Miss Hu suddenly asked, and the errand said blankly: "Miss, this is out of procedure."
It was fine in the past, but now, they all have a very comprehensive system of the Temple of the City God, and if they can tell you about it in prison, they will show it to you.
But the other party is also the number one person on Miaogan Mountain. Everyone is from the underworld system. The emissary politely said: "Are you planning to visit the prison, which relatives and friends are locked up? I will give you a form to fill out first..."
Miss Hu looked at him with dark eyes, "Now, open it immediately."
"Boss, what's the matter?" Lan He was waiting for the information to be received easily, and she was puzzled when she saw that Miss Hu was suddenly aggressive. Although Miss Hu is usually arrogant, she will not make things difficult for people...or ghosts for no reason.
"I think there might be an acquaintance here." Miss Hu rubbed her nose again, her six senses were so keen, and the looming peeping was caught by her, and this sneeze was even more problematic.
Humans may sneeze because of allergies, colds, etc. She is a fox, and she is really worried about sneezing.
When Miss Hu said this, Lan He also flashed some thoughts in an instant, "I'll go, I won't."
Song Futan also returned to his senses, his mind changed, and his doubts deepened: "Then open it and take a look."
He quietly made a gesture to Lan He.
Lan He nodded calmly.
The two willow gates in Lan He's family, although their brains are not very good, they can't figure out why they want to open them, but they are keen to lose their temper, so they stare fiercely at the messenger.
Even Gentleman Gua Er, who was about to leave, stopped in a strange way, "What's the matter?"
Under such pressure, the policeman had no other choice. Although he shouted about the rules and regulations, between being beaten and breaking the rules, he still chose to open the City God Prison by breaking the rules. A door appeared in the void, and on the iron fence was a lifelike scorpion head with a red light inside, and from time to time there were screams of shrill ghosts.
"That's right here, it's almost full. Who are you visiting? I'll call her out." He thought to himself, if Miss Hu takes the lead in robbing the prison, then he can only hurry to report the letter. .
Lan He looked inside, only to see a fiery red, ghostly shadows, this place is a prison, a fire prison.
Miss Hu shouted inside: "Hu Duobao, do you dare to promise when I call you?"
Lan He: "..."
Hey, Miss Hu is making up the Journey to the West. And he reacted for a while before he realized that what Miss Hu was shouting should be Hu Si's real name, but Hu Si was actually called Duobao - just now he was pondering, if he could be so cared about by Hu's big girl, I'm afraid it wasn't the one of Hu Si. inside.
This space is independent, and a large number of sinful souls are imprisoned, and the atmosphere is complex and ferocious. If Hu Sizhen manages to infiltrate, it will be difficult to find out...
Before Lan He could figure out whether it would work or not, she heard Hu Si's voice really come out of it, full of energy, not at all like there was only one soul left, "Why don't I dare?"
"Just say it's you." Miss Hu sneered, Hu Si was so obsessed with her that it was okay to hold back. Although I don't know how Hu Si did it, if she hadn't been secretly spying on Miss Hu, she wouldn't have done it. will be noticed.
This belongs to Hu Si's instinctive reaction, and there is no way out.
"Open the door and I'll find her out." Miss Hu rolled up her sleeves.
"Don't worry about it." The door opened with a mouth, and the door opened with a click, and a hand as white as jade protruded out of it, with ten slender fingers, and the long bright red nails were particularly conspicuous.
Everyone present was stunned. As soon as Lan He reacted, he stretched out his hand to touch the soul rope around his waist. The clinker suddenly turned around, and he fell into a soft place!
what the hell...
Lan He's face was buried in the soft and slippery cloth. When he raised his head, he found that he had actually entered a new Chinese-style bedroom. When he turned to look, no one else was there.
Come on, hallucination!
With Miss Hu here, Hu Si can actually pull him into an illusion
Lan He wanted to burn her nails, but when she touched her body, she was suddenly stunned. At this time, the bedroom door opened, and a man and a woman walked in, both wearing suits and looking very capable, "Sir, you are awake."
"Oh... Yes, I'm awake." Lan He's hand reached his waist, but he didn't know what he was looking for, so he casually pulled on his comfortable pajamas, "What time is it now?"
"Nine o'clock." The girl walked into the cloakroom and matched Lan He with clothes, while the boy helped Lan He up.
"No, no." Lan He thought that she was not disabled anymore. After washing herself, she put on a black robe. Looking in the mirror, her tender face was set off by her hairstyle and clothes, and she became a lot calmer.
Lan He only felt that his mind was still a little confused, as if he had just woken up and forgot a lot of things. He went out with the two of them. Outside the window was a Chinese-style garden, with small bridges and flowing water, rockery and octagonal pavilion, with lush flowers and trees.
"...What's my identity?" Lan He said blankly.
"Have you forgotten?" The girl covered her mouth and smiled, "You are a national teacher."
Lan He: "??!!!"
Lan He said in shock, "I'm not acting anymore?!"
National teacher, what kind of profession is this!
"What did you say about acting?" the girl said incomprehensibly, her eyes moved, and she pointed to the courtyard, "Oh, Master Thirteen and Girl Fifteen woke up from hibernation."
Lan He saw a silver-white water snake swimming up in the pool in the courtyard. There was a maple tree on the bank, and a black snake was protruding from the tree, "Benlong is hungry, come on incense!"
This Liu Shisan knew how to eat.
"I'll do it." Lan He subconsciously wanted to do it.
"Why don't you come." The girl said, she made a phone call, and saw several people carrying a huge fragrant mountain and placing it in front of Liu Shisan, looking at him with awe.
When Lan He went downstairs, it was clear that the house was a garden-style villa. The area was so large that he couldn't believe it was the capital without looking at the location. Every detail contained the word "rich". In addition to this large courtyard, there is a sunken courtyard on the other side, which is much smaller, and Bai Wu lives there alone.
Hu Qijiu slept soundly on the sofa in the living room. Their tablets were placed in the study room with full glass walls and excellent lighting. You could see that the tablet of Mrs. Hu was also there, but the deity was not there.
In such a rich and laid-back atmosphere, it seems that there is nothing to do. Lan He sits in the restaurant and eats breakfast. At first glance, it is still very authentic Hunan-style taste, a bowl of soup noodles, green pepper and lean meat, with poached eggs and sour beans.
"National teacher..." Lan He pondered while eating, and seemed to be very powerful.
"Sir, since the Thirteenth Master is awake, should I take him to see Feng Shui today?" the girl asked.
"Oh, yes." Lan He said, "What feng shui to watch today."
Girl: "It's the location of the new airport. By the way, you helped the Ministry of Public Security to calculate the address of the fugitives last month. Are they still in the miscellaneous room when they sent the plaque?"
Lan He: "...cough!"
He waved his hand: "You can figure it out."
After eating the powder and resting for a while, Lan He went out with a few family fairies and drove all the way to the suburbs, which is the proposed airport address. Pedestrians who see their vehicles will take a few more glances, and some will salute. On the side of the road, Lan He could also see the huge posters of his family.
"Do they still have endorsements?" Lan He saw that Hu Qijiu was showing jewelry, and Bai Wu's endorsement seemed to be glasses and sunglasses. Chang Yueyuan advertises for real estate: "Where the king is, it is the dragon vein!"
Pretty profitable.
Sitting in the car, Lan He unconsciously touched her wrist, feeling that she had forgotten something.
In addition to Lan He's assistants, some leaders of relevant departments accompanied him at the scene. They respected Lan He one by one as a national teacher. He also mentioned some of the activities that Lan He had hosted before, and praised him in various ways.
"Hey, what I remember the most is when the national teacher went to Africa to ask for rain. That posture and technique not only moved the African brothers, but also loved the two countries, and also made me adore in front of the TV! It's really good for the world! "
"Well, I think that when it was still the World Cup, the national teacher prayed for the Huaxia team, which brought tears to my eyes..."
Lan He: "..."
Yes, is there
have it…
As soon as they talked, Lan He seemed to have an impression, but also seemed to not remember clearly, maybe because he didn't rest well yesterday, and he woke up ignorant about everything today, so he could only go along with it.
At this time, another person came over and said very embarrassedly: "The feng shui of this airport is a big deal, so, in fact..."
"Actually what?"
"Actually, our Minister Lin also invited the master of Juehui Temple to come."
Lan He's assistant immediately became irritated, making Lan He faintly miss (?), "I didn't say it earlier, but I say it now, do you think we are too small and can't tolerate people?"
The man immediately said: "No, no, this eminent monk doesn't look at Feng Shui, just to see if there is a soul of the dead."
"Why, won't we overdo it?" The assistant insisted.
Hu Qijiu immediately booed: "Don't take us seriously, beat me!"
As soon as her fangs were exposed, the other party was scared to death.
"Forget it." For some reason, when Lan He heard Juehui Temple, his reaction was different from theirs, and he didn't feel angry, and even looked forward to it.
The assistant was in a hurry and whispered to Lan He: "You don't mind at all? They clearly heard the news that the Zen sect was going to flourish and attracted people from Juehui Temple. The five channels of Weiyang, Caodong, Yunmen, and Fayan have long been predicted. In the next 50 years, from the self-consciousness of the temple, the five leaves and Chongfang will flourish again in the world... The surrounding area that Zen Buddhism came out last year went crazy."
Lan He: "... oh, right?"
Just as the assistant was thinking about it, a commercial car came.
Lan He took a closer look and found that the license plate number was actually Buddha A.JH108. He looked back at the car he was riding in. It turned out that the license plate was also special. , in contrast, Buddha A also has a lotus symbol.
Lan He: "???"
I feel a little ridiculous in my heart...
The car of Buddha A stopped, and a young monk walked down from the back seat. He was wearing a black Haiqing monk's robe. Although he had no hair, he had handsome features and a calm demeanor.
"Come on, this is the new abbot of Juehui Temple, Master Fu Tan. The ceremony was held last month." Someone introduced Lan He.
Lan He looked at the other party and felt that something was wrong in her heart, as if the other party was missing something.
The monks performed the eleventh ceremony: "National teacher."
"Abbot..." Of course monks couldn't shake hands, and Lan He returned the salute a meter apart.
Master Futan nodded to Lan He, "The poor monk wants to find a high place to look, where is the national teacher?"
Lan He stared at his clean wrist in a trance.
No, that's not right...
But he couldn't say it, the other party was a Zen master, and he was backed by Taoism, everyone could get along with a bowl of rice on the bright side, and they all contributed to the country, but they were still out of the family, and he couldn't let it go. Impulsively touch the abbot's hand.
"I, I'll go take a look too." Lan He felt that something was wrong with him today, where did this impulse come from.
"No, no, no, no."
Someone spoke up.
Lan He saw that it was Liu Shisan.
He shouted out the doubts in his heart, pointed at the Master Futan and said, "You are wrong!"
Master Futan said softly, "What's wrong?"
I also don't think it's right. There should be a red mark on his hand. Lan He thought to himself.
Liu Shisan said: "You met the national teacher, but you don't want to be close to the national teacher. You are a traitor!"
—Although I felt something was wrong in my heart and couldn’t find why, but with Liu Shisan’s character, I had to shout it out myself. When he shouted, the others panicked.
Even Lan He's assistant said with a green face, "What are you talking about, Master Thirteen!"
Lan He had the urge to go along with Liu Shisan, but he couldn't tell, until a sharp sting came from his hand, he looked down and suddenly realized something, it was all fake!
…
When he looked up again, the airport address, Buddha A, and Master Futan were all gone. It was like having a long dream. Now, he returned to the Temple of the City God.
I saw that Song Futan was holding Bai Wu's thorn in his hand, and he just stabbed him with this, Liu Shisan and the others also looked like they had just woken up, with expressions of disbelief.
That fantasy was so real that Lan He couldn't help but look at the time. He spent most of the day in the dream, but in reality, it was only half an hour, and now it's past midnight.
At this time in the capital, in the major theaters, the audience had already entered the theater.
They watched the familiar signs flashing expectantly, "Ghost Interest" was officially broadcast, and a young man with a pear vortex appeared on the big screen, and he walked into the world of ghosts and gods.
"You... Didn't become a monk?" Lan He was still a little confused.
"What did you see? It shouldn't be me." Song Futan was not involved in the illusion.
Miss Hu also woke up. Her illusion is probably not the same as Lan He's. Hu Si probably split it up. Looking at other things, what Yin Chai and Gu Erzhen, because without the help of Song Futan, stood there, not knowing what to dream about.
Lan He flashed his alertness, he felt... This illusion is actually more terrifying than the gloomy and terrifying illusion that Hu Si had set up before. In his dream, he had almost everything and was admired by everyone. Wake up, maybe he will always indulge in it, unable to extricate himself.
"Hu Duobao, you can do it, your skills are superb." Hu Da girl's tone was very casual, but seeing her ears pricked up, she knew she was extremely vigilant. Hu Si has always been inferior to her. dragged into a fantasy.
"The prison door is useless to her." Lan He thought of what she saw before falling into the illusion, "The Hu door is longer than illusion. She may have been confused by the eunuch at the beginning, and then she was able to hide in the prison. The most dangerous The place is the safest place. And just now, we, even Miss Hu, were fascinated by illusions, but they were all left with only one soul, so powerful?"
He wanted to listen to Miss Hu's analysis.
Song Futan said: "No..." After seeing Hu Si entering and leaving the prison as if no one was there, he became more and more sure of the guess in his heart.
Miss Hu's face became more and more difficult to look, and she realized something.
Lan He looked at them strangely, and his sense of unease increased sharply.
Song Futan looked at the statue in the center of the hall: In the past two years, all cases have been settled, and there are dangers, but no harm. To say that the only influence is the current capital, from Juehui Temple to Dongyue Temple, from Miaogan Mountain to Capital City God Temple... All incense surges.
Hu Si sat hunched on the ground with one hand on his chin, and said quietly: "But, isn't it a god who knows how to confuse people better than Humen?"
Lan He was stunned.
In the movie theater at this time, it was the first time that "Xiao Lai" entered the temple.
He bowed his head reverently in front of the broken statue. The statue was so tall that it cast a shadow over half of his face, and the shadow of long eyelashes was also cast at the moment. He said, "There is no place in Turin, nowhere."
In front of him, Lan He saw the cigarette smoke, the huge golden bronze statue was majestic, the god statue dressed in the red python robe was sitting on the throne, his eyes were slightly lowered, as if he was always looking at the good and evil in the world, and like looking directly into the hearts of believers. ,omniscient.
He felt a chill in his heart, and Hu Si's madness was originally deceived by a god...