Chapter 33 Bai Wu: Trick, Trick you to death

Gu Erzhen and Yiping both stared at Lan He: "???"

This thorn doesn't stick to himself, it just doesn't hurt, not only doesn't it hurt, it's even funny.

After Lan He laughed, he reacted quickly on the spot, covering half of his face, and only said to the equally ignorant living people, "I'm sorry."

The waiter's face showed some redness, "This...Sir, I think this is a personal opinion. Maybe some people think that the beauty of nature is the most valuable. It is true that some root carvings have not been modified too much. But the ultimate carving, Isn't it the peak of artistic creation?"

——She thought that Lan He also knew root carving, but that smile was her disapproval of herself. She was talking about how many master carving masters were.

Lan He nodded lightly: "You're right, it's rude."

Gu Erzhen scratched his head suspiciously, but he and Yiping didn't see any flaws.

The frightened expression on Bai Wu's face slowly and slowly subsided... It should be a coincidence.

But soon, Bai Wu's expression became frightened again, because Gu Erzhen was going to be mad at this hedgehog, and continued to curse: "You dare to mock me, I will show you today, the blood of Huangmen!"

Bai Wu: "What, senior is Huangmen? But, why are you called Gua Er?"

The more sincere he was, the more real Gua Er felt that he was being ridiculed, and he was furious, "Damn, I'll kill you!"

Bai Wu was wronged: "Senior, I really didn't mean it!"

Gua Erzhen said bitterly: "Dare to say, you wait for me, there is time for my revenge!"

——Xingshuang also has a Feng Shui Bureau, but it is not good for him to come in, it will be troublesome to do it.

Being stared at by a weasel is also miserable, Bai Wu's face was pale, he sighed, and murmured: "Life and death..."

Lan He: "..."

It's really... so unwilling to fight! !

At this time, Yu Hangjia and Mrs. Yu also appeared. Looking at Yu Hangjia's appearance, they didn't know that Gu Erzhen came out with him today, "Why haven't you entered yet?"

"I'm listening to this beauty explain root carving." Liu Chunyang said, "It's good for you to come, and I'll give you a chance to order."

Yu Hangjia laughed: "If you really want me to order, I have to order some light dishes. There is only a wine party in the afternoon, but I'm tired of it."

He greeted everyone into the box. Of course, he was joking just now. He asked everyone if they had any taboos, and picked up a thick menu to look. Gu Erzhen also came in, and Long Xiu stared at the recipe and drooled.

Gua Erzhen was inside, and Bai Wu dared to come in, squatting alone on the stone steps outside.

Lan He also took a recipe and looked at it at will. When he saw that there was a lotus root clip in it, he unknowingly thought of Song Futan. In Juehui Temple, he also prepared a lotus root clip...

By the way, he and Yu Hangjia still know each other. Although he knew it was impossible, Lan He began to imagine what it would be like to talk to Song Futan in reality. In other words, Lan He imagined what it would be like if they met in the world.

"Hey, hey, why are you still in a daze?" Chen Xingyang sat next to Lan He, "what are you doing?"

Lan He lost his mind and smiled: "It's nothing, even my friend invited me to eat this dish."

It's just a lotus root. As for thinking of friends, unless there is a special meaning, then think about it... It's probably not possible, Chen Xingyang understood it in his heart and asked, "What friends, why don't you come out to eat together? ?"

Lan He: "Haha." He hesitated and said, "It's a netizen."

Chen Xingyang: "...I didn't expect you to look serious and play a dating app."

Lan He: "It's just a netizen who talks more. I haven't seen it before. What are your thoughts."

Chen Xingyang: "What kind of thoughts do you have, you can't meet yet if you can talk."

Lan He: "..."

Chen Xingyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw Lan He, and said, "Hey, I'm talking nonsense. In fact, it's right not to meet each other. You see you are also a well-known parenting blogger now. Who knows what the other person's character is across the Internet. What if I recognize you, break the news online, and sell your privacy?"

Lan He immediately said: "That's impossible, his character is very good."

Chen Xingyang was surprised, and rarely saw Lan He speak so confidently, "Then you should have been chatting for a long time, you can meet if you want, who doesn't have a black history? I played guitar for my girlfriend under the teaching building in high school. The embarrassing video of the sand sculpture with broken voice has been laughed at by fans."

Lan He: "...I'll think about it again."

Chen Xingyang: "Hahahaha, I really support you. I don't think you really want to see it. There's no need to be timid. It's the first time to wear a mask to see you."

Lan He: "..."

...have been wearing it.

However, he subconsciously refuted Chen Xingyang's words, and his thoughts have been biased for several days. In fact, when Xiao Song said, please wait until you have no scruples, that is when he feels more and more that he should tell Xiao Song.

Maybe the next time we meet, can talk to Xiao Song... But thinking about meeting again, Xiao Song must have left his soul again, and he doesn't know if he should look forward to it. Well, let's go with the flow.

At this time, Yu Hangjia also took good care of the dishes, and asked them to stop talking and eat the pastry that was just delivered. There are many kinds of pastries, such as chicken pancakes, small rolls, jujube flowers, sachima and so on.

The dishes were also served quickly. After a while, dishes such as fresh abalone baked in stone pot, shark fin with crab roe, and secret mandarin fish were all served.

Yu Hangjia, who is good at dancing with long sleeves, greeted everyone and introduced them to the origin of the dishes here.

Yu Hangjia said: "...Actually, this dish originally came from the palace next door, so I chose to open it here."

There are dozens of royal mansions in the capital, as well as various noble mansions, which were later used for various purposes, including government units, schools, and scenic spots. This is not unusual.

But Yu Hangjia then said: "In the old capital, there were four major haunted houses, do you know?"

Yuhang Jia’s family took root in the capital when he beat his great-grandfather. His great-grandfather’s memoirs can be regarded as historical materials, and folklore in the capital can be easily obtained. He likes to use them to liven up the atmosphere at dinner parties.

Chen Xingyang asked, "Which version are you talking about?"

With the passage of time, the haunted houses will also change. There are several versions of the four major haunted houses in Beijing, and the more famous ones have also been made into movies. Moreover, to say the biggest haunted house, shouldn't it be Zijincheng? It has been rumored to be haunted.

"What I'm talking about is the more recognized version in Beijing when my great-grandfather was singing. One is the next door to the Prince's Palace, and the other is the Military Police Investigation Division, the police chief's mansion, and the Beijing police training center. In fact, the four places, the original All of them lived in Xungui, but many of them couldn't die, so they were all haunted.

"The high-ranking officials who moved in later were also anxious and didn't dare to ask for this big mansion. In the end, I had to let the military and police live in, hoping that they would be able to calm down. But this county king's mansion is the only one where even the military and police are not. I didn't live in. Without him, it's too fierce!"

Yu Hangjia said that this story is probably not the first time, and he is very skilled. "My great-grandfather said that high-ranking officials once lived in, but after a period of time, the hair of his wife and concubines kept falling out, and it was about to fall out. He was a bald man. Although he didn't lose his hair, he always had nightmares. He ordered a husband to see him. The gentleman said that he was incompetent and resigned himself. He also gave a suggestion to move early. Still reluctant to part with the big house, they dug the well, only to find that there were more than a dozen bones in the well they had been drinking.

Chen Xingyu trembled when he heard it, especially when he heard that there were bones in the well.

Chen Xingyang touched his chin: "I've found all the bones, can't we do something to eliminate grievances, or simply calm down?"

Yu Hangjia seemed to be waiting for him to ask, and he smiled and said, "Do you think he has never thought about it? At that time, someone suggested that we just throw two grenades. If you don't blame the ghost, you can blow it up. Or Like other haunted houses, if you ask the military and police to move in for a period of time, you won't believe it. , didn't you realize that there are a pair of old embroidered shoes in your wife's house?"

Chen Xingyang: "...Damn."

He was also a little hairy and couldn't help grabbing Lan He's sleeve.

Yuhangjia said leisurely: "The gentleman has already discovered that the house has been abandoned for a long time, and there are four major gates living in it. When they came, the immortals living in the house were dissatisfied. Dare to provoke. The high-ranking official came back to his senses. His wife has a really weird temperament these days. It’s just that he was with his concubine all day, and he didn’t care much, so he moved. After that, two or three unbelievers moved in. The end was miserable, and they stayed idle. until"

Chen Xingyang listened intently, until what?

Yu Hangjia: "Until later, it was opened for ticket sales as a scenic spot."

Chen Xingyang: "..."

Yu Hangjia: "The first batch of tourists were primary school students, not to mention some of them were later renovated and built into schools. Do you know what a boy's robbery is? Some children are not sensible and like to play with small animals. Yes, sometimes it should be on children. I don’t know if it’s because of this, or because there are too many tourists coming and going, and the four gates are too annoying to move away.”

After he finished speaking, Chen Xingyang relaxed after taking a sip of tea.

At this time, Mrs. Yu added leisurely: "But it's just that the animals have moved away, and the place is not open to the public at night. Sometimes some crews go in to shoot, and it is said that they bumped into a faceless maid in ancient costumes crying. "

Chen Xingyang almost didn't come up in one breath, "President Yu, President Liu, you guys did it on purpose, right? It's good to collude."

Everyone laughed, and Liu Chunyang said, "You are too virtual. Look at Lan He, has his face changed?"

Isn't that right? Lan He, who was holding his sleeves by his sleeve, was expressionless the whole time, and he was even eating food. When he saw everyone looking over, he smiled embarrassingly: "I..."

"You don't believe those!" Everyone could rush to answer. Really firm-minded, ghost stories can't be scared, and I can't be moved by experiencing it in person.

"Haha, I think Xiaolan's character is very good." Mrs. Yu said, "when Chunyang's movie comes out, there will definitely be more film appointments. Hang Jia, do we have some movies recently, do you see any suitable for Xiaolan? ?"

Lan He was introduced by Liu Chunyang to help them once before, and she stopped work in one day, but the effect was really immediate.

Liu Chunyang has certified that his acting skills are not bad. For them, being the second man and the third man is just a matter of casual words. But with Yu Hangjia's character, especially important films or male lead characters cannot be given casually. In the final analysis, he made films to make money. Lan He's popularity is not enough, anyway, there is a degree in it.

Yu Hangjia looked at his phone and said, "Hey, I've already said hello. If there is a suitable one, I'll contact Xiaolan to audition. It's not the first time everyone has cooperated. I also watched the clip of "Chasing" two days ago, and the performance was quite good. OK."

Lan He hurriedly thanked the boss for the opportunity, and of course Liu Chunyang's introduction, he obviously still has his face here.

Still staring at the phone, Yu Hangjia suddenly stood up and said, "Well, it's a coincidence, Song Qiyun and his son-in-law are also eating here, I'll go and say hello to him, eat slowly first, what do you need to tell Ajing? ."

He ordered and went out in a hurry.

When he went out, Mrs. Yu said slowly: "Tsk, he must have wanted to talk to Song Qiyun about cooperation again. Isn't Song Qiyun's son working on a new script? I don't know what happened this time. Heartbroken."

Lan He didn't know about these situations, but only knew that Song Qiyun's son should be the screenwriter Xuanguang, "Is that Mr. Xuanguang? He's so low-key, he never shows up."

Mrs. Yu said: "Yes, I heard that my health is not particularly good? I have seen it once from a distance, and it seems to be very healthy, I don't know if it is true or not. I am very low-key, and I don't attend events. Rarely, I heard people say that the investors wanted to recommend the most popular stars to them at that time, and Xuanguang said that he didn’t know them, and his acting skills were too bad.”

"People have this confidence, I've been disliked." Chen Xingyang also started gossiping. He has also made Song Qiyun's movies, and he knows something, "Many of Song Director's movies were invested by his wife's family, and the script was written by his wife. It's written by my son again, high-quality one-stop industry. So what happened this time, I won't quarrel with my wife, I usually have a good relationship. "

Mrs. Yu didn't know the reason. The Song Qiyun family kept a low profile and shook their heads and said, "Anyway, Lao Yu is a bitianer who wants to see if he has missed it."

Liu Chunyang immediately covered his heart and said, "Is it not enough for him to have me?"

Mrs. Yu: "Your ability to make money is not as good as before."

Liu Chunyang: "...Nonsense, my box office is pretty good!"

Mrs. Yu said innocently: "I didn't follow your words, I wanted to talk about beauty, just think about it."

"...Hmph, don't talk, I'll have a toast after I finish eating later." Liu Chunyang touched his chin and said, "I asked Song Qiyun to do me a favor before, and I've been looking for a chance to thank him, he's still old. decline."

As for why he didn't go with Yu Hangjia, everyone present knew how Liu Chunyang could move forward when the food was on the way!

...

Yu Hangjia came back not long after, but his expression was a little weird.

"What's the matter?" Mrs. Yu looked wrong. Yu Hangjia came back much faster than she thought, and it felt like a turn.

Liu Chunyang also said: "I won't leave, I still want to go and have a drink with Song Qiyun."

Yu Hangjia shook his head, "Hey, I didn't make it clear, Song Qiyun and his brother-in-law are all there."

Huh, it's not bad luck. Mrs. Yu said earlier that many of Song Qiyun's movies were mainly or participated in the investment of his wife's family.

Everyone just thought he was frustrated because of this, but he touched his forehead, and he was groaning in his heart. He always felt that after leaving the box, Song Qiyun called his son very anxiously, but Yu Hangjia asked, and Song Qiyun said it was all right.

Yu Hangjia didn't care if he thought about it, he might quarrel, but he didn't like to talk about it.

Liu Chunyang said: "Then I'll go to them later, Xing Yang has to go too, Lan He, do you want to go with me?"

Chen Xingyang: "Okay, let's go together. My sister also recommended Lan He to Director Song before, but you can go and say hello again, once you're familiar with each other, maybe Director Song will think of any suitable role next time. you?"

He pondered that Lan He's acting skills are also very good, and supporting roles can always be mixed in.

Chen Xingyu also spoke, to the effect of making Lan He thick-skinned, everyone thought she was cold, and when she first asked for a role, she recommended herself to Liu Chunyang over and over again.

Lan He laughed and replied, "Okay, okay, I'll invite you all to dinner if I'm done." However, after drinking too much, he still wanted to go to the toilet, so he said sorry, and went out.

Bai Wu originally thought that Lan He was leaving, so he followed.

Lan He did go to the bathroom, but when he passed a private room, because it was an old house, and the sound insulation was not so good, and his hearing was good, he heard a vague voice inside: "Wandering around. Soul, where to keep it, there is General Lu, help your spirit, recruit your true soul..."

Isn't this a soul-calling spell? Why do people still collect their souls while eating, or in other words, why do some people lose their souls while eating? The waiter also introduced them to this house with good feng shui and a lot of anti-evil things. .

Lan He felt strange, but he kept walking and continued to walk forward, only to hear the voice looming: "Song Futan, Song Futan, come back! Why haven't you come back?"

Lan He: "..."

He almost didn't lose his temper in front of Yiping again, Song Futan? !

It can't be the same name, Lan He's heart is pounding, the capital is so big, could it be that he and Xiao Song are eating at Xingshuang today.

But there shouldn't be many people who can leave their souls after eating like this.

If it's Xiao Song, isn't this a hint that today is the perfect day to get off the horse?

Lan He thought, faintly entering the bathroom with excitement, while Bai Wu continued to squat outside.

Lan He stayed in the bathroom for a while, looked at Yiping without paying attention, came out lightly and left quickly. But he couldn't take Yiping with him, so he took out a mask from his pocket and covered his face.

I don't know if that Lishun is Xiao Song. If it is Xiao Song, the evil spirit who can drag him away from Xingshuang who has set up the Feng Shui Bureau is still there, so he can't show his face to that thing. If not, let alone say it.

He looked and smelled all the way, and Xingshuang didn't see Song Futan or other wandering spirits, and he kept walking out.

The street outside was deserted, and there were not many passers-by. The weather was not very good today, and night had already fallen.

The waiter thought he was leaving and asked if he had come by car.

"It's okay, I'll go." Lan He was talking when he saw an old ghost wearing a red armband at the front of the street, shouting, "Hey, hey, why don't you buy tickets!"

Lan He's heart moved, and he walked directly over there. There was the Prince's Palace next door, which had been used as a scenic spot.

At this time, no tourists were allowed to enter. There were still people in the security room, who were packing things. Lan He thought about it, and squatted and jumped in.

The old ghost is still shouting: "Fee evasion! Another fare evasion hey!"

It's a pity that the security guard didn't notice it, so the old ghost stomped his feet in place and chased after him with gritted teeth.

The palace is decorated with carved beams and painted buildings, covered with green glazed tiles, clear water brick walls and red pillars. There are also some modern facilities such as trash cans and sightseeing cars, but they are all made into a retro shape, which is not very inconsistent.

It's just that it's too quiet here at night.

Lan He walked in between, but he couldn't see the figure of Song Futan for a while, but the old ghost chased after him. He was the doorman here decades ago, and he could not escape the ticket.

Lan He originally wanted to find a place to leave his soul, so it would be more convenient to search. He would definitely not be able to move in Xingshuang, for fear of being discovered by the waiter, but it was inconvenient here, and the old ghost was always beside him.

Just when he was thinking about how to get rid of it, the old ghost shut up, took a few steps back and turned around, mumbling, "It's good to have you..."

Lan He frowned, turned around, and less than ten centimeters from his face, there were a pair of embroidered shoes, waving them, bringing the breeze to Yintang.

"..." Lan He calmed down for three seconds, kept his eyes from looking up, turned and walked in the other direction.

It's just that he took a few steps, but he felt that his clothes were being pulled hard. Looking back, he didn't know when the corners of the clothes were caught in the closed door, as if someone was pulling them inside.

He murmured to himself: "Why are you hanging up..."

Then, with a hard struggle, he pulled out the corner of his clothes and continued to walk forward.

There was the creaking sound of the wooden door from behind, followed by footsteps, one pair, two pairs, three pairs, more and more...

Yu Hangjia wasn't trying to scare people, there are really many ghosts in this place, but they didn't drown in the well, but hanged. Generally hanged ghosts, resentment is relatively large.

Lan He was still calm, and even thought that he was wearing a mask anyway, should he start asking these female ghosts casually, and seeing that Song Futan didn't, they would only think that he was an underworld eater.

He walked on his own, and the female ghosts floated in front of him and took out their own hanging ropes. The knots were all ready-made. This was the rope they were hanging from back then, and they hung it in front of the living person. Go, the head will be set in.

Watching the living people get closer and closer, excited expressions appeared on their faces.

Lan He tilted his head and made a slight mistake under his feet, brushing past the noose.

Female ghost: "?"

Is it a coincidence?

After thinking about it, the female ghosts stood shoulder-to-shoulder in front of them, hanging down the sling, whether it was necessary to hang him. He dared to come in alone at night, and he really hasn't had it for many years.

Lan He looked at the row of hanging ropes in front of him and stopped, um, this formation is too dense, unless he bends over now. Or, let's show my hideous true face...

At this moment, Yi Ping's figure appeared, and Lan He's movements were stagnant.

Bai Wu was overjoyed when he saw Lan He. He found that Lan He was missing and was looking for it. Fortunately, when he found it outside, a ghost reminded him.

But soon, Bai Wu found that Lan He was also followed by a whole row of women in palace costumes carrying slings. In the night, blood and tears were streaming down their pale faces. From time to time, the feet in the embroidered shoes slap the left and the right, as if repeating the moments before death.

Bai Wu showed a look of fear, and took two steps back as if unable to breathe: "Hello, many!"

Not terrible, but a lot.

Lan He: "..."

What the hell, why did he come here?

Lan He sighed in his heart, but when Yiping came, it was difficult to handle, so he had to keep turning a blind eye and go out.

Bai Wu felt that there were too many female ghosts, and any gathering of more than one person would make him feel uncomfortable. Of course, what's more important now is that these female ghosts seem to be following Lan He.

Bai Wu kept a few meters apart and said, "Why are you evading the ticket, why don't you come during the day, these female ghosts have been dead for a long time, and they are very angry... I don't want to fight, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead. "

He looked like he was about to cry, the whole thing was negative, negative, mourning.

The female ghost was speechless when she saw the chattering Bai Wu, and irritably tried to rush towards him.

"Uh!" Bai Wu gasped, squatting on the ground in fright.

The female ghost smiled contemptuously, stretched out her hand, and caught Lan He with the upper sling, and said in his ear, "Don't go, okay?"

Lan He staggered for a while, as expected of a ghost that has been around for so long, it is inappropriate to pretend to be clueless at this time when it can affect the body of a stranger so much.

So he turned his head and looked around for a week with the face of the female ghost close at hand, "Who is it?"

There was no reply, Lan He turned around, buried her head and quickened her pace.

It was also at this moment that the wind was blowing from behind, the cold breath seemed to invade the bone marrow, and the resentment seemed to be condensed into reality. Lan He suddenly turned around and clasped the paper in his pocket.

I only heard Yiping screaming a few times, of course, maybe crying a few times, and rushing up with her eyes closed. Then saw a huge hedgehog jumping into the slanting thorns, knocking Lan He down heavily, and the thorns suddenly opened!

The densely packed tens of thousands of thorns, sharp as steel needles, made no one dare to attack.

Before Lan He could move, he was pushed down by Yiping.

When he was so close, he could see Yiping's small round bean-like eyes closed tightly in fear, whispering in a trembling voice, "I haven't lived in the Great Fortune Building in the big yard yet, don't force me... "

The female ghosts were going to be pissed off by Yiping, "Okay, the hedgehogs are air-dried today."

Bai Wu's eyes were dead, and he said without any imposing manner: "Prick, poke you to death."

Its life and death can be determined by fate, but the benefactor cannot.

Lan He: "..."

At this moment, Lan He's mood was very complicated, even a little shocked, and he looked at Baimen with admiration.

Yiping didn't know that he didn't need protection, but Yiping, who had been passive and had no fighting spirit, could still feel it trembling, but it still rushed up and protected Lan He with its own thorns.

For it, how much fear, even nature, does it have to overcome.

Lan He took a deep breath, "Get out of the way."

The author has something to say: The good friend of mankind, Yiping