In front of the tofu Shih Tzu booth, there are six tables and stools, four of which are seated.

The people who come to her to eat tofu brains are all men without exception, including Master Wang, the second generation of the village, and the four followers of Liu Quan, the second generation of the village, that is, the four unlucky people who died miserably at night.

Ah Hua's eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, her long hair is jet black, and her eyes are circulating, which makes it seem that a lot of diners who eat tofu brains want to eat tofu.

Ling Jiuzhou secretly said to himself: "These four color critics actually covet Ah Hua's beauty, no wonder Liu Quan will kill them." ”

He can imagine the picture of Liu Quan cleaning them up: You four pouncers, dare to covet your sister-in-law's body? Die!

"What a handsome little Langjun, where are you from, have you ever ......?"

When Ah Hua saw Ling Jiuzhou, her eyes lit up, and she immediately twisted the waist of the water snake and came over.

She leaned half of her body against Ling Jiuzhou.

The aroma is fragrant, very elastic and very soft.

Ling Tian Divine Emperor said serious nonsense: "I came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, I admire this place, I want to move here, I have a marriage match, my son will play soy sauce, little lady, please respect yourself!" ”

"Hmph, what does Xiao Langjun want to eat?" Ah Hua moved away and glanced at the little handsome guy with resentment.

"Three bowls of tofu brain." Ling Jiuzhou arched his hand.

……

Halfway through the meal, the village chief and his follower Daqiang arrived.

"I heard that Your Excellency is moving to Zhuangyuan Village?" Village Chief Liu Zhao asked slightly.

Ling Jiuzhou nodded while eating tofu brain with a bowl: "Yes, the old man is the village head, he has been looking up for a long time, and he is disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

Liu Zhao: "Be polite, I'll take you around after you finish eating, we respect the most scholars in Zhuangyuan Village." ”

Ling Jiuzhou waved his hand: "No need for the village chief, there will be opportunities in the future, it is not early, I have to go home after eating tofu brain." ”

The village chief was a little disappointed, but he could only agree: "That...... All right. ”

After eating tofu brain, Ling Jiuzhou walked towards the outside of the village.

When he arrived at the path where he first came to your land, he found a thick and dense locust tree and hid behind it.

Not long after, the sound of horses' hooves entered my ears, and the troupe invited by the village chief Liu Zhao to perform appeared.

In the past two days, Ling Jiuzhou was puzzled: Why in a program performed by a foreign troupe, the clothes and appearance of all the ghosts could correspond to the villagers who were killed that night?

This is definitely no coincidence!

Ling Jiuzhou secretly poked out a third of his head, squinted, and looked at the actor sitting in the open-top carriage.

I saw that they were each dressed in strange costumes, and their faces were hideous and terrifying masks, among which were Mu Mei, Dai Tengu, Yugu Hibiki, Mountain Boy, Kappa, Inugami, Bai'er, Dirty, Hashihime, Naruya, Reverse Pillar, Gao Nu, and the Soldier Headquarters......

In short, they were completely different from the clothes they wore when they died!

Ling Jiuzhou's heart was shocked: What's going on? Why is this happening?

He thought of the reaction of the people when he watched the play in the theater, their eyes were empty, their expressions were numb, and they clapped their hands mechanically...... It's like a lifeless marionette!

It wasn't until the end of the show that they returned to normal.

Hiss!

Ling Jiuzhou gasped and thought about it in horror.

There was a sedan chair carried by four people in the convoy, and inside it should be the actor wearing a black robe, a red cloak and a blue-faced fanged mask - the head of the troupe.

Don't know what he really looks like?

When the sedan chair was closest to Ling Jiuzhou, he used the Moon Shadow to sneak and quickly rushed over.

He ran to the front of the sedan chair, leaned over the curtain and took a look, and ...... another hundred meters

"Huh? My speed seems to have gotten faster! ”

Ling Jiuzhou ran behind a birch tree at a speed of 6.5 seconds in 100 meters, and the stealth ended!

The whole process, infinitely close to five seconds.

It's all about the heartbeat.

When the troupe entered the village, he followed slowly.

The killer has been revealed, and this small world of hell mode is finally about to be cleared.

After a stick of incense.

The sky is shrouded in dark clouds, and the sky cannot escape the boundless cage, and the world is plunged into darkness.

In the theater, gongs and drums are noisy, suona and sound.

On this annual ancestor worship day, all the villagers of Zhuangyuan Village gather here to watch a night show of a hundred ghosts.

Except for fools.

Ling Jiuzhou waited at the door.

Moment.

The madman ran out: "Don't ...... when it's dark"

Seeing a young and handsome stranger, the madman always felt that this person was a little inexplicably kind, so much so that he forgot to shout the slogan.

The corners of Ling Jiuzhou's mouth raised, and he said lightly: "Zhuang Yuanlang is going to go to the villagers' houses to give medicine?" ”

The madman was shaken, looking at Ling Jiuzhou in disbelief, and his voice was a little hoarse: "You...... Who is it? I don't understand what you're saying? ”

With that, he fled in a hurry.

Silent.

"Stop!"

Ling Jiuzhou shouted.

The madman turned a deaf ear, his arms swung sharply, and his lower body ...... Motionless!

"Praise the Star God."

Ling Jiuzhou smiled slightly, walked leisurely behind Zhang Shan, and slipped his palm on the back of his neck.

Zhuang Yuanlang's eyes darkened and he fell.

"Come out!" Ling Jiuzhou looked at an earthen wall and cast Qi Xing.

The skinny boy behind the earthen wall thought to himself, "I won't be able to kill ......."

Before he could finish thinking about it, he cut his feet first and then walked out.

Liu High School: "......"

Ling Jiuzhou pointed at the madman: "Do you want to be knocked unconscious by me and dragged in, or do you want to walk in by yourself?" ”

"I'll go by myself, I won't bother you."

Liu Gao smiled bitterly and took the lead in entering the park.

Ling Jiuzhou dragged the madman and followed him.

The villagers were looking at the night show of the hundred ghosts with empty eyes, clapping mechanically.

Almost no one noticed Ling Jiuzhou.

In addition to the crowd, a pair of big eyes that are as clear and bright as crystal!

And a pair of eyes that don't have eyeballs like black holes!

At this time, a person wearing a black robe, a red cloak, and a blue-faced fanged mask appeared on the scene!

He followed the slow but striking beat of the drum, step by step, and for some reason, he paused for a moment.

Then he continued to walk, his red cloak was windless, and he looked at the villagers and sang a strange and psychedelic ballad:

"Champion Lang, Champion Lang, the mud can't support the wall, it's difficult to climb to the sky in one step, don't look back at the sky, abandon it like a repentant and broken bowel......"

On the stage, the cloak is like blood, as if flowing through the whole world, and the black robe is like ink, which seems to fill all the space.

Next second!

Hundred ghosts knelt down, trembling, suona sound, rushing into the sky!

The center of the stage was filled with flames, the red light and black gas disappeared in an instant, and the hundred ghosts and black robes were gone.

The villagers shook almost imperceptibly, and returned to normal, applauding loudly and applauding vigorously, admiring the excitement of the play.

As they were about to leave, a loud voice rang out:

"Friends of Zhuangyuan Village, please stay!"

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw a tall, thin and handsome young man carrying an unconscious madman onto the stage.

Liu Gao Gao followed behind him.

"Today, I will tell you a wonderful story, which is related to everyone present, I hope you will stay and listen carefully!"

The villagers were idle, and they were curious about what wonderful stories they had, so they gathered around.

Ling Jiuzhou put down the madman, snapped his fingers, and said softly, "Wake up!" ”

The madman opened his eyes and looked blankly at the villagers around him, a little flustered for a moment.

Ling Jiuzhou patted him on the shoulder: "I want to tell a story, Zhuangyuanlang, let's listen to it, it has something to do with you." ”

Zhang Shan was silent, but did not leave.