"Little boys, singing operas, holding up their fingers and tears.

A song of high mountains and flowing water, send you thousands of miles.

Go down thousands of miles, go to Huangquan, Huangquan has no confidant, no confidant. ”

This is a nursery rhyme in the village, which has been passed down since the dog baby was a child, but I didn't expect that after thirty or forty years, this nursery rhyme is still there.

There is an ancient building in the village of Gouwa, a theater that has existed for hundreds of years.

I heard the old people in the village say that this abandoned theater building was left over from the anti-Japanese period and should have been demolished, after all, many people have died here, and they all have some bad luck that ordinary people don't like.

However, on the day of the groundbreaking, several little dolls broke in by mistake.

A few adults just wanted to drive the children away and play in a different place, but they saw the little doll of the village chief's family picking up the non-existent trouser robe and going to the stage in a similar way, walking with standard playful steps and soft orchid fingers. Although the black eyes are bright, they look empty.

"I~of~Thoughts~Miss~In the High Mountains~~~~" As soon as the standard Peking Opera dialect came out, the village chief who just wanted to step forward to pull the baby away was stopped by the foreman who was bulldozing.

"High Mountain~Towering~Nine~Heavy~Heaven~~"

The villagers didn't know what was going on, so they scratched their heads embarrassedly, "The baby is naughty, I don't know where I learned to speak, and I don't look at these many people, so I went up!" Baby, come down! ”

The little baby on the stage was unmoved, nor did she turn her head to look at the adult, just acting at the empty seat.

The foreman is also a well-informed person in this small local construction team, and has always been sensitive to this kind of thing. The foreman lit a cigarette and waved his hand slightly, "Read it first!" ”

I heard that the foreman is sophisticated, with a deep energy of wisdom, full of righteousness and awe-inspiring and with the roughness of a tiger coin man, and is a serious northerner.

The smoke was drawn together in the air, and it floated towards the stage in a daze, and after a long time with the foreman, he immediately changed his face when he saw this situation.

Holy shit, there's something going on!

I have long heard that this theater is very old, and many people have died in it, and one of them is still a high-ranking officer of the Japanese military headquarters, and he is a very senior official.

Could it be that there are too many people in the Japanese army here, and there are resentful spirits gathering?

When they looked at it, they saw that the smoke of the foreman had drifted up to the platform, and before they could get close to the little baby, they dispersed. The foreman didn't react much, but when he saw this, he frowned and looked at the village chief and these little babies who were all controlled by order.

The village chief didn't know what was going on, and when the foreman looked at him, he smiled stupidly, just thinking that he wanted to show his hands, which caused a little trouble for everyone. In the final analysis, this is a doll after all, and a group of adults will not really care about children, that is, delay the work of Xiaohui.

I thought it was a little baby's play, but there was a flowing water He Zhiyin again.

"This play has also been adapted!" The village chief looked at it and relished it, these little babies sang well, but the adaptation was a bit strange, why did there be an additional Japanese commander, and he went up with a gesture gun.

"Bang!"

A gun rang out, and a child fell down, straight down. The old village chief who watched was so frightened that he almost jumped up.

That's his old baby, a single seedling, but he can't do anything.

The foreman's eyes were moved, and the people below consciously stopped the village chief, and the old village chief was panicked by the foreman's eyes, and saw everyone's reaction, so he slowly reacted to what was wrong.

Isn't this the same scene that was staged on the day of the assassination of the Japanese commander decades ago? The little dolls were not born at the beginning, so it is impossible to know, but the old village chief and his father were also present at the time, and he told him about it later!

said that a pair of actors in the theater, two good brothers, assassinated the commander of the Japanese army and made a great contribution. It was in that assassination that a scene died. Later, another actor also committed suicide, and he was in this theater. After singing the last song of the mountains and rivers, he died on the stage.

At that time, this was still an unsolved case, and some people thought that it was a devil seeking revenge, but after the autopsy, the deceased person had internal injuries and external injuries, and it looked like a simple natural death. Because the specific cause could not be found, the matter ended without a problem.

This is...

The old village chief's eyes widened, this is because they want to dismantle other people's theaters, for fear that they will accidentally provoke others. After all these years, it's not over yet.

The little babies on the stage fainted one after another, and there was only one person left, the one who survived that day. Suddenly, the little baby turned her head one by one, her eyes were indifferent and swept away, everyone stood still and did not dare to move, and the drums in their hearts were beating fiercely.

The foreman felt the cold air blowing, and the smoke was extinguished. The incense that had been lit by several walls before the construction began, was also extinguished.

The foreman prayed in his heart, and bowed with his palms together, and everyone did not dare to move, so they followed the foreman's movements respectfully.

The soul here is afraid that one of the anti-Japanese heroes of the day, after the death of his brother, he also died, I don't know why I can't go in love, and it will be decades to keep this empty building.

The foreman first said words of consolation to leave, if he could help, he should only support, as a junior anti-Japanese old-timer, he should have been respected.

He lit a small handful of incense to test the meaning of his ancestors, and every time he tried it, he extinguished a few incense sticks, until finally, all the incense was extinguished, and not a single one remained.

He had just tried to see if there was any solution to ask the ancestors to leave, and they continued to work, but many solutions were rejected.

The foreman frowned, lit a salute again, and after confirming that the incense was burning normally, he asked the baby to be carried off, and left the theater with a group of trembling people.

Before leaving, there was a thoughtful one who closed the door.

The old village chief hugged his baby, his eyes were good, he didn't know what to do, so he turned his head to look at the foreman, and saw the foreman shaking his head, "This building can't be demolished." ”

The village chief was still in charge of the building at this time, and hurriedly asked, "Where is my baby?" Is there something wrong with my baby? ”

The foreman looked at it, "It's okay, just sleep" The village chief was relieved.

The village chief looked at the theater with fear, and almost had an accident in it, but fortunately it was fine.

"If you can't dismantle it, forget it, the anti-Japanese elders want a nest, and you can't give it up!" The old village chief is a sensible person, and he also lit a drought to suppress the shock.

He didn't say that he had to invite a Taoist priest or something to come and remove or accept it, after all, this old ancestor was also the first baby in the village, even if it was not a branch, in the final analysis, it was their serious half of the elders, and when they went underground, they were also considered half-family members.

The dog baby sat in front of the theater, and he was the son of the village chief who was possessed.

When he woke up, he had one more nursery rhyme in his head, and that was it:

"Little boys, singing operas, holding up their fingers and tears.

A song of high mountains and flowing water, send you thousands of miles.

Go down thousands of miles, go to Huangquan, Huangquan has no confidant, no confidant. ”

This ballad was originally passed on by him first, and it should be the story of the two anti-Japanese ancestors, but I don't know why that ballad ended up being a confidant on the way down Huangquan.

It stands to reason that when a person dies, he will return to meet under the spring, but why does the soul of the old ancestor keep guarding this place and refuse to go down! Or, the old ancestors can't go down?

The dog baby took the hot cigarette butt and threw it on the ground and twisted it.

He couldn't figure it out, he really couldn't figure it out, when the foreman asked, the one inside admitted it, it wasn't that he couldn't go, but... Don't want to go.

So, why?