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

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For the first time, Mr. Ma listened to Yin Yin’s pretense, and it’s not good to vomit, but I don’t know what to do at the moment. If I don’t want money, do I need incense?

Ying Shao should have a better understanding of the old man and quickly figured out this section. When he entertained the old man, the incense and paper money was not much used. This is the old man of the hell.

He immediately said: "The incense paper money and the like are next. We come here and the master likes to appreciate the food. Mr. Ma, did you bring a crooked phoenix?"

"Oh, that's what I mean." Mr. Ma said that this was strange, and he quickly unrolled the tin foil that covered half of the roast chicken and offered it forward.

Although it’s not as hot as when it’s out of the pan, it’s still tempting to see its brownish luster, and Mr. Ma is also very confident in his family handicrafts. The sauce, even the chicken **** are also very tasty, and they are not firewood at all. When they did not go out, they all lived on selling roast chicken. Master, please appreciate..."

Lan He's eyes lit up and immediately greeted Song Futan for eating.

"You eat, I am not hungry." Song Futan said, he is still in a very good mood, but the reason is not good for outsiders.

What he said was the truth, but Ying Shao and Mr. Ma tasted something else. Ying Shao wears a filter and feels that the coming master and the walking master have the same thing, but Mr. Ma said with heart, there is no difference between money and love, or courtesy, or they dare not compete with another.

——Don’t look like the old man appeared besides pretending to be forced, and he didn’t do anything else, but look at the yellow skin family squatting so honestly, is it so easy for the yellow skin to lose? The immortal family in him failed to fight...talk win!

Although the old man came to pretend to take off and there are his colleagues here, Mr. Ma poured out all the paper money and wanted to burn them.

Yu Hangjia also burned together. Although he could not see Lan He, he knew that Mr. Ma and they were all pointing in a certain direction, and also said to that end: "It is also too late, only these yellow papers. There are also beautifully printed Netherworld currencies. , I'll burn it for you next time."

It's still impermanent not to say that the old man came to rescue them today, but I can't respect it.

"Hey, this is not necessary." Mr. Ma said, "Actually, those printed underneath are not hard currency. Such yellow paper is better. Especially for the ancestors, the filial sons and grandchildren chiseled themselves, and the color is better. , Very useful!"

Yuhang Jiaburn paper is prepared by people. I don’t know if there is such a rule. I really shouldn’t be in fashion. "Good."

"If you don't say it, you don't really want it, let it go to the souls of the dead here." The old man really has a good manner, fanned out, and the paper dust fluttered.

Mr. Ma was shocked. He was not pretending to be generous. Did Dong Yueyin's secretary pay close attention to the work style recently?

Lan He sat down and enjoyed the roast chicken. Just lift the mask a little, and then he was sucked into it.

The smell of roasted chicken is overflowing, and the eyes of the real family of melons are all upright. Mr. Ma has a fairy family. After being reminded by Yu Hang Jiayi, he noticed that the saliva ran to his chin unconsciously, and quickly wiped it.

This roast chicken was originally prepared for them...

The daughter of Real Man Guagua couldn't help but took two steps forward, squatting, sniffing his nose, and looked at the roast chicken pitifully, with the two meaty toe claws on his chest and his tail slowly shaking , Douzi eyes are full of longing.

Gua Erzhen swallowed and said desolately: "Daddy was in the village, his life was better, he had enough chickens, and now there are anti-theft nets and electric lights everywhere. Unfortunately, you can't be greedy..."

It said, and then peeled off the melon skin and wiped his face.

Yu Hangjia shivered at Huangpizi's words, and saw that everyone else's expression was calm. But seriously, the little weasel looks so cute, even he was touched.

The old man came to take a look at the roast chicken, and it really touched, "Children haven't eaten chicken? Is it impossible?"

Gua Erzhen's daughter nodded, touched her furry, soft belly, opened her eyes and looked sadly at Lan He.

Lan He sighed: "It's too pitiful, then I'll eat faster, lest you look sad."

Gua Erzhen family: ".................."

Everyone: "..."

Gua Er's daughter turned around and fell into his father's arms.

Mr. Ma secretly said, Yin Yin really has no human nature.

Lan He sighed: "It's really delicious... well? Do you still talk about it?"

Just look at him.

Really Gua Er and Mr. Ma recovered, and gave up the illusion that he would share it with himself.

Mr. Ma and Yu Hangjia discussed a few words. According to their rules, the Yu family and the weasel had grievances. It is best to provide them as family immortals and resolve their centuries of hatred. But Yu Hangjia was really unwilling, and could only pass it on with another thought.

It stands to reason that Yu Hangjia is not short of money at all, but he thinks that this yellow skin is a bit powerful...Although the yellow skin is uncertain, he still whispered after thinking, "If he is a fairy, he will be my family Jiaxian, or Yujia?"

For a moment, Mr. Ma whispered, "If your family has no separation, you can only be the family fairy of the Yu family. But if you usually worship you, you will naturally be biased towards you, and the separation will follow you in the future. "

Yu Hangjia nodded and said: "Then trouble Mr. Ma and talk to him. I am willing to reconcile with him and welcome him to my house to be a family guardian."

Mr. Ma understood, and asked Gua Erzhen: "You should be a yellow-skinned man who has been practicing in Shangxia Mountain for two hundred years, and the name is Gu Erzhen. This is a cause for redress, right?"

This was discovered by the fairy family in him.

Gua Erzhen nodded and said, "Yes."

Mr. Ma was relieved when he heard it, and Ingua Erjin was willing to answer, that is, he also had the intention to go to Yu's home to be a Baojiaxian. He then asked, "Then I will be your master, and you will be in Yujia's furnace since then. Will you? You rely on Ma Zi to receive the incense lamp, and Ma Zi depends on you to pass the scene."

Of course, the Ma Zi here is different from the one referring to the girlfriend. He is talking about the disciple.

This Baojiaxian also wants to join the faction. Generally, the Xianjia who conquers it will recognize this Xianjia as a master, that is, the Shixian, who will then lead him to practice. Corresponding to this, the patient should also recognize Ma Xian as a master.

But the real person of Gua Er shook his head, and even contemptuously said: "You have never beaten me and recognized you as a master, that is impossible."

Mr. Ma was a little embarrassed and unable to refute. His negotiation process was indeed not the same as normal. He relied on foreign aid to overwhelm Gua Erzhen, "...So what are you going to do?"

Gua Erzhen smiled with a smile: "To worship, I also come to the master to be a teacher."

Mr. Ma is speechless. There is no one in Baojia who worships ghosts as a teacher. This is illogical.

But the real man Gua Er smiled cunningly, and said earlier: "What do you mean if you pull a gang, and the family with the surname Yu already has money. You don't need a master like you."

Mr. Ma: "..."

Gua Er's truthful words are rough, and Mr. Ma fell silent.

"Let you worship a teacher, why is there so much nonsense, and I want to hug my thighs." Lan He ate the roast chicken made by Mr. Ma, and said, "I see, you recognize Mr. Ma, what you can't beat you, I see Morality is much stronger than you."

Gua Erzhen shouted: "Whose words are better than me!"

Lan He: "..."

Everyone: "............"

Wow, what a shameless weasel.

At this moment, Mr. Ma even felt that perhaps it was right for him to come to the master. Only by coming to the master without humanity can he calm down the shameless melon.

Gua Er's eyes turned, "However, since it was introduced by the grandfather, I am definitely willing, hi, I recognized it."

This is really fortunate to have a lord, Mr. Ma said: "Then... Then, President Yu, you can choose the right time to set the furnace, and set up a card for the real person of Gua Er. We can talk about the specific process later. Lingzu’s cemetery is handled."

There are many steps to welcome the fairy family like this, not only to prepare the cards, but also to write the table, etc., and can't be busy in this place for a while.

Really melon, I rummaged under the tail and found a paper dragon. Yu Hangjia looked at it, and I lowered my voice.

This piece of paper is clearly part of the original manuscript of the logo design. It has been placed in the bank safe. I didn't think of it this time to check it. I didn't expect that it was in the hands of a real person. In this way, has the manuscript been damaged?

Wait, Gua Erzhen will have to go back. Since I can pull it off, I might be able to fight back intact, and Yu Hangjia has a little more expectation.

I saw Gua Erzhen blowing a breath at the piece of paper, and said the mantra: "Go!"

The pieces of paper were scattered into fly ash.

Yu Hangjia stayed blank, quickly took out his mobile phone, and took a look at the official website. The joy was overwhelmed with words: "... back!"

The dragon on the logo has indeed come back. The problem that any expert is at a loss is solved.

Yu Hangjia's heart was a big stone, and he finally fell to half.

...

Because the tomb of the great-great ancestor of the Yu family had already been destroyed, even though the second person of Guagua had already fallen down, Mr. Ma suggested to open the grave immediately, and choose to re-buy it at the lucky day.

"But it may be necessary to invite Mr. Yinyang to come again. I am not very clear about this burial." Mr. Ma said honestly and asked Yingshao, "Will you?"

Ying Shao also shook his head.

In fact, they can’t say that they don’t know at all, but on the side of the capital, the business division of eating the underworld meal is already fine. Mr. Ma basically didn’t touch on this aspect, and the fairy families on him were too neglected.

Lan He ate their roast chicken and wanted to finish this matter quickly, saying: "I will, if you pick it up now, I will tell you how to pick it up."

He used to pick up bones with his grandfather for the old grave at home, and at that time it was still buried in a burial place. The coffin was rotten. He had to find the bones in the mud. In short, he knew the old rules.

Gua Erzhen said flatteringly: "The people who have died are not the same. We need to collect bones from the old master and do our filial piety if necessary."

Lan He: "..."

Lan He: "... It's not your turn to be a filial son and grandson. This should be picked up by your immediate family."

Yu Hangjia was a bit anxious when he saw the time, and the bones could only be carried out in the middle of the night. He immediately called and reported to the father about what the Logo found, and then mentioned that the bones need to be picked up now. , By the way, get him a new suit...

Yu Hangjia's father came hurriedly with several other children. He handed over the matter to Yu Hangjia, but such a major event of burial could not be present.

They knew that Yu Hangjia had done things, and each had their own ideas, but Yu's father was satisfied, he had seen it, and the dragon on the logo did come back.

"I didn't expect it to be done so quickly?" On the way, Yu Hangjia's brother murmured.

Father Yu said with a cold face: "Why, are you still too slow?" This is related to the grandfather's cemetery and the luck of the Yu family. He actually wanted to fight that big brother.

"No." The brother said quickly, "Just thinking, which master is so powerful, and the Master is unwilling to go out of the mountain, I am also worried."

Father Yu was silent, but he didn't know which gentleman solved it this time. This time it was Yu Hangjia who handled it alone.

When they arrived at the cemetery, they saw that there were a lot of staff. Shoucai and other items were brought in. The most weird thing was that the squatron squatted two big, two small and four weasel!

"Brother, this, this thing is..."

"Little brother be careful." Yu Hangjia said seriously, "This is our family's immortal-Gua Erzhen."

If it was before, the weasel squatted down on the grave, which is certainly not a good sign, but now the squat is really squatting here, but it is protecting his coffin. Despite the previous injustice, once he was "talked about" and turned into a family guardian, he would perform his duties.

Father Yu also knew the rules. Although the name "Jing Erzhen" sounded strange, he immediately glared at the younger son, and then took them to burn and burn it to Gua Erzhen.

Gua Erzhen sat on it, his eyes glowed with red light, and he looked at the Yu family, making them a little dazed. Huang Xian's eyes are really evil. Fortunately, nothing happened.

"Also, Dad, this is Mr. Ying and Mr. Ma who have taken a good look at me this time." Ying Shao introduced by Yu Hangjia first is because he has a deep friendship with the coming master, "Tonight is very dangerous, especially Thanks to Mr. Ying, Huang Xian, who had a holiday with great ancestors, invaded the Yin Mansion before he broke our feng shui. Now the Huang family is willing to accept my incense offerings and has returned Xiaolong."

Yu Hangjia's brothers and sisters had different looks, how could they not know Yu Hangjia's thoughts. They all heard about Jiaxian. The savages only asked Jiaxian to bless Chai Miguan, but this one was obviously repaired unusually. People in the whole country are paying attention to this matter. Big Brother is afraid that he will not be blessed by misfortune.

Ying Shao was ecstatic, barely keeping the style of high man, nodding slightly, and not forgetting to blow the old master, "Ashamed, also come to the blessing of the old master."

Yu Hangjia nodded again and again: "That's natural! It's my pleasure to come to the lord for the ceremony."

You and I, Yu Hangjia’s brothers and sisters, look at me, I look at you, and whisper to discuss, this is the old man... Which god? Folk folk god, or the fairy family he enshrined?

Yu Hangjia made a gesture on the left side of Yingshao, and introduced respectfully: "This is the colleague who came to the old man and the old man's home, but it is impermanent!"

He also couldn't see Lan He, but just introduced it according to Ying Shao's position.

Everyone was surprised, even Yu Yu opened his eyes slightly. Impermanence may not be the most famous god, but because it is directly related to people's death, it will always arouse more awe.

A group of people were pointing in that direction. Their expressions were quite amazed and nervous. Although they could not see them, they were impermanent...

Lan He, who has walked to the right: "............"

Mr. Ying Shao and Mr. Ma just stopped talking... But it seemed not so good to make President Yu embarrassed.

Lan He urged: "Forget it, hurry up, you can't see the light after picking bones and tails!"

It must be done after dark and finished before dawn.

Because the deceased has been dead for a long time, the small shou wood is used. The entire length is only about one meter and three, with a big red color.

Burning incense candles first, Yu family members bowed down by seniority before opening the tomb, Yu Hangjia's two younger brothers covered the coffin with umbrellas.

After the coffin was opened, it could be seen that there were scattered corpses inside. It was really a mess, interspersed, and shaken for half an hour in the lottery machine.

The faces of Yuhangjia's family were all white, and Huang Xian was messing up. They also knew that the dragons on the logo ran away, and even saw the living yellow skin squatting the coffin, but this was a living visual stimulation.

"Let's pick up bones and enter the coffin." Ying Shao turned to Dalanhe, "from head to toe, in order, no less than one piece."

This must be carried by an immediate family member, and Yu's father is old again, so Yu Hangjia stuck his scalp close to the coffin and used red bamboo chopsticks to find the head in the pile of dead bones.

This is the best way to find it, but when Yu Hangjia pulled it out with chopsticks, he found that the skull was empty, and he did not find it in the bone pile for a long time, and the sweat on his nose came out. "The skull of the great-grandfather , It seems to be gone..."

The coffin is well sealed, and you can see when it was just opened, and the bones are scattered. Why is there one missing piece? He couldn't help looking at Nagua Erjin.

Lan He suddenly remembered something and glanced at Song Futan.

Song Futan: "Should..."

Lan He: "Maybe..."

Isn't that the one that scared him before?

Lan He glanced at the real person of Gua Er, and saw that he scratched his face pretendingly, jumped off the coffin, and ran in the direction before, saying: "... wait a moment."

"Ah? Hold on, hold on!" Ying Shao hurriedly said to the tangled Yu family.

I saw that Huang Pizi ran out, and when he came back, he was holding a big skull, and he handed it to Yu Hangjia. Yu Hangjia had a numb scalp and took the skull from his hand with chopsticks to fight back. It was just right.

"This seems to have been taken out before Huang Xian teased." This explanation by Ying Shao made Yu's family feel uncomfortable. Although he had already talked to the real person of Gua Er, this scene was quite uncomfortable.

The bones were all picked up and formed into a complete one in Shoucai. They were **** with a yellow thread because of fear of scattered vertebrae. Then put paper money and incense, you can nail the coffin.

Re-burial in another place also needs to re-select the auspicious day, and in the process of the transfer of this sapwood, we must burn incense and lead the way.

"Okay, complete, then you can choose another auspicious day and bring it to the new tomb for burial." Lan He said.

"Thank you for coming, Master." Mr. Ma and Ying Shao took the lead. Those who could not see Lan He also bowed and thanked them, burning incense and sending the two impermanent masters away.

Lan He and Song Futan walked away with smoke.

At this time, it would be clear for at least half an hour, and the second real person of Guagua also stood up from the coffin, nodded to Yu Hangjia, and then took the family to the trees.

Yu Hangjia inexplicably understood the meaning of Gua Erzhen, and it should be to signal that his agreement was fulfilled. Don't forget to officially welcome him into the house, now they have to leave.

Yu Hangjia stared at the direction of his departure, and suddenly saw a flower. It seemed that a man wearing a melon leather hat and a gown appeared in the field of vision. He walked with his wife and two children in the forest. When he wanted to ask others to see if he saw At that time, the figure disappeared again, and Huang Pizi was gone.

Things are almost here, only some finishing work left.

Ying Shao suddenly said with emotion: "Dragon has also gone back, I don't know what netizens will say."

Mr. Ma looked at Ying Shao who was completely unfamiliar before and smiled: "Mr. Ying, the afterlife is awesome."

He is now recognized as Ying Shao, and he can hear it from his address.

Ying Shao: "...you have a reputation."

At this moment, Yingshao has a strong hunch in my heart: I am going to be famous...

No, to be precise, the master will come through Mr. Ma's mouth and become famous among the people who eat the underworld dinner in Beijing. This time, the matter of the logo, but it was full of storms in the city, and finally settled on his hands.

The old man counted him to support him, then his status would rise with the water!

When he thought of the day to get rid of poverty in the future, Ying Shao was in a state of turmoil and decided to prepare a big meal afterwards to thank the old man. As for now, he said to Mr. Ma: "Do you want roast chicken? I haven't eat roasted gluten someday..."

Mr. Ma: "Ah??"

...

Lan He and Song Futan left the cemetery, Song Futan was still holding the little lame donkey, Lan He pinched a new brand to put it on, and cherished the brand with No. 001.

When Lan He saw this, he thought that Song Futan had used the lying fish to donkey. He poked the card, and there was a thought in his heart.

Grandpa kept saying, don't easily cross the line between Yin and Yang.

Earlier, Lan He had been surprised that he could not reveal his true identity to friends who met in this form. Today, he also came up with the idea of ​​understanding Song Futan in Yangshi.

Now, Lan He asks himself, is it okay? For the first time in life, believe a person and tell him his secret.

He looked at Chen Xi's gleam, and Song Futan's side was in the darkness, with a faint light. The golden lying fish was particularly conspicuous, and the texture of pure gold under his wear was off the tack.

Lan He asked hesitantly, "If I kept hiding something from you, would you mind?"

Song Futan: "What?"

Lan He didn't know what to say for a moment, he was originally entangled in whether it was a time for frankness.

Song Futan misunderstood, he said: "If you are worried, don't want to take off the mask, don't force it, let it go."

Lan He felt a little ignorant. He touched the mask, and immediately reacted. Song Futan might have misunderstood. This tone did not think he was disfigured, or that his tongue was nine inches long, miserable, and even had a psychological shadow?

But Song Futan's words also made him very touched. Although he was talking about a face mask, Song Futan's psychology can be seen.

It was at this moment that a loud roar of the rooster rang through the tomb: "Oh oh--"

Looking in that direction, it was a huge yellow chicken with a sliver tied to his foot.

"This is a yellow chicken attracting souls?" Lan He distinguished. "Should I be calling you?"

Song Futan nodded, he did feel the urgency. He looked at Xiaolai inquiringly. After all, Xiaolai seemed to have something to say, but Xiaolai kept his mouth open.

Although he is willing to learn more about Xiaolai, he does not want Xiaolai to be embarrassed. Who knows what hardship Xiaolai has encountered before or after death... He once imagined that the ghosts that can make Xiaolai so cheerful are not I wish to show my true face, what kind of experience should be.

Song Futan even guessed that maybe he valued 001, which made Xiaolai uneasy.

He looked all over and said, "When you don't have any worries, tell me that thing, no matter what it is. Anyway, I'm getting more and more bad times, and it's not that I'll never see you again."

Lan He was amused, "Okay."

He was relaxed by Song Futan's words, adding a touch of emotion. Silent in my heart, next time, bye, maybe I already have the answer.