Chapter Twenty-Six: A Word of Knowledge

Zhao Qi was obviously not surprised by the sudden arrival of Lake and the others.

He knew very well that Ye Zhiqiang would definitely report what happened in Yishan as soon as possible.

This coincides with the plan in Zhao Qi's heart, so I simply took this opportunity to verify the truth of what I said before in front of everyone.

Lake and the others looked at the circle in amazement, wearing human clothes, sitting cross-legged on the ground like humans, but only the fox demon with a fluffy fox head on his head, and once wondered if he was dreaming.

If the demon really exists, it will be a subversive blow to their worldview.

This is somewhat unreasonable, both scientifically and logically.

But now that this fox demon is in front of them, doesn't it mean that the science and logic they have always believed in are too one-sided?

When Zhao Qi's voice came again a moment later, he pulled several people back to reality from this trance.

"You've asked me how I'm going to prove what I'm saying, and now that you're all here, I'm going to invite you to watch a show."

The reason why everyone came here was because Ye Zhiqiang said on the phone that Zhao Qi was preparing for the god sealing ceremony in Yishan.

Therefore, although the few people did not say anything, in fact, the purpose of their visit was very clear, that is, they planned to see with their own eyes how this matter would develop.

Soon, the agents finally led the old men to the side of the mountain, the average age of these old people was over 70 years old, and it was a great challenge to walk such a rugged and steep mountain road.

What's more, during the whole process, the old people always made sure that those heavy boxes did not leave their bodies at all times, even though they were sweating profusely and exhausted, they still persevered.

Zhang Zhenshan noticed the figure of these old men, and immediately gave a look to the soldiers not far away, stopping these old men from the defense line.

Lake understood, he looked at the fox demon sitting in the circle with some complicated feelings, and knew that it was better not to be known by the people.

So soon, Lake looked at Zhao Qi, pointed to the troupe that was stopped outside the defense line and asked:

"Zhao Qi, the agents said that you asked for these people?

It's better not to let too many people know about this matter, and if it's not necessary, don't involve too many outsiders. ”

"Don't worry, Director Lei, I have my own measure."

Zhao Qi said as he walked towards the troupe:

"These people are indispensable if the ritual of canonization is to be completed.

But Director Ray can rest assured that they won't know much. ”

Seeing that Zhao Qi walked in front of those old men, Lake and the others also followed curiously.

Since they learned that monsters did exist, several people became more and more curious about Zhao Qi.

Combined with what he'd said and done, the direction of things seemed to have become more and more blurred.

"Ladies and gentlemen, which one is the class leader?"

Zhao Qi's eyes swept over the several old men in front of him one by one, and among them, the troupe master also hurriedly raised his hand and took a few steps forward.

"I am, what are you doing here? We're officers and agents at the same time, and we've never done anything bad. ”

Several old men were obviously frightened by this battle, and their eyes were always fixed on the heavily armed officers and soldiers and the serious-looking agents not far away.

I don't know what happened, but judging from this battle, it's not a small matter.

Zhao Qi shook his head with a smile and said with relief:

"Class master, don't worry, I just want you to sing a play.

But the first thing I want to determine is, how many years has your troupe been open, which way you have taken, which way you have sung, and what stage you have set up? ”

A little surprise flashed in the eyes of the class leader, and then he grabbed the thumb of his left hand with his right hand, and his left palm covered his right fist, forming a special fist salute.

"You don't know Taishan, you are also a Jianghu person?

Our troupe has been passed down from generation to generation, and it is already the seventeenth generation of my generation.

It is a waterway, a yin and yang opera is sung, and a white tiger platform is placed! ”

The conversation between the two made the others listen to it in a fog, but for some reason, the mood of the theater owner seemed to be a little excited.

This is actually the jargon of people who have been running rivers and lakes since ancient times.

Most of the opera troupes among the elderly have to go south and north, and in the process of breaking into the rivers and lakes, for convenience, they have gradually formed a unique jargon.

When faced with these questions asked by Zhao Qi, the answers of ordinary troupes were completely different.

The ordinary troupe walks Hanyang Road, sings Sancai opera, and sets up the Tianhe platform.

And only the troupe that specializes in singing ghost shows will answer like the class master just now.

Wading through the water refers to the ritual before the ghost show begins.

A basin filled with clean water is placed at the two doorways where the phase will enter and exit.

All the horns who sing ghost shows must cross this basin when they go on and off stage, which means to wash away all the bad luck on their bodies.

Zhao Qi and the troupe owner just said a few words, and immediately distinguished that both parties were insiders.

Only Lake and the others, who don't know why, don't know what these two are discussing at all.

Zhao Qi nodded with satisfaction, knowing that the agents had found the right person.

At the same time, he also looked at the female corner who had been covering her face with red veil.

This is also a unique rule of the ghost show, the singing horn does not show his true face behind the front stage, and what can be seen is always the image of the character after dressing up.

The professionalism of this troupe was confirmed, and Zhao Qifang put his mind at ease and went straight to the point.

"I want you to sing separately tonight, but I have a request, that is, you must sing with your back to the direction I am in.

Hear any sound, feel anything strange, and never look back.

If you agree, I guarantee that the remuneration for this play will support you for a few years.

But if you can't do it, please go back the way you came, and go back and forth. ”

There are already a lot of rules in the opera industry, and the rules for ghost opera are even more complicated.

The majestic country is in the court, ten miles of different winds, and a hundred miles of different customs, so for all kinds of rules in various places, the old class owners have long been accustomed to it.

Therefore, the old class master nodded without thinking:

"No problem, everything is as the patron tells you.

It's just that I don't know what kind of drama we are going to sing, whether it is Tanyin Mountain or Wupenji, or Zhong Kui marrying his sister? ”

"Neither!"

In this regard, Zhao Qi shook his head gently, and then approached the old class leader, lowered his voice beside him and said:

"The drama I'm talking about is a puppet opera, you might sing it?"

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