By chance, I got together with Songqi again, I don't know if this is an accident or a deliberate arrangement by God, Songqi still has to walk with us all the way, I don't have anything. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info But the old man is a little unkind to see Songqi, he has always been straightforward, how can he estimate what girls are not girls, with a big square face, and Songqi quarreled along the way, I was caught between them, dilemma, the only thing I can do is to be a beautiful man quietly, listen to them arguing, once you answer, you will be burned...

In the end, Songqi actually asked me if Lao Qi fell into the water at the same time as her, who would I save?

This question is absolutely asked, if I don't save any of them according to what I think in my heart, pick up two big stones and do this by one person, so that they can die more completely, and my ears will be clean.

In the past, when there was no Songqi, there were not so many words, but these two people are like natural nemesis, they quarrel when they meet, and there is no temporary stop.

On this day, we walked through a rolling mountainous area and entered a relatively gentle mountainous area, just when Lao Qi and Songqi were arguing because of the uneven distribution of mountain fruits, more than a dozen people walked in front.

One of them said cheaply: "Oh, I'm really tired, how could the class owner take this order, the car can't drive in, it's been three or four days and hasn't arrived, how much money can I give, really!"

A fat man beside him said: "When has the class master treated us badly, there must be a reason for him to come here, so don't nag." ”

"Hmph! sycophant, obviously everyone is complaining in their hearts, what kind of good person are they pretending!"

That sissy didn't give the fat man any face, and choked him in front of everyone.

The few people in the back also laughed bitterly a few times, and didn't say anything more, as if they were accustomed to this sissy.

At this time, the sissy suddenly saw the three of us, looked at me and Songqi a few times, first stunned, and then snorted at us with dissatisfaction, and walked over with her head up.

What's wrong with this half-male thing?

Did anyone step on his tail?

Why did you still stare at us, looking at the disgusting look of his hand pinching the orchid finger, it should be a homosexual, right?

I always saw goosebumps all over my body, and I rubbed it on my body in disgust, and my small eyes were full of disgust.

The crowd walked by, and there was an old man at the end, hanging a cigarette pouch in his mouth, walking forward steadily, at this time the old man gave curiosity, he saw a group of people carrying a large bag of things, it felt like an ant moving, and couldn't help but stop the old man walking behind and said: "I said brother, what is this for?

Seeing that someone was blocking his way, the old man hurriedly put things on the ground, slowly straightened his waist, and beat his fist behind him a few times: "Oh... It's three young people, we're not fleeing the famine or fleeing, we're going to sing in the village in front!"

"Uh... Singing, singing, singing, singing

The old man straightened his waist and said, "I have to sing at any age, this is a job." We have no culture, we can't get into the elegant hall, we can only walk the streets and alleys to earn some pocket money. ”

This kind of thing is the first time I have encountered it, if I remember correctly, when I was young, I only watched Da Yangge, and the average age was about eighty or ninety years old, with the sound of gongs and drums, it was called a wave, and the eyebrows of the old man and the old lady danced, who knows what was going on.

But this custom has gradually been replaced by square dance, except in the Northeast folk, it is difficult to see the big Yangge that has slipped away...

When Song Qi heard that they were singing from the village in front of him, the expression on his face was very excited, and he looked at me excitedly and said, "Nangong Dongluo, let's go and see it too, I've never heard a play when I'm so big!"

Lao Yu also smirked a few times and said, "It's a two-person turn, hehe... I love to hear the little widow cry over the grave. If you can order a play, if you can make a play, I'll order a little widow to cry for the grave!"

Song Qi glanced at Lao Yi with disdain, but he didn't expect Lao Ge to have a very heavy taste, and he had to listen to the little widow crying on the grave, as if the little widow could play some adult game with him after crying the grave.

"It's not a two-person turn, it's an old opera Peking Opera. It's not for people to sing, you can't hear it. ”

"It's not for people, it's for ghosts?"

I hurriedly touched the old man with my arm and reminded him not to talk nonsense, the old man turned up the soles of his shoes, knocked the ashes on it and said, "This young man is right, he sings to the ghosts, so you can't listen to it, let's play with yours!"

The group of people in front of us saw that the class owner was chatting with us, and they all put down their luggage and sat on the grass to rest, but it was the sissy with a shemale face, and her mouth was babbling something.

The old man glared at the sissy fiercely, and said to the old class master with a disgusted face: "We can watch other people's plays or ghost shows!"

We are all from the Xuanmen, and we have seen a lot of gods and ghosts, not to mention that Lao Zhi and I are both Yin officials, and this place with ghosts is really nothing to us.

Song Qi was the most curious, and looked at the old class master with anticipation and said, "Uncle, why do you want to sing to the ghost?"

After listening to Song Qi's question, a flash of fear flashed in the head of the class leader, but it disappeared in an instant.

looked at us, then at our resting partners, took up the burden and didn't say a word, and walked straight in the direction of the road.

The few companions who were resting saw that the class master had continued to hurry, and they all silently carried their things, only the sissy and her unhappy cried out: "Oh, why is this? People are tired from sitting down and leaving..."

The so-called ghost show I heard my grandfather say before, it is a kind of witchcraft used to be sacrificed, reverence to heaven and earth to worship ghosts and gods, in order to bless nature with good weather and rain, and then evolved into a kind of temple fair-style ghost worship ceremony, every year in a fixed number of ghost festivals to sing and dance, so that the gods and ghosts are happy, to ensure that the wind and rain of the year are smooth.

This form was seen through by some warlocks, who found that there were places where ghosts were haunted, and sang a big drama accordingly, which would alleviate the hatred in the hearts of gods and ghosts to a certain extent, and go to reincarnation.

Since then, the singing of ghosts has spread among the people and has been passed down to this day.

Lao Xiang saw that the head of the class left without saying a word, and hurriedly shouted in the back: "Hey, hey, why are you still leaving? What's the big deal about ghost shows, Uncle Ben is a Yin official, look at ghost shows, that's how it should be!"

"Let's go, let's go and have a look!"

After listening to Songqi's words, Lao Yu also echoed: "Uh... Yes, that's right, that place is not his house, it doesn't matter if we go or not, let's go and see the excitement. ”

I saw that Lao Qi and Songqi's curiosity was so great, and it was not easy to spoil the fun, and the most important thing was that I had never seen a ghost show. Besides, we haven't eaten a serious meal for a few days, there must be food where there are people, and I have been eating bread sausages brought out from Tianjin these days, and now I have the taste of corn sausage when I am full of burps, and it is not bad to change the taste.

Thinking of this, I said to the two of them: "Singing ghost shows should be interesting, but I haven't heard of it before, so let's go see it fresh, and eat by the way." ”

As soon as Lao Yu heard that he could still eat mixed rice, his eyes lit up instantly, and without saying a word, he strode towards the direction where the class master disappeared.