The East Garden is a place to listen to operas, the South Garden and the North Garden are guest houses, and the West Garden is a place where Ah Jun and Tang Hai and the people in the garden live and eat.

Luo Zhu sat on the bamboo chair and shook it twice, it was quite comfortable, Tang Hai left on the grounds that he was busy, and the housekeeper knocked on the open door, indicating that he was coming in.

Luo Zhu immediately adjusted his sitting posture, the housekeeper served two pots of osmanthus tea, Feng Qingmo handed the tea in his hand to his mouth and stopped, raised his eyes and glanced at Luo Zhu, and both of them were silent.

Everyone who understands it doesn't dare to drink this tea, although the housekeeper is a satin robe, but this posture always feels very familiar, and this face is also a heavy makeup.

Looking at the figure of the housekeeper leaving, Luo Zhu was suddenly startled, isn't this Tang Hai, the owner of the opera garden?

There was a sound of slamming the door at the door again, and two maidservants came in, both wearing pink clothes, and the maidservants in the back were tall and closer, and when she raised her head, the smile on Luo Zhu's face became stiff, and her heart was furious.

Isn't this still Tang Hai? It's just a change of makeup.

Is the owner of this family a little mentally disturbed? Luo Zhu didn't dare to move the dim sum that came in, and when everyone walked away, Luo Zhu looked at Feng Qingmo with some fear.

"Scared?" Feng Qingmo asked.

Luo Zhu shook his head weakly, but he still looked very good at betraying himself, Lin Dong hurriedly grabbed Luo Zhu's hand, and her hands were also covered with cold sweat.

Right now, even if you want to, you can't leave.

"As long as you find the weakness or taboo of the Soul Dream, and then let the Thing Spirit Soul destroy it with his own hands. Feng Qingmo said lightly.

It's about lightness, no one knows what this weakness is, whether there is a threat or something, and secondly, it is even more difficult to let the spirit man destroy this dream with his own hands.

There is no doubt that Tang Hai is a spirit person, and Luo Zhu couldn't help but shudder in his heart as long as he thought of Tang Hai's face.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps at the door, and Ah Jun trotted over, and the makeup on her face had been washed off, revealing a ruddy face.

"Come here, the show is on, the garden is lively!" Ah Jun tripped over the door and almost fell.

"It's lively, just now the garden was still deserted...", following Ah Jun, they came to the east courtyard again, but found that the courtyard was full of people.

There were guards and princesses who were ready to perform and hurried to the backstage, there were two red lanterns hanging on the stage, the stone table was also full of people, there were snacks on the table, there were chairs and stools in the open space, and there were standing ones, and there were long wooden tables on both sides, which were full of snacks and tea, and everyone was talking and laughing and waiting for the show to be staged.

The gong sounded, and the lively crowd suddenly quieted down, and everyone tacitly shut up, and for a while there was silence except for the accompaniment and singing.

Lin Dong carefully pulled Luo Zhu's sleeve, Luo Zhu also took a step back, Feng Qingmo stood in front of them to block them, Luo Zhu raised his eyes again, and only saw Feng Qingmo's shoulders and the black hair that had not yet been coiled.

She quietly showed half of her head, she didn't know what was acting on stage, she didn't understand the drama she was babbling and singing, probably only knew that the people on the stage had broken the law.

There was a person kneeling on the stage, his mouth stuffed with strips of cloth, tears falling down, and another person sitting on the stage in an official uniform, surrounded by guards.

The lights on the stage became eerie, the orange lamp dimmed, it looked more dull, the air became quieter, and the prisoner was honestly brought to the executioner.

Execute.

Hand up and knife down. Luo Zhu didn't really see it, Feng Qingmo moved a little to the right to block her vision.

You don't need to look at it to know the bloody scene, there is no red silk cloth in front of everyone, and the most brutal picture is directly exposed in front of people.

And the audience, there was only applause, no words.

It's not a dream at all, it's more like a self-satisfying killing, and everyone here is an executioner.

The prisoners were probably just innocent people, acting as prisoners for escort.

Ever since witnessing the Demon Realm being washed in blood, Luo Zhu often dreamed that he was in a pile of corpses, unable to walk an inch, surrounded by firelight, cries, screams, and Aunt Yanlan who fell beside him.

Scared and helpless, no one knows, and her fear of blood after that is far greater than she imagined.

As soon as she thought of this, she wanted to vomit, as uncomfortable as eating carrion, difficult to express, and helpless.

"How was this play just now?" Tang Hai rushed over to ask them before the makeup on his face was removed.

"It's good, it's a little bloody. ”

"What are you talking about?" Tang Hai's smiling face froze for a moment, his eyes became resentful, Feng Qingmo immediately pulled Luo Zhu over, "Master Tang, she means bloody, men throw their heads and spill blood to punish evil and promote good, bloody Fang Gang, these little women are not enough in the end." ”

Tang Hai was immediately full of smiles again, and humbly said where and where, Luo Zhu couldn't laugh even if he was forced to smile, this was too difficult for a strong man.

......

Luo Zhu sat under the osmanthus tree, it was the third day to come to this thing spirit dream, and today it was in vain, even the thing spirit was not found, every day the ears are haunted by the sound of drama, often meet Tanghai of various identities.

She didn't want to see this Tang Hai at all, it was really scary, the dignified seven-foot man changed his face faster than a book all day long, and his face was covered with heavy makeup, and he couldn't even see his original face.

The most terrible thing is to endure him pretending to be a woman, singing songs in the drama and dressing up to distinguish between male and female, if you always see a person wearing makeup and talking to you in different identities, you have to say what he wants to hear.

Anyway, she would go crazy, she had resisted the urge to press Tang Hai to the ground and kick him several times to see if his brain was normal.

Luo Zhu lay on the stone table, closed her eyes, and thought carefully about whether she had forgotten any important clues, and suddenly she felt an itch in her nose.

When she opened her eyes, she just saw Ah Jun picking osmanthus flowers and smashing them in her face.

"Why are you so naughty? When your father sees it, I'm afraid I'm going to be trained again. Luo Zhu stood up and made a gesture to snatch the flower from her hand.

"Come after me, run so slowly. Ah Jun ran a long way away and laughed at her from afar.

At this time, Luo Zhu realized one thing.

"Ah Jun, where is your mother?" Luo Zhu asked softly, a little worried about whether it would hurt her, there are many people in this theater, but they have never seen the hostess of this theater.

"Mother... Mother's ......" Ah Jun's hand drooped, a pair of big eyes immediately lost life, her mouth kept muttering, and her face was miserable with tears, and she began to cry.

Tang Hai heard the sound and came over, seeing Ah Jun crying, his face was gloomy and terrible, Luo Zhu moved a few steps back, Tang Hai frowned, and asked, "What did you do?"

"I just... I just asked her mother......" Before Luo Zhu finished speaking, Tang Hai's face became even more ugly.

Tang Haihai pushed Luo Zhu forward, Luo Zhu didn't expect his reaction to be so fierce, hit the tree trunk and sat on the ground, and the osmanthus flowers above his head were sprinkled and fell to the ground.

"I said that no one is allowed to mention Yueniang in the garden!" Tang Hai's face became vicious, and her hand slapped towards Luo Zhu, and she stretched out her hand to block Tang Hai's slap.

This thing Lingmeng is really aggrieved. Luo Zhu was ready to take this slap.

Unexpectedly, he was picked up by a pair of gentle hands, and with the effort of just talking, Tang Hai's clothes and makeup changed to the appearance of another woman.

"The husband didn't mean it, he was anxious, don't blame him. Tang Hai pulled up Luo Zhu, with a watery tenderness in his eyes, sincerely apologized to Luo Zhu, and comforted the crying Ah Jun.

It's here again. Luo Zhu is going crazy, wait, this time it's his wife Yueniang.

"Mrs. Tang, you..."

Tang Hai glanced up at the sky, the sun was hanging high overhead, his face was full of excitement, and he said in surprise: "It's already clear." ”

As soon as her words fell, the osmanthus trees fell so that the osmanthus turned into raindrops, and it hurt a little on her face, and she panicked and wanted to find a place to shelter from the rain.

Luo Zhu watched her curl up under the eaves as if she was fleeing, watching the rain outside the house getting heavier and heavier, and kept muttering about saving me, saving me.

Luo Zhu stepped on the wet branches on the ground, and then realized that he had touched the second layer of dreams, dreams within dreams.

It's more like a memory, it may be a memory or a dream imagined by the spirit.

Looking up again, the woman under the eaves was in the sea of trees, her makeup had all been spent, Ah Jun didn't know where to go, and the surrounding scene turned into a dilapidated thatched house, and there was a soft coughing sound in the house.