Chapter 119: Ghost Play 3

The troupe boss couldn't see the 'people' in the fog, but he could hear the sound clearly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The extremely frightened troupe boss wanted to run into the cabin, but after running a few steps, the whole person suddenly hung upside down and floated in mid-air. It was as if a large, invisible hand had grasped one of his feet and lifted him into the air.

I took out the rune paper, rushed out of the cabin, and slammed it at the foggy part above the troupe owner.

A sharp scream rang out from the place where the rune paper had been hit. The fog suddenly dimmed, and the troupe owner also fell from mid-air.

At this time, Mu Yang also ran out of the cabin, holding the golden rune paper in his hand, and with words in his mouth, he hit the place where the fog was thicker.

Muyang's rune paper is much more powerful than mine, and as soon as the golden light of the rune paper touches the mist, several screams sounded in the air.

By the time the light of the rune paper had dissipated, the fog in the air had disappeared cleanly, and the shaking of the ship's hull had stopped.

Look at the troupe owner, who is lying on the deck foaming at the mouth. Mu Yang went over to take a look, but he was just too frightened and fainted.

Mu Yang snorted coldly: "The guy who wants money and doesn't want to die, he deserves to die!" ā€

The people on board were already scared, and tonight's experience should be enough for them to digest for months. A little surprisingly, Tie Laodao's face did not change at all. Instead, he stared straight at Muyang.

"Huh? This old man... What does this mean? Looking at his posture, it seems that he has something to do with Muyang. ā€

I thought to myself.

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Now that it had become like this, the play could not be sung, so a few of us simply cleaned up and returned to the cabin to change back to our own outfits.

Just as we were about to get off the boat, the light of two flashlights flashed on the shore: "Director Zhang, Director Mu, why did someone scream just now?" Are you all right? ā€

It was Director Tian of the police station who spoke, and he was followed by our village chief, because he heard the movement on our side, he didn't know what was happening, and he ran too quickly, the clothes on Director Tian's body were already soaked, and his tall body was wrapped in a wet police uniform, which looked a little ridiculous.

"It's okay, I was singing just now!"

I hurriedly replied.

When I spoke, Director Tian had already arrived at the bottom of the boat, and when he heard my explanation, he muttered, "Singing? How can the singing opera scream, and how many times? ā€

Seeing those Hua Dan who got off the boat with their burdens, Director Tian kindly went over to help, but he didn't expect those people to dodge and dodge, and tried to avoid Director Tian touching the things in the baggage. There are no three hundred taels of silver here, which makes Director Tian more and more suspicious.

When he saw someone carrying the troupe master on his back, Director Tian hurriedly stepped forward and took a hand: "What's wrong with him?" You okay? ā€

"It's okay, the troupe boss just slipped on the boat and hit his head on the stage, just go back and rest."

Tie Lao Dao, who had been following behind and had not spoken, spoke.

Walking behind Tie Lao Road was Wen Chou in the troupe, holding two in his hands and two burdens, one was his own, and the other was the master of the troupe who was now in a coma.

When he got off the boat, the two bags he was carrying fell badly.

Maybe he was too nervous, he accidentally stepped on the air, and the whole person fell off the pedal.

Director Tian was quick to see and helped him when he landed, although this Wen Chou was not broken, but the burden in his hand was not caught, the burden fell to the ground and spread out, and the gold stator silver ingots were spilled on the ground.

Director Tian and our village chief's eyes were straight at that time, singing is so easy to earn?

"Don't go! Stand there and don't move! ā€

Director Tian suddenly shouted, walked in front of me and Mu Yang, pointed to the gold and silver ingots all over the ground and said, "Two leaders, don't you explain these things?" ā€

Compared with Director Tian, who was stunned by Muyang's lesson yesterday, he is still a little dignified now, and he dares to speak like this to the two leaders.

Director Tian saw that Muyang and I didn't speak, so he couldn't ask again. had to catch the ugly man: "You say, what's going on?" ā€

Wen Chou was dumbfounded, what happened on the ship just now had already frightened him, and now he was so frightened by Director Tian that he directly broke his psychological defense.

He told the story of what had just happened on the ship. While talking and analyzing, adding his imagination, he added oil and vinegar.

After hearing this, Director Tian and the village chief had different reactions.

Director Tian glared at Wen Chou: "Even if you make up a story, make up a better one?" You said it yourself, can I believe the ghost stories you made up? ā€

"Lao Tian, you wait first!"

The village chief stepped forward to stop Director Tian, turned back to me and said, "Zhang.... Director, are you the leader, or one of the parties, or you can talk about it! ā€

I smiled and glanced at him: "Do you believe what I said?" ā€

The village chief also pulled Director Tian over: "I know, you are now a big leader, and you will not lie to your fellow countrymen, as long as you say it, Lao Tian and I believe it!" ā€

Director Tian also nodded: "Director Zhang, just say it, it will be difficult for us to do it without you!" ā€

I nodded, pointed to the unlucky Wen Chou and said: "What he said is not far from ten, and it is almost the same as the part where the Monkey King appeared and Nezha descended to earth, believe it or not!" ā€

Director Tian listened to it with half a doubt, gasped slightly, and his face sank: "Zhang...."

Before he finished speaking, he didn't expect to be stopped by the village chief: "I believe it!" ā€

Seeing Director Tian's surprised look, the village chief turned his head and said to him: "In the past, when someone in the village was fishing in the river, they fished out this kind of ingot, and the color was about the same. ā€

After a pause, the village chief said the main topic: "No matter how the things on the ground come from, they belong to our Linjiang Village, so you just take them away, isn't it appropriate?" ā€

While they were arguing, my grandfather came over with my uncle and my father.

Seeing the ingots all over the ground, everyone's eyes were on fire. The ownership of this ingot, everyone has their own opinion.

Even, Tie Lao Dao also said that these ingots are human bones, which are used by evil ghosts to confuse the world, and he wants to seal all the ingots in the underground palace of the Taoist temple, and suppress the evil spirit on the ingots with the righteousness of Taoism.

"Tie Lao Dao, you can pull it down!"

It was my father who spoke, and after a pause, my father continued to speak: "Just your Taoist temple? It's a food entertainment company, right? Seal the ingots in the dungeon? It's your company's vegetable cellar, right? ā€

In the end, it was my grandfather who said: "It's not easy to be frightened this night, this batch of ingots cut cabbage with a big knife, half of the family." Half is also better than nothing! ā€

At this time, the troupe leader had not woken up yet, and a singer of martial arts was the last to call the shots.

Half of a family is half of a family, but after the division is over, the drama troupe will leave immediately, and the rest of the drama will not be sung!

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