Zhenhua smiled bitterly: "Okay, okay, you are Guo Dingxiang, you say you are Dou E." I'm looking for you now to convey my mother's concern for you and Zhuang Xiaodie. Her old man said, "If you are married, how can you say that you will leave?"

", don't get in the way of me watching the show. Qi Lei glared at Zhenhua, slipped to the other side of the stage to continue watching the play, and by the way, he secretly learned two tricks from behind the famous actor.

Zhenhua was helpless, and gradually became cold-hearted.

I am so enthusiastic, but I am caught in the middle and angry, why bother?

The big drama in Dongwan Village was sung for ten days in a row. As Zhao Chenghai said, the little fart released, and no one expected that Ji Guifang and several other women would have such energy and make such a big battle.

From this incident, it can indeed confirm the saying that "women can hold up half the sky".

Ding Lan, the first person in Lu Opera, is a native of this county, and his fame is even higher than that of Zhou Wu. And Teacher Ding Lan is very enthusiastic, and she spares no effort to promote Lu Opera, and she is willing to support any big drama with more than ten books.

On the seventh day of the village opera, Teacher Ding Lan came to cheer and starred in "Xuemei Painting" for everyone, playing Qin Xuemei.

There is a saying in the pear orchard industry: men are afraid of running at night, and women are afraid of Sifan.

"Xuemei View Painting" is equivalent to "Night Run" and "Sifan", which is the most skill-testing play in Lu opera, and the singing method contains nine tones and eighteen tones. can freely switch between nine tones and eighteen tones, and show each tone to the fullest, in the Lu opera world, there was only Ding Lan at that time.

Teacher Ding appeared on stage in full costume, and as soon as he raised his voice, the audience boiled.

Wang Xiang, Zhao Chenghai and other old farmers saw their idols, and they were all so excited that their faces were flushed, and their eyes were full of cat urine......

The crazy folks all wrapped coins in banknotes and threw their colors at the stage. Suddenly, a rain of money fell and covered the stage.

While singing, Mr. Ding retreated again and again, almost interrupted by everyone's enthusiasm and madness. The little maid on the stage even blocked left and right, blocking the hidden weapon for Teacher Ding, and was smashed by Qian Yu......

Zhenhua was very shocked by the scene in front of him, who said that the old farmer would not chase stars? Just look at the performance of his father, Wang Xiang and others, compared with the current young people chasing stars, I am afraid that it will be more crazy and more enthusiastic!

On the eighth day, because there was no big horn town, there were a little fewer people watching the play.

In the past few days of singing, the people of Dongwan Village have never heard the sound of ghosts crying at night.

On the tenth day was the last day, and one play was sung in the afternoon and another in the evening. After twelve o'clock, there is also a finale drama "You Difu".

Zhenhua is having dinner at home, planning to go to the theater after dinner to continue to appreciate the culture and charm of local opera.

"Zhenhua, Zhenhua!" Qi Lei rushed in angrily and pulled Zhenhua out of the door.

"What's wrong?" Zhenhua was surprised and looked at Qi Lei with a frown.

"It's too poisonous, this person's heart is too poisonous!" Qi Lei gritted his teeth and breathed fire in his nostrils, pointing in the direction of the stage: "Zhenhua, do you know why the village sings? These bastards are too poisonous!"

Zhenhua was even more puzzled: "Who is too poisonous?

"You're still in the dark!" Qi Lei stomped his feet and said angrily: "These bastards invited people to sing to deal with Xiulian!"

Zhenhua was surprised: "What does it have to do with Xiulian!?"

Qi Lei cried, wiped his tears and said: "They are going to sing "You Difu" tonight, and they want to take Xiulian's soul away...... The people's hearts are too poisonous, Xiulian died, and they still didn't let Xiulian stay in her hometown...... Who has Xiulian offended? Why can't you stay in your hometown while you are alive, and when you die, you can't return to your hometown!?"

Zhenhua was miserable in his heart, pulled Qi Lei and walked away a few steps, and asked: "What is the relationship between You Difu and Xiulian, don't worry, speak slowly, let's figure out a way together!"

Qi Lei wiped his tears and said: "Song Jiacai told me that singing opera in the village was to deal with Xiulian from the beginning! They said that Xiulian was haunted in the village, and she needed to sing to dispel the ghost spirit with the help of popularity. Tonight's Youdi Mansion, the black and white impermanence of the Hades judge will be on stage, and then, the nearby lonely souls and wild ghosts will be swept away and taken away......"

Zhenhua sat down slowly, stunned.

It turned out that the opera was sung in the village in order to drive away Xiulian's soul. Pity yourself and Qi Lei, they are still stupidly running to the play, completely unaware of the mystery.

Zhuo Yilan walked out and said in a low voice: "Qi Lei Zhenhua, you calm down." I can't complain about this matter, and I can't complain about the villagers. Ghosts often cry on the riverside, and who is not afraid? Everyone invites people to sing operas, which is also a psychological comfort. ”

Zhenhua was silent.

Yilan said: "Zhenhua is a party member and an atheist. Since they don't believe in ghosts and gods, why should they care about the tossing of the villagers? They want to sing about the underworld and let them sing. ”

"No, I can't accept it emotionally!" Qi Lei waved his hand resolutely.

"Me too, knowing that it is meaningless for the villagers to do this, but I am also very unhappy in my heart...... Zhenhua bowed his head and said.

They all know that there are no ghosts in this world, but Zhenhua and Qi Lei feel wishful thinking that Xiulian has a soul. Her soul hopes to stay in her hometown, and Zhenhua and Qi Lei's task is to fulfill Xiulian's last wish.

Yilan sighed: "Then what are you going to do?

Qi Lei thought for a while and said, "I'll deal with it this time, Zhenhua doesn't have to participate." If they want to sing about the underworld, I'll send them down to the underworld first!"

Zhenhua frowned: "You want to play with your life?"

Qi Lei sneered: "Don't play with your life, when the time comes, I'll use a little trick and tell them to fart!"

With that, Qi Lei pedaled the bicycle and ran away, disappearing into the night.

Zhenhua was not at ease, hurriedly changed a pair of sneakers, and prepared to go to the theater to wait for Qi Lei.

Yilan said in a low voice: "Don't mess around with Qi Lei, just look at Qi Lei, don't let him suffer." ”

Zhenhua nodded: "I understand." ”

The performances of "You Difu" all started at twelve o'clock at night.

This is a very scary play, shǎoérbùyí. But the more terrifying, the more appealing. Therefore, under the stage of Dongwan Village, there are still more than 2,000 audiences, waiting for the start of the performance.

The sound of gongs and drums sounded, and the tour of the Difu officially kicked off.

Zhenhua was all over the scene, but he couldn't find Qi Lei's shadow, and he was even more anxious.

On the stage, lonely ghosts and wild ghosts are scurrying, headless ghosts, hanging ghosts, and drowning ghosts are shuttling back and forth, making screams and screams.

King Yama took the stage, shook the mountains and rivers, and drank the black and white impermanence and the bull head and horse face to start catching ghosts!

"Catch your uncle's ghost ——!"

With a roar, Qi Lei came out of nowhere, lit a large roll of firecrackers, and threw it on the stage.

The smoke of gunpowder was filled, sparks were scurrying, and the sound of crackling firecrackers was deafening.

The actors on the stage were scared.

The king of Yama was sweating in fear, and the judge Cui was fighting and sweating, and the black and white impermanence was running with his head and running around, and the bull head and horse face were crying for his father and mother, and the hanged ghost was so frightened that he retracted his tongue, and the headless ghost was so frightened that he grew his head......

In an instant, the actors on the stage ran away without a ghost, as if they had eaten all the birds and thrown into the forest, and the white land was really clean!

Qi Lei took out a small firecracker from his arms and threw them on the stage, laughing loudly: "Sing and sing, I will sing your uncle!"

(The third update is coming, and it will continue to be updated tomorrow.) ）21

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