Small theaters are indeed rare, no, it should be said that they are more expensive, just like some cross talk artists, the ticket prices are tens of thousands, and ordinary people really can't watch a few shows.

Of course, the other party will also divide some excellent works and release them on major platforms, so that everyone will want to listen.

And the small theater that Fang Mo and the others watched, it was not something that anyone could see, at least, it was definitely not something that ordinary people could see.

The first few ghosts, painted with heavy makeup, have already begun.

Today's drama is called Bao Longtu.

That is, Bao Zheng in history.

The gentleman, who didn't know where to get the table, slapped it lightly, and then said: "By the way, there was a minister in the Northern Song Dynasty named Bao Zheng, which is what we all know, Bao Qingtian. ”

"That's the story we're going to tell today."

"The bent wood is straight and will bend in the end, it is difficult to raise wolves as dogs to watch the house, the ink dyes the cormorants are not long in black, and the whitewashed crows are not new......"

……

The old gentleman's skills are quite good, just a few words, everyone began to immerse themselves in the other party's set poem, and then when his last sentence was pronounced, the other ghosts began to clap their palms fiercely.

"Good!"

"One more!"

"Two more!"

……

The old gentleman raised his head, put the startling wood down, stretched out his hand over there and said, "This judge, is there enough food for the two of you?" If it's not enough, I'll bring you ten another day, no, a hundred......"

"Hahahaha!"

……

At the beginning of the story, the old gentleman first briefly introduced Bao Zheng's life and the story to be told today.

"Bao Qingtian has a nephew named Bao Mian, and he ...... on weekdays"

Needless to say, it must be the story of Bao Zheng killing his nephew, but why should you listen to the old gentleman? Because what people talk about is interesting, you can first integrate all the baggage into it, and then enter the main topic, and this main topic is interspersed with the baggage.

This is an artist, especially such a cross talk artist, it is even more amazing, every time he says a few words, the person who can hook does not want to leave, and the ghost is naturally the same, after all, in addition to human nature, ghosts and people are not much different.

The story had already begun to be told, but Fang Mo clearly noticed that there was a faceless person next to him, and when he saw him turn his head, the person arched his hand.

This person is middle-aged and wears a Taoist robe, he will definitely not be a ghost, but the ghost aura on the other party's body is a little thicker than that on the ghost.

"This must be ......"

As soon as he opened his mouth to say half a sentence, Fang Mo blocked it in front of him with a finger, and then said softly: "Listen to the story, this is an old gentleman's joke, and it is easy to hear." ”

The Taoist priest's cheeks darkened, and he said in his heart, what does this mean?

It's just a cross talk, when can't you listen to it? Do you have to do it now? Isn't that a good way to get into trouble?

However, he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only sigh, stand in the midst of a group of ghosts, and begin to listen to the story.

Fang Mo also sneered, and then while eating the sugar gourd, he quietly listened to the old gentleman's narration, and shouted hello from time to time.

Bao Qingtian was shocked when she saw her sister-in-law, because she still had a smile on her face, and just when she didn't know what to do, her sister-in-law came over.

As soon as the old gentleman said this, a female ghost dressed as a sister-in-law appeared in front of him.

"Yes, that's right, that's what it looks like, the body is called a hook and a hook ......"

"Lose it again!"

Everyone spoke in unison, and Fang Buregret also shouted.

"Alas, that's right!" The old gentleman laughed, and then said: "What about this, that's how I learned it when I was a child, what does it mean, anyway, I don't know, and the people behind me probably don't know ......."

The baggage is interspersed with some miscellaneous anecdotes, which makes the audience feel more interesting, so there are more and more ghosts here.

Slowly, I don't know how much I gathered.

Fang Buregret didn't know this gentleman, he just thought it was fun to come and listen, but now when he looked at it, he suddenly found that it was unexpectedly a little good.

Even, he didn't want this guy to go to reincarnation, because such an old gentleman was destined to have a lot of jokes in his heart, and once he left, he would be completely lost.

It's a loss of culture!

Of course, Fang didn't regret it and didn't have enough to go and invite Mr. back, there were two ghosts at home, it was enough, he was just wondering if he could let this old gentleman pass something out when he turned around, and when the time came, he would be able to send it to others.

It's very uncomfortable when something is lost, especially when the old gentleman talks about it so interestingly, he doesn't want people after him to not hear it, or only after he dies, can he hear it......

This old man is not a new ghost at all, but an old ghost, looking at that appearance, he doesn't even have a money rat tail, he must be a master in the Republic of China, such a person, what he has in his hands, is really reluctant.

The other ghosts, naturally, don't think like him, they just think it's funny, so they listen here.

In the end, after Bao Zheng explained clearly to his sister-in-law, his sister-in-law understood him, forgave him at the same time, and let him be an official in the future......

A story, it's over.

"One more!"

"Sir, one more!"

"One more!"

……

The ghosts are beginning to surge, this is so good-looking, combined with a kind of drama expression, and with the old gentleman's narration, it makes many ghosts reluctant to leave.

"Again? Ahem! The old body is okay, after you die, it doesn't hurt or itch anymore, but what about it...... Alas, the children and grandchildren are not filial, there are not many children to incense me, if I knew such a stubble, it would be better for me to lay an egg than to give birth to them. ”

The old gentleman shook his head again and again, but the meaning of his words was very clear.

Just two words, ask for money.

Other ghosts may not be able to sell things, or make money that they can't make, but in his place, it's so simple, all the ghosts began to grope for their bodies, and after a while, they came out with a lot of things.

Some are antiques, some are gold and silver, and some of the dark coins of the Bank of Heaven are mixed in.

These things are all collected by a child, he looks very likable, and his little face is cute everywhere, so when it comes to whom, those ghosts are willing to pay.

If you change a ghost, you may not have this kind of blessing.

In this line, it is exactly the same as the actor's line, you have to be cute when you are young, and when you grow up, you have to be distinctive...... Well, the actor's line has begun to deviate, and those people have entered a strange realm.

To put it simply, those people are no longer down-to-earth acting, but are fighting for their appearance.

is a cross talk artist, who still maintains his distinctive face, and even an apprentice without a feature will not accept any of them.

"Brother, let's reward the two."

The little devil had a very sweet mouth, walked up to Fang Mo, and stretched out the gong with a smile.

Fang Mo is not a stingy person, but he shook his head, and then nodded towards Ye Qingcheng with his mouth, the meaning of which could not be clearer, he has no money, and it is someone else who manages the money at home.

To put it simply, when he was at home, the general dark coins were all from Ye Chengcheng, and only the real currency was what he could have.

Both of these things are beneficial to both a person and a ghost, and when they go out, most of the money they spend is the money they have.

That's why Fang Mocai didn't take out the money on his body, if he paid for it, he might scare this little ghost to death, after all, everyone knows what is on the money.

The little ghost was very clever, knowing that Fang Mo was not joking, or even if he was joking, he would not continue to stay in front of him, this was originally a trick to ask for money, not so easy to do.

Some people, even if they don't give money, they can't do anything.

After all, this ghost field allows them to make more money, and if they start driving these people away, it will be a joke.

It doesn't matter if one is gone, but the one can tell the worst about the old gentleman, and where the bad ones come from...... In addition to the current compilation, it is rumors.

Therefore, in this line, in addition to offending their peers, they will not offend other people, on the contrary, they will get along very happily.

"Here, this is for you by my sister, take this well, don't fall to the ground, or let other ghosts take it." Ye Tingcheng didn't know where to find melon seeds, and was holding a wooden tray and knocking it, and then she took out a large bill from her body and put it on it.

"Bold and atmospheric, it's always a girl, but this little brother has been held in financial power, it's very good, it's good!" The old gentleman pointed at Fang Mo there.

He is looking at ghosts to do things, through analysis, the old gentleman knows what kind of person Fang Mo is, so he dares to open his mouth like this, and at the same time, he can make the little couple even more sweet.

Especially the money given by the other party, that's even more, a piece of money that is so big, the most important thing is that there seems to be something engraved on it, and from his eyesight, the thing engraved on it is the most valuable.

So after letting everyone look at Fang Mo, he beckoned to the little ghost, and then put the ticket away quietly, before accepting it, he glanced at it, his face suddenly changed greatly, and then he quickly recovered, as if nothing had happened.

The little ghost continued to collect money around the people present, and after getting an unknown amount of money, the old gentleman gestured to Fang Mo, and then patted the shocking wood and started the second story.

"Whether it's storytelling, stand-up comedy, most of them are not continuous, this is because, we are all running the rivers and lakes, running here to take a bite, running there to take a bite, many things, in fact, there is no ending at all, but everyone can come to see, it is already very much given below, and it will definitely be said that those who have endings exist."

The old gentleman continued to open with some narration, slowly bringing the audience into the story, and then the second story began.

The old gentleman said that this is a storytelling, not stand-up comedy.

But Fang Mo felt that the other party's story was more than the burden of stand-up comedy, and the ghosts at the scene were laughing, which already explained a lot of problems.

(End of chapter)