This time it was the turn of these people to be stunned, and the old man said to me again, "Young man, you are not a local, are you?" ”

I hurriedly explained that it was my friend who was in the paper shop, and I was a visiting friend, and the old man said: "Let me tell you, this stage has not sung for more than ten years, and you said that if you watch a play, you must have met a ghost singing opera." Then he turned to everyone and said, "Go back, big guys, there's nothing to do." ”

After these people listened, they all turned around and went back, leaving me alone, squatting there alone, I held my head and couldn't understand, the play I just watched, or the fire that lit up, is it really a ghost singing opera? The old man made it clear that the stage had not been used for more than ten years.

The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't understand, so I walked towards the stage, I walked to the side of this stage, and found that the edge of the stage was already overgrown with weeds, as if for a long time, no one had moved, and a corner of the stage had collapsed, and I walked to the stage, and the top of the stage was actually paved with wooden boards, and the wooden boards on it had rotted, and there was a creaking sound when I stepped on it. Maybe I'm really dreaming.

I was thinking about walking as I walked, and suddenly my feet were empty, and I fell under the stage all of a sudden, when my back hit a sharp stone, and I almost felt a breath of pain at that time, I moved my back slightly, and I wanted to get up, but when I moved a little, it hurt terribly, and I had no choice but to lie there. At this moment, a grumbling voice sounded from inside the stage, and the voice said, "Do you hurt when you fall in?" ”

I was shocked, is there anyone under this stage? So I asked aloud, "Who are you?" Where is it? ”

Then the resentful voice said, "I'm a ghost, just above you, I'm here to sing for you." ”

When I heard this, I was frightened and hurriedly looked up, only to see that above me, about two feet away from me, there was a woman facing me, the woman was wearing a phoenix crown on her head, a xia veil on her body, willow eyebrows, big eyes, although her face was cold, but she couldn't hide her handsomeness. I know that this woman above me is a ghost, not a human.

So I hurriedly said: "Grandma, grandma, I just watched you sing, I didn't give you money, you don't remember the villain, and after dawn, I will definitely give you paper money." ”

The woman said resentfully: "Your money, the class owner has taken it, the little woman wants to ask the eldest brother for something, when I fell into the stage, reduced to a ghost show, these years I sang for those ghosts every day, I have never been able to get out, I hope my brother will rescue me, I will sing a play for my brother first."

Then the female ghost opened her mouth and sang a piece of Sichun, singing it in her resentful tune, the tune was vague and ethereal, very good, I was addicted to the play, and I didn't care if the female ghost was a human or a ghost, I felt that the play sang well, and the play seemed to be able to make people fascinated, and I actually fell asleep listening to it.

In my sleep, I felt that there were water droplets falling on my face, I quickly opened my eyes to see, and found that it was already dawn at this time, I was still sleeping in the inside of the stage, under my body was some rotten wood, beside me, there was a phoenix crown, the phoenix crown was very old, like many years ago put there, I sat up, hard to recall yesterday's events, after thinking for a while, I picked up the phoenix crown, got up from the stage, and then sat on the edge of the stage, the light rain wet my clothes, and I didn't realize it.

At this time, my friend saw that I was drenched in the rain, and felt very strange, so he ran to me and asked me what was the matter, and I relieved myself at this time, and talked to my friend about it, and my friend's face became more and more heavy when he heard it, and said to me: "Brother, it is raining now, this is not the place to talk, let's hurry to the house and say." ”

So I went to the house with my friends, and when I went to the house, I saw that there were indeed traces of fire in the house, but those traces were very strange, only some paper objects such as cash cows and gold ingots were burned, and those paper cows and paper horses were all placed there, and they didn't even change their appearance. I looked inside the house, and then at my friend, who said, "Actually, I told you last night that you should not go out to see any noise outside." I didn't expect you to be a drama fan, you are so addicted to drama, and you dare to watch the drama sung to the ghost. ”

I said, "Big brother has long known about ghost singing? ”

My friend was silent for a moment and said, "Paper makers like us are supposed to make things for the dead, how can I not know that the ghost singing on that stage." ”

I said, "Big brother, you are a local, you must know the ins and outs of that ghost singing, tell me quickly." ”

My friend thought for a while and said: "If you want to talk about this, you have to start from more than ten years ago, more than ten years ago, there was a singing team here, and it was really very famous in this film at that time, especially Xiao Yuhua in Tsing Yi, who sang in this film, no one can compare." People from all over the world came to watch the play, and this place became the most lively place for a while.

But there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, but that Xiao Yuhua died, that day Xiao Yuhua was singing, suddenly the wooden board under his feet collapsed, Xiao Yuhua fell, I don't know how it was so coincidental, the temple just hit the sharp stone, a life whimper, she is the protagonist of the troupe, after death, this stage is deserted, and no one sings on it anymore. But although there is no field, but can't stop the ghost singing, every time in the dead of night, there will be singing, at first everyone is very scared, and then slowly no one pays attention to the stage, you were born, you don't know the details, and you promised to give the ghost money, so there is this bad fate. ”

As soon as I heard this, I quickly said: "Big brother, I was wrong, it's all my fault, I was greedy for listening to opera for a while, and I burned so many paper things in my big brother's house." ”

My friend smiled and said: "The world pays attention to a fateful word, when I went to you, if it wasn't for our brother's fate, you rescued me, I would have become a pile of white bones." In fact, ghosts are the same as people, there are also good and evil, brother, although you are confused for a while, but you will soon be able to admit your mistakes and apologize to the head of the class, which shows that you are kind-hearted, and the female ghost dares to entrust the phoenix crown to you. ”

I said, "Big brother, do you know this singing grave?" ”

My friend said, "I know, because this woman is a singer, she can't enter the ancestral forest, and her grave is on the side of a road." ”

I said, "Big brother, I want to go and pay homage, and by the way, bury this phoenix crown in front of the grave." ”

My friend said, "Okay, let's go." ”

So we took the paper together, went to Xiao Yuhua's grave, burned the paper for Xiao Yuhua, and then buried the phoenix crown in front of the grave, I had a dream at night, I dreamed that Xiao Yuhua thanked me. ”

As soon as the old drama fans finished speaking, everyone said that the old opera fans were very happy, and the female ghosts could take a fancy to him, and everyone was joking, when a person came to Zhuang in a hurry, and this person came to everyone and said: "The old Jia family is dead." ”

Everyone asked who died, and the man said: "The old turtle died, and he was angry in the morning, and the Jia family invited Sun Banxian in the city and asked him to show him feng shui." ”

This old soft-shelled turtle is Jia Renyi's father, at this time someone said: "The old soft-shelled turtle was originally from other places to ask for food, and later became the largest landlord in our village, as the saying goes, people are not rich without a windfall, this old soft-shelled turtle must have a windfall, otherwise how can it be rich?" My grandfather also asked for food back then, but we couldn't afford to wear pants for three generations. If I were as rich as the Jia family, I would eat meat and egg dumplings all day long. ”

I saw that it was the second egg on the village, and the grandfather of the second egg sang flowers in the streets and alleys, and when it came to the second egg, he was ashamed of it, so he stopped doing it. As Erdan was talking, Shun Ye took the cigarette pouch pot, knocked Erdan's head and said, "You kid is so lazy to make it, if you want to eat meat, eggs, and dumplings, you have to have that life." The old turtle is a person with a big life, and if he is an ordinary person, he really can't ask for that wealth. ”

Erdan was knocked out, his eyes were anxious, and he said, "Shun Ye, what is the life of that old soft-shelled turtle?" It's not the same as us, two shoulders and one mouth. ”

Shun Ye said: "This person is sometimes a life, don't be stubborn, after listening to me, you will know what life is, if this matter is put on you, you kid would have been scared to pee his pants." ”