Three days passed in a flash.

It's the opening day of the Huangquan play.

The location of Nanzhifang, Mei Sijun has already sent it to everyone, Qin Manjiang did not go to Nanzhifang in advance to investigate, and he didn't know about the others.

He just felt that that place had become an industry under the name of the Mei family, and if something happened over the years, something would have happened a long time ago.

The reason why such an ultimate game has not been revealed until today may be a recent change.

At half past seven in the morning, after getting up and washing, according to the address given by Mei Sijun, Qin Manjiang and Nie Yunzhen took a taxi to the western suburbs of Fucheng.

Along the way, the rugged area is uneven, deserted, the wind is whistling around, and there are barren mountains and bald mountains as far as the eye can see, as if you have entered another world.

No wonder Mei's house is idle, this place is so desolate that it is uncomfortable to live even if it is not haunted.

The taxi driver didn't speak the whole time, and after putting the two down at the place, he immediately stepped on the accelerator and left.

The two got out of the car, and Qin Manjiang glanced at Mei Sijun's instructions, saying that he wanted to find a river first and walk downstream along the river for a while.

Qin Manjiang and Nie Yunzhen walked forward in the morning mist, and soon, the river was found by them.

The river has no name, it is not wide, the water is not fast, it has no characteristics, but I saw footprints on the riverside, where no one came at all.

It's them, right?

Qin Manjiang doesn't like to explore in advance, but that doesn't mean that others don't like it either.

Listening to Zhong Xueran, Chen Zhiyuan is the kind of person who likes to make the most of everything before entering into a strange talk.

"Go that way."

Qin Manjiang said to Nie Yunzhen.

The two of them each carried a backpack containing some essential daily necessities and some simple food.

After a few days of recuperation, Nie Yun's face is really much better, although he still can't make any expressions, but at least he is no longer so haggard, and after supplementing enough nutrition, his face has gradually become bloody, and he can even be called good-looking.

"A kind of Lin Daiyu-like sick and beautiful ......" This is the description Zhong Xueran gave after seeing Nie Yunzhen when he came to talk to Qin Manjiang about this strange story a day ago.

The humidity is very heavy by the river, and with some fog on the water, it is not very real to see a little farther away.

However, as they walked, Qin Manjiang and Nie Yunzhen stopped.

On the misty river, someone?

The two stood on the bank of the river, looking out at the river.

Soon, a wooden boat sailed out of the fog, with the first, there was a second, and after a while, a dense wooden boat appeared on the river, fortunately this section of the river is wider, otherwise it would not be possible to squeeze so many boats.

Qin Manjiang picked up the wet reeds and looked towards the boats with Nie Yunzhen.

The boats are decorated with lanterns of all kinds, with boys and girls tied with paper at the bow and stern, and rowers wearing oddly shaped masks and streamers of various colors.

There was also a pile of white paper scattered on the water......

If you look closely, it's floating down from the sky.

Something is wrong......

This place is rarely popped up, how can so many ships suddenly appear?

There are still so many paper figures on board......

At this time, a hand quietly stretched out to Qin Manjiang's shoulder.

Just as he was about to touch him, Nie Yunzhen suddenly turned his head and grabbed that hand!

Qin Manjiang noticed the movement and immediately turned around, but saw Mei Sijun and Yang!

It was Yang who was caught by Nie Yunzhen!

Yang was not at all surprised when she was caught, but made a silent gesture, pulled him and Nie Yunzhen, and slowly retreated backwards, until he retreated away from the river, and only said when he reached the high place on the riverbank:

"Those don't look like people......"

Qin Manjiang chuckled in his heart.

In that river...... Are all the ghosts on those boats?

"Look."

Mei Sijun said suddenly.

Everyone followed his gaze towards the river, where a white mist shrouded the river, and large and small lanterns were reflected in the dark water.

The people supporting the boat were wearing strange masks, and although their hands were moving, their movements were extremely stiff, all of them looked like dummies on the stage, and suddenly they ...... An eerie tune sounded over the river:

"I'm afraid that the flowing water will go to the spring, and the same mood is different."

"When you laugh on an auspicious day, why do you turn into tears?"

"Seeing Hu Po is like an empty mountain, have you ever seen my husband and my Xuantai?"

"She burst into tears, her voice was interrupted, like Du Juan, crying in the courtyard, Baxia mourning ape, touching the heartstrings, so not miserable."

"This is also a lesson from God, he taught me to put away the remaining hatred, avoid coquettishness, and reform myself, change my temperament, stop falling in love, turn back from the bitter sea, and realize Lan Yin's ...... early"

……

With that weird tune, the boat didn't move, but the boys and girls who tied the paper shook their heads together!

In the mist, this scene is particularly weird!

The four of them looked at it together, the "people" sitting on the boat, the "people" leaning, and the "people" standing, their faces were all white and miserable, and they were all wearing colorful clothes, and they couldn't see what the style was, but there was an indescribable weirdness.

The singer did not know where he was, and the wind had stopped on all sides, but the boat creaked and swayed, and the surface of the water rippled in layers, and from time to time there were blisters tumbling outward, as if something was surging at the bottom of the river.

In that instant!

Qin Manjiang saw that something was surging in the pitch-black river.

That's an arm...... Bai's miserable fingertips emerged from the river, shaking strangely to the tune......

Soon, not only the arm, but also the stale things under the water, who don't know how much, were sung by this strange tune, and the fog became thicker and thicker, so that it was almost impossible to see the situation on the surface of the river, only the opera was still whimpering......

"Paper figures, lanterns, white paper...... It's a ghost show. ”

Mei Sijun said in a low voice.

For the first time, his face showed a look other than calm and calm, and there was a deep incredulity in his eyes.

"It's not a ghost show sung by people...... It's a ghost show that a ghost sings! ”

Only Mei Sijun is from the pear orchard here, Yang patted him gently, making Mei Sijun stabilize his mood somewhat, but he still stared at the river that seemed to be boiling.

"What's the drama on the river?" Yang asked.

"Suolin bag," Mei Sijun didn't look back, just looked at it without blinking, "Xue Xiangling, a rich lady, gave the Suolin bag full of jewels to the poor woman Zhao Shouzhen when she got married." Later, Xue Xiangling was killed by the flood and went to a rich family as a nanny, and found that the housewife of the rich family was Zhao Shouzhen, a poor woman back then. Zhao Shouzhen learned about the story of treating her as a guest and becoming a sister. ”

"Singing about sisterhood?"

"Yes."

After Mei Sijun finished speaking, he suddenly said, "Why don't you sing?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Yang had goosebumps all over his body, and Qin Manjiang and Nie Yunzhen even ran away!

Mei Sijun was pulled by the sun and hurriedly ran to a higher place on the riverbank!

It's just that in the river, the turbid waves are surging, and there are rotting corpses......

Coming ashore!