We all reached the very center of the village. I only found that a big stage was built there, and there were only a few villagers scattered around the stage. Everyone seems to be reluctant to listen to these plays, and they are all very evasive.

And the man and woman singing in the center of the stage are not wearing ordinary costumes, but white heavy filial piety.

This...... Such costumes.

At this time, an inexplicable old voice suddenly remembered behind us.

It was the old village chief, and the old village chief said to all of us in a trembling voice.

"This play is a yin play, and it is sung for the ghosts of the underworld. There will be no outsiders in our village for almost many years! But every time we come to outsiders, we put on a show to please the ghosts of the underworld, the spirits and ancestors who died in our village.

Only by making them happy will they allow you to stay in the village!

So I asked Gulong and Guza to call some of you here, just hoping that you could give a pillar of incense to the ancestors of our village according to the tradition of our village.

By the way, you don't need everyone to offer incense, you can find a representative and kneel down and knock on a long incense stick to the actors on the stage!"

There are really many rules in this village, and there is a copper stove in the center of the stage, and all of us need to kneel three times and buckle nine buttons, and then insert a long incense stick in the copper stove.

Actually, that's not all! It's just that Sun Yongju and Uncle Da Da are old, so naturally the older people should not be allowed to come to the matter of kneeling and knocking.

For the demon sect's army, this morning was almost killed by the village chief. Naturally, he can't do it either! Sun Hanhan, Huang Ju is a woman, in the eyes of the ancients, women are absolutely not allowed to incense their ancestors. There is no way for women to belong to yin, and yin people are unlucky!

I think I am the only one who is the most suitable among all of them, as the head of the Wumen Sect, and as the disciple of the Maoshan Gate, I wear many hats, so this matter is naturally the most suitable for me.

I stood out from the crowd, and no one questioned my actions.

Gu Long took a long incense stick and handed it to me, I held it aloft, and then knelt down and bowed to the stage.

After I finished worshipping, I took the incense stick and walked up to the stage step by step.

As soon as my feet stepped on the stage, an inexplicable wind blew on my cheeks.

I held the incense aloft and my shoulders ached, and I lit it in the copper furnace and inserted it into the copper furnace again, so that the ceremony was complete. qδ.net

After doing this, I jumped off the stage. The old village chief nodded at us with satisfaction and signaled that we could leave!

Just when all of us wanted to leave, Fire Rose and the local tyrant named Qiaoda also arrived.

When Qiao Da saw this big play, he began to curse.

"What the is this? It's as bad as a dead man! Bad luck is not bad luck!

Damn, I heard this chirping sound in my room. It's just piercing, whether you can sing or not. It's disgusting to sing this!"

The warlord glared at Fire Rose with slanted eyes.

"How did he get here?" The tone of the battle soldier was a little cold.

Fire Rose pouted and said aggrievedly.

"Joe...... Brother Qiao said that this voice sang like a ghost, unlucky! He's angry......

At this moment, the old village chief repeated again.

"It's a ghost show, and it's sung for the people of hell! How can a man in the yang world deserve to listen to such an opera?"

When Qiao Da heard this, he was even more angry.

"! What a fucking ghost show! It's really for the dead, *** bad luck!

I'm telling you, you have to stop this show for me now! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will not be finished with you."

Such a performance of GEODA. It scared the hell out of us all.

What the hell is going on with this boy? Doesn't he know that when he enters someone else's village, he has to obey other people's rules!

At this time, Fire Rose whispered to the war army.

"What should I do? I can't convince him! Today is Qiaoda's birthday, and he says it's unlucky to listen to such a play on his birthday!"

Rush love, it's a good day to rush together. The people of Heyun Village played a yin show, and just happened to bump into Qiaoda, the rich second generation, for his birthday.

No wonder Joda didn't want to listen to these netherworld tunes. However, He Yuncun's rules will not be changed for the sake of a small rich second generation like him.

At this moment, Qiaoda turned over on the stage alone. He yelled at the actors on stage.

"You all stop me, don't sing, don't sing!"

He shouted loudly, and even smashed and smashed some props on the stage.

A good yin drama stage, it actually made Qiaoda smash it!

All of us didn't dare to speak up when we stood under the stage, only Qiaoda, a rich second-generation who didn't know the rules, was coaxing.

Joda smashed the stage, and within a few moments the news spread throughout the village.

After about ten minutes, almost most of the villagers in the village gathered in front of the stage.

The villagers glared angrily at Qiaoda's eyes, each holding farm tools in their hands, as if they wanted to fight him!

GEODA was not afraid at all when he saw such a big battle.

He went straight back to the courtyard and dragged a large suitcase out of his room. When I opened the suitcase, it was full of cash, and all of it was in dollars!

Joda shouted at the villagers.

"Lao Tzu doesn't care what rules are broken in your village! Today is Lao Tzu's birthday, and Lao Tzu is reluctant to listen to the play.

You stopped this drama team for me, and let Lao Tzu spend the night quietly. Take the money and divide it as you please!"