Where is there still the shadow of parents and relatives, it is still a dark night where you can't see your fingers, the scene of the reunion of relatives just now seems to be a dream, Wu Zheng looked down at the pendant on his chest, keeping the original dark appearance unchanged, his skin is also intact, and the pain has long disappeared.

Wu Zheng was stunned for a moment, could it be that everything just now was an illusion that I generated?

At this moment, a faint light suddenly lit up behind him, Wu Zheng hurriedly turned his head to take a look, and saw that about fifty steps away, there were two towering ancient trees, and a big red lantern was hung on the branches of the ancient trees.

Looking behind the ancient tree, Wu Zheng was stunned, a magnificent stage was impressive, with blue bricks and gold tiles, big red pillars, and it was six stories high.

The first floor has no doors and windows for singing, and the other five floors up are equipped with small lattice wooden windows, and then with colorful large flower curtains, the top floor is the most delicate, with protruding wooden beams in all four directions, and various patterns are carved with fine carvings.

The stage was shrouded in a blurry mist, and the fog was faintly red by the lights, and the whole scene was so weird and weird.

Wu Zheng's throat kept trembling, and he looked around by the faint light, and instantly felt cold all over his body, his face froze, and he found that he had run out of the village, and he was in a deserted grave at the moment!

The eyes were full of desolation, a dead silence, and suddenly a cold wind blew, as if it could directly enter the heart, and a few dead crooked-necked trees swayed with the wind, like lonely ghosts with teeth and claws......

This Nima is really hell, there are more than a dozen graves here, Wu Zheng heard his grandfather mention it before, most of this barren tomb is an ownerless tomb, and the burials are some poor people who have no descendants, no one has come to worship for many years, the wild grass grows wildly, the strange stones are piled up, and it has long been desolate.

Just imagine, who would have enough to eat and build a stage in such a ghost place? Even if this stage is built, which master dares to come and sing on stage? It's not clear that this is meant to be sung to ...... Sing it to the dead? This is clearly a ghost stage!

But the next moment, the big red curtain in the center of the stage pulled to both sides, and suddenly a suona tone came out, sharp and piercing!

Immediately afterwards, the sound of bangzi, erhu, big gongs and small drums all sounded, Wu Zheng didn't dare to come out, he only felt that his scalp was numb, it seemed that there was really a troupe behind the curtain, and the "Mother Looking for Children" that I heard before I came came came from here.

Because the distance was too far, Wu Zheng couldn't see the situation on the stage clearly, and cautiously paced to the foot of the ancient tree on the left.

When I looked forward through the light, I saw more than a dozen young men standing on the stage, not tall, about 1.6 meters, all dressed brightly, either red and green or blue and purple pants, each holding a musical instrument in their hands, and playing hard.

Wu Zheng found that the expressions of those men were very stiff, the corners of their mouths were upturned at a fixed angle, their eyes were staring at the front sluggishly, and the movements of their hands were also very inflexible, all like marionettes, which made people look uncomfortable.

After a certain stage of playing, a woman slowly walked out of the backstage, the woman was wearing a red wedding dress, covering her red hijab, twisting and twisting to the center of the stage, and the orchid fingers were cocked and sang.

is different from the previous "Mother Looking for Children", at this moment the whole tune is full of cheerfulness, and the rhythm of the instruments is also very fast, extremely free and easy, I have to admit that those men's craftsmanship is very good, and the joy of marriage is presented.

But don't forget, this is a barren mountain and a wild ridge, this is the middle of the cemetery, singing this happy wedding girl is really goosebumps crawling all over her body, really panicked, Wu Zheng held on to the ancient tree tightly, his palms were full of cold sweat.

At this time, with the roar of the suona, four small men jumped out of the backstage, and those men who played musical instruments were dressed the same, red and willow green, very bright, the four of them carried a big red sedan chair, twisted their waists and danced, followed by a handsome young man, presumably the groom.

It's just that as soon as the groom appeared, Wu Zheng's eyes widened, it was a mouse!

The rat is obviously a lot taller than everyone on the stage, looking very unsociable, his face is still sluggish, as if he has not woken up, but his hands and feet are very flexible, and his mouth is even more rapping, and he has sent the bride into the sedan chair between singing and harmony.

The strange thing is that the bride pulled the mouse and didn't let go, and with a gentle pull, the mouse was about to get into the sedan chair, Wu Zheng suddenly had a cold back in an instant, and his heart panicked inexplicably, he always felt that once the mouse got in, he would never get out. He couldn't hide any longer, and jumped out and shouted, "Rat, stop! ”

This sound really worked, and the mouse stopped in a daze, but everyone on the stage seemed to be frightened, and the sound of musical instruments suddenly stopped, and the whole world became dead silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

In the next second, all the men on the stage slowly twisted their heads, turned their necks and made a gurgling sound, and looked at Wu Zheng in unison, staring at Wu Zheng with a terrible white smile!

The bride in the sedan chair also slowly stretched out her head, but the hijab accidentally fell to the ground, and I heard the bride say shyly: "Oh, the hijab fell to the ground, I was really careless, hehehe-hee-"

Not to mention the weird laughter, what Wu Zheng didn't expect was that the bride had no head! From between her shoulders stood a bamboo pole, the top of which was wrapped around a rag on which the hijab had just been covered.

Wu Zheng buzzed in his head, and said in his heart that this Nima was really a ghost stage, and he took a closer look at those men, and found that something was wrong, except for the rats, there were all paper people on the stage!

The head and limbs are papier-mâché, and the expressions on the face are stroked, so it is no wonder that the expression is stiff and the movements are slow......

Wu Zheng couldn't care so much at the moment, and said in his heart that as long as it wasn't a ghost, the danger factor of the paper man should not be high, so he hurriedly rushed to the stage with a few steps, wanting to save the mouse.

But those paper figures seemed to have people's thoughts, and saw Wu Zheng's intentions, so they threw away the musical instrument in their hands and began to jump around on the stage, and the four little men also pushed the mouse into the sedan chair, and lifted the sedan chair with a strong wrist.

The whole stage was in chaos, all the paper people were on a rampage, every time Wu Zheng took a step forward, he would be knocked back by the paper people who crossed over, and he couldn't get close to the sedan chair at all, the four little men shook their heads, their buttocks twisted, and they walked into the backstage in the blink of an eye carrying the sedan chair.

As soon as the sedan chair disappeared, those scurrying paper figures suddenly changed their steps, instantly forming a rotating circle to trap Wu Zheng in the middle, and the weird smiling faces made Wu Zheng dizzy.

Of course, Wu Zheng knew in his heart that this was not a good thing, and before he could think of a way to break through, he saw a flame growing from the soles of the feet of one of the paper figures......