This Luo Ying said: "What about Cheng Feng? ”

I said, "It's out." ”

Luo Ying said: "Wait for Cheng Feng to come back, and let him send a set of black dragon costumes to my theater class." ”

I said, "Okay, I'll tell him when he comes back." ”

This Luo Ying turned to put a bag of pastries in his arms on the table, saying that this is for me to hand over to Cheng Feng.

What is the situation with this pastry.

It didn't take long for Cheng Feng to come back.

I immediately said to him: "Cheng Feng, just now Luo Ying said to send him that black dragon costume. ”

Cheng Feng nodded and said, "Got it." ”

Then, I pushed the pastries on the table and said that it was sent by the class leader Luo Ying.

Cheng Feng opened the pastry and ate a piece. Instantly, my expression lit up, it was delicious! "Big brother, you can taste it too."

I also smelled this potpourri cake, a fragrant smell came to my face, tasted a bite, it was indeed delicious, like ice and snow, sweet and delicious, sticking to the tip of the tongue, instantly melting, growing so big, the first time to eat such a delicious pastry.

Cheng Feng said: "Let's go, come with me to grandpa's house." By the way, you can also listen to my grandfather talk about this ghost show. ”

Then he took the box of pastries and walked to his grandfather's house.

I followed Cheng Feng to his grandfather's house. I saw an old man meditating with his eyes closed on a stone bench in the courtyard.

Cheng Feng said: "Grandpa, I'm here, this is my friend, Qin Ming." ”

Then he took out the potpourri cake, "Grandpa, try this thing, I'm sure you haven't eaten such a sweet and delicious pastry!" ”

His grandfather glanced at me, then picked up a piece of potpourri cake, put it in his mouth, chewed it twice, and then suddenly said, "Xiaofeng, who gave you this potpourri cake!" ”

"A friend."

"Which friend!" His grandfather was in hot pursuit.

"It was given by the class leader Luo Ying."

His grandfather got off the bluestone slab and paced back and forth in the yard, frowning two silkworm brows, as if thinking about something.

Cheng Feng said: "Grandpa, what's the matter, is there a problem with this potpourri cake?" ”

His grandfather shook his head, "No problem, not only is it no problem, but this is the best pastry in the world." ”

"What the hell are you trying to say, grandpa?" Cheng Feng said.

His grandfather took a long breath and closed his eyes, "It has been twenty years since it came, and it will always come after all." ”

Cheng Feng said: "Grandpa, what do you mean, is this Baihua cake related to the ghost show competition held every 20 years!" ”

His grandfather bowed his head and said, "Yes, this potpourri cake is related to the ghost show competition held every 20 years." ”

Cheng Feng asked, "Grandpa, is it really a ghost singing in the ring?" ”

"Of course there are ghosts, ghost shows, ghosts, evil ghosts, and hundreds of ghosts."

Hearing this, a chill ran down my spine, thinking to myself that this ghost show ring, if it was all a hundred ghosts, it would be terrible.

"Grandpa, what does this potpourri cake have to do with this ghost show?" Cheng Feng said.

Grandpa replied: "The appearance of this potpourri cake means that the organizer behind the ring is here." Only the organizers of the ghost show ring in the world can make this kind of potpourri cake. It seems that the organizer gave the potpourri cake to Luo Ying, the leader of the class. ”

"Who's that organizer?" Cheng Feng asked.

His grandfather shook his head. "I don't know, this behind-the-scenes organizer is very mysterious, but the taste of this potpourri cake is something that no one in the world can imitate."

Cheng Feng wondered, "Grandpa, why are you so sure you can't imitate it?" There are more pastries in the world, and there are more skilled craftsmen. Could this potpourri cake be made by the class leader Luo Ying himself? ”

His grandfather said: "This potpourri cake can't be imitated by the world, not because of the craftsmanship of making pastries, but because of the ingredients used to make pastries, it is said." Some of the ingredients of this pastry come from the underworld, so people in the yang world cannot imitate it. Twenty years later, the taste of this potpourri cake is still in my mouth. ”

"That grandpa, are you scared to get into this ring and sing with ghosts?"

His grandfather smiled, but it could be seen that the smile was not pure happiness, but mixed tastes.

The eyes glow from time to time. Sometimes it is silent, as if immersed in the memories of the past.

I don't know what his grandfather remembered at this time, but I can see that this ghost show ring definitely has an indelible past for this old man.

This past should be unforgettable.

Subsequently, Cheng Feng said: "Grandpa, that class leader Luo Ying said that I should send him the black dragon costume." ”

His grandfather then said, "Xiao Feng, you come in and show you something." After a pause, he said to me, "Young man, you come in too." ”

The two followed his grandfather into the house, and the old man opened the white, yellowed sandalwood box in the house.

This wooden box has some rust from the heavy lock.

The old man reached in and pulled out a yellow cloth bag.

When I opened the cloth bag, I felt a burst of dazzle! It's like a multicolored neon that is very close to your eyes!

When I came to my senses, I found out that it was a black dragon costume and two pheasant feathers!

This pheasant feather is the two long ornaments worn on the head of the actor, which are generally made of pheasant tails.

That is the form that Sun Wukong wore on his head when he was in Huaguo Mountain in Journey to the West.

But at this time, the black dragon costume and pheasant feather that his grandfather was holding in his hand were obviously different from those, and there was a faint brilliance flowing on it! It's a bit harsh. I couldn't open my eyes for a while, but after a while, the light on them gradually dimmed.

This black dragon costume seems to be woven with some extremely precious silk thread.

His grandfather held a pheasant feather in his hand and said meaningfully: "Xiao Feng." Did you know that this black dragon costume and pheasant feather are the rewards of the winner of the ghost show ring that year? ”

Hearing this, Cheng Feng was taken aback and asked, "Grandpa." Did you ever participate in the ghost show ring and then win the first place! ”

His grandfather looked at the brilliant pheasant feather, and the expression on his face was repeated, lonely and sad, but there was no joy.

"Xiao Feng, this pheasant feather, although it is noble, but it is not a mascot, it has changed its owner several times, and none of them have a good end. I don't want our Cheng family to have anything to do with this ghost show ring, this year, since this class leader Luo Ying is going to go to the ghost show to fight, then I am ready to give it to him, and the well water will not interfere with the river water in the future. ”

Grandpa then put the feather into the sandalwood box again, and told Cheng Feng and the others to send it to the class leader Luo Ying.

Then he picked up a piece of potpourri cake, ate it with relish, and said: "Although the ghost show is ominous, this potpourri cake is not tired of eating, and it is the most beautiful in the world." Every 20 years, you can still eat such a potpourri cake, and it is not in vain. ”

Subsequently, Cheng Feng asked his grandfather: "Grandpa, does my friend Qin Ming need any conditions if he wants to participate in the ghost show ring?" ”

The old man looked at me, "Young man, do you want to participate in the ghost show?" ”

I nodded and said, "Well, uncle, I want to participate in the ghost show ring, because." I want to meet a person from the Jiuli tribe, and I heard Cheng Feng say that there is a person from the Jiuli tribe who will participate in the ghost show ring. ”

His grandfather nodded and said, "Young man, if you want to participate." You have to hand over one of your things as a stepping stone to the ghost show. ”

I wondered, "Uncle, how do you say this?" ”

The old man said: "I think Xiao Feng has already told you that there was once a rich man who had a drama troupe and got along with a woman in that troupe." Later, the wife of the rich man plucked out the tongue of the woman in the theater troupe, and the woman who was pulled out was the judge of the ghost show ring, so if a living person wanted to participate in the ghost show ring, he had to hand over something from his body. ”

I frowned, "Uncle, you mean, to leave a part on your body?" Like what. Ears or something? ”

The old man nodded, "Yes, I have to use a meat thing as a stepping stone, I think back then, I wanted to participate in the ghost show." I gouged out one eye, and now, my left eye, is fake. ”

Indeed, I looked closely at the old man's left eye at this time, and it was indeed not true.

Instead, the old man said, "Young man, think about it, whether you want to take something off your body and use it as a stepping stone to the ghost show ring." ”

It was a difficult decision, after all, it wasn't good to leave a part of your body behind.

The old man said, "Young man, think about it, if you have to participate in the ghost show ring, come to me, if you don't have to go, then you don't need it." ”

At this time, I was very hesitant, after all, the parts on this body, ears, eyes, I didn't want to hand them over casually.

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