The foreign Taoist priest's method of boiling dung made the other party retreat.

The spectators also dispersed, leaving Zhang Zizai alone in the yard, cleaning up the mess all over the ground.

Xiao Ru wanted to help him, but was stopped by Bai Pill.

In the evening, the village invited the opera troupe to sing a big opera, and a few people had nothing to do, so they went to join in the fun.

When everyone came to the village, it was already dark and crowded with people.

Yuan Datou was also present, and when he saw a few people coming, he stood in the distance and blew his beard at them, glaring at them, but he didn't dare to come. I don't know if I'm afraid of Zhang Zizai or I'm afraid of foreign Taoists.

At the beginning of the show, the announcer walked up to the stage and said into the microphone in a passionate tone: "Next, please enjoy the flower drum opera performed by the Second Cantonese Opera Troupe of the Sichuan Opera Troupe from the imperial capital - Bang Hai Chopping Wood!"

At the end of the curtain call, a man and a woman came up to the stage and sang gracefully.

After singing the song, the applause was thunderous, and even people like Zhang Zizai who didn't listen to the song couldn't help but revel in it.

After listening to the child's play for a while, Zhang Zizi suddenly had a sharp pain in his abdomen, and he felt that all his internal organs were mixed together. So he hurriedly asked Xiaoru where the nearest toilet was.

Xiao Ru pointed to a dilapidated brick house in the distance: "It's right there." ”

Zhang Zizi covered his stomach, asked Bai Wanzi for a few pieces of paper, and went straight to the toilet.

This is a dilapidated aqua toilet, there is no light in the toilet, Zhang Zizai had to turn on the flashlight of his mobile phone, pinching his nose and carefully finding the pit step by step.

After squatting, Zhang Zizai picked up his mobile phone and looked at it.

In the distance, you can still faintly hear the faint sound of drama. Listening to it, Zhang Zizai gradually felt that something was wrong.

The stage was still some distance from the toilet, but at this moment he felt that the sound was getting closer and closer to him, and the music style was becoming more and more weird.

The desolate female voice with the terrifying tune has been lingering in Zhang Zizi's ears, and his hairs stand up all over his body when he sings.

Zhang Zizai's heart tightened, stopped flipping through his phone, and listened carefully.

The voice, not like it was coming from a distance, seemed to be...... Zhang Zizai raised his head violently, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Above his head, there was a woman in blue clothes with a disheveled hair lying on the wall, singing to himself with a gloomy face!

The flashlight of the mobile phone shone on her pale face, and as her mouth closed one by one, streams of thick black liquid flowed outward, almost flowing on her head.

Zhang Zizi was full of excitement, shouted in a loud voice, lifted his pants and got up and ran.

After using the wooden figure five times in a row, the drama gradually faded away.

Zhang Zizi ran wildly all the way towards the stage.

However, it was supposed to be only five minutes away, but he ran for most of the day but never arrived.

The lights on the stage are still not far from me, I can see it, but I can't touch it.

The more Zhang Zizai ran, the more panicked he became, and the creepy tune began to sound in his ears again, getting closer and clearer.

Zhang Zizai's heart palpitated, it seemed that this time it was difficult to escape.

No matter how powerful his wooden man is, he can only pause for three seconds, but this ghost hits the wall and traps himself in it, let alone three seconds, it is three hours, three days, and he may not be able to escape.

Zhang Zizi didn't dare to look back, so he had to think of the wooden man in his mouth, and let the girl rush forward vigorously.

As he ran, he suddenly noticed a dark shadow in front of him.

Isn't it? Isn't this ghost always behind him? When did he jump in front of him again?

Zhang Zizi was startled, and was about to turn around and flee in the opposite direction, but heard the black shadow speak: "You melon peel!

Hearing this voice, Zhang Zizai was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly shouted at him: "Dog, save me!"

Foreign Taoist: "What's the matter? You really fell into the dung pit?"

It turned out that Bai Maruzi saw that Zhang Zizai had not returned for a long time, and was worried that something would happen to him, so he asked the foreign Taoist priest to find out.

The foreign Taoist priest was extremely unhappy, his face was changing on the stage, he was so happy to see it, he didn't have time to care about Zhang Zizai: "Oh! He just went to the toilet, what could happen, could he still fall into the dung pit?"

When Xiao Ru heard this, she said worriedly: "Let's go and see, it's really possible! Two years ago, Li Guangtou and his father fell in and drowned!"

The foreign Taoist priest had no choice but to come out to find Zhang Zizai.

When he came to the intersection, he found that he was running in circles around a big tree, and then he stopped him.

Zhang Zizai saw the foreign Taoist priest coming, as if grasping a life-saving straw, pulled his arm and said: "I'm scared to death! There is a female ghost in the toilet! Just now when I went to the toilet, she picked up the wall and sang at me, if I hadn't reacted quickly, I picked up my pants and ran, I guess I wouldn't see you now!"

Foreign Taoist: "What did you say?"

Zhang Zizai: "I mean there was a female ghost in the toilet just now! Wearing blue clothes, her mouth kept vomiting blood......

Foreign Taoist: "It's not this sentence, the next sentence." ”

Zhang Zizai: "Ah, I said that I reacted quickly, and the female ghost's blood almost dripped on me, who knows if there is poison in the blood, if she is dripping ......"

The foreign Taoist priest shook his head: "It's not this sentence, and then the next sentence." ”

Zhang Zizai: "Say the next one?" I said...... I'll lift my pants and run?"

The foreign Taoist priest nodded, and said with a look of disgust: "Didn't you find out what you missed?"

Zhang Zizai: "What is missing?"

Foreign Taoist: "Before you mention it...... Did you wipe it?"

Zhang Zizai: "......"

The arrival of the foreign Taoist priest put Zhang Zizi out of danger, and the drama that had just lingered in his ears disappeared without a trace at this moment.

So, the two of them planned to go back to the stage first to find Shiramaruko and the others, and then think about it in the long run.

When the two of them came to the stage, Shiramaruko and the others were sitting at the bottom listening to the play, listening with relish.

Zhang Zizai walked over and patted them: "Don't listen, I have an important situation to tell you here." ”

Bai Maruko turned around, covered his nose and said, "What smell? Why does it smell so bad?"

The foreign Taoist priest smiled: "What else can it taste, this guy ...... just now"

Zhang Zizi hurriedly covered his mouth and said, "When is it, do you still have the kung fu to smell these here!"

Shiramaruko: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Zizai: "I met a ghost!"

Shirakuko: "Cut...... I thought what was the matter, when would we not see a ghost?"

Zhang Zizai: "No, I'm not talking about the kind of ghost I usually see!"

Shiramaruko: "What's that?"

Zhang Zizai froze: "A powerful ghost who can already turn into a physical entity!"

Bai Maruko's face changed: "Won't it?"

Zhang Zizai: "Dressed in a costume, blue clothes and long hair, she just made a ghost for me on the road and hit the wall, so I almost couldn't come back!"

Bai Maruko was stunned: "A costume?

Zhang Zizi nodded.

Shiramaruko stood up from the bench suddenly, pointed to the stage and said with a frightened face, "What did you say...... Isn't it her?!"