The boss of the opera troupe said while painting Mu Yang's face: "Not all singers understand it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info leader, you also know, what kind of night drama is a ghost play, isn't it just singing for the dead? The best thing to say about the night drama is to change the soup without changing the medicine. Most of the troupes that sing this kind of drama will not accept it, which is unlucky. However, after taking the night play, you must understand the rules, this set of rules is handed down by the older generation, as long as you follow the rules, nothing will happen.

But that's it, there are few teams to take on night plays. That is, we covet that little money. But that's it, we also mainly sing yang opera, even if we take the night play, that is, we buddies take it up, and those people only sing yang opera. In a few years, if the nine of us lose one or two, this night drama will be wiped out in our generation! ”

Soon, Muyang's face was painted, and the class leader turned to my face again, his hands moved, and his mouth was not idle, and then the topic just now said: "Then again, don't look at the night drama and say that it's very evil, our brothers have also sung it several times, and I haven't even seen a ghost hair,...... Okay, Leader Zhang, your face is also painted! ”

Mu Yang and I looked in the mirror, and our brothers' faces seemed to have crawled out of the noodle jar, and their cheeks were also blushed by the class master, which looked not much different from Hua Dan on the stage.

At about half past eleven in the evening, the troupe boss walked out of the cabin with us, and burned the money first as he did last night, and after burning the money, he took the actors to worship in all directions, and chanted words to the air on the river.

Finally, at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the class owner took out a radio from the cabin and pressed the button, which was the prelude to the Peking Opera mother-in-law's tattoo.

I immediately understood that there were only nine people in the troupe, and there was no place for the pianist and others, so I had to play the recording to make up the numbers, and the actors who had nothing to do returned to the cabin, and the class owner played the role of his mother-in-law and stood on the stage and sang.

The first sentence in the mouth of the class master sounded, and the fog of last night fell on the river again, and the fog became thicker and thicker, but it seemed that except for me, Muyang and Tie Laodao, no one could see the fog.

At this time, the class master sang to a high point on the stage, and the last sentence of loyalty to the country was sung, and the voice resounded through the sky.

Before the class leader finished singing, someone in the mist suddenly shouted: "Okay! ”

The class owner who was really frightened was stunned for a moment, and then sat down on the ground.

"Really?"

The troupe leader sat down on the stage, shaking all over, and began to babble.

At this time, the fog on the river was getting thicker and thicker, and the cabin was four or five meters away from the stage, and in this way, I could no longer see the situation of the troupe owner.

The Hua Dan who were waiting to go on stage in the cabin turned white at this time, let alone on stage, even this cabin couldn't get out.

I grabbed the rune paper in my pocket and wanted to rush out to snatch the boss back, but I didn't expect to be stopped by Muyang: "Wait a minute, just shout, let's see the situation!" ”

Before I could speak, I heard a "thump" on the stage above, as if something had been thrown on the stage.

It was only the first sound, and then there was a crackling like a hail on the roof of the cabin. A few fist-sized objects rolled down to the entrance of the cabin, and I picked them up, and they were yellow and clear gold ingots, and I weighed them, to say about a pound.

The 'ingots rain' above can stop for nearly a minute.

After being quiet for a while, I heard the troupe master on the stage above shouting tremblingly: "Thank you.... Thank you"

Mu Yang and I rushed out of the cabin with our front and back feet, and at this time the fog outside was much smaller, and we saw that the entire stage above and the deck were scattered with hundreds of gold and silver ingots of different sizes.

The boss of the theater troupe has already taken off his robe and is piling ingots into the robe with his teeth cracked (I later learned that more than a dozen ingots hit him just now, but fortunately he had already protected the vital point)

"You are all dead! Come up and thank you! ”

When the boss of the troupe saw me and Muyang coming out, his face changed, and he hurriedly yelled at his own people in the cabin for fear that we would rob him of something.

As soon as the voice fell, I didn't expect the first one to jump out was Tie Lao Dao, who was already in his sixties and less than seventy.

At this time, he had already taken off his robe, and after coming up, he vigorously pulled the ingots into the robe, unlike the boss of the troupe, Tie Lao Dao did not say a word, and only picked up the yellow ones, not the white ones.

"If you don't come up, you won't have it!"

The boss of the troupe was finally anxious, he stared at Tie Lao Dao, his eyes were almost bleeding, he shouted like this, and only a few bold ones showed their heads under the cabin.

Seeing hundreds of gold and silver ingots, those who sang didn't know what it meant to be afraid. followed the example of their boss and Tie Laodao, took off their costumes and loaded ingots inside. Soon, the ingots on the stage and deck were swept away.

Except for me and Muyang, everyone on the boat carried a burden full of ingots (the burden of Tie Lao Dao was not the largest, but the heaviest). They seem to have forgotten the purpose of coming to the ship tonight.

At this moment, a martial clown who sang a small flower face did not stand firmly, his body shook, and the person fell on the boat.

Before everyone could figure out what was going on. The boat shook violently, and almost half of the people fell on the deck.

Tie Lao Dao was the first to understand, and shouted: "Keep singing!" ”

The boss of the troupe also reacted, shouted and scolded and drove Zhong Huadan back to the cabin, and then tremblingly poured the tape of the tape recorder to the position just now, and sang it again.

But it's not a taste to sing again, probably because the span from fright to surprise is too fast, and the boss of the troupe has completely lost the state of singing.

Not to mention the absurdity, in some places you can't even connect the words.

Where he forgot the words, he dealt with the past vaguely. When he did this, it really corresponds to the old saying - you fool the ghost?

It turns out that ghosts are not easy to fool.

At the beginning, when the troupe boss was just out of tune, the drama boat shook a few times, but the more this happened, the more scared the squad owner became, and then he forgot the words directly.

Just when the boss of the troupe finished singing vaguely, thinking that he was fooling the past, there was no wind and waves on the river, and the whole theater boat began to swing left and right, shaking non-stop.

That's not all, the dense fog that had almost disappeared came out again, not to mention the swaying figures in the fog this time, even if the eyebrows, noses, and eyes on their faces, I could see that it was six or seven.

The boss of the troupe bowed tremblingly, and wanted to say something. Before he could open his mouth, a terrifying sound suddenly appeared in the air, like thousands of people grinding their teeth in your ears at the same time, and as if they were scratching the glass watch one by one with an object as sharp as the tip of a knife.