Zombies: At the beginning of Kunlun Xianshu Town, kill Mr. Ren

Gee!

"I knew that melon seeds could be exchanged for good things. What do I use Uncle Jiu's talisman for every day? It's a waste!"

Ji Dong is now full of regrets.

A Nine Uncle Talisman is 10 exchange points!

The accumulation of a little makes a lot, rounded up, I lost a hundred million!

Lin Yi was full of annoyance, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea to suppress the dryness in his heart.

At this moment, the good show started.

Playing and playing on the stage, sipi flowing water, people began to come backstage.

"Forget it, don't think about it, just don't be stupid in the future, go to the theater!"

I grabbed a handful of melon seeds and watched a play while eating melon seeds.

……

Bang Cai Bang Cai Bang Cai!

A character wearing a black suit and holding a steel knife came out from the background.

"How dare the upstairs be Ximen Qing?"

"Exactly!"

"How dare it be Wu Song downstairs?"

"Exactly, I, Wu Song, are here!"

Now it is singing The Lion House, and it is about Wu Song knowing that his elder brother was killed by Ximen Qing, and he was so angry that he wanted to kill Ximen Qing.

Asked in Huajie Lane that Ximenqing was in the Lion House, so he rushed over alone.

On the stage, Ximen Qing and Wu Song had a lively fight, a steel knife was swishing, and it was exchanged back and forth in the hands of Wu Song and Ximen Qing.

The two of them turned somersaults back and forth, back and forth, front and back somersaults, tossing and turning, neat and tidy, and they didn't breathe when they were done.

The table was kicked over, Wu Song and Ximen Qing jumped directly on the table legs, the two stood firmly on the table legs, and continued to fight.

1 minute on stage, ten years off stage, these are all child skills practiced since childhood, and ordinary people will never be able to do it.

At this time, the opera troupes were all skilled. A troupe traveled around all year round, looking for places to sing, and changing places with a shot.

The audience was full of pits and valleys, and all the seats were full of people. Seeing this wonderful martial arts show, they couldn't help applauding.

There is no pop music these days, no, pop music at this time is drama, and having a troupe in a theater building is like having a concert.

The townspeople from most of the town came over, and their applause could knock down the roof.

"I'll kill you!"

clang!

There was a sudden sound on the stage.

The knife in Wu Song's hand was suddenly bounced away.

Originally, Ximen Qing had already bent over, waiting for Wu Song to chop off his head with a single knife, and the scene would be over.

But when he swung the knife, it seemed to be blocked by something on the way, and the knife bounced away.

Ji Dong was eating melon seeds, this scene was so vivid that his brows were immediately raised.

"Ok?"

has a problem!

Ximen Qing was surprised for a moment, but with rich experience, he put on a new pose and glared at Wu Song.

"Shave your head!"

"Ah! Oh!"

Wu Songren was still in a daze, he didn't understand why he couldn't cut it down with his knife, since there was nothing.

Swish!

Wu Song took a saber flower and swung it down.

However, this time, Wu Song was horrified to find that his arm seemed to be caught by an invisible big hand, and he couldn't even move his whole body!

Ji Dong in the audience narrowed his eyes slightly, guessing something, took out a grapefruit leaf from the storage bracelet, and stuck it on his eyelid.

"The sky is clear and the earth is spiritual, the yin and turbidity are clear and the yang is clear, open my Dharma eyes, and the yin and yang can be clearly distinguished!"

It stands to reason that there are so many people sitting in the theater building, and the yang energy is so abundant, ghosts would not dare to come out easily.

In the next second, as Ji Yi opened his eyes, the scene on the stage changed suddenly.

On the gloomy stage, besides the two living people, there is also a ghost with a thin neck and a big head!

This big-headed ghost is wearing a funny red cloth flower clothes. His head is as big as a birthday star, but there is a bunch of black hair on the top!

It looks very funny.

He is now holding Wu Song and Ximen Qing's arms one by one, making them unable to move.

"It's really haunted! But it's strange! With so many people gathered here, they still can't suppress the evil energy in the theater building!"

"How can there be so much yin in this theater building?"

Puzzled in Lin Yi's heart, he flicked his right hand.

A golden exorcism spell flew out instantly.

The thin-necked and big-headed ghost on the stage had a wicked smile on his face, seeing Wu Song and Ximen Qing's anxious expressions, he became more and more happy.

At this moment, a ray of golden light whizzed over and hit the thin-necked, big-headed ghost.

Whoops!

The thin-necked, big-headed ghost screamed and flew out.

Wu Song and Ximen Qing felt as if a golden light flew past, and then regained control of their bodies.

"Chop off your head!"

Wu Song's face became serious, and he swung his knife down. Ximen Qing reacted quickly and fell to the ground.

The accompanist next to him hurriedly gave some points, beating gongs and drums.

Bang Cai Bang Cai Bang Cai.

"it is good!"

The audience in the audience applauded in unison.

Ximen Qing is finally dead, this bastard really deserves to be killed!

None of the ordinary people in the audience could see what happened on the stage just now, but Ximen Qing and Wu Song knew very well that something went wrong just now.

The two retreated backstage with strange expressions on their faces.

The head of the troupe greeted him.

"Ajia, you did a good job just now, but what happened in the end?"

Ximen Qing, who was called Ajia, frowned.

"I bumped into something on the stage just now."

Don't talk about people during the day, don't talk about ghosts at night, especially in theatrical troupes, they often pretend to be ghosts and villains, and they will inevitably encounter some strange and evil things, so they believe in this.

So there is this rule in the troupe.

Ximen Qing didn't say that he hit a ghost, but that he hit something.

The face of the troupe leader suddenly changed.

He knows what the other person is talking about.

Every time the theater troupe goes to a place for a play, they will put on a special ghost show for the ghosts to watch.

There is a play called Sacrifice to the White Tiger, which is also the opening gong play.

The play of worshiping the white tiger is only performed but not sung, no one can make a sound no matter whether it is the front desk or the backstage.

The two characters play the God of Wealth and the White Tiger respectively.

The God of Wealth has a black face, wears a black-bottomed four-color coat and red trousers, and follows the Xuanyi Zhushang in the ancient book Nuo ceremony.

The white tiger wears a tiger suit, a mask, and bare feet.After the actor has opened his face and dressed, others have to avoid it.

Firecrackers were set off on the stage to mark the opening, and the God of Wealth began to dance, trampling every corner of the stage to expel evil spirits.

Then the God of Wealth went to sleep, and when he woke up, the tiger disappeared.The God of Wealth jumps on the table and looks like a tiger while climbing a mountain.

At this time, the tiger came on stage, took down the raw pork hanging on the table, put it close to the mask, and threw the pork under the table to show that he had eaten the pork.

The God of Wealth jumped down and wrestled with the white tiger, then rode on the tiger's back, and wrapped the chain around the tiger's mouth, indicating that the tiger could not open its mouth to harm humans and animals.

The God of Wealth rides a tiger to step down, and the actors take off their make-up at Hudumen and restore their mortal status before returning to the stage.

When the sound of gongs and drums stopped, the troupe members shouted in unison, indicating that the taboo was lifted, and they could speak.

White in drama represents negative, rebellious, unclean and unlucky.

The folks believe that the white tiger is an evil star, and it will open its mouth to hurt people when it comes to the Waking of Insects.

This is why, once the actor who plays the white tiger puts on the mask, he must not speak until the ceremony is complete.

The God of Wealth subdues the white tiger and leaves, implying to dispel the evil spirits here.

This is the rule left by the ancestors!

At the same time, the theatrical troupe will also enshrine Patriarch Huaguang, exorcising evil spirits and transforming evil spirits, and town villains!

But everything was prepared, why did he bump into something?

……

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Chapter 41: Isn't this people scaring ghosts!

"Ouch! It hurts!"

The thin-necked and big-headed ghost sat up from the corner whimpering, his body ached, as if he was about to fall apart.

It never occurred to him that he was having fun on the stage when he was suddenly knocked into the air.

If he hadn't been an old ghost for hundreds of years, and his soul body had been solidified, he would have been blown away just now.

One good show after another on the stage, the Lion House was over and another one was replaced.

This is the characteristic of small opera troupes. They don’t sing in a complete set, but they only perform excerpts, and they choose the most famous and classic places, and they are all dry goods.

Don't say whether it's good or bad, but work hard!

Only in this way can we attract everyone to buy tickets willingly.

"Who hit me just now?"

The thin-necked, big-headed ghost carefully looked down the stage, and finally saw a very different person.

Although this man was dressed plainly, he couldn't hide his aura, and he was very out of tune with the people around him.

"Is it him?"

The big head ghost scratched his big head suspiciously, at this moment, Ji Dong also looked at him.

One person, one ghost, four eyes facing each other.

There was a trace of playfulness in those bright and energetic eyes, and the big-headed ghost who saw it let out a yell, and turned into a cloud of ghost fog and slipped into the ground.

tui~

Ji Dong spit out the skin of the melon seeds.

"Emotion is still a coward. It is nothing but mischievous!"