Chapter 11 Increasing and Losing Two Generals

In this place full of disaster victims, someone actually set up a stage and wanted to sing here, isn't this messy enough, Lu Qing looked at the stage strangely, but he couldn't figure it out in his heart.

But then behind the stage, there was a piercing bang.

The sound fell, and a terrible pig cry was heard from behind the stage, and a pillar of blood slammed down on the curtain of the stage.

How could this singing still bring pigs to kill, Lu Qingzheng wondered why none of the hungry and crazy victims around him rushed up to grab meat, and more than a dozen domestic servants with long knives came out of the stage and surrounded the stage.

Then three people, armed with knives, guns and clubs, turned out from behind the stage and stood still on the stage.

One of them wore a glazed crown, long red hair on his temples, a robe of flowers, a red face painted with stripes, a pair of blood-stained handcuffs with a fire stick, and the other dressed similarly, except that his face was painted green, and he held a three-pronged spear and a pennant.

The two men stood side by side, while the man opposite him was armed with a sword, glaring angrily at them, as if they were not destined for life or death today.

Is this drama? Lu Qing muttered in his heart, he had seen singing on TV in the past, but it seemed to be completely different from what he was looking at.

Seeing that he couldn't understand it, Lu Qing turned around and patted the person closest to him, "Fellow, what is this playing?" ”

The victim who was patted on the shoulder by Lu Qing seemed to be angry that someone had disturbed him, he turned his head angrily, and was about to scold him, but suddenly saw Lu Qing's black robe, so he had to reply stupidly: "What else can it be, the second general who played the loss increase will kill the ghost, this old man Yao in Dongguan Town said that it was haunted, so he invited the second general to show his murderous spirit and scare the ghost away."

"God? Do you mean to ask God to come up? Lu Qing keenly sensed that something was wrong.

"Otherwise, if you want to suppress ghosts, you must ask God." The strange disaster victim showed disgust in his eyes, and only thought that this black-robed Taoist priest was a native who had just come out of the mountain.

"Lower spirit, upper body" Lu Qing muttered to himself, he raised his head, at this time it was already dusk, and there were floating clouds flowing in the distance.

Is it from heaven, but what is there in heaven?

Lu Qing recalled that in Fuqing Guan, Fuel Consumption finally covered his mouth, raised his finger and pointed to the sky, what did he want to tell himself at that time.

Shaking his head, he couldn't understand these things at all now, Lu Qing put his eyes back on the stage again, since they were all acted, then let's see for themselves, which one is this play.

The three people on the stage were still confronting each other, moving back and forth.

Just when the onlookers were a little anxious, there was a sudden sound of bangs behind the stage, followed by another pig cry, and a column of blood sprayed on the already scarlet curtain. Then the so-called second general of the increase and loss actually stood on tiptoe and trembled all over. The hungry victims in the audience only thought that the two of them were doing a good job, and they cheered one after another.

But Lu Qing, who was standing behind the crowd, suddenly frowned.

What is that, Lu Qing looked at the air and said strangely, in his sight, there were two more milky white air currents on the stage out of thin air, which drilled into the brains of the two of them.

He remembered this thing, in the demon of the fuel consumption child, the old toad master also once made this thing.

Is this the so-called lower god, Lu Qing looked vigilantly at the two generals on the stage.

With the dissipation of the white air current, the two generals, who were originally wooden, suddenly widened their eyes, hummed some strange sounds that they couldn't understand, and pounced on the man with the sword.

I only heard an exclamation from everyone, and the second general rolled in the air, tearing the man's clothes, but what surprised the audience even more was that the man with a sword soldier still hid a deformed person who was only half a person tall in his clothes.

The short man, dressed in red, jumped out of the man's chest, and then the man pretended to faint and collapsed on the ground.

I only heard this dwarf scolding at the man on the ground, angrily scolding the man for abandoning his family and children in the early years, and there was no distinction between people.

The scolding on the stage became more and more intense, and the cheers of the people around him were also one after another, but Lu Qing felt a strange panic that continued to spread in his chest.

It seems that he has seen this scene somewhere, but where is it, Lu Qing frowned, thinking bitterly.

Suddenly, he was shocked, and looked at the few people on the stage with some stunnedness.

Thinking of it, in the Fuqing Temple, in the alchemy room, didn't the heart demon I fished out with my own hands also scold the old toad like this, Lu Qing suddenly felt a little creepy.

He stared at the platform, and at this time, the second general had already made a move, and was surrounding the red-clothed short-quarter, and then lifted him up with the weapon in his hand, and the red-clothed short-quartered kicked his legs desperately in mid-air, and his whole face shrunk into a ball in pain.

"Fake is true, and it will be a disaster for the world! You're damned! ”

"What is fake becomes true, what is real becomes false! You're damned! ”

The cheers on the stage became louder and louder, and I didn't know where the strength of those victims who had been hungry for more than ten days came from, but Lu Qing, who was behind the crowd, only felt like falling into an ice cave.

"Killing ghosts, ghosts actually refer to the demons that turn fake into reality!"

Lu Qing's brain exploded with a bang, and his legs kept trembling, and he even wanted to escape from here immediately. I can't stay here, I can't, I have to leave quickly.

This thought suddenly jumped out of Lu Qing's mind, he didn't understand why, he was obviously a living person, but at this moment, it seemed that a voice was telling him to run away.

Lu Qing turned around, but the next moment he was stunned.

There was a gaze locked on him, Lu Qing slowly turned around, but he saw that the two generals on the stage were all glaring at him.

They were obviously still holding the struggling red-clothed dwarf in their hands, and their feet were still spinning, but they always tilted their heads and stared at Lu Qing behind the crowd.

No, don't look at me, don't look at me, Lu Qing wanted to avoid this kind of gaze, but found that his legs were as heavy as lead.

The strange sound that the second general sang in his mouth also came into Lu Qing's ears, and it seemed to be a kind of incantation, constantly bumping into Lu Qing's mind.

Can't look at them, you must not look at them, Lu Qing gritted his teeth, his face was hideous, beads of sweat the size of beans kept falling from his forehead, he tried his best to close his eyes, but he couldn't do it.

The second general's singing voice became louder and louder, and even became some kind of roar.

In Lu Qing's eyes, the eyes of the two became darker and darker, and finally turned completely black, and a fierce murderous aura firmly locked on him.

"No" Lu Qing kept shaking his head, his lips trembled, and he knelt on the ground with a thud, covering his ears with his hands.