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Chapter 438: A certain master's vinegar altar overturned 12

Mo Liancheng paid attention and asked, "Tan'er, what kind of drama do you like to watch?"

"Huh? Ancient ...... Eh, what kind of drama do you have here?" Qu Tan'er has long missed the modern pastime life. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoWhen you are bored, you can watch TV series, find a new movie, etc. Now, when I am bored, I can only sit in the courtyard and drink tea, eat snacks and watch the white clouds.

"How does it sound like you're not from here?" Chinuyama interjected suddenly, confused.

"......" Qu Tan'er was slightly embarrassed. Said you missed your mouth...... But, "Princess, can you just find one and ask, is the princess of the Eight Princes' Mansion someone here?"

Chinuyama shrugged, it didn't matter, "Miss Tan'er, I'll just ask casually, don't take it to heart." Let's go to watch the shadow puppet show. ”

Chinuyama stretched out her hand to pull Qu Tan'er, but Mo Liancheng was faster to hinder her, and she took a step ahead of her and circled Qu Tan'er on her chest.

Helplessly, Chinuyama walked into a theater building first.

As soon as I entered, I found that the building was dark, and the windows were blocked with black cloths, which was much darker than the outside. In the lobby, it is still quite large, far away, it is a little unclear to see, but at close range, adapt to a light, you can still see clearly.

Not much.

A few people found a relatively high position, because the number of people was a bit large, and the four guards of Kitahara were also scattered everywhere. Jing Xin and Yu Hao also found a place next to them and sat down.

They asked for a pot of hot tea, a plate of melon seeds, and some dried fruits.

Then, quietly watch the play.

There was silence for a moment, and no one spoke.

After watching it for a while, Qu Tan'er really couldn't be interested.

She had also heard of this kind of shadow puppetry, but when she actually watched it, she didn't have much mood, and she couldn't find the fun in that play at all, and she was bored. And Chinuama, who was very involved in the play, was so excited to see it that she completely forgot that there were two people around her.

"Isn't it boring?" asked Mo Liancheng softly.

"Yes. ”

"And your ...... What's the difference?"

"The difference is big, if it is performed by a real person, and then recorded into a play, it will be a finished product after a lot of procedures and professional knowledge, and then it will be played......" How to explain this one? Qu Tan'er was a little unable to say a few words, and found that her common sense was really too bad, "Chengcheng, if you have the opportunity, I really want to take you to see the world where I have lived for 20 years." ”

"This king also yearns. ”

Morian was really very curious about the world she described.

Every night when the two of them lay on the bed, what he wanted most was what she told about that world.

It was a height he had never heard of, not even his imagination.

"Master, something is wrong. Yu Hao suddenly reminded in a whisper, looking around, slightly uneasy.

Mo Liancheng's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the surrounding environment.

"What's wrong?" Qu Tan'er was puzzled, and also glanced around, but she didn't see anything special.

Suddenly, there was a table in the corner, and several big men lifted the table.

The table was lifted, and the chair was smashed, lying across the floor.

And the pots, cups, and plates on the table all fell and shattered.

Exclamations also erupted.

The next moment, the man's rough curse sounded: "What kind of ghost show is he playing?! It's messy, and it doesn't let people see it! Also, what kind of tea are these, drinking dead people? Don't you look at Lao Tzu unpleasantly, and deliberately make these bitter teas for Lao Tzu to drink......