The crowd walked in the direction of the stage.

"Hey, I've heard that there is a drama troupe for a long time, but I've been busy, so I don't have time to watch it.

"The front one goes faster, and if you go slower, there will be no front row."

"Don't step on my feet, do you want to go to see the theater troupe, or do you want to go to see the pillars of the stage, not afraid that your mother-in-law will pinch your ears?"

The crowd was noisy.

For the people, they are busy with their livelihood on weekdays, so they rarely have time to rest, and it is already excellent to be able to relax and watch the drama at this time.

Zhou An and Yu Hang glanced at each other and followed.

They are quick to maintain order, and this situation is naturally to follow to avoid problems.

The stage had already been set up, and there were already gongs and drums sitting on it.

Zhou An and Yu Hang came relatively late, so they stood at the back.

Of course, there is a benefit to this.

Being able to see the end at a glance helps them maintain order.

"It's rare to see and listen to a play." Yu Hang stood up and looked inside.

Readers, naturally, pay attention to a little style.

They compare prostitution to the style of the moon, listen to music to the elegance of writing, and compare blowing, playing and singing to talent.

This year, with a little packaging, it is quite literary.

In fact, Zhou An thinks that the first two metaphors are okay, and the last one has to be changed.

Blow...... It should be considered a craft, or a ventriloquist?

Ventriloquism, no problem!

Zhou An has no interest in listening to the play, but he still has to maintain order now, so he will listen to it for a while.

The first to come out, of course, is not the most famous.

Even Zhou An, a layman, can hear a little jerky.

However, for the people, as long as there is a lively watch, it is good.

On the stage, people come and go.

Under the stage, it was bustling.

From time to time, there are shouts and applause, and with the corners on the stage, the street is even more lively.

Zhou An listened and listened, and he had already changed several roles.

After a while, he saw that the people on the stage had withdrawn, and a woman in a costume came up.

is also a singer, this woman is relatively young.

"Hey, Lao Zhou, the finale is out." Yu Hang stabbed Zhou An.

Zhou An said strangely: "The finale, why are you so young?" ”

It stands to reason that the finale should be a famous actor, and the profession of singing is all qualified, and it is impossible to be so young.

Even if it is an ordinary troupe, it is not so young, it looks like sixteen or seventeen years old.

When Yu Hang heard this, he seemed to have finally talked about what he was good at, and said excitedly: "Look at you, I'll tell you to read more, and the finale is not the last." ”

As he spoke, he explained.

When Yu Hang finished explaining, Zhou An also heard clearly.

In opera, there are actually many doorways.

The last one is the main play, called the big shaft.

The penultimate one, because of the tight compression of the large shaft, is called the finale.

The fifth and sixth out is called the central axis, and the second and third out is called the small axis or early axis.

The opening scene that is ranked first is called the gong play or hat play.

The most exquisite art and the most appealing drama are ranked last, which is called the big axis.

The person whose fame and seniority are slightly inferior to the big axis but who are quite powerful is ranked second to the bottom, which is called the finale.

"It turns out that the most famous horn hasn't come out yet." Zhou Andao.

Yu Hang nodded: "The finale is not bad, let's just listen, I didn't expect there to be such a beautiful thing, while maintaining order, listening to the music." ”

The two were chatting here, and they had already begun to sing on the stage.

I have to say that it is worthy of the corner of the finale, and this technology is much better than the previous one.

Looking at his young age, his singing style is not unfamiliar at all.

After the finale was sung, the applause and shouts from the audience were even harder.

At this time, the sound of the drums, which had been sounding all the time, became rapid, and it was replaced by a different style.

Immediately after, a woman with a beautiful figure and a water sleeve walked out from behind the curtain.

The figure is soft and elegant, stepping on small broken steps, shaking long water sleeves, revealing the taste of a woman in a water town.

Just walking out of this figure has already made the people present unable to take their eyes off.

"Not bad." Zhou An also praised it.

Even if she doesn't listen to the play or watch the play, this woman can make people scream just by standing there and walking a few steps.

The drums and gongs are changing.

The woman also sang a tune to the sound of drums and gongs.

The opening is extremely high-tech, and even if it is the finale just now, it can't be beaten.

There was another round of cheers from the audience.

Even Yu Hang clapped his hands and cheered.

Only Zhou An was different, when the woman sang the song, she clenched the long knife in her hand, and her eyes gradually turned cold.

The voice was familiar to him.

It's not just familiar, he's seen this woman.

That day by the river, through the soul chasing of the corpse collector Feng Ye, he heard this voice, it was the woman in black robes.

At this time, the woman was wearing drama makeup and couldn't see her true face clearly.

When Zhou An's eyes turned cold, the woman on the stage also moved, staring at Zhou An.

And as the woman's singing sounded, the sound of gongs and drums gradually stopped, and the cheers and slaps slowly became smaller.

Asleep, all these people were asleep, including Yu Hang.

Zhou An also felt a groggy sleepiness, but fortunately, the Qi in his body flowed for a while, canceling out the sleepiness.

On the stage, the singing woman stopped.

With a flick of the water sleeves, all the clothes on his body were torn, revealing the black clothes inside.

"Chapter embroidery?" Zhou An said coldly.

Zhang Xiuxiu bent down slightly, made a woman's salute, and said with a smile: "The concubine Zhang Xiuxiu, I have seen the son, and the posture of the son wielding the long knife has never been forgotten in the eyes of the embroidery." ”

"It's not a small courage to dare to come to me in person." Zhou An pulled out his long knife.

Zhang Xiuxiu smiled and said: "The concubine has been greedy for the body of the prince for a long time, and he really can't help but dare to come over, and he also promised the concubine to create this opportunity for the concubine." ”

"Him?" Zhou An touched his chin: "Is there a mysterious person behind you?" Who is it? ”

The smile on Zhang Xiuxiu's face gradually turned cold, and her left and right hands twisted slightly.

Two objects emerge from the sleeves.

Zhou An: "......"

He hadn't expected to see something so familiar here.

In Zhang Xiuxiu's right hand, he carried a long knife, and in his right hand, he held a mouthful...... Saucepan.

This sense of immediacy made him feel like he was looking in the mirror.

"That's what you're sure of?" Zhou An said lightly.

"In the Five Elements Burial Method, water is good at imitating all things." Zhang Xiuxiu walked down the stairs of the platform slowly, with a beautiful posture.

Her tone was as cold as ice.

"Childe, you are as transparent as in the eyes of the concubine, and the concubine has simulated you."

"It takes time to simulate, and it wasn't until the first five days that the concubine's body was fully simulated, and the ability after the simulation was higher than the child's ability."

"Unless Childe has a major breakthrough in the past five days, but that's impossible."

Zhang Xiuxiu said as she reached ten meters in front of Zhou An, and her tone became murderous.

"Today, please bury your son in water!"