Chapter 349: Farewell My Concubine

There is an abandoned theater in the west of the capital, called Li'an Theater, which was extremely prestigious more than 100 years ago.

In the past, many famous Peking Opera actors performed on stage at the Li'an Grand Theater. Only now it has been defeated.

The reason for this was that a fire burned out. Later, the Li'an Grand Theater was relocated to the bustling area of the capital, and it was shelved for a long time until a developer contracted to build a hotel here in the 80s.

However, in the early days of the establishment of the hotel, many workers fell to their deaths for no reason, and if they were not serious, they were seriously injured and broke their legs.

At first, the developer didn't care about it, and it was just an accident, but as there were more and more accidents, it was no longer a coincidence. Occasionally, when workers are working at night, they will hear the cry of a woman coming from the ground.

What surprised them even more was that the construction workers who worked here often saw a Peking Opera face in their dreams.

No matter how obsessed with money, life is more important, the workers quit the project one after another, and the rumors are increasing, forced by helplessness and pressure, and finally the developer can only interrupt the project, and this place has become an unfinished building.

Then there is the Peking Opera mask in the workers' dreams, which is the colored makeup of the faces of male actors in traditional Chinese dramas.

*Because each historical figure has a certain type of character has a general score, just like singing and playing music must follow the score, it is called "face music".

Those who know will recognize this face as Xiang Yu in "Farewell My Concubine".

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Wu Yue and the three of them followed the guide to the predecessor of the Li'an Grand Theater.

At that time, the twilight was sinking in the west, and the night was coming, bringing a little cool autumn breeze.

The Li'an Theater has been abandoned for many years, and there are no people living nearby, so it is quiet at the moment. Even the fiery clouds on the horizon took away the last light of the day, ushering in a dark down.

It's quiet, the wind and weeds can be heard clearly.

The three of them took out their mobile phones and turned on the flashlight lighting in their phones.

"It's a little weird here, don't get too far away from me."

As soon as Yan Chiyu's words fell, Wu Yue had already hugged his arm, and his body was very close to each other, and he suddenly felt warm.

The young man lowered his head, gloomy and cold, but he smiled on his lips.

Chu Xiao raised his hand, and there was nowhere to put it, so he could only silently hug himself with one hand.

In front is a half-built hotel rough house, and in the back is the former site of the former I'on Grand Theater.

After arriving here, the gray shadow led by the iron pillar suddenly increased its strength, broke free from the iron pillar's clamp, and staggered towards the direction of the old theater site.

Wu Yue and Yan Chiyu glanced at each other and quickly followed.

Chu Xiao touched the gun on his waist, and instantly felt a sense of security, and his long legs stepped forward, following closely behind.

"Prosperity, Democracy, Civilization and Harmony...... Great Motherland, please bless me! ”

He chanted words along the way, but Peach Blossom Eyes stared at Wu Yue and them tightly, for fear of losing them.

Chu Xiao's results in the police academy were the first in that year, and this speed run was naturally better than others, and he got a full score. But following the two children, he couldn't help but wonder if he didn't pass the exam that year?

"Wait for me...... Wait for me! ”

Yan Chiyu stopped and said lightly: "It's already slowed down." ”

Chu Xiao: Is this saying that he can't keep up and blame himself? Chu Xiao, you can't be angry, you can't be angry.

Uncle policeman stubbornly and struggled to squeeze out a smile: "Thank you, it would be better if it was slower." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud and restrained drama suddenly blew in the wind:

"Behold the king sleeping well in his tent,

I'm out of the tent here and I'm sad.

Gently move towards the former wilderness and stand still,

I looked up and saw that the moon was clear. ”

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Chu Xiao was shocked, and for a moment, he felt that his limbs were cold, and the sadness was thick and the black dust was rolling.