Chapter 66:

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Originally, the popular science in front of Dou Chunting was pretty serious, but when he talked about the 82-year-old Zhong Kui painting, everyone couldn't help but want to laugh, although it might be true.
"Don't laugh okay, I will explain it seriously." Dou Chunting complained, knowing not to buy it for 82 years, but there is really no other better.
Everyone doesn't know that although the painting was sent on behalf of the investor, his father gave it to him, so he tried to find it by himself and tried not to be pitted. They smiled a little, and Dou Chunting was very keen, afraid of overturning.
Someone asked: "I know you're serious, but this painting is really expensive. Ask me if you have passed away?"
As we all know, the price of works can be sold higher when the artist dies. Although they didn't understand Chinese painting, and they didn't know that the millions of dollars spent by Dou Chunting were worth, but they were not too far away in 1982, so they wanted to ask about it.
Dou Chunting: "Of course he died."
He took the exam for so long, naturally there are many considerations.
Oh everyone, let’s do it, no matter what, it is rare anyway.
Dou Chunting always felt that everyone's attitude was not enough, and he did not show his recognition. He wanted the crew to be haunted on the spot to prove his collection ability. He pulled people to taste one by one, and Lan He was pulled to say a few words.
Lan He surrendered immediately, "I think selling it is so expensive, there must be something awesome. But I really don't understand painting and calligraphy, nor superstition, and I'm not interested in its added value. Ask your brother."
Half of this remark is sincere. He really does not understand painting and calligraphy, but he can only see the vermilion vermilion in bright red.
Dou Chunting listened to his three words without leaving Song Futan and shook his head: "You..."
Lan He: "??"
What kind of tone, as if he is an ignorant child.
"Say something else, go back to Dai'an for framing, and I will pass by too." Dou Chunting said.
"Ghost Fun" has a more important scene that has not been completed yet. After shooting in Beijing for a while, I will go to Taishan for framing. When I come back, the scene will be completed, and I can continue shooting.
Taishan is located in Dai'an City, Lu province, also known as Daizong, is the head of the Five Yues, and is also the location of the legendary Yueyin Division in the Middle East. Never been there.
So when Lan He and Song Futan were joking, they also said, "My biggest dream of Dongyue Yin Si Xiaolai is to visit Dongyue".
Since "Ghost Fun" started because of Lan He, Song Futan's writing involved the yin, which was naturally Dongyin yin. In some scenes, Dai'an was first considered, except Taishan, where There are also some scenic spots based on the legend of Yin Si, which can be rented for shooting.
But Dou Chunting said that he would go too, Lan He questioned, "You go too? What are you doing?"
"Be busy...my dad said let me follow the hardships." Dou Chunting said.
Lan He nodded, and Dou Chunting's family did this. Although it was the one that cost money, they couldn't understand any production process. It is estimated that he would follow him and increase his understanding.
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After the crew's start-up ceremony, the work was officially started.
Lan He has been preparing for this script for a long time-although he is the prototype, but this is a whole story, with his own core, he can not go empty-handed. The overall shooting was smooth, because I often felt stared when I was with Song Futan.
Not only because their affairs were quite lively before, but also because Song Futan had never followed this way before. Many of them were Song Qiyun’s old team, or as an industry insider, they also heard of Song Futan’s habits. Not surprised.
When this matter spread, netizens also showed complex expressions. At first, half of the people who engaged in CP may have joined in the fun and fun. After all, the reversal was a bit fierce. Even straight men laughed at true love.
Who knows that Song Futan's follow-up service is still in place... Isn't this a knock?
The crew worked in the dark, Lan He still starred, and occasionally watched on the Internet, and saw what everyone was doing with the Fulaming pigeons. Most of the time, they took the opportunity to doze off in corners or nanny cars.
Here is the 82-year spiritual judgment bought by Dou Chunting. The crew took it everywhere. Everyone jokingly said that it is indeed the 82-year spiritual judgment. True spirit, there is a town in the crew, there is nothing strange about it. Occurs, it is expensive.
Lao Bai came to Lan He when he was resting. He whistled and floated to the crew. He saw Song Futan sitting on a wooden chair outside the babysitter's car, reading a book while basking in the sun. "Little Song, what about him?"
Song Futan raised his eyes: "Who?"
Lao Bai: "..."
Just kidding, which "he" can he find here, Xiao Song really... people are divided into groups!
Lao Bai bowed his hands and said respectfully: "How about Father? Mother?"
Song Futan: ".................."
Song Futan pointed back: "Inside."
With a smug look on his face, who wouldn't be so angry?
He floated in through the car door and saw Zhong Kui wearing a bright red mantle, facing his face with rage, his expression solidified on his face for a moment, so scared that his rolled into a urine, and fell to the ground: "Ah!!! Ah!!!"
Lan He opened her eyes after being quarreled, and saw Lao Bai crying and howling, "Who is so immoral, put the portrait of Zhong Jian here! You are missing a great virtue!"
There is also Xiao Song who gave him directions but did not remind!
"Early in the morning, you worship the early years." Lan He pulled Laobai up.
The little ghost is afraid of the big ghost, and Lao Bai is also a ghost. Of course, he will also be afraid of this big judge. Because it is impermanent, it is better than the ordinary little ghost. He stood up tremblingly and dared not get close. "I was really scared to death. Well, this painting looks strange like Zhongjue's deity.
"Really?" Lan He held the picture close to him. Unexpectedly, Dou Chunting didn't blow his head at all. If he had enough money, he could put such a painting at home, maybe he wouldn't be caught by Lao Bai...
Old Bai became frightened, "You, what are you doing! Don't come over, I'm kind enough to visit you!"
Lan He: "I burned a letter to you a few days ago. You are only here now.
"I didn't burn the letter, I was busy at the time!" Lao Bai howled, "I'm so tired, woo, work pressure is so great, so I came to you to explain."
He also cried, and Lao Bai cried out of breath.
Also, always work overloaded. Lan He put away the painting, "OK."
Lao Bai covered his chest: "Woo... can I give you some money, I feel so bad..."
Lan He: "..."
Worthy of you. Lan He took a box of ingots out, "I will be on a business trip in a while."
Old Bai's eyes showed reluctance: "You haven't left yet, I already miss you."
Lan He said calmly: "Can you watch me say this?"
Eyeballs must be attached to the ingot, what a plastic father-son relationship.
Lao Bai looked at him now and smiled, "Hey, well, I have good news to tell you that the golden dome is about to be repaired over there, and the bridge is also under construction, ending the chaos, just around the corner. . I will give you credit as well!"
"That's good, Miss Hu also worked hard." Lan He said with emotion, "Please don't worry, please give me the materials you gave me last time. I think your processing speed is so slow, I will wait for the reward. It should have been reincarnated."
Lao Bai: "..."
Lao Bai: "Where are you going, far away, how long you go, I think this box is enough."
Lan He: "Dai'an."
Lao Bai smiled at once. He was in charge of the Beijing area. If Lan He went to other places, he would take the Yin Road sooner, and far away, he would have no time.
And Dai'an, it is not a problem far away, that is the Taishan area, above the headquarters! Is this not convenient to find?
"Ha ha ha ha good, I think you can go to Yin Si and walk around, but haven't been." Lao Baimei flirted and danced authentically, "As an impermanence, how can you never go to Dongyue Yin Si?"
The old white money was handed out, and there was not much filial piety.
Lan He also got off the bus, and just saw Dou Chunting, thinking of Lao Bai's dead man's face wrinkling with tears, he greeted: "Brother, your spiritual judgment, I now feel the painting is wonderful, I feel it at once, really It's worth the price."
Dou Chunting: "?"
How did you realize it, Dou Chunting didn't care anymore, and praised: "I'll say it, money is not in vain! Look at me!"
He was complacent and wanted to treasure this painting himself after shooting.
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Beijing is only two hours away from Dai'an by high-speed rail, and the bus can arrive in six or seven hours. Lan He arrived in Dai'an with the crew and checked into the arranged hotel. At this time, it was already after dinner, and the shooting started here the next day.
"Well... Dai'an City God Temple is at this location, should it be more convenient to get the yin from here?" Lan He looked at the map, "I want to see it a little, what do you say?"
He sighed deliberately, "What if you are afraid, so many ghosts, different from the prefecture, are all Taoist schools."
Song Futan couldn't help but kiss his hair: "Go check it out, all come."
Lan He: "..."
What is this, grab my stalk and leave me speechless?
Song Futan looked at Lan He’s choked appearance, and couldn’t help but kiss his lips again,
And the song said that this is a famous mountain in the world, magnificent thousands of miles, and the town of Bai Ershan in Yongzhen. Life and death, disaster and happiness will return to their place, how can they not go."
Lan He agreed, and was kissed back by Song Futan, "What are you talking about?"
How to say, Lan He's mouth, Song Futan kissed again, grabbed this gap to invade.
Lan He: "..."
Song Futan didn't let go until a while later: "Huh?"
This time Lan He was well-behaved, shut up and didn't speak, whined a few words, if you can hear it, you can hear it, if you can't hear it, just forget: "Go!"
It’s not unusual for Song Futan to stay in Lan He’s room, but he basically won’t spend the night, and they live next door, and the crew is not quite sure what the two people are.
At present, the public impression is that they belong to friends, probably because Song Futan has always been a little ascetic, and always wears a strict black dress.
However, in China's current environment, even if the sexual orientation is wrong, it will definitely not be disclosed. Artists in the circle are like this. Even if it is obvious, they will not admit it, otherwise they will be blocked by the relevant departments.
At night, Lan He and Song Futan locked the door and left the hotel with their souls.
The world has always been crowded during the day and ghosts at night. In addition to various corners, there are also many ghosts at intersections and bridges.
Walking to one place, Lan He saw a group of ghosts sitting on the bridgehead. These ghost costumes are relatively old and have different shapes and shapes, but they have a unified feature, that is, they appear to be collapsed and their heads are bleeding. . This should be their death, looks...
"How come it seems that they all jumped off the building and died?" Lan He couldn't help saying, "Dai'an's fallen ghosts and associations are all together."
Song Futan: "It shouldn't be jumping off the building, the costumes are like costumes."
Lan He: "I looked like he was killed from a height."
Song Futan: "It was indeed a death, from the highest place in Dai'an."
Lan He reacted for a while before saying: "...Taishan?"
Song Futan nodded. Since he wrote it, he also checked the information. "In addition to the people who accidentally fell to death on the incense road, there is an ancient shed on the top of the mountain. Taishan is the legendary ghost home. Therefore, some people will make a vow to pray for their loved ones to heal, and jump down on their own, repeatedly forbidden. There is also the saying that jumping off the cliff to become a fairy. Therefore, there is a stone carving of'sorrow and fool' next to the cliff."
Lan He frowned.
Taoism advocates self-cultivation and noble life, but there are stories in the world where jumping from cliffs to immortals and saving lives is completely prevalent. The wind of evil spirits prevails. Religious profits are used to mislead the stupid people. This behavior makes him think of obsessing through novels and asking for death. People.
The world of ghosts and gods is obviously due to human changes, and is closely related to the Yang world. The gods can help and rely on living people. The emperor of the Yang world can also enclose the gods. All the government offices in Yangyang are forbidden to lay down.
So, have these people become immortals? No, instead, many of them became lonely spirits and wild ghosts.
For example, if these ghosts get together, it should be because they have similar experiences and can be sad together.
Lan He they passed through the ghosts, "borrowed."
Several ghosts lifted their flat heads to look at them, listening to their Mandarin, and sneered: "Ghosts in the field, go carefully."
Lan He: "..."
Song Futan: "..."
Some people even looked at the sticks sent by the immovable mage with Lan He tied around his waist, showing a funny expression, "I also brought a climbing stick, how vain it is."
The ghosts were proud and proud, "Look at what I do, but here is the Taishan Mountains, the capital of a country! Where did the two of you come from?"
It's sad not to feel sad when you get together, so these ghosts are not melancholic, but rather arrogant.
There is a capital city between the sun and the sun. The capital of the underworld has always been under Mount Tai. Taishan is also a place where the emperor of the earth has consecrated the heavens and sacrificed the heavens. It can be said that the status is important.
Lan He floated away normally, did not raise their heads like them, they all felt that Lan He was not atmospheric enough.
Lan He did not wear a uniform, and it was not surprising that they could not recognize the stick. But he thinks Song Futan is more funny. The people of the capital city of Yang met the ghost of the capital city of the underworld, and they were despised...
So they asked, Lan He really succeeded. He wanted to hear what these ghosts could say: "Uh, coming from Beijing, he is from Beijing, I am from Hunan."
Everyone whispered and agreed, "It's okay, okay."
"Not far away."
"I heard that the Dongyue Temple and the Niangniang Temple over there are doing well..."
The capital is a capital city between the sun and the sun, and one of the only four capital city temples in the world is there, barely recognized.
It is no longer like ancient times. Between the yin and the yang, when ghosts traveled to other places, they had to pass through the epiphany.
Unlike now, as long as you are not stuck in a place of death, you can try to go to the field. Therefore, the appearance of outland ghosts of Lan He and Song Futan did not make them suspect.
"You two come to Mount Taishan for the first time, there are definitely a few places to visit..."
Although these ghosts are proud, they are very enthusiastic to introduce them to local temples, scenic spots and the like, and one of them also sighed: "The mountaintop scenery I jumped on the cliff was really good. I used to go there to remember the past, only in recent years There are too many ghosts to go nostalgic, there is no taste like before."
At first glance, it is a relatively long time to die, maybe it was the earliest group to lay down.
"No, I went there once, and saw my son come to offer me buns. After so many years, my son didn't know what happened."
Times have changed. Lan He took a few words with them and left.
After crossing this bridge, at the other end of the bridge, a ghast stretched out his feet and blocked the way. Lan He wanted to go around, his feet stretched longer, and the whole was deformed.
Lan He: "...how?"
Looking at his "climbing stick", the lay ghost asked: "Will you go hiking in the scenic spot? For two dollars, I will guide you, and then go forward, but there are a lot of stones to dare to be. There is no ghost to take you. You don't know how to go ."
Taishan Stone Dangdang is also quite well-known, is to protect the peace, exorcism evil, usually standing outside the house, the street head Qiaotou stone or stone people, write "Taishan Stone Dangdang", thought to suppress 禳.
Lan He said with amusement: "No, I don't climb mountains."
He went down.
Lan He also thought that the ghost was the same as those just now, and it was a bit interesting to speak.
The ghoul stared at them, and the corners of his eyes began to bleed, and his tone threatened and said: "I have good intentions to help you!"
He has been dead for so many years, and he has not sacrificed long ago. In addition to fishing for some paper money on energy saving on weekdays, he will also bully his imp.
Lan He realized that he had encountered a land ruffian and was speechless for a moment. "How can there be a black guide in the underworld? It is also forced. I said that I would not go sightseeing."
"I don't care whether you watch or not," the ghastly man thought he was ignorant and also got angry. Hearing his tone seemed like a new death. He also revealed that he was visiting Taishan for the first time, and he didn't have any worries. Too.
The ghastly figure stood up, and the other ghosts looked over curiously. He sneered, "Be honest with the acquaintances. I just shouted and dozens of hundreds of brothers came to cut you down."
He said ceremoniously: "You are a foreign ghost, but this is the Taishan territory!"
Lan He: ".........?"