In the center of the stage, there are only two actors.

The actress on the left, dressed in a period costume, was kneeling on the ground, her head hanging down, her long hair was scattered, and she was already draped on the ground, and she couldn't see her face clearly; The man on the right, who is also wearing a period costume, holds a steel knife in his right hand, and his left hand points to the woman kneeling on the ground!

I'm so familiar with this scene!

That's right, they are Wu Song and Pan Jinlian! Here, what is staged is still "Wu Song's Killing Sister-in-law", which I can't escape! I was stunned to see this. It dawned on me that the scene I had dreamed about was actually happening here

Village?

Could it be that what I saw was not a dream, but something that really happened here? Or, am I still dreaming?

I pinched my arm, it hurt, it's not a dream!

Could it be that next, the actor who played Wu Song was going to take a knife, a real steel knife, and stab the actress who played Pan Jinlian in the chest with one sword? Then, will he rush off the stage and rush at me, and he will kill me too?

The thought of this makes me nervous.

I wanted to run, but my feet couldn't move as if they had been immobilized.

I wanted to shout out loud and remind that actress to run! However, it was as if someone had choked my throat, and I couldn't make a sound.

Perhaps, I had foreseen a terrible murder that was about to happen in this theater, but even if I saw the future, I was powerless to prevent it?

The sound of gongs and drums sounded, and with the sound of gongs and drums, the "Wu Song" actually sang the lyrics, but I couldn't understand a word of what he was singing. However, looking at his powerful movements and expressions, he is obviously accusing his sister-in-law Pan Jinlian of colluding with Ximen Qing and murdering her husband Wu Dalang or something, right?

Suddenly, that "Wu Song" stretched out his left hand and lifted the head of "Pan Jinlian"!

When I saw Pan Jinlian's face, I was shocked.

This is neither the face of the beautiful woman painted in the poster, nor the face of Pan Jinlian that I once saw in my hallucination, but a face wearing a white clown mask! And the clown's mask, even grinning, seemed to be laughing at someone.

I was stunned, I couldn't have imagined that this "Pan Jinlian" was still wearing such a ridiculous and terrifying mask on her face? This, which one is playing?

But then, something even more shocking happened.

That Wu Song suddenly put down the hand holding Pan Jinlian's face, turned his head, and looked at the audience. His wide-stared, unblinking, brass bell-like eyes actually looked in my direction and stopped at me.

I was a little scared and a little embarrassed, and subconsciously lowered my head.

Is he looking at me, or is he looking at someone else? But is there anyone else in this theater besides me?

That Wu Song stopped singing and didn't read his lines, and stopped for a long time, but he didn't make a sound.

I looked up and still saw him staring at me.

What's going on?

I didn't dare to speak, and I probably couldn't speak.

In the theater, it suddenly became quiet, and it was terrifyingly quiet. The air, too, seemed to be frozen, like the suffocating dullness that preceded the storm.

Why didn't he speak, why did he look at me like that? What does he want to do?

Suddenly, Na Wu Song spoke again!

I saw him pick up the steel knife in his hand, point it to the place where I was standing, and then, from his lips, a sentence came out.

"You adulterer, but you're still there?"

Adulterer? Isn't the adulterer Ximenqing? Could it be that Ximenqing is right behind me?

I was stunned and looked back, but behind me, there was no one!

Why did this Wu Song point in my direction and say such things? Could it be that the "adulterer" he is talking about is me? Or was he just a casual finger?

At this moment, the gongs and drums on the stage sounded again.

When I turned around again, the curtain was pulled down again, and Wu Song and Pan Jinlian were gone!

This time, the murderous passage in my dream did not happen. The actor who played Wu Song did not kill "Pan Jinlian", nor did he chase him under the stage with a knife.

Strange, is this the end of the play? No way?

However, no matter how unconscionable I felt, the curtain was closed, and the sound of gongs and drums disappeared. Then, the lights in the theater came on again.

In the theater, the silence of the previous one was restored.

I didn't leave, and waited a little longer, but the curtain didn't open again. It seems that this play has indeed been performed, and it is time to end.

Forget it, is this play over or not, and what does it have to do with me? I'm just a spectator, playing soy sauce, and I don't have a stage of my own! Forget it, I'd better go.

Although I was a little disappointed in my heart, and even, I was a little perverted and expected that Wu Song would really kill Pan Jinlian, but I still had to go.

I hung my head and walked to another door opposite.

However, after pushing for a long time, this door could not be opened.

There were only two doors under the stage, but they were all closed.

Can't I get out?

My gaze turned back to the stage.

Since I can't get out of the front and back doors of this theater, I'll just go out from there. Didn't the actors and the crew of the troupe all go out of that backstage? There, for sure, there is a back door.

However, when I thought of that Wu Song, I was still a little nervous.

Just now, the scene where he picked up the steel knife and pointed it at me is still vivid.

At this time, if I go backstage, what if I bump into this guy?

But what am I afraid of? I still have a gun. If he dares to cut me with a knife, then I'll give him a shot!"

Moreover, the sentence he said just now, "You adulterer, but still over there?" It's obviously just a line, not to me, but to Pan Jinlian. Yes, I'm not Ximenqing, he can't target me!

I shook my head, blaming myself for being nervous.

Still, I subconsciously touched my trouser pocket, and the pistol was still there. This time, I was relieved, and I walked up to the stage.

I got on the stage of this theater and got behind the curtain. The two actors had already disappeared without a trace, which was not surprising to me, after all, the play was also finished, although it was a very immoral "eunuch" ending.

But the strange thing is that not only the two actors, but also the sets and props on the stage have disappeared together.

The speed of this withdrawal is inevitably too fast, right?

Just then, suddenly, something fell from the sky and fell towards me!

I was startled and jumped away. It turned out to be just a spider. It landed next to me and ran away.

However, although the spider ran away, the webs hung down from the beam above the stage to the ground.

I looked up and saw that the top of the stage was also full of cobwebs.

I took a closer look at the back of the stage, and sure enough, it was a mess, with cobwebs, debris and rubble in the corners, and some messy garbage.

Strange, hasn't this stage been abandoned for a long time? Can this also be acting?

Could it be that the play "Wu Song Kills His Sister-in-law" that I just saw, as well as the sound of music and gongs and drums, are all hallucinations? This stage, this theater, has long been abandoned, where is there any play to perform?

The thought of this makes me nervous.

However, my task now is to find a way out of here as soon as possible.

So, I looked for the entrance to the backstage.

Soon, I noticed: on one side of the stage, there was a small red cloth curtain. Behind the curtain, there must be the backstage of this theater, right?

I walked towards the curtain, but, to be on the safe side, I drew my gun and held it in my hand, and then I carefully lifted it.

The curtain was lifted, and sure enough, there was a narrow passage behind it. I didn't go far, it was the backstage of this theater.

On the floor in the background, there are props, costumes, boxes, and even cigarette butts, papers and other garbage scattered everywhere. The walls are also full of smoked marks, as well as cobwebs and brick walls that are exposed because of the damage.

It seems that this backstage has been abandoned for a long time, and even these costumes and props have been discarded.

I cautiously walked around the things on the ground and took a few more steps forward.

Suddenly, I was startled by something on the wall and almost didn't scream!

On the walls, hung the mask of a clown. This is a white clown mask, a red nose, and a grinning mouth.

Isn't this the actress who played Pan Jinlian just now, the mask of the smiling clown she wore on her face? That's right, that's it!

However, the mask was already a little dirty, and even had spider silk hanging on it, and it didn't look like it had just been put on.

I was still a little scared when I saw this clown mask, so I simply twisted my face.

Still, I felt that something was wrong. It seems that in this room, there is something staring at me all the time!

I was startled, and I turned around to see the clown mask grinning at me.

Strange, how do I feel like this mask is staring at me? However, the hole in its eye is obviously empty, huh? But I felt that the empty eye sockets were like the eyes of a living person, a pair of eyes that looked straight at me. Wherever I go, those eyes are always on me!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shudder. So, I simply stepped forward, took off the clown mask, turned it around, and threw it directly into the corner.

I walked on, and soon I was in front of a row of mirrors, and behind them, there was a row of seats, but those seats were covered with dust and rubble.

Here, it should be the makeup mirror used by the actors, right?

I stepped forward and looked into the vanity mirror. However, in the mirror, it was a blur, and I could only see the general outline of my face, which seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and I couldn't see it clearly.

I reached out and touched the mirror. The mirror, not glass, but something metallic.

I had something on my finger that looked like rust or patina, and I sniffed it again, yes, it smelled like patina.

It dawned on me that these mirrors were not glass mirrors, but bronze mirrors!

Strange, what age is this, why is such an ancient bronze mirror still in use here?

I didn't dare to stay any longer, so I walked on again.

Walking to a wall, I stopped.

On the wall, there is a poster. However, most of the poster has fallen off, leaving only the left part, which is nailed to the wall by a tack, and the right half has hung down, revealing the white back.

I ripped off this poster, and when I saw it, I was stunned······