Wang Zun simply read the post and got a summary.

The opera performance in the early hours of the morning is not for people to see!

The question is, does this have anything to do with your next boss mission?

Wang Zun frowned, and didn't think much about it, anyway, the master of the thriller game gave the task, just complete the task step by step, and the rest didn't seem to be something he should consider!

Rubbed his temples and looked at the time, seven o'clock in the evening.

Big head, little spirit, come out!

When Wang Zun saw their appearance, he was angry and funny, helpless and bitter.

After the big head was brushed by Xiao Ling with a toilet brush, it was obviously much brighter, as if it had been covered with a layer of wax.

The big head is called a smug one, patting his head and smiling.

Wang Zun was speechless, I don't know how many years the toilet brush has been used, didn't the big head notice it at all?

Are you so happy?

Don't you have a little bit of smell on your head?

Oh, my God!

How did you stay with a fool for so long?

Xiao Ling grinned his mouth, revealing his two rows of big fangs, and biting twice from time to time, showing his big fangs!

The brush is also shiny, and the big fangs can look in the mirror.

"How's it going, boss, isn't my big?"

The big head swayed, and stretched his head in front of Wang Zun, with a smug face.

Wang Zun:( ̄O ̄; )

He's got a smell, my God!

"Awesome!"

Wang Zun pouted, Xiao Ling also stretched out his mouth, and the two rows of big fangs were called one shiny.

"You're awesome...... You're all awesome......"

Wang Zun was speechless, should he say which thing is a toilet brush?

Rubbing his temples, it was still early, and Wang Zun was not in a hurry, he first cleaned up his things, then watched the news, and watched TV with the black crockpot for a while.

During this period, Wang Zun did not forget to instill in them the importance of family, the interdependence and tolerance of family members, and trust.

Xiao Ling didn't have any doubts at all, grinning widely, showing her two rows of big fangs, and nodding her head constantly, agreeing with Wang Zun's words very much.

The big head kept pouting, half-believing Wang Zun's words, and looked at Wang Zun with disdain from time to time, Wang Zun was obviously brainwashing him, he was not a fool, of course he could hear it.

Of course, he did not veto Wang Zun's words, they are indeed family.

Wang Zun held the black clay pot again, and instilled the concept of family with a hard heart.

"Although we haven't really met, your appearance is extremely clear in my world, every look, every breath, I can know it well, Xiao Hei, we are family, family should be interdependent, caring, spilling blood for the family, we are family!"

Black crockpots: (; ゜０゜）

No kidding, we haven't met, what does it mean that your appearance is so clear in my world?

Isn't this a fool?

Wang Zun didn't know that the lid of the black clay pot was beating vigorously, and the sound of "clang"!

Wang Zun doesn't care what it says, anyway, they are family, family members who help each other!

As for Mo Yu and Zhu Jin, the two of them don't need to say anything, in fact, Wang Zun is just knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger, and the partner recognized by the system is absolutely loyal and obedient to him.

He did it just for the sake of the black crockpot.

Xiao Hei in the black clay pot is not a partner recognized by the system, the black clay pot is just a special item, and he is not 100% loyal and obedient to Wang Zun!

Of course, Wang Zun still wants to be a partner with the black crockpot and become a family!

That's it, I don't know how to let Xiao Hei exist outside the black crockpot for a long time!

Wang Zun put the black clay jar into his backpack, took all his family members, filled a full bag of lime powder, looked at the time, it was ten o'clock late.

He set off directly, without stopping for a moment, to the Bonus Theater!

When I arrived at the Bonus Theatre, it was already half past eleven in the evening.

The Flower Bonus Theatre is located in the middle of the city, surrounded by high-rise buildings, and is out of place with its surroundings.

This is an ancient building that covers a large area, with a total of three floors, a large courtyard, antique, and the plaque on the door is impressively written with four big characters!

Bonus Cinema!

The hundred-year-old building is also a cultural relic anyway, and it is very commemorative!

Bonus Cinema is not profitable, but it means a lot!

The gate is closed, and the vermilion wooden door is full of traces of time!

It's certainly impossible to swagger in, and you don't entertain guests at night.

Of course, it is impossible for Wang Zun to sneakily go up and unlock the lock, although he is very confident in his unlocking skills!

It's only 11 o'clock in the evening, this is a downtown area, there are still a lot of vehicles on the road, and there are many pedestrians!

Wang Zun found a small alley next to him, and after entering, there was no one around, and the ghost vine climbed over the wall and wrapped around a tree in the hospital.

The yard is huge, with rockeries, fake lakes, gazebos, groves!

To Wang Zun's surprise, under the eaves here, red lanterns were hung one by one.

The red lanterns fluttered in the wind, the red light flew, and the antique buildings made Wang Zun feel that he was back in a certain dynasty.

It's just that I don't know if I've been exposed to too many ghost things, and it feels very weird to Wang Zun here!

didn't think much about it, in order to prevent being discovered, Wang Zun quietly touched the performance hall!

There is not much time left, plus this place is big, and there are many rooms and halls, Wang Zun stepped on the time to come to the performance hall!

The performance hall is frighteningly large, at least a few hundred people, in the shape of a bucket, from top to bottom, is a large auditorium, in front of it is a huge performance stage, high and big!

There were butterfly curtains on both sides, and it was impossible to tell what was behind them.

Wang Zun found a middle position and sat down, looked at the time, it was just 0 o'clock in the morning, and the prompt for the start of the task also sounded.

In the audience, there was no light, it was gray, and even if there were people around, they couldn't see each other's faces clearly.

There are lights on the stage, but they are not very bright, and the curtain obstructs it, which makes it look particularly dim!

Wang Zun's eyes narrowed, he seemed to see a figure moving behind the curtain, and he was not very sure, because there was no sound here.

It was gray and quiet, only Wang Zun's breathing was lingering and faint!

"Young man, can you give me a hand?"

When Wang Zun was thinking, a hoarse and old voice sounded in his ears without any warning, which directly made Wang Zun's scalp tingle.

Because he didn't have the hell behind him at all.

The hoarse voice hit Wang Zun's neck with a sharp yin wind, and goosebumps instantly rose!

Wang Zun looked back, his eyes widened, and an old man with a hunched back was standing behind him, grinning and grinning, revealing the only remaining old yellow tooth, and his gray face was full of smiles.

"Uncle...... I ......"

Before Wang Zun's words were finished, the old man interrupted him: "Young man, you are new here, the position here is fixed, whoever sits in that seat has a name, you sit in the old man's position, can you let me?" ”

The old man's words were very light, and his smile did not change, but in Wang Zun's eyes, it was still so weird and evil!

"Look at everyone, they are all sitting in their own places!"

The old man chuckled, Wang Zun was tight-skinned, and when he looked forward, his nostrils were involuntarily startled, and he was taken aback.

He just came back, and on the seats around him, I don't know when a lot of people were sitting sparsely.

Without exception, they are all old men and old ladies, and some of the figures are dressed with a sense of age, as if they are old people of the last century.

Some figures are even more exaggerated, wearing ancient clothes.

Wang Zun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he wasn't afraid, but he didn't expect the ghost thing to come so quickly.

A rough calculation shows that there are about twenty or thirty of them!

Instead of sitting together, they separated, seemingly casual, but also seemed to be very regular.

They sat upright, expressionless, their eyes full of anticipation and excitement, waiting for the opera to begin.

Wang Zun got up and looked at his seat, and there was indeed a name on it.

Recovering slightly, Wang Zun smiled and gave up his seat to the old man.

Wang Zun came to the stairs on the side, and as far as the eye could see, in the gray and black audience, there were figures sitting one by one, like sparse turnips.

He didn't dare to sit around, he sat down directly on the stairs, and didn't speak, these ghost things seemed to be just watching the play, and they didn't care about him, an extra person.

Looking at the time, it was already 0:20, the curtain covering the performance stage was still there, and the ghosts seemed to be a little impatient, one by one, they were sitting on pins and needles, although they did not speak, but it could be seen that they were very unhappy.

It's also this time!

Boom!

A loud gong sounded, bursting like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, which startled Wang Zun!

When I looked up, the huge curtain opened little by little, and a figure appeared in it!

The figure has a mighty and terrifying face painted on its face, wearing a wide and gorgeous costume, and three flags are planted on its back!

He recited the "oops" play, was dumb and majestic between his gestures, and walked around unhurriedly on the stage!

Wang Zun's eyes widened, obviously no one was beating gongs and drums, but there was a steady stream of gongs and drums on the performance stage......

Wang Zun is sure that this is by no means a pre-recorded voice!

The gray and yellow lights are all concentrated on the opera actors on the stage, and the surrounding darkness is dark, and the only light in this world is the actors on the stage.

Wang Zun became interested, staring at the mighty and domineering actors on stage, and the more he watched, the more he felt that something was wrong!

On the contrary, the audience in the auditorium was very energetic, and the performance had not yet started, and their eyes were already full of anticipation and excitement!

Every time the actor moved, the costume on his body was falling, and in the end, the mighty and domineering image was gone, replaced by a black shadow!

Wang Zun's eyes widened, he now understood, the focus of the task was here!

Judging by the outline of the shadow, it is a bald monk!

He folded his hands, solemn and calm.

"The next thing to perform for everyone is the Sanzang Demon Demon!"

The shadow opened his mouth lightly, attracting applause from the ghosts in the audience.

Monk?

Prayer beads?

Wang Zun couldn't help but wonder if there was any connection between the two!