Xing'an League, Baixian Wei Town, temple fair

In autumn, the five grains are harvested, the villages and towns near Yingpanling hold more temple fairs, the villagers from all over the world work hard for half a year, most of them rush to the scene to have a lively time, and naturally gather a lot of nine popular people.

melons and fruits, needles and threads, rat poison gold pills, juggling ventriloquism, country stage, fortune-telling, shaving the head to catch up...... All the small merchants and vendors set up horse-drawn carriages and set up shacks for several miles, and they were crowded with people, noisy and lively!

The brother of the Yue family followed Mrs. Ma, carrying the five-color grains, pork strips, and incense sticks he had just bought, and he was carrying a large bundle of white cloth on his body, and he didn't dare to stop when he was sweating all over his body.

The old lady Ma took small steps and muttered to herself:

"You two brothers, you usually carry a little for the old man, he is too old to bear too much fatigue."

"Do you hear that, brother, Granny Ma wants you to mention my father more!"

Mrs. Ma looked like Yue Erpao, she didn't take anything, she was carrying a bag of dried fruits in her pocket, and she looked at it when she spit out the peel.

Before he finished speaking, he was immediately slapped in the face by Mrs. Ma.

"Especially you, if you hadn't been in trouble, your father wouldn't have been so tired, I told you, you can't expect your brother to live a lifetime, and when you two get married, you will definitely have to separate."

"Oh, I know, I just need to hold it for him."

Yue Erpao was about to carry a circle of white cloth, when he turned his head and saw the grass stage of the troupe set up on the pile of barren grass, he was so frightened that he shuddered and staggered a few steps back.

"What, it's familiar?"

Mrs. Ma looked at the young man, obviously seeing something strange.

Yue Erpao nodded like pounding garlic: "Mmmm... It's strange, I just blinked an eye, and I saw that there was really a head rolling down on the stage, why was it suddenly gone. ”

Mrs. Ma followed his eyes and looked behind, and there was a stage on each side behind them.

Although the stage on the left is simple, there are railings, caissons, curtain paintings, and curtains that should be there.

In front of the stage, there are all old people and children, coupled with the cries of selling sugar gourds, donkeys rolling, and soybean cakes, which can be described as very lively.

On the other side, the other one is extremely shabby.

The stage is scribbled and rough, with bricks and stones in front of the stone stalls to build columns, jack up the big wooden planks of the carriage, a few old and dead trees are built into four beams and eight columns, hanging tattered and whitish curtains, only some country actors are invited to sing and dance on it, babbling and hearing clearly, I vaguely remember what blood is spilled in vain, and June is wronged!

There was not even a person in front of the stage, only a few stray cats and dogs with lame legs and sores, lying listlessly under the stage, and they didn't know whether they were listening to the play or napping.

"Naturally, this is called the Yin Stage, and it is not for the living at all!"

"It's not for people, it's for whom?"

Before Yue Erpao finished asking, Granny Ma twisted his ears and muttered in her ear:

"You stupid boy, you have to make my mother-in-law clear, right? It's not for the living, guess who. ”

Yue Erpao was at the age of curiosity, and when he saw the dog peeing when he was walking, he wanted to kick it twice, his eyes widened: "Wild Wanderer (Lonely Soul and Wild Ghost), why is this so, they also watch the show?" ”

Mrs. Ma wanted to continue walking, seeing that Yue Erpao was so stubborn, she thought that she had to quickly explain the rules of their temple fair, so as not to cause trouble again.

She steadied herself and squinted at the stage:

"Ten miles of different winds, hundreds of miles of different customs, Bai Xianwei is this kind of rule, whoever organizes the temple fair has to be full of enthusiasm and enthusiasm for the opera team, this invitation is not to invite a class, it must be a yin and a yang two-class drama stage, the yang opera team is only allowed to sing happy and auspicious plays, the yin opera team, specifically pick Dou E's injustice, save the wind and dust, Qin Xianglian This kind of bitter love drama is the best."

"Why? I'm rarely visiting a temple fair, isn't it good to be happy! ”

"That's you~" Mrs. Ma glared:

"But whoever wanders outside, it must be the cause and effect of the body that cannot be reincarnated, they are all so miserable, they will be troublesome after watching the auspicious play, maybe they will add a lot of chaos to the temple fair, in case the grudge has been accumulated for a long time, but it will become a powerful one, let them watch the bitter love drama, and then think about it, they will not be so bitter, do not mess around, this temple fair will not be able to go on."

"I don't know how this rule has been handed down, anyway, it's such an old reason for the past 100 years, and it's natural to be okay if you do it according to the law, but there are also bad rules."

"How?"

Yue Erpao can't wait to know the result, he likes this sneaky story very much!

"How?"

Mrs. Ma made a knife clicking gesture.

"The whole family died a terrible death!"

The story that Mrs. Ma said, Yue Guanchao has also heard a little.