The reason why Wang Xiaohu took William Lin to the screening hall was also because these good brothers who floated in from the outside were not too vicious, most of them were elderly, their appearance remained relatively intact, and there was no too strong atmosphere of injustice.

Listening to the meaning of Master Zhang's words, the predecessor of the theater was a KTV, which burned a few young people, but what he saw was that there were many good brothers outside, and it was too far from what Master Zhang said.

William Lin was a spirit bone, and his feelings were the most keen, and the temperature in the theater dropped, and he quickly felt that something was wrong, and while following Wang Xiaohu towards the screening hall, he asked in a little panic: "Xiaohu, there should be a lot, right?" ”

Wang Xiaohu patted him on the shoulder and said, "The golden seal of the master is hanging on your chest, what dare you not get close to you with long eyes?" What's more, there are buddies by your side, what are you afraid of? It's time to watch the show! ”

"Who...... Who is afraid, buddy just asks, these days our brothers are running around, and we have seen less? ”

Wang Xiaohu didn't want to bring William Lin here, but now the career of the Lingbao faction is going well, and he is cautious and tries his best to take care of Geng Jianyang, and the general manager of the house takes care of the website while writing, and he can't let William Lin stay at home all day, and again, Wang Xiaohu thinks that it is impossible for him to take care of William Lin for the rest of his life, let him learn more things, at least he can protect himself if he has something.

Not only William Lin has to learn more things, but Wang Xiaohu is the same, the three-year appointment with Yanagi Mai, there are less than two years left, if you blindly practice behind closed doors, your experience will be much worse, and you can only do business while cultivating. Wang Xiaohu has almost mastered the theoretical things, and the bad ones are practice.

Stimulating William Lin with words is also afraid that he will be afraid, when people and ghosts meet, they must be bold, otherwise they will be at a disadvantage, this is like two people fighting, courageous, not afraid of death, strong, can always have the upper hand. As soon as the courage is discharged, the body is weak, and when the good brother sees that you are a bully, he can't help but tease or bully him. This is also for what kind of folk are possessed by ghosts, most of them are weak women.

Walking to the door of the screening room, Wang Xiaohu stopped and checked the things he was carrying. I brought everything I should have brought. After thinking about it, he took out a few yellow talismans to cover the three lamps on William Lin's body, and also covered the three lamps on his body, so that he was no different from a good brother. Ready, push open the door and walk in first.

As soon as he entered the screening hall, Wang Xiaohu felt the coolness inside, with a dead air and silence. Because the lights were not turned on, Wang Xiaohu's eyes were full of green colors, and the screening hall and the outside were in a trance of two different worlds, but in front of him, there was no luxurious decoration, no big screen, and no seats.

It turned out to be an old stage, the stage is dilapidated, as if it has been abandoned for a long time, under the stage is a bench, Maza, sitting dozens of old and young, everyone chatting like a living person, and children chasing back and forth, this scene is still like a modern well-equipped high-end theater, it is simply a few decades ago under the stage of all beings.

In the beat of gongs and drums, babbling...... A long cavity sounded, and in the sound of silk and bamboo, there was a sudden light on the stage, and the dim light bulb above the head was only reflected on the stage, and a woman appeared so suddenly, exactly as Chen Deyou described, drawing eyebrows and colors, and couldn't see her original face at all.

"How can there be a diamond mirror in the cold kiln, and the face is reflected in the basin. Old, old, really old, eighteen years old, Wang Baochuan......"

The desolate and graceful singing and sincere affection suddenly brought Wang Xiaohu William Lin into the play, the play is Wujiapo, and it is about: Wang Baochuan, the wife of a noble family, lived alone in a broken tile kiln for 18 years, wrote a blood book in distress, and Tuo Hongyan sent it to Xiliang. Xue Pinggui got the letter, bid farewell to the princess of Daizhan, hurriedly returned to Chang'an, and met Wang Baochuan in front of Wujiapo. The husband and wife have been separated for 18 years, their faces are difficult to distinguish, and they dare not recognize each other rashly. Xue Pinggui tried Bao Chuan by asking for directions, Wang Qing was poor and hard, adhered to chastity, and fled back to the cold kiln. Xue Pinggui rushed to the kiln, explained the reason in detail, and complained about the previous situation, so that the husband and wife could recognize each other.

It was another excerpt play, singing that made William Lin and Wang Xiaohu, who had never heard of Peking Opera, sad, the woman's low chanting and singing, repeatedly tossing and turning, twists and turns word by word, and the slow rotation of the body, which made Wang Xiaohu and William Lin cry, the woman seemed to be passing a message, she was waiting for someone, she was waiting like Wang Baochuan, she was waiting for life, and she died in waiting......

Some people say that on the stage, six or seven steps from all over Kyushu, three or five people, thousands of horses, thousands of troops; Some people even say that the stage is a small society, the world is a big view garden, there is no stage, not only the drama can not be performed, the gods can not be worshipped, and they are ashamed of a village, on such a stage, Wang Xiaohu and William Lin were immersed in it, and they forgot where they were for a while and what they came to do, and they felt sour and uncomfortable.

When I burst into tears, suddenly the two of them snapped on their sides! The sound of clapping hands sounded, which startled William Lin and Wang Xiaohu, who were immersed in it, and turned their heads to see that a seven or eight-year-old girl next to them, wearing an old floral gown, looked at them with a smile, the girl's face was actually quite cute, but that face was miserable green.

"Is it pretty?" The girl's dull and lifeless voice sounded, William Lin's blue eyes rolled, he held his breath and didn't dare to speak, and took out a wicker whip from his arms, the wicker can fight ghosts, it is inherited from Putuo Mountain in the South China Sea, and what Guanyin Master carried, is the white jade jade bottle and the pure willow branch, the willow in the world, are all from this pure willow branch, so this willow has the ability to drive away evil spirits and avoid ghosts.

William Lin took out the wicker whip because he was frightened in his heart, and before he could do it, he was grabbed by Wang Xiaohu's arm, William Lin went to look at Wang Xiaohu, but saw him smile and said to the little girl with a miserable face: "It's good-looking, it's so good to sing, what's your name, kid, do you often come to the play?" ”

The little ghost appeared suddenly, although Wang Xiaohu was shocked, but he was not very afraid, everything he saw in front of him showed that there was indeed a problem with the theater, but what was the source, there was no clue, the Lingbao faction has the rules of the Lingbao faction, if you want to deal with this matter, you must find the source of the matter, there is a cause to have an effect, and only if the cause is solved can there be a good result, otherwise even if it is forcibly suppressed, if it cannot be solved from the source, it can only get worse and worse, arousing the resentment in the hearts of the people who died in vain, and the trouble will be big.

Wang Xiaohu asked with a smile, the little girl tilted her head to look at him, saw that he didn't look like a bad person, and said: "My name is Fat Ya, and it is Sister Su who sings, she sings the best, brother, are you foreigners?" It's so weird to wear. ”

The dark atmosphere in the theater is very obscure, and the yin qi is heavy, in this case, Wang Xiaohu still has the heart to chat with a little ghost there, William Lin suddenly felt very admired, he didn't have the courage, let alone do it, just with this guts, the head of the Lingbao faction can only be Wang Xiaohu to do, since Wang Xiaohu has a plan, William Lin is watching from the side.

"You're not fat either, why did you get the name of a fat girl?" Wang Xiaohu asked with a smile, he really looked like a big brother next door.

"If you're not fat, you're called a fat girl." The little girl was very naïve, obviously she didn't know that she was no longer alive, Wang Xiaohu sighed secretly inside, but she didn't understand, the girl must have died in vain, why didn't she have a resentful breath on her body?

"Fat girl, is Sister Su singing on the stage a Peking Opera actor?"

"Sister Su is not an actor, she is a real character, Sister Su hasn't been on stage for a long time, today is her first time on stage......"

Sure enough, it's a ...... with a story Ghost! The key point must be in Sister Su in the fat girl's mouth, Wang Xiaohu has to ask again, suddenly a hot breath came from the stage, Wang Xiaohu was shocked, looked up, and saw that Sister Su on the stage suddenly burned, like a phoenix bathing in fire, she was still singing in the flames, and the fierce flames quickly swept the entire stage, together with the crowd watching the play under the stage.

Immediately after that, the fat girl beside him was like a piece of ice that suddenly melted, disappearing in an instant, Wang Xiaohu's eyes suddenly darkened, such a strong change made him hurriedly drag William Lin back two steps, opened his eyes, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed again, no longer a mottled and old stage, but a gorgeous round stage with a microphone on it, and the lights around him were colorful.

From one side of the round came a young man in his twenties, fashionably dressed, with dyed hair, who looked to be well-dressed, with a guitar hanging from his chest, and stood in front of the microphone a little nervously.

The sudden huge change made Wang Xiaohu and William Lin suspicious, and according to William Lin's meaning, they left quickly, but Wang Xiaohu didn't understand the change, so he naturally wouldn't leave, so he stood there still, but saw that the young man was a little helpless and bowed to him and William Lin, and stumbled and said: "Hello judge, teacher, my name is Zhao Qi, and the repertoire I brought today is a Chinese-style song, and fireworks are easy to cold." ”

Judges? Wang Xiaohu couldn't help but look at William Lin, who was also frightened next to him, the one named Zhao Qi stared at the two of them, and didn't start, as if waiting for their response.

Wang Xiaohu coughed, tried to look like a judge, and said softly: "We are looking forward to your singing." ”

"Xie Lu, thank you, judges!" Zhao Qi bowed again and sang: "The sound of prosperity escaped into the empty door and tormented the world, the dream is cold and tosses a lifetime of love debts and a few books, such as your default life and death withered, withered and waiting for the annual rings of the circle, the Futu Pagoda broke a few layers and broke the soul of whom, and went straight to the mountain gate where a broken lamp collapsed, let me wait for history to turn around, wait for the wine to be mellow and wait for you to play a song of the zither ......"

Singing sounded in this silent night. (To be continued......)