."
"This is the second floor. It's normal to hear the sound." Lan He's face was calm.
"...Yes, yes, but Miaomiao also cried." Chen Xingyang didn't want to be too cowardly, "But, maybe I miss you."
Sure enough, when he was in Lan He's arms, he stopped crying, just like when he was a few months old.
Chen Xingyang hesitated for a while: "Also, there was a long red nail on the windowsill just now..."
Once lost, it reappeared. In the second half, it was a bit difficult for him to say it, and he always felt that speaking evil at night would be even more inviting.
"What kind of nails, the wind is blowing in, maybe some girl in red did the manicure." Lan He calmly walked to the window.
"I closed the window!" Chen Xingyang followed and walked to the window, and then screamed, almost urinating.
I saw a little green light floating in the night fog that was so thick that it was still shaking, and the cry of Miaomiao, which had just stopped, suddenly sounded again.
With his back to Chen Xingyang, Lan He's face changed. He felt as if he was being stared at by some dangerous gaze, even a little hairy, but he didn't show it.
Chen Xingyang was about to faint, "This, this... I, I, I call... "
"It may be the phosphorus fire, which is the legendary ghost fire. This place is out of the way. Maybe there is an old cemetery nearby. Human bones contain phosphorus elements." Lan He dragged Chen Xingyang with weak legs to sit down on the bed, and then stuffed Miaomiao. In his arms, "Wait, I'll go talk to the hotel."
Chen Xingyang understands the scientific truth, but the problem is that the atmosphere is really too weird, plus the sound and nails before, it makes him feel that he wants to see a female ghost anytime, anywhere.
Lan He wanted to go out, but he firmly disagreed, pulling Lan He: "You call or call the front desk."
"I want to go straight down and let them go and take a look." Lan He said slowly. He was also a little nervous in the bottom of his heart. He didn't smell the air of paper ashes, but it could be called a demonic air, which was extremely strange.
That little green light is definitely not a phosphorous fire, but it is the heart of An Chen Xingyang who is talking nonsense. He wanted an excuse to leave, just a good notice.
Lan He felt very uneasy in his heart, and felt that something was wrong. Where did this come from? !
It stands to reason that the golden roof has been repaired, the town bridge has been built, the five towns of light and dark have returned to their places, and the capital should return to peace. It is true that he has passed his birthday for two months... How can there be such a big movement, there are literally hundreds of ghosts haunting generally.
And I don't know if it was an illusion or not, he always felt that it was coming for himself.
…Ambush and beat him without any helpers by his side
But what went wrong, it took only two months for the town to fail.
"No, no, don't go." Just as Chen Xingyang was talking, he heard that no one moved the window, and the window opened with a "bang", and he was stunned for a moment. When the wind blew, something floated in and fell to the ground. It turned out to be another piece of bright red nails, and there was a small laughter coming with the wind.
"Gudong." This time, Chen Xingyang did not hesitate, and fainted after falling back. Fortunately, Miaomiao was lying in his arms, with tears in his eyes.
Lan He frowned, touched her wrist, walked to the window, and looked out coldly.
As soon as he appeared at the window, the green light shook more violently, and there was a shrill voice of discussion.
"It's him... Hee hee, it's not worth my peeping for a long time."
"I hate it, sister 109, don't squeeze me."
"That's right, it's him, he really looks rich, sucks..."
"I really want to go home with him and have a good time."
Lan He: "...?"
Lan He glanced at the fingernails under his feet, and the corners of his mouth twitched, feeling that something was wrong, and leaned over to take a closer look.
"Yeah! He finally saw it!"
With a low cry, the pile of green light leaned further forward and stretched out from the thick fog. It was actually a group of foxes with strange expressions. Green light flashed in their eyes, sharp teeth were exposed, and sharp claws were also open. As if to eat him.
They were crowded together, and when they were discovered, they scrambled to throw their nails on Lan He.
"Big sister and Seventy-nine can do it, so can we!"
"Try my nails =3="
Lan He: "..."
The author has something to say: What happens when the vest is dropped: We can all do it!