This is the end of the second act, and the audience has become chaotic, and the new troops who maintain order have all their eyes on the stage, eager to know what will happen next. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the stands, several people around Jian Chen were breathing heavily, looking very excited, and the women were about to shed a few tears in the south.

It was only the moment when the actors went behind the scenes that people pulled themselves out of the story and realized that it was just a story and not a real thing.

But it's much better than a shared dream, thinking intuitively with your eyes rather than abstractly with your head.

After Jian Chen maintained order, people talked quietly, talking about the fate of the women on the stage, and talking about what they would choose if they encountered such a thing...... And what Jian Chen wants to hear: The people of Xijon are really bad.

The curtain is lifted again, and the people in the story appear on the stage again, and the story continues.

When Shi Camelina finally put away the hairpin for the child in her womb, the surrounding audience breathed a long sigh of relief.

But when I saw that the Xijon people snatched the camelina and forced her to sleep, the scolding sounded again, and the angry screams made the actors on the stage a little helpless, and the clansman who played the Xijon people had a little weak legs, I don't know who grabbed a handful of fried soybeans and threw them on his head, it didn't hurt, but it couldn't demonstrate the anger in the soybeans.

Shi Fang smiled secretly, and kept whispering to the clansman who played the Xirong people not to panic, and calmed down for a moment before continuing to act.

Forced to sleep with the Xijon people, Shi Camelina gave birth to a child, and she muttered that she wanted the child to grow up, and when the child was fourteen years old and an adult, she would go to another world to accompany the man.

There are some interesting stories interspersed with the story of the Sijon people, who suspect the child's bloodline and want to kill the camelina and the child, and lift the child high to the ground.

Screams erupted in the stands, with many people covering their eyes, but many more wanted to rush onto the stage.

At this moment, the mutation was suddenly born, and Shi Camelina told the Xijon people that they had dreamed of a giant's footprints, and they stepped on it, so the child was born early. After hearing this story, the people of Xijon felt that this child must be a hero in the future, and not only did not fall to his death, but loved it even more.

The audience finally breathed a sigh of relief, mocking the stupidity of the Xijon people, and also looking forward to the fate and revenge of this child.

The child grew up day by day, was about to reach adulthood, and became a warrior of great courage, while the Sijon man grew old and seemed to have revenge at hand.

But just when Shi Camelina was about to tell the child his true background, the Xijon people went out to raid again, and the newly grown child was also recruited.

Soon after, the child returned, and they plundered another village, and the child took back his first trophy: a man's head.

The skull is made of flour, and the people on the stage know that this thing is called steamed buns, but the people under the stands don't know, they just think that it is the same as the skull they brought back, and it is naturally white if it is pickled in lime.

The child held the head to show his mother his victory and strength, but the moment the mother saw the head, she screamed and recognized the head as the man from more than ten years ago, the man who did not know life and death.

The father died at the hands of his son, and the head was taken back by the son as a trophy, and the camelina hugged the head like crazy and cried bitterly, and resolutely pulled out the hairpin and stabbed it into his chest.

The son did not know what was happening, and the mother told the son everything before she died, begging the son to bury her and his father together, and then in an intermittent and weak voice, she sang the song of the two of them in the first act, and died suddenly.

At the same time as the mother died, the people of Sijon approached and called out to their son......

The story doesn't end here, but the people in the stands have been holding back, even when that tragedy happened, they only felt sad, but there was also a sense of relief, at least the two of them were finally buried together.

However, when the Xijon people walked in and shouted their son, the anger of the spectators in the stands was finally detonated by this son!

"Kill him!"

"He's not your father!"

"Die! Sijon people! ”

A few people may be worried that this son may not be able to do it, so they forget that this is just a play, push away the blocking new army and rush to the stands, and are about to hit with a bright fist, but are held by a few calm people.

The clansman who played the Xijon people wiped his sweat and said in his heart that I would never play this person again in the future, so many fists on my body was not a joke.

Seeing that the scene was about to get out of control, the actor looked back at Jian Chen, hoping that he could shout to stop, but the gesture he saw continued.

The story is not over yet, and he can only play it hard.

Fortunately, the "son" did not live up to the audience's expectations, holding the hairpin that his mother committed suicide and stabbed the enemy who had been called his father for more than ten years, but the Xijon people were followed by two guards, and after a fight, the "son" was finally arrested.

The "son" was bound to a wood by the "father", and his body was tormented with many wounds, sprinkled with salt.

Next to the pillar was the head made of flour, and the hair was deliberately tied up.

"Tell me, whose son are you? It's mine? Or the dead man with his hair tied? My son will inherit my slaves, and my fields, and my horses, and everything. The son of the dead man will die with him! ”

The next few Xijon men continued to plunge knives into the body of the "son" and whipped them with leather whips, trying to make him bow his head and drag him down.

At the crisp sound of the whip, the audience covered their eyes, they could imagine the pain of the wound being salted, and they felt sorry for this person, but they admired his courage.

Finally, the bruised son, who was tied to the pillar, finally whispered a word.

The auditorium, which had been a little disturbed, suddenly fell silent, and everyone wanted to know what he said? Is it for the land slave to confess the enemy as a father? Or do you insist on your stubbornness and courage?

However, the audience didn't hear clearly, and neither did the Xijon people on the stage, but they waved their hands to signal the people next to them not to hit them first, and put their ears to the mouth of their "son".

"That's right! Tell me! You are a member of Sijon, not the blood of those who tie their hair. Say it! Say it and I'll let you go, you are still my son, these slaves, these lands are all yours! Speak up! ”

The "son" suddenly opened his mouth and bit the "father's" ear violently, and the Xijon people were in pain and screamed loudly, and the stands were applauded, and those who had previously feared that the "son" would give up their dignity at the last moment breathed a sigh of relief.

Biting half of his "ear" and his mouth full of blood, the "son" used his last strength to hold his head high and shouted loudly: "The blood feud of relatives will never be forgotten!" ”

The enraged Xijon man covered his ears and killed the "son", who, before dying, looked at the head next to him and shouted, "Father! ”

The Sijon people frantically grabbed the head and shouted, "In the future, whoever encounters anyone with hair tied up again, the man will be beheaded, and the woman and the child will all be taken as slaves!" Spread their hair out, and cut off their heads if they dared to tie it again. Never forget? I'm going to scare you with a knife so you don't think about it! Hahahaha......"

The laughter was so proud, he also got into the play a little, with his back to the audience, completely unaware of the movement of the audience.

The story should have ended here, when he was about to bow to the audience as Jian Chen said, when he heard a sound of breaking the air behind him, and two pairs of fists slammed into his back.

In a moment's time, dozens of spectators in the front row had rushed to the stage, and several angry people lifted heavy wooden chairs and smashed them towards the "Xijon man".

"Xirong people" exclaimed, he was also a new army, reacted very quickly, ran backwards, grabbed the stone crack in the stand where Chen Jian was and climbed up......

However, before he showed his head, several people in the stands also angrily stretched out their feet and kicked him down, and several people pointed to their hair and shouted: "Come on! I'll just tie my hair and kill me! This is Summer City, and no one wants us to change our hair! ”

"Relatives and blood feuds, never forget!"

"That's right! Don't run! ”

The angry crowd was terrifying, so terrible that Chen Jian struck the gong three times and did not move, and in a hurry, he blew the pottery whistle that was strictly forbidden to pursue on the battlefield, which made those people who had been training all year round subconsciously stop, and several people even habitually tilted their heads to see if they were in line with the people on the left and right......

The clansman who played the role of Xirong ran to Chen Jian with his head in his hands and shouted, "Ji Xia! I'm not going to act again! ”

Jian Chen smiled and hid him behind him, and the people below also calmed down temporarily, several people put down their wooden chairs, looked at Jian Chen with some embarrassment, remembering that this was a scene, and remembering that the noise was going to be expelled.

Jian Chen motioned for everyone to be quiet and said, "Okay, it's just a play. What is play? It's a dream, a dream that can be seen. Don't get excited, see who you're going to fight? He is also our clansman, let it go! ”

Only then did the person who was hiding behind Chen Jian stand up and shouted below: "It was Ji Xia who asked me to act, I won't act anymore, whoever of you likes to come, don't watch the show in the future!" ”

The people below saw clearly the clansmen who wiped off the ochre, and they were all a little embarrassed, and they were worried that they would really not be able to watch the show in the future, so they shouted one after another: "We won't beat you, don't you don't act......"

"Ji Xia, we know, we have to finish the show? Are these Sijonites dead? Why can't the tribes with their hair tie beat them? Why didn't that man run to our summer city? If he runs to Xia City, he won't die, and when the time comes, he will become our clan, let's help him snatch the woman back, how good is it for the family and children to farm and weave together? Why don't you act like that? ”

"That's it!"

Some people also shouted: "It's okay if you don't act, but who was that woman just now?" I can't let her stop acting, it's so good-looking, I hope I'm the man who was killed. Even if he dies in the future, at least he will be with that woman. ”

"That's right, let that woman come out and see who it is."

Shi Camelina, who had never been twisted, washed his face and stood next to Jian Chen, when a whistle suddenly sounded below, and several people shouted: "Sing that song again, it's so good." (To be continued.) )