The actor who played Qin Xianglian also came up, made a bow down motion, and read loudly: "Knock to see Xiangye." ”

Bao Longtu said: "Present." ”

Presented, that is, presented, Qin Xianglian was about to act, when suddenly she heard a click, and a pillar hanging with a magnesium lamp was broken.

Everyone looked up in unison, and the sky was cloudless, and a bright moon was hanging high in the sky, but suddenly a strong wind blew off the tarpaulin on the stage, and blew away the hats worn by many people.

The wind came strangely, and the sound was strange, whining, like a ghost crying, sad and mournful, as if there was a great grievance.

This is the legendary "hat wind"!

Legend has it that when Bao Zheng returned to Beijing, he encountered a gust of wind halfway and blew away his hat. ”

Bao Zheng was furious and ordered Zhang Long and Zhao Hu to arrest Demon Feng, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu had to take the order and pursue Demon Wind everywhere, and just found an unjust case.

Since then, there have been folk legends that if you sing Bao Gong in the wild and encounter the "hat wind", it is a grievance.

When the actors on the stage saw this, they were so frightened that they immediately ran off the stage, but the strange thing was that the gong and drum masters did not stop.

This is also the rule in the pear orchard industry, the play has been opened, and it must not be stopped.

Because "the play has been opened, come from all directions to listen, one party is a person, three parties are ghosts, and four parties are gods"!

The wind blew and whirred, and with a few crisp sounds, several bamboos on the stage were broken.

Between the flying sand and rocks, the gongs and drums were noisy, and the wind was crying like a ghost, such a scene frightened everyone and fled one after another, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

And Bai Zhou noticed something, turned his head to look, and found that the few people just now had come up again.

"Let's go." Wen Junzhi said in a low voice.

Those people had been prepared for a long time, and they stood in several directions, blocking their way.

Wen Junzhi's eyes were cold.

I wanted to keep a low profile, but these people are too unacquainted.

The men had a sinister smile on their faces, and they got closer.

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind blew, and a black shadow suddenly fell in front of Bai Zhou, crying: "I was wronged! ”

Everyone was stunned.

Between the black gas, a woman's figure was faintly visible, her face could not be seen really, she could only see that her head was dripping with blood, her glasses were broken in half, and the remaining half was still hanging on the bridge of her nose.

Murderous Spirit, 50 health.

The audience was almost gone, and only the gongs and drums in the troupe were left.

The voice of the evil spirit was full of mourning, ethereal and deep, echoing in everyone's ears, making the hairs on his body stand on end.

Those ill-intentioned strong men were also stunned by this scene, and they were stunned on the spot, forgetting what they were going to do.

"I've been wronged!" The voice of the evil spirit came again, as if it was kowtowing to Bai Zhou.

Bai Zhou looked confused: "What grievances do you have?" No, why are you shouting injustice to me, shouldn't you be looking for Bao Gong? ”

"My ...... The daughter ...... "Suddenly a purse fell from the black mist, and it was dirty and full of dirt, as if it had just been dug out of the soil.

Bai Zhou picked it up and found that there was a photo in it, the photo was a mother and daughter, the girl was the little girl who sold flowers just now, and the mother was wearing a pair of glasses......

"Is this you?" Bai Zhou asked in surprise.

The evil spirit's voice was choppy, she was too weak and her consciousness was blurred to speak a complete sentence.

These evil spirits are the spirits of the resentment of people after death, and they are very weak when they are first born, and only a few of them can become stronger, and most of them either go to the underworld or disappear.

"They...... Abduction...... Daughter...... I'm looking for ...... Kill me......"

Bai Zhou frowned and said, "They kidnapped your daughter, and if you come to look for your daughter, they will kill you?" ”

The evil spirit did not answer, but only whined.

Bai Zhou glanced up at those people, and his voice became cold: "Okay, I'll take care of your affairs!" ”

There seemed to be a smile on the evil spirit's face, and the black mist slowly dissipated.

Only then did the men come to their senses, look at each other, their faces suddenly turned pale, and they turned and ran.

Bai Zhou was about to chase after him, but Wen Junzhi held down his shoulder.

"There's no need to rush." Wen Junzhi said gently, "You leave them now, the others will just flee from the wind, maybe even the children will be transferred, it is better to let them show us the way." ”

He leaned into her ear and whispered, "Let's have a pot." ”

The men were very cunning, and escaped in several ways, and made sure that Bai Zhou and the others did not chase after them, so they met in a corner of the town and entered a small shop selling tourist souvenirs.

The shop sold some trinkets everywhere, and there were no customers, and the shopkeeper smiled when he saw them: "Why are you panicking?" What the hell? ”

The faces of several people changed greatly, and they hurriedly said, "What the hell!" Such a big ghost is standing in front of us alive! ”

The shopkeeper laughed: "What the hell is not a ghost, how can there be any ghost in this world?" You're kidding me! ”