This is a play sung by ghost theater fans specifically for ghost theater fans, commonly known as ghost theater.

In our area, many years ago, there was a troupe that sang ghost plays, known as ghost tricks, also called yin and yang opera troupes, and the characteristics of this kind of opera troupe were to sing real dramas to yang people and yin operas to ghost fans.

I remember when I was a child, there was a stage in the county town, and there would be several plays every month, and people from nearby villages and villages would go to the stage, and the people in the troupe would sing a yin opera on the seventh day of the first month of every month.

When singing the yin opera, everyone in the nearby village knew that no one would go to see it, and they all closed the door early, and there was no audience for that play, only the troupe's own people sang songs on stage.

There was a fat man in our village who once went to see it secretly, and I heard that he wiped the tears of the cow on his eyes before he saw it, so that he could see the ghost.

Then the man went crazy, because he saw that the stage was densely packed with audiences, people of all ages, and they all listened to the play carefully, stood up and applauded, and the guy was so frightened that he went back, and then he was stupid.

The way he looks in front of him is singing a yin play.

Why did you suddenly sing a yin drama tonight?

I felt that something was wrong, and I wanted to turn around and leave before this scene was finished, but suddenly I noticed that many pairs of cold eyes were on me at once.

It's broken.

I cursed in my heart, I must have been discovered by those ghosts who listened to the opera and sang the opera, and just when my back was cold and almost frozen, suddenly a hand grabbed me from the darkness.

Then there was a "snort", and I saw a light in front of me.

A familiar figure appeared in front of me, and I was surprised and delighted when I saw it, because he turned out to be Zhong Bai.

His sudden appearance made me a little excited, and I couldn't react.

"Don't you know that when you sing ghost plays, the living can't listen to them?" He said something suddenly.

What he was carrying in his hand was the horse lantern that had disappeared for a long time, this horse lantern was actually a yin lamp, and I had already seen the weirdness of this strange lamp when I was in the Yang family.

After it was lit, the shaded light obscured my breath.

The theater, which was originally quiet, became lively again, and the stage was babbling and singing.

Zhong Bai suddenly appeared, all this was like a dream, and I was a little stunned and couldn't react.

"Let's go, I know you have a lot of doubts, and some things will be talked about when you get out." Zhong Bai smiled and said, After going through such things, I found that he has become a lot more mature and stable.

I nodded.

Under the leadership of Zhong Bai, I walked out of the theater with Zhong Bai, but after walking a short distance, I felt that there was a pair of eyes behind me silently watching me.

I felt it.

I jerked my head back and saw a figure standing in the distance of the paper town street, tall and thin, with a slightly bent back, and that old face had gone through countless winds and frosts.

"Dad!?" I cried out in surprise.

Sure enough, the old man was right.

My dad really came to this paperweight.

But why is he here!?

There must be something in this paperweight, something like some kind of curse, because my dad has been here, he is just an ordinary person, maybe something has already done something to him, leading him back here involuntarily.

That's when my dad turned and walked into the shadows.

I turned around and wanted to go over, but Zhong Bai grabbed me, shook his head and said, "Don't go, you really don't want to go." ”

"It's fine. I'll be careful myself. I looked at Zhong Bai's palpitations, I felt very sorry for him, and I didn't know what happened to him during this time.