Wu Fuchun didn't want to agree, after all, his troupe had just been formed not long ago, and he hadn't taken over such a job, he sang for the living on weekdays, this was the first time for the dead to listen to the play, and he was a little panicked, but he couldn't stand Jiang Zhu's money, and he threw money desperately, forcing them to sing.

Originally, the level of their team was average, and Jiang Zhu's money was enough to invite many masters, but because of Liu Shizhen, Jiang Zhu felt sorry for him a few days ago, so she chose their drama troupe as compensation, and by the way, she could also pretend to be public and private, and make eye contact with her little lover.

Wu Fuchun can only comfort himself, listening to the drama in all directions, one side is mortal, and there are ghosts and gods in seven directions, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Jiang Zhu touched Liu Shizhen with a thick finger, Liu Shizhen watched everyone peeking at them, a scene where she wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, she suddenly felt uncomfortable, and pushed Jiang Zhu away in annoyance, but Jiang Zhu's face collapsed, and she grabbed Li Shizhen and said in a bad tone: "What are you doing?" ”

Liu Shizhen looked at her and got angry, so she softened: "Xiaozhu, I just don't want to see that Su Mingyu, he helped others talk to me last time, and why is Li Xiruo here." ”

Last time, because he was not sent to the hospital for a long time, Liu Shizhen's injuries lasted for two months, and he still hates Li Xiruo and Gu Minghan in his heart.

Jiang Zhu heard him mention Li Xiruo's name, and hurriedly made a "shhh ”

Liu Shizhen was unhappy, he was already careful, but now he wants him to swallow his anger, of course he can't do it.

Jiang Zhu was afraid that he would really cause trouble and would not be able to end the scene, so he patted him on the shoulder, twisted his face and said, "Sing well, don't think about anything else." ”

Liu Shizhen nodded reluctantly, and a servant took them to Jiang Wancheng's deceased wife's room, this wife Fang Qi was his original partner, and she spent the most difficult years with her, but unfortunately there was no blessing, waiting for Jiang Wancheng to develop, she also died, and Jiang Feng was still ignorant at that time. Later, because of the lack of a woman in the family, Jiang Wancheng married Zheng Yao again, Zheng Yao took good care of the family, but the Jiang family's father and son were always separated from her by a film, and there was a sense of alienation.

Jiang Wancheng looked at Fang Qi's room, she had been cleaned every day for so many years, and all the things she liked were in their place, and her spiritual seat was placed on the dresser, with her photo pasted on it, which was what she looked like when she was young, smiling brightly.

Jiang Wancheng asked people to bring incense, and the maid asked hesitantly, "Does the second young master need to come?" ”

Jiang Wancheng's expression sank, and finally said, "Don't call him." ”

The servant nodded, let Jiang Wancheng and Jiang Feng incense, Wu Fuchun also made people ready, today they played a play "Pipa Story", the poor genius entered Beijing to catch up with the top prize and was favored by the prime minister, the prime minister forced him to stay married to his daughter, let him abandon the bad wife, the talented son had no choice but to accept, but he thought about his family day and night, and finally the story of the bad wife going to Beijing to reunite with her husband, but at the end of the story, it was three people together, and the prime minister's daughter was willing to bow down and be small.

Fang Qi liked to watch this one the most, she didn't have much culture, the focus of watching it was not how Cai Bojiao struggled in the rich and gentle township, and it was difficult to break through the sadness of fate, but how Zhao Wuniang was filial and considerate, chaste and martyrful, and finally went to Beijing to find her husband and reunite with her husband.

Cai Bocheng's obsession with his wife is what she wants to see, at that time, Jiang Wancheng's business was doing well, and her voice was indispensable, and she was inevitably thinking about whether he would become a negative man and abandon her and marry another woman, so she could only imagine Jiang Wancheng as Cai Bojiao, even if he had a woman outside, it was because he couldn't struggle in the red dust and wealth, and she had no choice but to use drama to deceive herself.

Su Mingyu is dressed as Cai Bojiao, wearing ordinary clothes on his body, but his posture is becoming more and more upright.

And Liu Shizhen reluctantly became Zhao Wuniang, he was originally Dan, this is his business. Zhu Ren finally took the stage, although he sang for the dead, and also played the role of the prime minister's daughter.

Jiang Wancheng has no interest in the play, and he still has something to discuss with Li Xiruo, so he left early, seeing his old father leaving, Jiang Feng, who likes nightclub dancers, will definitely not stay to watch a few men pretend to be men and women on the stage, Jiang Zhu saw that he was going to go out together, the purpose was to ask Jiang Wancheng if he said in front of Li Xiruo about the last time, so that they should not embarrass themselves.

The rest of Su Mingyu and the others simply put on makeup, without a head and face, and were ready to start, while Liu Shizhen looked at the woman in the black and white photo and felt a little cautious.

The curtains have not been ventilated in this room for many years, and there is a smell of damp wooden furniture in the room, and there is a damp and cold coolness, and the hearts of this group are a little empty.

Wu Fuchun licked his lips and shouted: "Don't be stunned, we will finish singing early and get off work early." ”

He trembled when he spoke, and the other strings and drums made the whole music, and a gloomy and gloomy smell came out.

Su Mingyu sang to himself unaffected, and Liu Shizhen was not to be outdone, his almost female voice was like grinding on the strings, a little harsh.

Suddenly, I don't know where an evil wind came from, and the door that was originally wide open was slammed shut, and the door "clanged" made everyone startled, and Liu Shizhen's singing stopped abruptly.

Wu Fuchun squeezed his eyes and said, "Don't stop, otherwise people will think we are lazy." ”

Liu Shizhen looked at the door, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and continued to sing, and finally sang until Cai Bojiao and Zhao Wuniang saw each other, Liu Shizhen wanted to hold hands with Su Mingyu and look at each other with tears in his eyes, but he was in his heart, his eyes were not right, and the feelings of the singing were not quite right, but Wu Fuchun thought that no one would watch it anyway, so he didn't care.

Su Mingyu was a little unhappy because Liu Shizhen's flowery intestines affected the play, and frowned, and just as the two of them were about to sing together, the wardrobe next to them suddenly opened.

The sudden sound of the wardrobe made everyone stop what they were doing and look at it in a daze. In the dark, a woman with heavy makeup stretched out her legs, slowly got up and came out, she was wearing a dark red cheongsam, she was very tall, and the rouge on her mouth was smeared, she raised her fan, waved Liu Shizhen away, met Su Mingyu's eyes, took his hand and said: "Time has passed three springs, the ghost is slim, the night house is heavy, who is with the spirit?" ”

There was only her voice in the whole room, and everyone even held back the sound of breathing, this voice was poignant and resolute, like tearing silk and breaking strings.

Su Mingyu was stunned for a moment, this drama was more like saying it to himself, but Liu Shizhen suddenly noticed the woman's appearance, which was not much different from the photo posted on the spiritual seat, and he kept patting Wu Fuchun in horror, asking him to take a look.

Wu Fuchun glanced at it, the hairs on her body stood on end, but the woman also opened the fan, covered half of her face, and smiled weirdly at them, Liu Shizhen was timid, looking at the place around her lips stained with her messy rouge, she imagined it like a bloody mouth, screamed, and ran out coldly.

His run led the people who were already immersed in terror, they couldn't stand the oppressive and gloomy atmosphere, and the fear in their hearts was infinitely magnified, and they didn't even want anything to do, they just wanted to escape.

Li Xiruo was holding the map of Jiang Mansion to see if there was anything wrong, when he heard a voice outside, and the servant shouted outside: "Master, something happened, something happened to Madame's room." ”

Jiang Wancheng quickly got up from his chair and ran to Fang Qi's room.

At this time, there were only two people left in the house, Su Mingyu looked at the woman in front of him in a daze, and the woman smiled at him: "Su Lang." ”

Su Mingyu constricted his pupils, his facial muscles were completely frozen, only his teeth were trembling, and he didn't know if he was frightened.

Before he could react to this sound, Li Xiruo came first, she looked at the people in the room coldly, Jiang Wancheng saw it, but scolded angrily: "Jiang Ling, what are you doing?" ”

The woman's face immediately changed when she heard this, as if she had changed a person, she looked down at her dress in disbelief, ripped off her hood with trembling hands, revealed her short black hair, and looked at the fan in her hand in surprise, and hurriedly threw it away.

Su Mingyu realized that the woman in front of her was actually a man, no wonder she was so tall.

He grabbed Jiang Ling: "Why did you call Su Lang just now, why!" ”

He showed a rare mania, as if the mere mere title would drive him crazy.

Jiang Ling came to his senses at this time, looked at Su Mingyu with a "sick" face, and pushed him away, but he saw the eyes of Li Xiruo and Jiang Wancheng in a blink of an eye, one inquiring, one disgusting, his heart suddenly became blocked, so he hurriedly walked out, and locked himself in the room.

Li Xiruo looked at Jiang Wancheng, Jiang Wancheng thought old-school, and looked at his son wearing women's clothes in front of so many people, feeling that his old face had been lost, and he felt that he had no face to see people.

He slowed down for a while before saying to Li Xiruo: "That's my second son, since Fang Qi died, he has become crazy, you also saw it just now, that is hysteria." ”

If Li Xiruo didn't speak, she saw that Jiang Ling looked sober, definitely not crazy, and if she was really crazy, it would not be difficult for the Jiang family's financial resources to invite a doctor to come for a special consultation, but Jiang Wancheng was unwilling to say more in this regard, and Li Xiruo would not ask more.

Jiang Ling returned to the room and stood in front of the mirror, he tore the cheongsam on his body, and looked at himself in the mirror naked, but it was still a woman in a cheongsam, with the same face as him, but the corners of her eyes were charming, looking at him with a provocative and sarcastic look, Jiang Ling smashed the mirror with a punch, and let the blood drip on the ground.