Chapter 82:

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Where did Lan He expect that these Taoist priests reacted so fast, he could just say that he was Buddhist?
Seeing that they have to guard against themselves, they can't wait to yell at some ghosts to stop trading, Lan He quickly said: "No! Nonsense! I didn't change jobs!"
But where did the priests believe? He stopped him from chasing people or getting close to the soul. He was wary and said: "When did you invest in the Buddha?"
There are such things as job-hopping.
It's just that the impermanence is very glorious, and actually jumped to the land, it is inevitable that the Taoists are sad.
"Hey, if you have something to say, I just learn a few words." Lan He sighed, "I don't know, why are you so sensitive."
The degree is comparable to the Liu Xian who rubs rice in his family.
I saw a Taoist who took a step and proudly said: "Of course it is because of impermanence and old Bai, who will secretly send the wronged soul to the temple to save it, and then take it back to the vagina. We have to guard against the soul of the local government."
Lan He: "..............."
...Is it embarrassing? ! Co-authoring is because Lao Bai used to take advantage of it, always guarding!
Not to mention that he almost forgot, Lao Bai does have this habit.
The more the Taoists said they believed the more they believed: "I said, no wonder Laiye did not appear with Baiye today."
Lan He: "That's because Lao Bai went to fight Fan Ye and Xie Ye!"
Didn’t Fan Wuxue and Xie Bian come to the capital? Later, he knew that he seemed to be catching some ghosts that slipped out of the ghost gate. As the person in charge of the district, Lao Bai went to lick his idol.
Taoist: "It's not all you said."
Lan He: "..."
He wanted to use Lao Bai's words, "How deep is our father and son?
It didn’t take long for the priest to invite the head of the river, and the old man was also confused. After seeing Lan He himself, after they talked about it, they thought of the truth: yo, I’m afraid that the role is impermanent Take it down.
He also voted for Lan He, since he knew about it.
Jiangxian Changxian's windswept his beard, "Okay, don't worry, there is no mutiny in impermanence."
He assured Lan He with confidence.
Lan He: "Well, that's it."
Although I don’t know why the governor of the river can be so determined, maybe this is the master, the priests still accosted the soul to Lan He.
After Lan He left, the Taoists were still a little puzzled. "However, the impermanence is really anomalous. Not only does he speak Buddhist words, he doesn't like eating anymore."
Jiang Hedao: "Well, is it?"
"Master Jiang, do you know some inside story..." asked a Taoist priest.
"What's the inside story? You don't care about the underworld things." The head of the river walked away.
Other Taoists tweeted about it. Why, always feel that something is wrong. Since the Zhenwu Park battle against Liu Xian, Jiang Ye has been a bit special to the impermanence. What did they miss?
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"My family has activities today." Hu 79 asked when he saw Lan He, who got up early.
"Yeah." Lan He finished washing and was wiping his face. "You are good at home, don't bully Bai Wu... well, what about the fourth?"
Hu Seventy-nine: "Liu Yutang was full yesterday, saying he was on patrol in the park."
Lan He: "..."
Lan He: "Don't just give him a nickname, he will get sick again when he hears."
Hu Seventy-nine said with a grin: "I will shout in private, don't you call Bai Ping Yiping also, my family?"
"That's true," Lan He sighed. "So I hope you don't be as shameless as me."
Song Futan: "..."
He came to help Lan He tie his tie, "Are you really a good father?"
Lan He raised his head and asked him to do something, with a smug smile.
The company arranged for Lan He to attend a press conference for endorsement products today. During the filming of Lan He, he did not participate in offline activities, and he usually did not go out, which made fans feel puzzled. The young actor, why not go out so much No one has ever met him by accident.
Of course, Lan He is not going out, but he is going out to do part-time jobs in his soul in his free time, who can meet by chance.
Anyway, there will be a lot of fans at this press conference. It is estimated that I haven’t seen Lan He in a long time, which is quite lively.
Lan He and Song Futan took the indoor elevator to the first basement floor and went out two steps. Lan He remembered that he had nothing to take. "Wait, I get some happy paper."
Although I went to participate in the activities between the sun, but experience tells Lan He, no matter where he goes, there is always nothing wrong with bringing a little happy paper.
Song Futan: "I will go with you."
"...Mister Xuanguang, you are so sticky, so childish, this is also going." Lan He mouth said so, or he and Song Futan went into the elevator hand in hand.
Lan He saw Yiping swallowing slowly in a hedgehog shape, reaching for the elevator: "Are you going up too?"
Bai Wu really wanted to go up to eat. He looked at it and sighed, "There are too many people. I'll wait. Travel at the wrong peak."
Lan He: "..."
If he didn't know Bai Wu's character, if he could see ghosts himself, he would think that Bai Wu was telling ghost stories...
Song Futan pressed the door casually: "You might as well walk up the stairs and exercise a little bit round."
Food is good, Yi Ping is indeed a little round, but the face is still small, the hedgehog.
The door closed slowly, and the last thing Lan He saw was the shock in the eyes of Yiping Black Bean. "Ha ha ha ha ha, I think Yi Ping might be thinking, stepmother really didn't have a good one."
Lan He and Song Futan were driving the car he spoke for this time. When they arrived at the venue, the door was lively enough. Many fans had already arrived in advance, and not only the brand to organize activities here, the religious culture of Beijing It seems that the exchange meeting is also held here...
Therefore, in addition to the fans who came to Lanhe, there were also a group of religious figures such as monks, priests, priests, etc., taking pictures with the small flag under the red banner at the gate.
Lan He: "..."
He saw a lot of familiar faces in it. Old seniors like Fudo didn’t come, but the imagination came...
The vehicles passed them and drove directly to the parking lot. Lan He glanced back, "It's quite harmonious."
Not only the Yincaodifu and Dongyue Yinsi have merged, but the organization and communication between the yangs are also good.
This venue has a total of three floors, and the ground floor on the first floor of the daytime period is not determined whether to go out, or completed, anyway, Lan He did not see anyone. He went to the backstage first, this is already coming to the scene in advance, make-up plus the scene and the host again the process again.
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"Now everyone can enter in an orderly manner." After the staff announced, the fans lined up with tickets.
And at this time, Wang Lizhen also sent WeChat at the gate: "I've arrived, where are you? I'm beside this roll-up."
The two girls came over and looked carefully at Wang Jingli, confirming that he was really alone next to him: "Excuse me, are you, Mrs. Lily..."
The organizer specially invited Lily, a painter who had painted fan pictures for Lan He, and invited him to create paintings related to Lan He's endorsements.
A familiar fan knew that Lily would go, so he met his wife, but when he saw him, he was dumbfounded. Who is this man who is more than 1.8 meters tall?
"I'm Lily." Wang Lijing reached out and shook hands with them. "Hello." He himself enjoys the Lan He movie, so he created some pictures, not to be loyal, but it is also a general fan, so he came. The last time I saw Lan He himself, the other party was not famous.
Two fans: "........."
Both of them fainted: "No, you...lily...how..."
My friend, I don't even mention the style of painting. Lily is a female name! !
Wang Granule: "Oh, my real name is Wang Granule, this is a homonym."
other side:"…………"
Wang Grane: "Let's go in together, you don't look very young, do you know any parents coming here?"
Although Wang Lien was not very young, as soon as he opened his mouth, the female fans felt the pressure of parents. Obviously, I don’t think that I can express my tone because of the text.
Female fans: "Know, know... we are all grown-ups!"
Wang Lijing's sharp eyes swept past: "Really? I'll take a look at the ID card."
Female fans: "............"
Wang Grane recovered himself: "Oh, I'm sorry, professional habits... I just want my parents to know, let's go in, my admission ticket seems to be able to go through the staff channel."
They entered, the fans were still looking for seats, and the media was almost there.
The female fan is still asking carefully: "Mrs. Lily, you won't. You have tattooed arms..."
Lan He has a male fan, and it is still a big brother's thing, everyone knows. Looking at Wang Jingli's strength, they all suspect that Wang Jingli also has a flower arm.
Wang Liran said with sweat: "I am a policeman."
Female fans: "..."
I finally knew how the kind of parents who looked like parents and was stricter than parents came.
The two could not help murmuring: "Brother really is a black and white take-all..."
Wang Liran: "..."
He wanted to refute a bit, and he felt speechless.
Before the arrival of Lan He, Wang Jingli was watched by the fans he knew.
The personnel entered the venue one after another, and the host had already warmed up. It stands to reason that Lan He should be out soon, but at this time, the sky suddenly went dark, the rainstorm came suddenly, and after the thunder, the lights were even in the venue. With a flash, it was completely dark, and only the lighting of the electronic equipment illuminated the scene.
There was a cry of excitement at the scene. The host responded quickly and quickly said loudly that there might be a problem with the circuit. Please sit down.
"No, it's dark outside!"
Obviously it was afternoon, but the outside was as dark as the night, and a trace of sunlight gradually disappeared, coupled with the indoor power outage, it was really disturbing.
Out of professional habit, Wang Li-Je stood up to maintain the security at the scene and said aloud: "Don't worry, this may be because the cloud is thick and low, so the visibility has also gone down. Please sit down and wait for the circuit to be repaired."
He is a local, and the weather like this has happened before.
After saying this, people who don't know are also at ease, and they still have the mood to take photos and circulate a circle of friends.
It was just that the press conference must be postponed. The fans who thought they could immediately see Lan He sighed again and again: "Hurry up and fix it, you will see your brother soon."
At this time, on the scene of the religious and cultural exchange meeting on the second floor, the masters who fell into the dark were somehow monks. They were relatively calm. When they contacted the people in the venue and learned that they were going to repair, they were indifferent and even began to cross-legged chanting. Yes.
In the background, Lan He also fell into the dark, the brand side quickly said sorry, the weather is abnormal, may have to wait, and it will be repaired as soon as possible.
Lan He understood that it was fine, just wait.
There are several people in the background, some companies and brands. Song Futan has just gone to the bathroom. Lan He is thinking about bringing the mobile phone. It should be okay. I feel my wrists tight and a sense of traction.
His face changed.
The brand thought it was suddenly angry again, "Uh, Teacher Lan He, let's stare at the repair together..."
"It's okay, I just feel a little stuffy, go out and take a breath, don't care about me." Lan He smiled reluctantly, refused to accompany, and hurried out. He took off his coat and put it outside the door, following the direction of traction.
...
The connection between Lan He and Song Futan is intriguing. This feeling must be that there is something wrong with Song Futan. To confirm, Lan He made Song Futan's call while walking, and no one answered it.
There are a lot of staff on this floor, and Lan He is not good for getting rid of his soul. He has to take this booklet to cover his face, and no one can see clearly because of the dim light.
Lan He touched the second floor. In the dark corridor, he walked down lightly and suddenly heard a chant.
"The slave ripped the cassock, buried the Tibetan scriptures, abandoned the wooden fish, lost the cymbals, could not learn the Raksha girl to go to the devil, or the South China Sea Moon Guanyin... hate only the monks and vulgars who lie..."
The tone was bleak, and people could hear the chill in the bones.
Who is singing here?
Lan He walked slowly to the door and looked at the probe. It was a woman in blue, sitting on the window sill of the corridor, looking out at the window and singing, and there were a few sheets of paper floating on the ground.
Lan He took a closer look and it was actually a character written by Song Futan.
He went out to take a look again. Song Futan was entangled in a blue Aya, his wrist was too weak to use his sword, and his soul was shaken, and War Donkey 001 was biting that Aya, so it was not called Song Futan was in trouble.
It's not long for Song Futan to learn the sword, but the woman in blue is not easy, otherwise it won't be so. The deep grief surprised Lan He.
Lan He was about to leave his soul immediately, but it was then that the door next to it opened, and several Taoists rushed out, using their swords to draw away the Ayako on Song Futan: "Tianyuan Taiyi, Jingsi master soldier, defending the world... Generals of the Third and Fifth, evil will be cut, blame will be urged..."
The sound of the mantra continued to protect Song Futan.
Several other monks followed, and surrounded the blue girl, "Bold evil ghost, do you know that we are meeting today, dare to harm people here!"
The blue girl seemed to be stunned for a while, and she died for a few years at a glance. She has never seen such a cooperative posture.
But the monks wanted to use a magic weapon to deal with her, but she responded quickly, waved carelessly, and wrapped a strong belt around a monk's neck, and even hummed with ease in her mouth. "There are quicksand Buddhas on both sides of the rivers and lakes, and there are 84,000 Buddhas...
Sikong's face changed slightly, and he seemed to think of something. He stretched out his hand to pull the belt and read the heart Sutra.
The blue girl's tone was colder, the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, and water droplets were condensed on the walls. Her beautiful face was originally as cute as a living person, and now she showed some black and black, and the tone became more and more beautiful, "say me Laugh at me, I don’t want to become a Buddha, I don’t want to read Mita Prajna Polo..."
Sikong only felt that his fingers were about to be frozen, and when he withdrew them, he saw that his fingertips were black, but what made him feel terrible was that his chanting actually had no effect on this ghost!
Song Futan said to him: "Sikong, this ghost is familiar with the scriptures, let the Taoist come."
The rune paper he threw just now was of little use to the female ghost, and was trapped by it.
"What?" Sikong was surprised, and quickly pushed the Taoist next to him, "Go up!"
On their side, all the monks had been swollen with purple faces, but the priests were holding swords to go up. The water droplets on the wall blasted and hit them all, and there was a layer of frost on each one. The hands and feet were so frozen that they could hardly move. Where is this water, it is clearly condensed!
Fortunately, at this time a paper horse came running, biting and tearing the monk's belt, and the monk was relaxed, and he coughed violently while sitting on the ground.
Seeing this paper horse, many people realized what.
"Come on lord?"
Sure enough, the impermanence fluttered out of the stairwell, with a lingering soul in his hand, making them feel a little relieved... or use impermanent ghosts to deal with ghosts.
Lan He stepped forward and stood with Song Futan, grabbing his hand, which made him feel at ease. Lan He's body was in the stairwell a few meters away, but he couldn't care too much.
Lan He put on a deceptive smile and said to the girl in blue: "You also learn Buddha?"
The blue lady looked at him indifferently.
The monks muttered and looked at Sikong again, Sikong's face was ugly. He also guessed that the blue girl had some practice in front of her, so their methods were actually invalid for her. The Taoist tactics are effective, but unfortunately there is no such a big man like the head of the river, but fortunately, he arrived in time.
Lan He: "I have also studied Buddhist scriptures recently. Everyone is my own. Then you should be kind and kind."
The monks burst into joy: "?"
The Taoist priest of Dongyue Temple quickly broke the rumor: "No job change! No!"
The girl in blue looked at Lan He indifferently: "Impermanence? Are you looking for Bai Ruyi?"
What the is white, looking at this female ghost, either to seek revenge or to retaliate against the society, it is estimated that she is the person she is obsessed with. At first, Lan He thought that she came to Song Futan, but the blue girl was against Song. Fu Tan and other Taoists and monks were treated equally, but they did not mean to occupy Song Fu Tan's body.
Lan He thought about it and pointed to Song Futan and said, "No, I'm looking for this."
The originally indifferent blue girl's mood fluctuated a little: "You lied to me..."
"Don't be excited, I didn't lie to you, I really don't know." Lan He said, "Girl, do you... hate that Bai Ruyi? Did you deliberately kill him?"
The blue-faced woman said blankly: "Bai Ruyi is dead."
Lan He: "Dead? What kind of hatred do you have? Did he scum you? Since he is dead, don't get entangled."
Blue Lady: "No."
Lan He did not understand whether she did not agree to give up the entanglement, or what it meant.
The female ghost was very angry, and intuitively told him that it was not easy to provoke. He just secretly burned the letter and came out to play. He also wanted to delay the time. At this time, he continued to persuade: "I think you must be very kind when you were alive. What the did that guy do? Tell me about it, we all have special reason."
Song Futan: "..."
The girl in blue took a bottle from her sleeve, and Sikong was even more speechless at first glance. This was clearly the means by which their Buddhist disciples collected ghosts. She opened the bottle and said to him, "Bai Ruyi, you can tell him , We have no hatred."
Lan He: "Hey, Bai Ruyi is in the bottle..."
Before he finished speaking, Lao Bai's voice came from inside: "I'm almost done!! Save me out, dad!!!"
Lan He: "..............."
The temperature was even lower in an instant, and the blue-eyed woman's eyes turned red: "You were lying to me, you said you didn't come to Bai Ruyi."
Lan He: "???"
Lan He shouted: "Misunderstanding! I really don't know that my child is called Bai Ruyi!"