Chapter 19: The Golden Thunder (9)
After the suona, a poignant and long singing voice floated from the direction of the village chief's house, I couldn't help but look at it in astonishment, if the lights were not turned off over there, I should be able to see some bright light, isn't it blocked by the houses and trees?
This Bu is missing, he has a foot injury and runs so fast, how can he run to listen to the play in the middle of the night, and now the matter of Ma Wulang's family has not been figured out and he has to find this guy, it is really not worry-free, alas!
I took the door with me, and then groped for the village chief's house with the faint moonlight, remembering that when I came before, it was an alley that came to the end, and now I should have quickly found the location of the big opera pile if I returned the same way.
This section of the road is really troublesome to walk, because there is no light in the alley at all, so one foot high and one foot low, from time to time will step on puddles, or stumble on stones or something, cold and swept by a trace of cool breath, I have a little doubt that Bu Yique ran so fast, and finally walked out of this alley, the strange thing is that people in this neighborhood have livestock, and when they came before, there was obviously a dog barking, but now there is no sound, quiet, quiet and a little strange......
Finally vaguely saw the shadow of the big opera pile, and at this time I can clearly hear a singing, listen carefully, this section sings about Jinshan Temple and the broken bridge, I hehe, I smiled, the singing is really good, the pain and poignancy of the white lady and Xu Xian's parting are vividly volatilized, listening to it can make people inexplicably sad, I walked quickly to the front of the big opera pile, and suddenly strangely found that here is still like the daytime, there is no one, where is the figure of Bu Yixi?
That...... Where did that Bu Yiqian go?
I walked around, there was indeed no figure, and the soundtrack and Hua Dan Xiaosheng on the stage were playing and singing lively, I was faintly attracted by the enthusiastic singing on the stage, and I couldn't help but look blankly-
Outside Jinshan Temple, the White Lady was trapped by Fahai, and Xu Xian had no way to save her, the two of them cried bitterly, seeing this, I was inexplicably sour, just at this time, how did the White Lady suddenly have a long sword in her hand, the moment the three-foot long sword was in her hand, the scene on the stage changed strangely, how did the White Lady suddenly become a concubine, and Xu Xian and those little monks also disappeared, and what is even more strange is that Fahai changed and became a long-bearded face, which ...... This is not a golden thunder! This is Farewell My Concubine......
Yu Ji took one last look at the overlord of Chu, and then took a few steps back, drinking the sword and killing himself, my previous emotions had not calmed down, and my heart suddenly mentioned my throat, only to see that Yu Ji really cut her throat a little bit, and blood spurted out, I widened my eyes, slowly opened my mouth, and just wanted to scream, but I saw the overlord of Chu holding Yu Ji's head with both hands, suddenly! He raised his head, looked at me fiercely with a pair of cold eyes, and with a wave of his arm, he actually smashed Yu Ji's head at me.
"Ahh
I was so distraught by this strange scene that I almost instinctively held my head sideways, and then screamed in response......
The strange thing is that I stayed for a while, there was no sound around, and it was unusually silent, I slowly opened my eyes, and looked around, it was dark on the big stage, where was there Chu Bawang and Yu Ji, where was someone singing Jin Xuan Lei, here ...... There is no one here at all!
A cool breath hit my spine, and I couldn't help but sweat coldly all over my body, thinking about what it would have been if what I had just seen wasn't an illusion. Ghost?!
There's a ghost on stage?!
I took a few steps back suddenly, and at the same time my hands panicked out a finger, just when I was about to play, I immediately exhaled and slowly let go of my hands, it turned out to be a person......
A thin figure carrying a kerosene lamp, staggered to the stage, by the candlelight, I saw clearly that the person who came was the old man Liu, but the old man Liu did not see me clearly, lifted the oil lamp and looked around, and finally fixed on me, and asked in an old and hoarse voice: "Who is that?" ”
As soon as I heard the voice, I was sure that Old Man Liu was right, and immediately gasped and stepped forward and said, "Grandpa Liu, it's my seventh year of junior high school." ”
Old man Liu put the oil lamp on my face and looked at it for a long time, then sighed lightly and said, "It's you, why haven't you slept yet, what are you doing here?" ”
I...... What should I say? I can't say that I heard that you guys are singing here and then I came to see the play, the lights here have obviously been turned off for a long time, if I say that these old men Liu also have to believe it, after scratching my ears and cheeks, I lied that I came to find Bu Yique, and asked: "Grandpa Liu, have you seen him?" This guy is cutting his foot and running around, alas! ”
Old man Liu thought quietly, then shook his head and said, "I didn't see it, I was woken up by your scream, you tell me, what did you see just now?" Or did you hear something? ”
I frowned slightly, could it be that Old Man Liu also heard it? Immediately, he no longer concealed it, and said directly: "Well, I did come to find Bu Yique, I thought he came to see the play, and I heard someone singing here at Ma Wulang's house, so I found it, I saw ...... just now."
Before he finished speaking, Old Man Liu suddenly waved his hand to stop him and said, "Don't say it yet, come with me." ”
I didn't know why, so I hurriedly went up to the stage, followed behind Old Man Liu and walked to the back hall, Old Man Liu didn't say anything all the way, just sighed incessantly, and walked into the back hall full of costumes and dressing tables, I was shocked to find that there were seven or eight people waiting there in neat clothes, but their eyes were very dark and their faces were very haggard.
The people here looked at me in unison, and then looked at Old Man Liu with puzzled faces, Old Man Liu didn't speak again, and walked straight behind everyone, I didn't know what to say, so I had to smile and say hello to everyone jerkyly, but the people here didn't seem to be friendly, and no one responded to me, so that I was embarrassed to lower my head and catch up with Old Man Liu.
Stopped in front of a vacant lot, I looked up, there is actually a statue here, about the singing of the line of worship of the god statue but heard the master said, the southern singing opera are dedicated to Huaguang Ancestor, Huaguang Ancestor is the Red Emperor of the South, in charge of the god of fire, generally the southern theater is made of bamboo, wood, easy to cause fire, so it is enshrined Huaguang to pray for blessings and avoid disasters, and the north is dedicated to the Lao Lang God, the so-called Lao Lang God, white face without beard, wearing a king hat, wearing a yellow robe, since ancient times there are many kinds of sayings, the earliest well-documented is to respect the Lao Lang God as the ancestor of Qingyuan, that is, the god of Erlang, for the god of drama, there are places to worship Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty, Emperor Zhuangzong of the Later Tang Dynasty, the Lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and the Emperor of the Wing Pleiades.
Old man Liu silently picked up the three pillars of incense and lit it, and bowed to the old man god, and inserted it into the incense burner, and then, the old man Liu knelt down in front of the table, I was surprised to see that the old man Liu was in tears, and choked up: "Let me bear the consequences of what, don't let them torture the children anymore, ask the old man God to be merciful, woo~~~"
I suddenly stood or sat or not, Old Man Liu said that I didn't understand a word, and stood awkwardly, I couldn't help but look at the statue of the god of Lao Lang, this look made me happy, as far as I know, every statue is protected by gods, that is to say, I opened the eyes of heaven to see the divine light on their statues, but this statue is obvious...... No!
The incense is clear and straight up, and it is not accommodated by the old man god at all, because the old man god is not here at all, but even if there is incense to worship, even if this statue is not opened, there should be aura condensed around, so why is this?
I hurriedly bent over to help the old man Liu, and said comfortingly: "Grandpa Liu, don't be sad first, let's talk about something when you get up, besides, this statue has not been opened, what you worship is just a clay statue, even if it works, it won't work, get up." ”
Old man Liu looked at me with some astonishment, and immediately said suspiciously: "Won't it?" This statue was opened three months ago, how could it be ......"
As he spoke, Old Man Liu slowly stood up, and at this time, the surrounding troupe members gathered around and asked in unison: "Can you see that this statue is not open, then you must be a big gentleman with mana?!" ”
"Mr. Big?!"
"It turned out to be Mr. Big, Mr. Big, help us!"
“……”
Everyone complained to me about their bitterness, but I didn't understand what they said, Rao is old man Liu's face sank, raised his hand and waved, signaled everyone to stop, and then respectfully asked me to sit down, and instructed a young man to pour tea, after sitting down, old man Liu sighed deeply, and then said with a wry smile: "You just saw them, originally wanted you to give the old man God a pillar incense to keep a peace, how do you know that you are really a big gentleman with real skills, this may also be our creation, You must take care of our business, sir......"
While speaking, the man came to me with a cup of tea and put it down, I smiled and nodded in return, this feeling of being respected is really good, but I am not a big gentleman with real skills, Master is, I just happened to open the eyes of the sky, I can see something, but Old Man Liu is sincere, I was deeply touched by him, and was also deeply touched by everyone's sad looks, thinking that even if I want Master to help, I might as well help understand the situation first, and immediately I nodded and said: "Grandpa Liu, you just mentioned" They', but those two dirty things I just saw? And also, your countenance...... Hasn't you slept well in a long time? ”
Before Old Man Liu could speak, a voice immediately said excitedly: "Mr. Big, we haven't slept well, we haven't slept at all in the past few months, and we only dare to sleep in shifts during the day, alas! ”