I saw that the war between the two of them was over, and I sat among them.

Not long after I sat down, my waist suddenly tightened, and a belt came out and tied me to the seat.

Turning my head to look at the people around me, it was the same, we were actually tied to the seats.

No, it's not tied up, but our hands are free to move except for that harness around our waists.

My arm was slightly cold, and under my arm, two strange little boxes appeared.

Each box has a pattern, with a demon holding a fork on the right and an angel holding a book on the left.

"This is, what is this? The old lady's little waist is about to be strangled. The woman next to her suddenly shouted, she was only bothering with her makeup, and she didn't pay attention to the seat belt that suddenly popped out.

I couldn't help but take a look, if this waist is a small waist, I estimate that everyone can be counted as a small waist.

To be honest, I really admire her courage, she weighs at least two hundred and two, and she is embarrassed to say that she has a small waist?

But for this eldest sister, I don't dare to talk nonsense,

As far as her war with Uncle Picky Foot just now, I already understood that in terms of my eloquence, in front of others, it can only be regarded as a drizzle.

"When"

Suddenly, a loud and deafening gong sounded and attracted everyone's attention.

The lights on the stage began to change, and the lights of various colors formed shining pillars of light, sweeping down from the stage.

The curtain slowly opened, revealing a stage in the middle of the stage.

"Dangdang Dang"

The sound of the gong became compact, and faintly, it seemed as if someone was roaring.

A scene, most of which lasts about three hours.

From the beginning to the end of the play, are we all fixed to our seats, improvised?

I looked up at the drama and waited for the first person to come out.

For a while, the sound of gongs and drums unique to Peking Opera began to sound gradually, and the first to appear was a woman.

The long water sleeves draw an arc in the air, and the green clothes on the body are matched with the specially embroidered face shape, giving people a feeling that is both beautiful and particularly shocking.

You must know that the sleeves are not ordinary sleeves, they are several meters long, and she can not only throw them up, but also step on the drum.

These things don't happen in a day, they definitely take a long period of exercise.

As soon as the thought came to mind, I couldn't help but laugh at myself, and now I don't know what the other party's identity is, but I am worried about others.

If the other party is obsessed, these actions are definitely easy for her.

I don't know much about Peking Opera, and I know that this repertoire is the quintessence of the country, but I rarely have the opportunity to actually sit down and listen to it, and I don't have that mood.

Compared with Peking Opera, I personally prefer to listen to songs, and I believe that almost all young people have the same idea as me.

The women on the stage are enchanting and colorful, swaying their graceful bodies, soft and moving.

To be honest, I never thought that the dancing in Peking Opera would be so beautiful.

In my feeling, Peking Opera, a pure classical dance, is only watched by old men.

But today's sight is completely different from what I know, that water-like figure, enchanting movements, flipping and moving, and a smile are full of charming charm.

Before I knew it, I was completely caught up in the scene of the stage, and I was completely substituted into the drama by the woman on the stage.

The opening dance on the stage was very short, and it was just over a minute in total.

But in just such a minute, many people are inexplicably substituted into it.

The gongs and drums began to get rapid, and as the drums beat quickly, an old man with a big beard ran out from behind the scenes.

White beard and white hair, stepping on climbing boots, holding a Daguan knife, rushed out in a hurry.

Then there is the very common dialogue in the play, all of them holding their postures and singing and saying extremely irrelevant words.

It probably means that a man goes out to fight and comes home, only to find that the woman has fornicated with someone else.

The woman tried her best to defend herself and tell her grievances.

I think it's very strange, just like a man, if the makeup deliberately painted by the drama is nothing.

But what if not? Old husband and young wife?

It's not uncommon for women to have an affair, but it's really weird to have no affair.

"Ahhh......h

"You, you're going to kill me? Help, help......" The woman panicked and turned around to run away.

It's a pity that it was already a step too late, and the Daguan knife in the man's hand turned around, and a knife slashed down the woman's shoulder.

"Brush"

The blood light exploded on the stage, and the woman who was soft and moving just now was split into two pieces in an instant.

The internal organs and blood flowed all over the stage in an instant, and only the woman's body was still convulsing before death.

The woman's head was facing the audience, and her big eyes full of aura gradually became lifeless.

The curtain slowly descends, and the curtain that should have obscured all the scenes inside the curtain leaves the woman's body outside the curtain.

Before we could figure out what was going on, the straps that were on us suddenly disappeared.

That's it? How could it end so suddenly?

I didn't rush to stand up, I looked around very strangely, and the uncle who picked his feet patted his thighs with a look of regret, probably because it was a pity that on the stage, which soft woman died like this.

The woman on the other side is still wearing makeup, as if the only thing she has done since the beginning of the drama is makeup.

The people around me are like this, and the game has reached this point, and there are no more fools.

The girdle is gone, but if we stand up, the game will be lost.

"Click"

On the stage, the woman's split body writhed and slowly stood up.

We may not have noticed that the woman had been split from her left shoulder to her other abdomen.

Absolutely cut it off, but now, she actually held her two pieces of corpse with both hands and tried to stitch them together.

How can a person who has been cut in two pieces with a knife be successfully sewn?

The woman was like this, with one hand on her left and one on her right, and both hands were pulling at each other the flesh of the two corpses.

Or maybe it's the internal organs, the stage is now full of blood, and it's impossible to tell at all.

She just staggered to the stage.

Those eyes, which had long lost their lustre, stared at us coldly.

"24 I ask you, why do I die?"

24？ Seat number?

This is a very difficult question to answer.

Because there are at least a dozen answers to this question, which can be answered because she died because of a knife, or it can be said that she died because she stole people, etc., there are many reasons for her death.

Of course, it can't be missing, and if it is most likely to cause the other party to kill, such as directly saying that she deserves to die.

But in this way, it is estimated that the answer will not be correct, and it may also attract the anger of the other party.

Is the order of answering the questions immediately or depends on the mood of the other person?