"If you want to send you to climb high and thousands of miles, you will be sad and lock Hengyang Road. The fish book is not unfounded, and several times I want to make a sad autumn endowment. Looking back at the West Mountain, the sun has been slanted, and it is really difficult to be a lonely guest at the end of the world. My husband doesn't flick when he has tears, just because he hasn't reached the sad place."

With an allegro and a meaningful narration, the play opens. Although the person did not arrive, the voice attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.

To me, this narration seems to have a tune, albeit a little weird! But it is very vicissitudes and sadness, and people can't help but fall into it in an instant.

"My body is light, the road is far away, my heart is busy and afraid of people being surprised, I am so scared that my soul is gone, my soul is gone, and I am young in Wuling by mistake in the red dust"

The song was sung soundly, and the villagers and elders in the audience couldn't help clapping their palms and applauding again and again.

On the stage, the actor wore a green gauze horn turban, and two white jade rings with beaded sideburns on the back of his head. Wearing a single-collar green Luo Tuanhua robe, and a double-tailed turtle back silver belt tied around his waist. Wearing a pair of soap boots with a melon head and a gun in his hand, he played Lin Chong, the head of the 800,000 forbidden army in the Water Margin.

I have to say that this Danjiao really has some skills, but that singing skill vividly interprets Lin Chong's sadness and helplessness when he goes to Liangshanbo at night.

"I really expect Feng Hou to worship the Xiangxiang to learn from that 10,000 miles of Banchao, and now he is forced to be a traitorous red scarf and a backing master Huangchao. It is just like a goshawk that has taken off the basket, a cunning rabbit from the cage, and a net to take off the dragon. Who will be punished for saving the country? It is rare to be punished. ”

At first, the voice of this Danjiao was very low, but later, as his voice improved, it seemed to pierce the nine heavens of the clouds, and the sad atmosphere stirred up the dark clouds in the sky, but it was a very thorough interpretation of the tragedy of Lin Jiaotou who had no way to serve the country and was victimized by traitors.

With the sound of an allegro, Danjiao carried a spear and walked step by step. Lonely and helpless, sad and bleak.

People seemed to see Lin Chong's arrogant figure staggering through the snow.

The fat man and I had everything ready, just waiting for the haunting ghost to come and rush up. But looking at this Kunqu Opera, the fat man and I seemed to be immersed in the scene, and saw the 800,000 forbidden army Lin Jiaotou who was killed by Gao Yu. His arrogance, helplessness, and tragedy of having no way to serve the country all moved us. In the end, the fat man and I were completely fascinated by this song and became a member of the melon seed watching the play.

Song Lin didn't know when he had already come towards us. sat next to the fat man, and explained the origin of this Kunqu opera for the fat man.

"Don't underestimate this little Lin Chong running at night...... There is a jargon in Kunqu Opera, called men are afraid of running at night, women are afraid of crying, Xiaosheng Badu, Lin Jiaotou is this decision, there are few people who can act" Song Lin knocked melon seeds, looked at the Danjiao on the stage, and his face was full of pride.

This can perform Lin Chong's Danjiao, which is from Liu's class. As a member of Liu's class, Song Lin's pride is inevitable.

I leaned over and asked curiously, "Brother Lin, is it really so difficult to play the role of Lin Chong?" ”

"Of course, ordinary people don't have this kung fu, the role of Lin Chong must not only be burly, but also have a demeanor, the voice must not only be high-pitched, but also grandiose, and the face must have a complex and delicate expression" Song Lin took a sip of the second pot head, and said with a sprinkled smile: "In addition to this, you must also have superb kung fu at hand, such as crossing the tiger, cloud hand, planting hammer, and anti-stretching hand, these trivial and solid basic skills have to be practiced perfectly." Otherwise, you won't be able to cooperate with the lyrics, and you won't be able to play Lin Jiaotou's aggrieved and unjust situation, full of resentment, fleeing at night, and desolate pathos all the way."

"What is a cross tiger, what are the cloud hands and the planting hammer" The fat man also looked at Song Lin curiously.

Song Lin pointed to Lin Chong on the stage and explained: "Look at that posture, one foot is straight and does not move to make an axis, and the other foot is raised to rotate, which is called a cross tiger in our industry." The two palms are facing up from the left palm of the chest, the right palm is facing down, and the two palms are flattened and pushed out over the top, making a neat top sky shape, which is called cloud hand. Although these things are the same as the eighteen turns, they are all our basic skills in making dramas. But if you can perform all of them in one game, and the performance is solid and not wrong, we can't find many in our industry. ”

Song Lin said complacently, as if Lin Chong, who played on stage, was like himself. He also felt the warm applause under the stage and immersed himself in this joyful atmosphere.

It was also at this time that I thoroughly felt the charm of Liu's class. Everyone here seems to have a collective sense of honor. If one person is recognized by the audience, the other brothers will also be happy. If the play cannot be rehearsed, everyone will feel uncomfortable.

Here, no one seems to have abandoned anyone. From the big famous characters to the small clowns who work hard in the corners, they don't distinguish between each other, high or low. No one will leave behind and go their separate ways, one glory will be collective glory, and one loss will be collective loss.

Maybe...... The fat man's decision was right! In this ups and downs of the world, everyone fights for fame and fortune, and goes their own way for the future. There are very few collectives like Liu Jiaban. This troupe should not disappear under the dust of history, and this spirit should be gradually carried forward over time.

As I thought so, my eyes were once again drawn to the excitement of the stage. But at this moment, I was looking at me and suddenly smelled a fragrance.

The scent is special, yet familiar...... After thinking about it for a while, I finally remembered.

Isn't this Nima the taste of soul-attracting incense? Sandalwood, rosin, willow dust...... Absolutely, yes.

And just as I came back to my senses, I suddenly saw a figure on the edge of the stage that should not have appeared......

This is a dwarf-tall villain, with a big bag on his forehead, his whole body is as black as coal, and his face is like the black bread and blue sky of Kaifeng Mansion. His legs were wrapped around the shoulders of a villager next to him, and the whole person sat on the villager, looking at the head of the Lin sect on the stage, and the dwarf clapped his palms happily.

When he saw the sound rise, he also lowered his head, put his nose on the villager's body and breathed greedily, and with his breath, a slightly white gas floated out of the villager's body and was sucked into his nose.

Just after this white qi was inhaled by him, a hazy and fluttering black qi immediately emerged from the villagers' bodies.

The villager who was the chair was completely unaware of this, and did not even feel that there was a "person" sitting on his shoulder.

"Fat man...... Look at it" I pushed the fat man a few times in a row, and when the fat man came back to his senses, I quietly pointed to the edge of the stage.

The fat man looked at the place I was pointing and exclaimed, "How could this be this?" ”

The fat man and I are no strangers to this dwarf, to be precise, this dwarf is a kind of ghost often said by the folk, some people call him coal obscurity, and some people directly call it a declining ghost.

He is not very harmful, but it will suck some wealth and blessing from people. His favorite thing is to get on a chair or sit on someone's shoulder when he is playing mahjong. Its purpose is to suck away part of people's wealth and pass the mildew to others.

Therefore, when some folk aunts and grandmothers play mahjong, they pat their shoulders, shake their thighs, and wear red underwear. These eight tricks are not groundless, once you are entangled by this kind of decaying ghost, you can simply use "walking with chills, brushing your teeth are stuffed with cold water" to describe.

It's just that this kind of ghost generally doesn't harm people, and at most when it is entangled, it will make that person unlucky for a while. After a period of bad luck, people will gradually return to normal and will not be in danger of life.

Could it be ...... That night it was this dwarf "Coal Obscurity" that was haunted

Whether it's him or not, all in all, a ghost has appeared, and we'll have to go up and see what happened.

After glancing at the fat man, we began to quietly leave our seats, moving our steps, pretending not to care, and slowly approaching the dwarf.

There is an old saying that God closes a door for you, and it will also open a window for you.

This dwarf ghost doesn't have any sharp skills, and he doesn't have any tricks to do, but the victory is better than the spiritual sense of this ghost, and ordinary Taoist priests may not be able to compare with him, although the ability to fight is not good, but the ability to escape is first-class.

The fat man and I thought we were careful, but he still accidentally found the trail.

As we walked to a distance of only two meters from the villager, the dwarf glanced in the direction of the two of us, as if noticing. Although we both shrank behind the audience in time.

But the dwarf jumped off the shoulders of the villagers without hesitation, and I looked through the gap in the audience...... The dwarf turned into a cockroach and fled out of the stage.

When I looked at this, I remembered the soul-inducing scent I had just smelled from this dwarf. For a moment, my face turned bitter and I wanted to crouch on the ground and vomit.

I said no wonder I got a disgusting smell of cockroach poop when I came out of the stage this morning......