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The passage was shaped like half a huge coffin.

When they came to the passage, some people dared to peek in, and they saw that in the innermost part there was an oil lamp hanging on the wall, which gave a dim light, and the invisible air currents made the flames flicker and flicker. Under the flickering light, the eerie scene reflected in the eyes of visitors presents a strange silence.

There was a figure, elbows propped against the wall, facing the passage, his face not visible in the darkness.

The visitor's gaze crossed the aisle and looked at him.

Everyone walked cautiously forward, but the man did not move, and when everyone hesitated to call him, suddenly someone next to him said, "Welcome!"

As soon as the sound sounded, almost everyone jumped in fright. Everyone looked fixedly, and it turned out that it was a turtle boy who had been standing in the shadows, and everyone's attention was attracted by the figure at the door, and they didn't notice him at all.

Someone shouted, "Oh my God, scare me!"

Gao Zunhui laughed and sneered: "You guys say that you are bold one by one on weekdays, and you still want to drag me to the cemetery to sleep, why are you scared now?"

"Laugh at me as much as you want, I just fucking shook my head, I really thought I was fucking dead!"

The turtle who was waiting here stretched out his head and signaled to the visitors while making amends that they could continue to move on, and they were about to arrive.

When they walked out of the passage, everyone realized that the figure was just a water sign to guide the way, because the angle of placement made people look like a figure from a distance. A few people eased their expressions and teased each other again.

Out of the passage, there are three forks in front of you, all of which are signposted.

The one of the roads leads to the lobby, while the left and right roads lead to the upstairs boxes.

"Looks like we're going to part ways here!" said Gao Zunhui with a smile.

"Oh, Ziyu still booked a private room?"

Xiang Zongliang took over: "This time I invited my brother Ziyu to come, how dare I slack off, naturally I want to book a private room." ”

Friends thought that it must be the first time for the boy to come to this kind of place, so he didn't make too presumptuous jokes, but said: "Ziyu will enjoy it, take it to Uncle Xiaoguo tonight to have a good look!"

Gao Zunhui laughed and said: "I'm afraid of being with you, and when the time comes, you will be so scared that you will howl and disturb the master's interest!"

The friend replied: "Wait and see after watching the play! I can't tell who was hooked by the cat ghost when the time comes......

After a few more laughs, everyone said goodbye, Gao Zunhui turned around and walked forward, but there was a shout behind him: "Brother Ziyu, wait for me!"

"Scared?" Gao Zunhui lifted the mask on his face, put it on his forehead, and looked at Xiang Zongliang with a smile.

"No...... It's all a trick!" Xiang Zongliang was wearing a mask, and he couldn't see the expression on his face, but he was obviously forced to calm down, because Gao Zunhui could hear that his voice trembled a little.

Yes, those are indeed some innocuous pranks just now, just to add a little spice, to whet the audience's appetite before entering, and then the real excitement is the next. Gao Zunhui said in his heart: If Tao Tao loses the bet, what do you want her to promise me? I look forward to this result more than watching the play.

Thinking about it, the corners of his mouth hooked a beautiful arc.

Gao Zunhui suddenly didn't say a word, Xiang Zong's conscience was a little scared, and he sped a few steps to get closer to the guide of his adventure. People are more or less frightened by the atmosphere created by claustrophobia and darkness. Xiang Zongliang felt that Gao Xiaogongzi always walked evenly, obviously not afraid at all, which was really admirable.

Xiang Zongliang found that Gao Zunhui's face suddenly glowed with a luster full of interest, and he felt as if he was infected, and he felt that his heart was also full of expectations.

In the social circle of the capital, the "cat ghost" drama of Xiulou has become the hottest topic, and it has evolved into a test of courage competition. This topic has also caused a sensation in the school and private school, and even the most serious and old-fashioned nerds want to take this opportunity to make some crazy moves to prove that they are not cowards.

The land of Qinglou can be described as unprecedented for the young Xiang Zongliang, so this time he entrusted Gao Xiaogongzi to bring him along. He didn't know how the Qinglou used to entertain guests, everything was a novel experience.

Gao Zunhui led him into the box.

Their eyes were immediately drawn to the lively scene downstairs.

It is a circular theater building, and the stage is tightly covered by a huge red curtain in front of it. In front of the stage, there are 100 soft chairs.

The walls and floors are wrapped in red velvet carpets, and a wall lamp hangs on the wall every few steps, reflecting the yellow and yellow scattered light, reflecting a hazy background, draped the stage in golden clothes. A row of glazed oil lamps hangs from the ceiling above the stage, which are connected like golden ribbons, adding to the already golden stage.

Xiang Zongliang had never seen this kind of glass cup before, it was very rare, and his eyes were focused on one of the rays of light. It was brighter than a candle, like an awl coming down from the top, and the pillar of light gradually expanded, forming a disc on the ground. He couldn't believe that there was a pattern in the disc, rubbing his eyes and looking closely, the part where the light was blocked turned into the shadow of a black cat, and then he looked under the other pillars of light, but the posture of the black cat was different.

His gaze swept from the left, counting: "one, two, three, four......" to the fifth, in the blink of an eye, the black cat in the disc turned into the silhouette of a beauty, he was very surprised, and then went to count, "six, seven, eight, nine!"

The patterns in the disc have been transformed into beautiful heads.

"Brother Ziyu," Xiang Zongliang pulled Gao Zunhui's sleeve and pointed to him, "Brother Ziyu, look at it!"

At the beginning, Gao Zunhui received the Mo family giant who came with the "Five Buddha Order", and he knew that Dugu Liangyi, the owner of the Iron Buddha Hall who made the carriage, had also returned, and he was already surprised by this rare thing in the eyes of others. Now, he had to pretend to be surprised, and said, "It's amazing!"

Xiang Zongliang asked puzzledly, "How did you get this lamp, why can it change its pattern in an instant?"

Gao Zunhui said in his heart: Juzi and Dugu Lianghui are afraid that they are too lazy to create such a plaything-like mechanism, so they must be a gushing ghost idea.

That's right, it was Chris's idea, of course. The changing image is extremely magical in the eyes of the little boy, but the actual principle is simple, just put different blinds in the projection and change them regularly. Through the terrifying night he experienced in Qiao's house, Chris thought of learning Qiao's skills of using "sound and light" to make special effects for this show. As for the question of setting up a few spotlights, she still thought about it. It is not superstition, but any performance hopes to have a good picture, Chinese like "six", meaning that the performance goes well, Americans like "seven" hoping to bring luck, but, based on the "breakaleg" principle, this number is best singular. Chris wanted the show to be a success, so the number was finally set as "nine", which is a harmonious unity between Chinese and Western cultures.

Compared with the strange things in the room, Gao Zunhui paid more attention to the guests present.

In his eyes, visitors are a starry cluster that shines brighter than these lights.

The hall was almost full, and some people were entering one after another.

Gao Zunhui's body leaned out of the box and saw that his friend had already sat down, and there were many familiar faces present.

On this occasion, the person who set up the box is undoubtedly the most eye-catching existence, many people look up at them, with the ordinary popularity of Gao Xiaogong, naturally many people greet him and greet him.

Those roads that go around and around are easy to make people dizzy, in fact, this was originally the stage of the embroidery building, but it was slightly remodeled and decorated. In the past, the second floor was a boxy pillar, and when there were many guests, some people would stand on the second floor to watch, and it was not a special seat for distinguished guests, but now it has been changed to a three-seat VIP box according to Chris's request.

The more noble the status, the longer it comes. Gao Zunhui and Xiang Zongliang were the only guests in attendance, and the other two boxes were empty.

Xiang Zong looked up and down the hall curiously, feeling that he had come to the right place, which was really an eye-opener.

He even felt that his eyes were not enough, and exclaimed: "No wonder my father and brother didn't let me come to this Qinglou, it turned out to be such a fun place, they were afraid that my playthings would lose my mind and fall behind in my schoolwork!"

Gao Zunhui almost burst out laughing when she heard it, and said in her heart: It's a plaything, but this "thing" is not another "thing"!

Xiang Zongliang looked back at the box, where the decoration was even more gorgeous. The ground is covered with striped and mottled tiger skins, brown bear skins, maroon fox skins, and layers of animal skins, which make people mistakenly think that they are stepping on the clouds and lying on the green grass.

They sat in softer, more comfortable and spacious chairs, with a wooden table with a few baskets on the table.

Xiang Zongliang opened the basket, which contained some pastries, fruits, and preserves, and in the last basket were a few silver pots and two gilt cups.

Because he was a little nervous along the way, Xiang Zongliang felt that his throat was a little thirsty, so he opened the lid of the pot, and the lid was of the same texture. A light green paste was poured out of the silver kettle, which smelled sweet and fruity, and he was about to taste it, but was snatched by Gao Zunhui.

Gao Zunhui put the cup aside, closed the lid again, and said to him, "If you want to drink, the other pots are fruit wine!"

His strange behavior aroused Xiang Zongliang's curiosity, and he turned his gaze to Gao Xiaogongzi and asked, "What's in that little cup?"

Gao Zunhui smiled and replied: "Although each Qinglou has its own wine to help the fun, it is the 'Qiong Jelly Jade Liquid' of the Jade Palace, and it is better for Uncle Xiang Xiaoguo not to drink it!"

Xiang Zongliang was inexplicably surprised, he looked downstairs, there were many people holding white jade cups in their hands, bringing them to their mouths, and slowly tasting this thing.

Gao Zunhui explained again: "For an underage like Uncle Xiang Xiaoguo, that thing is too strong!"

Xiang Zongliang nodded as if he didn't understand, and he didn't dare to touch anything.

After a while, the box opposite them entered the room, and it was the two famous sons of the family, Zhao Shiju and Chai Ruone. Although both of them were wearing black hats, neither of them wore masks, one in their hands and the other in their buns.

Zhao Shiju is a member of the royal family, and the rules of the Xiang family have always been strict, so Xiang Zongliang quickly got up, took off his mask, and saluted respectfully.

Zhao Shiju smiled at him and made an elegant gesture to show casualness, while Gao Zunhui and Chai Ruone nodded to each other in reply.

Today, there are four great families. The Zhao clan is at the top of the list; under it is the Cao family, the Empress Dowager Cao has a stable position in the harem, Uncle Cao is a first-class courtier, and Uncle Cao Xiaoguo is idle in the court, but his name is even more famous; the third family is the Xiang family, after the Xiang family was sealed at the beginning of the year, the honor and favor are flourishing, and the national abbot Xiang Jing gained power with the help of his daughter, and Uncle Xiang also took the opportunity to expand his power. The last in the ranking is the descendants of the Chai family, when Taizu won the trust of the world, left Chai Rong's descendants, and still won the title of official, although the strength is slightly far from the previous ones, but it has great prestige among the people, which should not be underestimated.

Zhao Shiju and Chai Ruone, who are present today, plus Xiang Zongliang brought by Gao Zunhui, the four major families have reached three, which is really rare.

Everyone is speculating about who is booking the last box?

At that moment, the lights on the ceiling suddenly went out, leaving only one light.

Everyone's attention was immediately drawn back, and the voices gradually became quieter and quieter.

A figure slowly stepped out of the curtain into the light, but it caused a burst of laughter.

The person on the stage is Xiulou's mother, but she is dressed in fancy clothes, like a king parrot from Australia. Especially on her face, the foundation is coated with several layers thick, the carmine on the cheeks is hot, the eyebrows are shaved and repainted, the color is heavy like black charcoal, and the lips are like two fat sausages. Such a sensational outfit and an over-painted face would not be so exaggerated if it was placed in the daytime, but in the spotlight, the effect was magnified countless times, and it seemed to become the funniest thing in the world.

The old bustard's "stunning appearance" attracted the prince, the prince, and the sons and brothers who have always flaunted their noble status in the audience all broke their achievements, some tried their best to hold back their laughter, but they also held back their faces and shook uncontrollably, and some people squirted out the wine in their mouths with a pop.

The original stage of the embroidery building is generally the place where the Qing officials in the building perform songs and dances, and occasionally invite a few storytellers to say some meat jokes as a spice, which is just a performance that is difficult to get into the elegant hall, and the professional theater troupes in the tiles in the city are several grades behind. Today is very different, not only the dance class of Chengxi Wazi was invited to dance, but also the pianists under Zong Hao, all of which are of first-class level.

The opportunity is rare, and the old bustard of the embroidery building has won the opportunity to show his face on stage. Chris thinks about the bustard's ability to do business by mouth. Presumably a temporary cameo as a "host" is also a first-class good player to set off the atmosphere, since she can do it, she promised to let her report the curtain.