"Tonight's dojo is currently the largest order that our dojo has received, and it is quite difficult, so the boss will come forward in person tonight." The fourth brother adjusted his drums.

I sat bored sitting on it, and decided to come down and fight, but nothing else was done except to carry a few wreaths, so I simply sat on the ground and chatted with the fourth brother for a while.

"Fourth brother, this is indeed the first time I've seen you dressed so formally, although it looks strange." I pulled a white chrysanthemum from the side.

The pomp and circumstance of this mourning hall is really large, and this stage is arranged like a stage, with white candles, white wreaths, banners with black letters on a white background, and almost all of them are white.

Then Wu Zhen and they will do it on this stage.

I'm sitting on the edge of this stage right now, looking up at the audience in front of me.

There is a feeling of looking at a cemetery, and each chair is like a spiritual seat.

As if to confirm my suspicion, several staff members walked to the rows of chairs in the conference room with white flowers and black yarns, hung their things on the chairs, and the monks were also there to help.

More than 200 lives have been handed over here, how can this be compensated?

I stood up, puzzled by all this arrangement.

"Fourth brother, it's not enough to do things simply, it's so complicated, isn't it just bells and whistles that cost the people and money." I only dare to say this to the fourth brother.

"Shh," the fourth brother looked left and right, "Sixth, what are you talking about, and you are not afraid of offending Master Zu." ”

"Oh......" After listening to the fourth brother's answer, I was a little disappointed, and it was really for the sake of noodles.

"However, it's not just the ancestor who is exquisite, think about it, more than two hundred souls are still wandering here, not so much pomp, we don't have enough manpower, as for those chrysanthemums on the road or something...... "The fourth brother approached me," the chairman ordered, the top package. ”

"We don't have too much anyway, do we?"

I glanced at the fourth brother and nodded, "Take the opportunity to get more." ”

"Amitabha." The monk's voice suddenly appeared.

"Ahem, what are the two donors discussing, the poor monk thinks that you will offend the Buddha if you say this, you can't say it."

Looking at the monk's pious appearance, the fourth brother shut up, and I gave the monk a blank look.

"Pretend to be a good person, you dare to say that the money in your pocket is deserved, every time you say those few words to fool people, other people's fortune telling is ten yuan, and you ...... all my money"

Before I could finish speaking, the monk raised the decibels, "I don't have time for the monk to disdain to argue with you!" ”

Cut.

"Aren't you up there, why did you come down all of a sudden?" I changed the subject.

"I'm ashamed to say it, I went to tell their fortunes, and they stared at me with black faces, so I'm embarrassed." The empty monk looked at the crowd in the audience.

"I think it's your rotten mouth that said the wrong thing, I'm afraid of being beaten by others." I stepped off the stage.

Wu Qian has already come out of the backstage.

He was dressed in purple, his hair was tied up high, and he wore a black hat......

I can't complain, if I want to dress like this, I will definitely laugh and explode, but Wu Zhen is still that cold, incomparable.

Now that he's on the stage, the dojo is about to begin.

With that group of staff, I stepped aside, it's a pity to leave now, I also want to watch Wu Qian and them perform.

The monk was standing next to me, looking at Wu Zhen with burning eyes, his eyes were spicy.

"Let's play!" Ha, and the microphone and the stereo.

The whole room echoed with the sound of mournful music, and the sound effect was quite good.

It's the same as a concert.

Maybe I was wrong, but the atmosphere at the scene was really good, and everyone's emotions were quickly aroused.

I huddled in the middle of the crowd and watched Wu Qian on the stage jump up and down there, as if dancing.

Watching a play, eating melons and watching a play.

The drum beat gradually became quieter, and the suona blew.

The fifth brother sang the strange mourning song again.

I listened and watched, and sure enough, suona is the best tool for tear-jerking.

At the scene, many people cried.

Bite!

A loud bell suddenly appeared, I looked up suddenly, Wu Zhen was holding a pole of unknown material in his hand, more than a meter long, with the sound of a bell.

Bite...... Bite...... Bite......

Wu Qian was still walking on it with strange steps, pacing from one place to another, and every time he reached a spiritual position, he would knock the pole a few times, and the expansion of the bell would also make a tinkling sound.

Why does this scene look so familiar......

I feel a little dizzy.

The scene in front of me seems to have a double vision.

Wu Qian was still wearing that robe, but what he was holding seemed to be a sword, a long sword.

"Who are you......"

I began to look around, and the people around me looked at me dissatisfied.

The head is a little swollen.

"Who are you......"

I thought it was an auditory hallucination, but the moment I looked down again, it reappeared.

"Who the hell are you!"

Who else could I be!

Headache, my heart is extremely irritable.

At this time, Wu Qian's bell rang again.

"General of the West, open the way!"

Bite!

"Ahh I just felt like I had been hit in the head, and I fell down when I pressed my head.

The noise around me drowned me out again.

Their voices seemed to be ethereal, and they became distant, and I felt as if I was in a hollow valley, and my voice became sensitive and slow.

"Hey, let's go," the monk was talking.

"Can you hear me, wake up, hey." Do I have my eyes closed? I know ......

No, I am conscious, I can feel everything, I can hear it, but I can't see it, I can't move.

"Suddenly fell to the ground, what kind of trouble is this person."

"Isn't this the person who offended a little, but also has the guts to make this moth on an occasion that the chairman values."

"Whether he's really faint or fake, I can't think of any good fruit to eat."

……

It was whispering, but I heard it.

The monk kept calling me.

A trace of anxiety and helplessness arose in my heart.

"Hey, you're waking up, and you suddenly fell to the ground, which scared the hell out of me." The monk's words confused me.

"Hey, what are you doing, don't go over, hey!" The monk was a little anxious, but suppressed his voice.

There was silence for a while.

The sounds of suona are gone, and only mourning music is played.

The fifth brother's voice chanting the mantra was interrupted by someone.

"You are ......" Wu Qian's voice was still so cold.

"I didn't expect to attract a big shot like you." Wu Qian was actually laughing.

"You have no right to interfere either." This is the first time I've heard Wu Qian speak so seriously.

"Slow down and don't send it." Soon regained his cold tone.

Anyway, why did this man keep talking to himself......

There was a click, something shattered, and the sound of the bell came to my ears again.

There was a sharp pain in the head.

"Ahh I screamed and opened my eyes.

The person who caught my eye was probably Wu Qian, who was wearing his black cloth shoes, and a trapezoidal iron lump stood in front of my eyes, with several rusty bells hanging next to him.

Underneath the lump of iron was a fragment of broken pottery.

The feeling of dizziness kept coming and I felt sick all over.

I gradually lost consciousness under this extremely tangled feeling......