"Here they are......"

Aunt Li held the lit candle, her expression was stunned, her eyes were empty, and she hissed and shouted, "They're back——! ”

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(1) Quoted from "The Legend of the White Snake: Love"

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NPC: I fell into the water at the same time as your godson, who do you save first?

Xie Lao: Naturally, I saved every godson first.

NPC: Each?

Xie Lao: I have four godsons.

npc：……

Chapter 60

Who are the "they" who came back, Aunt Li didn't say clearly.

However, the answer has long been self-evident.

After Xue Sheng's body was discovered, when the villagers were still indifferent and continued to help the Xue family hold the marriage, everyone noticed something unusual.

Now seeing Aunt Li skillfully taking out a spare candle to dispel the darkness, and thinking about the ghost of the bride that she saw in a hurry, everyone suddenly understood: The secret marriage of the Xue and Yang families this time is not the first yin relatives in Fengnian Village.

In this ancient and backward village, there must have been many ghost weddings, and countless dead brides were uncounted, so Aunt Li was so skilled in lighting candles, and the villagers were not only indifferent to Xue Sheng's corpse, but also convinced that it was a ghost.

- Because of Fengnian Village, it is really haunted.

Everyone watched Aunt Li relight the candles in the backstage, and the warm flames in the dressing room became more and more, making their frantic heartbeats gradually fall back.

Duan Ying, who finally came back to her senses from the news of Xu Chen's death, shook her body twice, and muttered in a daze: "...... I want to go back and see Xu Chen. ”

As soon as the end of the note fell, she turned around and ran out, and Li Luming and Yu Qinwen also hurried to catch up with her, afraid that Duan Ying would have an accident on the way back to the village house alone.

As a result, Aunt Li, who was still frightened by the blood-clothed brides, raised her voice when she heard the words, and shouted sharply: "Don't go!" ”

"It's going to be officially staged in the evening, where are you going?!" She stopped the three of them together, and her original honest and kind face was replaced by Yin Ouhe under the reflection of the candlelight, "All go and sit in front of the mirror, I will put on makeup for you, and you can't miss the time for singing." ”

Aunt Li just didn't have a murder weapon now, but the intimidation and coercion implied in her words were consistent with the villagers who sat in the audience every day and listened to them sing, and everyone even had no doubt: if they really dared to go out of the backstage, then they would definitely be killed by the villagers who were guarding outside.

Duan Ying, Li Luming and Yu Qinwen could only walk back to Aunt Li, and she dragged her hair to the vanity mirror to start applying makeup.

The others may not have expressed their intention to leave the backstage, so Aunt Li was a lot softer when she applied makeup to them, and she was not as ruthless as she was when she treated Duan Ying, Li Luming and Yu Qinwen.

The villagers still seem to be on guard against someone running away, even if the participants have already put on makeup, they are still not allowed to leave the backstage, and everyone is detained in this cramped backstage, and the food is brought in by a special person.

By the time everyone had put on their makeup, the sky, which had no bright light, had already been completely darkened, and it was so thick that it seemed to be impossible to dissolve.

Aunt Li asked everyone to stand side by side in front of her, looked at everyone, and after confirming that the makeup and clothing were fine, she said coldly: "There is still a monk left." ”

The monks of Jinshan Temple are in their script, and there are a total of six people in the sea.

But one of the monks is played by Xu Chen, and now that he is dead, there are only five monks left, and there must be one less.

When Lu Ling heard this, he said: "Monks generally only play plays, and the monk played by Xu Chen, I remember that there are no lines, without him, it shouldn't be a big problem, right?" ”

"Nope." Aunt Li's eyes widened, and she said in a heavy voice, word by word, "Everyone must be together, no one is missing!" ”

Li Hong said angrily: "But Xu Chen is dead!" If you don't let us go back to the village house to see him, where are we going to get you another man?" ”

"It's just past midday, it's still early, and you have time to think about it." Aunt Li laughed sadly twice, "If you haven't figured out a way before the opera starts, and you can't get together to sing a bad show, then let's die together." ”

After saying this, Aunt Li walked to the chair in front of the dressing mirror and sat down on Erlang's legs, looking like she was ready to burn the jade.

"Ouch, Aunt Li, what are you angry with these babies?" Seeing this, Min Yuandan hurriedly stepped forward with a smile on his face, patted his chest and assured her, "Isn't it just a monk?" I'll get you again right away! ”

Aunt Li sneered, staring at Min Yuandan with cold eyes, waiting to see where he got another monk who could sing.

Min Yuandan walked to the side of the utility cabinet and picked up a small suitcase, and then waved his hand to the participants with confidence, signaling everyone to follow him.

Everyone did as they were told, but soon found out that Min Yuandan was going to take them outside the stage tent.

Ying Yishui hurriedly reminded Min Yuandan: "Class master, Aunt Li won't let us go out." ”

After the curtain of the stage tent was lifted, everyone saw a few villagers standing outside with axes in their hands, they were standing outside the backstage tent, staring at everyone gloomily, obviously holding the same thoughts as Aunt Li.

Who knew that Min Yuandan said: "I know, if I say a few words to them, they will let us out." ”

The crowd was suspicious and watched Min Yuandan walk towards one of the villagers with the axe, and then whispered a few words to him.

The next moment, the villagers actually stood to the side, making way for them to go out.

But it was only an outing, because the villagers with axes were always following them, never far away, always watching their every move, still vigilant for them to escape.

Afterwards, Min Yuandan took them to the intersection near the alley road where they hit the red and white brakes.

Everyone stopped and looked around, but they didn't see anyone other than the villagers who were eyeing them, so Liao Xinyang asked Min Yuandan: "Class master, what are you bringing us here for?" ”

Min Yuandan did not answer Liao Xinyang's question immediately, but opened the small suitcase that he had carried all the way, took out a stack of snow-white porcelain bowls from it, distributed them to everyone, and stuffed a chopstick into each of them.

The moment Xie Yinxue saw this set of dishes and chopsticks, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and Liu Buhua also showed a different color, and said in surprise: "We want to ...... this"

Min Yuandan grinned twice, took Liu Buhua's words and said, "We want to recruit ghosts." ”

——This answer was completely unexpected by Xie Yinxue.

It's a bowl and chopsticks, and it's still at the crossroads, except for the method of "inviting ghosts to eat food", he can't think of what else Min Yuandan can do when he takes them here.

"Invite ghosts to eat food" is a long-standing method of summoning ghosts, and its influence is so widespread that a taboo has been derived from the folk: that is, do not knock the bowl when eating.

Because knocking on the bowl during the meal will attract unjust ghosts.

Of course, what Min Yuandan has to do now is not just to summon ghosts, he also has to ask ghosts to do things.

So to distribute the dishes and chopsticks to everyone, Min Yuandan took out an ancient bowl that looked a little shabby, old in color and age, put it in the middle of the road after half a bowl, and cut his palm again, and put the blood on the rice, until the red blood did not reach the edge of the bowl.

After doing all this, Min Yuandan slowly raised his head and smiled at everyone: "Let's start." ”

Xu Lu held the dishes and chopsticks and asked in a trembling voice, "...... What to start? ”

"Please eat food for the ghost." Min Yuandan glanced at her, "You form a circle, walk around this bowl of rice, knock on the bowl as you go, and at the same time read in your mouth: 'Past gods, please come and eat food, if you eat my food, please solve my difficulties'." ”

Li Luming, Yu Qinwen and Duan Ying have not encountered these evil games of ghosts and spirits before, of course they have heard of the method of "inviting ghosts to eat food", but they have never played it - because of this method of summoning ghosts, it is said that people will die after playing.

No one is not afraid of death, so they hesitated.

In addition, this game requires ten people together, and they can't find enough people to play, so they can only put it aside and give up, but they didn't expect to get the opportunity to "invite ghosts to eat food" to recruit ghosts.

"It doesn't matter if the person dies, just call the soul over." Min Yuandan's face grew with a smile on his face, and he looked at Duan Ying and asked her, "Don't you want to see Xu Chen?" Maybe you'll see him again soon. ”

Duan Ying was so speechless that she couldn't even make a sound.

Yu Qinwen asked Min Yuandan in a trembling voice: "...... Is it okay not to play? ”

"If we don't play, we'll all die!"

Min Yuandan's face changed suddenly, and he roared exhaustedly: "Hurry up!" Don't you guys like to play these games? Hurry up! ”

Li Luming, Yu Qinwen and Duan Ying burst into tears when they heard this, but they only dared to cry quietly, silently regretting in their hearts why they were contaminated with these things in the first place, just to seek some ethereal stimulation, and now they can really see hell, but they hope that life can return to the boredom of the previous days and days.

However, there is no regret medicine to take, and there is no regret to take.

All they can walk is the path of summoning ghosts that circulates around the blood bowl in front of them.

"Past gods, please come and eat food ......"

"If you eat my food, please relieve me of my troubles......"

With the crisp sound of chopsticks hitting the porcelain bowl, everyone recited these four sentences in unison. I don't know how long later, the candle flame in the lanterns of the villagers who were surrounding them suddenly went out, and the temperature around them was instantly much lower.

Everyone slowed down, but in the dead night, there were other footsteps.

The footsteps approached from the crowd in the center of the intersection on the four roads, and one of the villagers re-lit the wick of the lantern.

The moment the candlelight was lit, everyone saw some hazy and vague ghosts, they were numerous, dressed in various colors, but at the forefront was a groom in a red wedding dress - he was Xue Sheng.

At this time, Xue Sheng looked similar to the corpse that everyone saw on the alley road that day, but his pale face looked more and more lifeless in the dim light of the night, distorting his expression, making it impossible to tell whether he was nervous and anxious or hated and angry when he frowned and opened his eyes and ran towards the blood bowl.

In the blink of an eye, the lantern went out again.

Once again, darkness encroached upon the surroundings.

Xu Lu's nervous voice cut through the silence and shouted in horror: "Something hit my shoulder!" ”

Before her words fell, a sound of chewing and swallowing sounded next to the blood bowl in the center of the circle of the crowd.

When Min Yuandan heard the sound, he immediately lit a candle and held it high.

This time, the candle was not extinguished again, and everyone could see clearly the faces of the "people" who were feasting by the bowl and eating with a mouthful of blood.

Duan Ying looked at him with a face full of disbelief, and pronounced his name in a dumb voice: "...... Xu Chen? ”

That's right, at this moment, the person who is squatting on the side of the blood bowl, digging the blood-soaked rice in the bowl with his hand clasp, and eating with a mouth full of incense is not Xue Sheng, who rushed to the forefront before, but the person who has long died and is not the blood-clothed bride pretending to be the real Xu Chen.

"A-Ying."

Xu Chen's face was very wrong, revealing a layer of blue-gray, and his skin was covered with purple corpse spots, he swallowed the last mouthful of bloody rice in the bowl, smiled at Duan Ying, and said, "I'm back." ”

Duan Ying trembled her lips and didn't dare to answer.

"Okay, okay, everyone." Min Yuandan put away the dishes and chopsticks distributed to everyone and put them back in the small suitcase, "Let's go back quickly, and wait for Aunt Li to put on Xu Chen's makeup." ”

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but wonder: Does Aunt Li really dare to put makeup on Xu Chen, who looks like this?

As a result, after everyone returned to the backstage tent again, they found that Aunt Li saw Xu Chen, who was alive like a corpse, and her face did not change. She took the monk's costume to Xu Chen with a cold face, and after Xu Chen changed his clothes and came out, she stood in front of the dressing mirror and helped him put on a bald head covering expressionlessly.

Min Yuandan hugged his arms and explained the reason to everyone while laughing: "Aunt Li is the most senior makeup master in Qingfeng Village, looking at this technique, it is worthy of its name." ”

Make-up master?!

Isn't that the one who puts makeup on the dead?

Liao Xinyang and Li Hong listened to Min Yuandan's words, and subconsciously raised their hands to touch their cheeks.

Maybe it's because they've been outside for too long, so their faces are cold and cold, like the corpses of dead people.

Duan Ying, Li Luming, and Yu Qinwen didn't listen to Min Yuandan's words very carefully, because they were all looking at Xu Chen's reflection in the dressing mirror - the man in the mirror was stunned and terrified, his bloodshot eyes were almost stared out of his sockets, and his mouth was wide open, silently freezing this distorted expression into a motionless eternal moment.