Chapter 53:

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The real man of Gua Er just told the truth, and was kicked out by the good-faced Hu 79, lame, and kicked it with the legs with the mummy.
Before leaving home to go to the Miaoganshanlu program, Lan He was harassed by Hu 79. She cried out that she didn’t want a cat villa or a fox villa. Lan He was miserable.
"Isn't it okay to think that this is a fox villa? It's no different in your opinion, don't look at the form that much." Lan He said.
Hu Seventy-nine lay on the floor and cried, "What is the difference between you and those who use wooden boxes for the Fortuna Tower? One is a doghouse and the other is a cathouse. Am I not worth a fox villa?"
It’s not worth it, mainly because no one is a fox villa.
Lan He ignored her and went to open the door. "I don't think Song Futan came back."
Nanyun Temple magical implement has arrived in the capital, and the Fajian will be sent to Song Futan, and his back cloud will also be handed over. After Jiri starts construction, he will be buried under the bridge.
The handover of this thing is nothing, and there can be no major ceremony. It was brought in quietly. Song Futan went downstairs to get the magic sword, and did not even plan to ask the monk to go upstairs and drink.
Hu Qijuan's legs were still lame. When he flew forward, he bit Lan He's clothes and hung in the air, swinging twice.
Lan He: "..."
Lan He wanted to bounce her away, and the chain on her hand moved, but it was not Song Futan who was back.
I saw that outside the door, Lao Bai touched Lan He's extremely long chain and made some yin and yang sounds: "Ouch, oh, oh..."
It was Lan He's hand until the end. Lao Bai touched his hand and looked up, as if surprised: "Oh, who is this?"
Lan He: "..."
If the unfilial son does not want money, he must be a monster.
Sure enough, Laobai said with a smile: "Isn't this the younger one who we stayed to be a bureaucrat? This time we know how the yin is good? Gee, how easy is it!"
Obviously, he had learned from the girl Hu that Lan He wanted to continue his part-time job, and the whole ghost shook.
Lan He looked at him indifferently: "Well, how is it."
The old white ring arm said proudly: "How? It was originally intended to terminate the contract. You are renewing the contract, and the renewal of the contract is not just casual."
Lan He turned around and took two steps. The fox biting his clothes wobbled twice. "Then I will go to Yan San and ask him if there is still a shortage of manpower in Yincaodifu."
Impermanence only has chains, but it is not only Dongyue Yinsi who has impermanent quotas.
Lao Bai kneeled: "Father!!! You misunderstood!!!"
Lan He: "........."
Lao Bai: "Oh, it's just a joke. In fact, I'm still writing materials for you these days. After all, this behavior of you is very much to promote the reputation of the vagina. I hope it will be rewarded."
Girl Hu gave the ashes, but that was her reward for Miaoganshan, which she promised early in the morning.
"Can you win an extra hook?" Lan He asked. He also wanted to replace the paper cord by himself. It would be better if it was readily available.
Old Bai Na Na said: "I will mention it, but it's unlikely...but I will bring you the rune water mixed with the forgotten river water, and sprinkle it on the chains of you and Song Futan series, as long as it is not used, People can’t see it. How much does it hide your identity?"
Although the chain Yang people can't see it, the underworld creatures can see it. Lan He thought about how to hide it. Lao Bai brought a solution. He immediately raised Lao Bai. "It's just a joke for his father."
Lao Bai: "..."
Lao Bai can bend and stretch, "Where is this Song Fu Tan man, hey, I heard that it is really a pitiful initiative to offer a magic weapon..."
A cool behind his back, he saw a sword pointing at himself when he turned his head, and the sword had not yet been sheathed, but exuded a sigh of coldness. He stepped back a few steps and saw Song Futan holding it in his hand. The hilt raised an eyebrow: "What's the matter?"
What a pitiful aspect.
Lao Bai scolded, "Hahaha, come to send Fushui."
Lao Bai retired, as did Hu 79. She originally bit her Lan He's clothing corner and refused to let go. At this time, she took a mouth and sat on the floor and crawled back a few steps.
Lan He: "I look at this sword... well, a good sword! Usually it's like that, right?"
The magic sword of Nanyun Temple is said to be called Changhong Sword. It is worthy of being antique. It has unique traces of years, and there are also wrong gold inscriptions on it, marking the year of forging. After several layers of heating and fighting, it is still sharp. Without inlaid jewelry gold, its simple appearance is very simple.
Changhong Sword is also equipped with a long bag. After all, it is antique from the inside to the outside. Song Futan put it in the bag, and Lao Bai, who was scorched to avoid it, dare to get closer.
The sword body is not particularly long. Lan He estimated that he touched it. Song Futan took the sword out like this. People might think that he was holding a flute-like musical instrument, which was quite concealing.
"Changhong sword is available, there is a Linji stick." Lao Bai looked around, "Where is it? You better..."
"Here..." Lan He took out the stick that was wrapped in half by the striped cloth. "Before my mother left, he packed it up and said it was not good-looking."
In addition to this stick, his refrigerator, TV, kettle, etc. have their own covers or sets.
Lao Bai: "..."
Lao Bai originally wanted to remind him that this can also be packaged, but it is not necessary now, "Anyway, please take it easy..."
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The recording of the last issue of "Yan Jing's Time" will come to Miaogan Mountain.
When the incense burner of Miaogan Mountain prevailed in Beijing, it became the center of Beijing's social and religious beliefs. It only declined later. In recent years, the number of passengers has slightly increased. "Yi Jing Jiu Ji Ji" is of course not for recording religious themes, which is too superstitious. And to take pictures of the religious activities of Miaoganshan is definitely the best during the temple fair, now it is not the temple season of Miaoganshan.
Here is more than a thousand meters above sea level, and peach and apricot blossoms are blooming in spring. It is also a good place to go spring, and it is also one of the key points of the recent development of Miaogan Mountain. The tourism industry is seriously managed by the township government and tourism companies.
Miaogan Mountain is tens of kilometers away from the capital. It used to be incense. It took three or four days from the city to the top of the mountain. Now roads are built directly to the top of the mountain.
Because the back cloud has been handed over, it is not only Song Futan who carries the sword with him, but Lan He also takes Lin Ji stick with him.
Someone asked Lan He what it was, Lan He said: "Climbing pole..."
"Hahaha, no, let's park the car in the village and climb the ancient road for a total of thirty or forty minutes. You won't be able to climb down here." The director quipped with a smile, "You have never been to Miaoganshan Right?"
Last time, I went to give gifts together with Lao Bai last year...
But that is probably not countable, and the black lights are blind, and there is no scenery, Lan He: "I haven't been there, but with more than climbing mountains, maybe I can still defend myself."
The director laughed.
As for the bag of Song Futan, because of his usual lonely appearance, he didn't even ask.
Before reaching the ancient road, Song Futan wanted to record a commentary here. The crew adjusted the machine. The director reminded not to shoot the temple on the top of the mountain. However, in similar religious places, there are always taboos. Just like the gods worshipped before the crew turned on, they did not dare to take more pictures of gods and Buddha statues. .
Although everyone in the program group now knows that Teacher Xuanguang is so bad-tempered that he can close Lan He in the car, he has to say that he, who was dubbed as a voice in this show, is really clear and charming. In the past, Miaoganshan has attracted the attention of all walks of life in Beijing, and it is now a suburb of Beijing..."
The old man in the mountain village looked around for a long time with his hands on his back and said with emotion: "Old lady, bless me, Miaoganshan is going to be prosperous!"
The program team took the opportunity to interview this passerby.
The old man sorted out his clothes. "The old saying is that the ups and downs of Beijing and the incense of Miaoganshan are connected together -"
"Sorry, uncle, let's not talk about incense or something, it's a bit superstitious." The director said.
The old man was puzzled: "You said that you don't want to take pictures of the temple, and you don't respect the old lady."
The director laughed: "You understand."
The old man tweeted, "Come on, I used to say Shangxiang, and now I'm talking about tourism! Anyway, as the old saying goes, Miaoganshansheng, then Beijing Chengsheng, Guoyunsheng, Miaoganshan declines, Beijing also declines, and people's hearts and worlds also degenerate. It didn’t fade for a while, the mountaintop shed was broken, and now it’s okay, better to come to travel. You see, Miaogan Mountain is booming, we are in Beijing, China is booming..."
The director laughed twice: "It can also be said the other way around, because China is booming, and Miaoganshan is also booming. Everyone can travel in their spare time."
Lan He smiled, too, and the uncle's words could indeed be explained very scientifically.
It's time to climb up after recording, and just record a few more shots when we're almost there.
This ancient way is long, and there are a lot of people in the program group. Lan He was originally walking with Chen Xingyu's brother and grabbed his roots.
"Climbing pole".
The director leaned over and dragged him to the side of the road, and whispered, "Lan He, look, we are in the last issue. If we are not happy, we will stay here."
Lan He: "Ah?" He didn't understand what the director meant.
The director said: "It's you and Teacher Xuanguang. If you're unhappy, you can tell him a few soft words. You are also a junior..."
Lan He: "..."
Lan He said silently: "We are not unhappy. We are really good directors."
"OK, OK," the director didn't believe it at all. "So, I have a functional drink here. Will you give it to Teacher Xuanguang?"
He glanced back, and Song Futan walked at the end. He didn't move, but he was still talking to Song Qiyun.
"Yes." Lan Hexin said let the rumors come to an end, so he walked back. The director watched with satisfaction as he walked back to Teacher Xuanguang, said something, handed out the drink, and he continued breathlessly. Climbed up.
"The director said that we had misunderstood, let me send something." Lan He said funny, the stick poked on the steps, not to mention, this Linji stick also works well as a trekking pole.
"Oh, I'll go, your mother--"
There was a small voice passing by, pointed, teeth-cutting, and there were so many free, not like human voice anyway, and covered with something.
Lan He was stunned. "Did you hear it? Scolding voice."
It's not just sound, it's like being stared at by something weird.
Song Futan: "It seems there is."
"Don't poke, you must die!"
Another cry, actually came from under his feet, Lan He stumbled, almost fell, but fortunately Song Futan gave a hand.
"Come here?" Lan He looked at them. The people in front of them were so far away from them, and no one looked back at them, wondering, "Is this a goblin?"
The following thing yelled: "Who is the goblin! Me, me! Your grandma Hu Si!"
Lan He: "...Poof."
He remembered it. Last time, girl Hu said that Hu Si’s soul was sealed in the incense of Miaogan Mountain. If she wants to trample her, is it really under her feet?
Hu Si listened to him laughing and became even more angry: "I curse you! I curse you every day!"
But her voice was weak, obviously suffering.
Lan He laughed and said: "There is still strength to curse me, I do not know how to repent."
Hu Si: "Dog man and man, curse you all on the street, Lao Yan flies--"
So vicious!
Lan He tapped the Lin Ji stick on the ground several times. The Linji stick was used by the mage for many years, beating...wrong, the stick was used by the disciples, Hu Si could bear it, and gave a weak scream, but he still cursed Lan He persistently.
Lan He threatened with a Linji stick: "Are you scolding again? This stick makes you die."
Hu Si counseled, shut up and said nothing.
Lan He sneered, but heard a heartbreaking cry: "No—"
The director almost crawled down, rushed in front of them, and inserted between them, "What are you doing, Lan He, please put the stick down!"
Song Futan: "..."
Lan He: "..."
Lan He realized that he had misunderstood again, "Director, no, I will move my hands." He had wanted to hug the scene and show it to the director, but he was afraid that the director would think it was too much. He was suspected of having a good relationship. Now, "Teacher Xuanguang has taken the drink I gave, it's really fine."
Song Futan also nodded and pinched the drink and said, "It's okay."
"Yes... I misunderstood?" The director looked at them with a calm expression and smiled, still feeling terrified. After all, the teacher Xuanguang said last time that Lan He was okay, "You go with me."
He pulled Lan He up and said to other staff members: "It's okay, everyone, don't watch it, don't watch it."
Rao is so, everyone's eyes are still a little strange, and when he was seen by Lan He, he immediately moved away casually.
Lan He returned to Chen Xingyang. Chen Xingyang patted his shoulder and said with emotion: "Tell you that it is absolutely over. I want to pass on the two of you to upgrade the weapon."
Lan He: "..."
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Lan He and Song Futan were arranged by the staff intentionally or unintentionally because they were suspected of almost hands-on.
I spent a lot of time during the day to catch the road. In fact, only a small amount of content was recorded. At night, I lived directly in the village's bed and breakfast. There are many places to receive tourists here.
Meal was also settled here. In order to dissolve the rumors, Lan He deliberately refused to arrange, and sat down with Song Futan for dinner and chatted a few words.
The director's expression is complicated, and I really want to believe that the two of them met and smiled, but they felt like Lan He was being put on the head by the company, and he almost recovered the fight... Alas, forget it, he did his best, today After that, it doesn't matter to him.
After eating, everyone chatted with the villagers to understand the situation here.
When Chen Xingyang didn't pay attention, Lan He disappeared. He thought he was going to the toilet and didn't care. He asked the old man in the village, "I was on the mountain during the day and I saw one of the temples offering an older goddess, the temple. There is a black donkey in there, is that?"
During his break, he walked into the temple by himself. He knew all about Bixia Niangniang, Dongyue Emperor, Xishen and Guanyin, but he didn't know this god.
All in all, his sister Chen Xingyu came here to ask for a son. Because of this, even if Chen Xingyu feels that the scenery here is good, he will not be able to bring his son Miao Miao to play in the future, and he did not bring it when he wished. This is an old rule, after all, the child was taken away from here, bringing the Bixian Niang back.
The old man
oh
said:
That’s Grandma Wang, who believed in Bixia’s life, and often used donkeys to treat people everywhere, so she died in Miaoganshan after death and ruled the four gates of the fairyland in North China. , But it works. If you touch Grandma Wang’s hand, you won’t have any diseases. If you touch Grandma Wang’s foot, all diseases will disappear...

Chen Xingyang nodded, "Oh." It turned out to be a folk god, he said why there is a donkey.
Old man: "My father used to cut wood in the mountains. It fell down and his legs were so swollen that he couldn't walk. A black donkey appeared in the mountain and came back to him. Afterwards, the donkey ate the food and left. It’s said that it’s Grandma Wang’s mount, and Grandma Wang’s heart is so good!

...
At the same time, Lan He sneaked out and sat on the stone outside the village with Song Futan and chatted, complaining that the rumor is now too ridiculous, and it was useless to break the rumor several times.
As he spoke, Lan He was silent, and Song Futan did not speak.
Lan He found that today there are quite a few stars.
Song Futan found that Lan He was so cute tonight.
So when Lan He was about to turn around to tell Song Futan, Song Futan also told him of his findings by action, and kissed Lan He's face in one hand.
Lan He: "..."
Song Futan embraced Lan He and leaned on the stone to watch the stars. It was very comfortable, and later they even took a nap.
In a daze, Lan He heard someone shouting and opened his eyes. He was a kind-hearted old lady, wearing a blue cloth shirt, just like the ordinary gentle old lady in the country, but she always felt a little familiar.
"Child, you are the honored family of Baiwu and Hu 79." said the old lady.
Lan He is an agitator, how could she know? Linji stick was held in one hand.
Song Futan also sat up and pressed his hand on the sword.
"This is Miaoganshan, what are you afraid of." The old lady smiled.
Yeah, here is Miaogan Mountain...
But Lan He reacted quickly. Who is the old lady in this wonderful mountain?
"you are……!"
"Hush, saying there is no magic--"
Lan He muttered, and gradually realized that he and Song Futan were either in a dream, or were separated from their souls. And he knew the identity of the old lady.
The old lady said: "Since I have given a family immortal, it is counted as a disciple of my door. I saw you going up the mountain. I came here to see you and know that you are running for the things in Beijing." She took out a blue cloth bag and opened it. Inside is a soul-searcher, "Are you missing this one?"
Is it actually sending equipment? Lan He was overjoyed, "Thank you...grandma! Why do you have a soul-searching?"
Yin Si was so stingy that he would not give him another one.
The old lady said: "I have some friendship with Xie Bian. This is what he used in his early years. It was originally sent to me to tie the donkey. You can use it."
Lan He: "........."
...OK, OK.
Lan He took the chain: "Thank you, Grandma! Are there any?"
old lady:"……"
Lan He said with a cheek: "My friend contributed all the instruments to renew the feng shui bureau. We are now terribly miserable. Family immortals are embarrassed to go out. If it is not the chain you gave, I can only take it off Bald crying wand..."
The old lady couldn't help crying: "Are you crying and mourning? Did you lose your baldness or give it to you?"
The mourning stick is four feet and four inches long, wrapped in white cloth, cut into strips, and some impermanent hands also take this, but the root of Lan He is not so serious.
Lan He laughed and said: "It's almost mean, you are good, or you can solve this matter directly, since you know everything."
Since this grandmother can still fall, she waved her hand and set the game, and it wouldn't be.
The old lady sighed: "It is still our dormant age, we have tried it, but it will still be changed by this already different era, just like you—"
She paused, "God relies on human spirits, there are some things that can only be resolved by the human world."
Lan He was ashamed: "Are you still going to be strong?"
Song Futan shook his hand.
The old lady lowered her eyebrows and said, "But if you look at the heart of Honglian Tzu Chi, I will make an exception. If you have received the Buddha's objects, then I will pass on the secret technique of his fairy family."
The old lady was still soft-hearted, and the thick palm with a cocoon stroked on Song Futan's arm. "The real book is not in the eyes of today's people, and the children teach ghost painting. Your two little dolls, one of them has a paper burning implement. Force, another one I will teach the word to become a symbol, it also matches."
...I'm touched, Grandma will also consider the problem of matching.
"What do you feel?" Lan He asked quickly.
Song Futan raised his hand: "It doesn't seem to feel anything."
The old lady said in amusement: "I know what it feels like when I look back, and I should go." She turned around and came back without two steps. "Little baby, you have to borrow something from grandma."
Lan He just took other people's equipment and promised: "Grandma, whatever you want!"
He thought that Grandma wouldn't want Xiangta too, but that should not be a borrowed word...
As soon as the old lady hooked her finger, the little lame donkey No. 001 carried by Song Futan flew out, and she grew into a big donkey with the wind, and there was a sign of Dongyue Yinsi on her neck.
The old lady rode up and smiled, "I remember that the cows and horses you originally sent were very useful. In Yang Shi's words, the quality control was very good. My donkey went out and the old arms and old legs were inconvenient. Just use it for your use."
Lan He and Song Futan: "!!!"
Song Futan: "No, old lady don't...!"
"Even if it's his token, he doesn't regret it, and I will return to you," the old lady interrupted him with a playful smile. She had already skillfully patted the donkey. "Oh ho, run up!"
Lan He: "..............."
Song Futan: ".................."