"Open the door, open it quickly! Is there anyone in Wuyou Curie? I'm here to visit Tan Yi!"

"Is the owner of Wuyouju at home? Boy Fang Cheng has something to ask for important things!"

"Li Ce is here to visit, please let the master see you!"

...

Wuyouju works, and always doesn’t open for three years, and opens for three years.

Let alone people, you can’t even see a bird at the door.

Early in the morning of that day, Wuyouju was crowded and yelling outside the gate, and in the end there was a quarrel.

"You get out of the way, I'll come first!"

"There is a monster in the house, I'm eager to ask the master of Wuyouju to help me!"

"My eyes are almost blind. Look at the cataracts in these eyes, do you have the heart to bully me a disabled person?"

"Stop quarrel! I'm almost dead... Cough cough cough..."

...

The arguments changed and they began to get worse, one more weird.

The neighbors and neighbors in Changningfang saw this strange scene in the world and looked at each other. They usually liked the funniest this time but couldn't laugh.

This group of people is really weird. The scholar as thin as a skeleton, the young man with a calloused eyes, the man with disheveled hair... none of them are normal people, and the weirdness they spit out from their mouths is even more shocking and beyond imagination.

But from their extremely terrified expressions, they were so real, but they didn't think what they were saying was fake.

For a moment, the neighbors in Changningfang were all cold and spread out, and the farther they hid, the better.

At this time, Wuyou was inside, but Zhuang Ke was sitting upright on the table, observing the scene silently, with a light in his eyes and nodding slightly.

It seems that the play "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" has not been ruined.

This world is a world where individuals coexist with monsters and monsters, and there are almost always bizarre things happening. However, ordinary people are slow to respond and often encounter but cannot see them, so they regard it as false.

Luojing is so great that it gathers treasures from all over the world. There are more or less various spiritual things left to the world and all kinds of seemingly scary and strange things.

And Zhuang Ke's shadow puppet can naturally be easily solved.

Spiritual treacherous things that upside down people's hearts often make people obsessed with and never forget them.

But if these tricks suddenly disappear, those fools don’t understand the cause and effect and make a fuss, and don’t know how much alarm will cause among the people, and this will lose the true meaning of silent acting.

The only way is to let them deliver it to themselves is to be the best way.

So Zhuang Ke made a move to "play it just by playing", and interpreted the treacherous things that these people encountered in Literature and Stories from a Chinese Studio.

The interpretation is not a deception!

It is a method of interpretation that allows them to understand their situation more intuitively.

In fact, spiritual objects are treacherous and cannot be enjoyed by ordinary people.

If Zhuang Ke had not reminded him, most of them would probably not know how to die.

Now these people come to Wuyouju for help, and they have spread Wuyouju's reputation invisibly.

As for the deliberate act in the act last night, isn’t this a kind of drama in itself?

The spread of the name of Wuyouju in the exercise, it is easy to think that these strange things were done by Zhuang Ke, but this is exactly Zhuang Ke's play in the play, which itself is for those who are interested in peeping Wuyouju.

The monks from all walks of life are well-informed and must have people who know the strange shadow puppet, especially the Yumaoshi, who is definitely familiar with the shadow puppet's path of acting and falsification.

Director Zhuang Ke's weird scene, which is terrifying in the eyes of mortals, but has obvious flaws in the eyes of monks, is to tell the other party an illusion!

That is, although Zhuang Ke, a shadow puppet, is not good at acting, only in this way can the wolf wear sheepskin.

At the same time, he had just become a guest minister of the Yumao Si, and he also needed these methods that could be seen on the surface to show his own means and reflect his own value. In this way, he had the opportunity to exchange the secret recipe for "people in the play" from the Yumao Si.

When guessing the reactions of those interested people to see today's play, Zhuang Ke's mouth smiled slightly.

Do you think what you see is what you see?

You said I was fake in acting, isn’t it just a play?

Life is a play, there are plays in plays, and there are hidden plays in plays. Who is the audience, who is the actor, and who can explain it clearly?

If the acting doesn’t reverse, can you still be a shadow puppet?

And now outside the door, the first group of audiences have arrived and are crowded.

He used to be a lieutenant and came to Luojing, a place where dragons and tigers were hidden, and he needed to keep a low profile.

But now that I have a layer of official skin, I can make a lot of money.

The next play will be performed even better!

Acting becomes true means shadow puppet practices by practicing fakes and real things.

The stage is rare, and every play is a valuable opportunity to improve oneself and cannot be missed.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Ke looked around the beam and laughed in a low voice.

"Everyone, prepare to go on stage!"

With a sound of falling, there was a response on all sides.

"I've been preparing for a long time. Zhuang Lang, you're finally willing to give us a favor! Do you think you'll be hanging upside down on the beams for the rest of your life?" The charming women cried with joy.

"I don't want to be a horned shadow puppet, but it's not a good shadow puppet! This time, it's time for us to fight for skills!" A group of opera troupes could not wait.

"No one has ever asked about the Liang Dynasty for three years, and I know the world once I come on stage!" Young Master Ning smiled with his palm.

...

Zhuang Ke hooked a strand of silver threads in his hand, and saw the shadows and shadows slamming down.

The layout of Wuyouju changes drastically, and the theater opens again to welcome guests!

The door opened with a bang, revealing the surprised and nervous faces outside the door.

A chuckle came out.

"The visitor is a guest, please come in!"

The door of Wuyouju, which had been closed, opened in front of him, and everyone could not hold back and could not wait to rush into it.

Just as I stepped into a step, the light was confused, and I suddenly felt like the time and space were reversed.

A small, worry-free residence is pulled down one by one, cutting out each independent space. There are many mazes, as if it is a world of its own, and it is unknown how vast it is within sight.

The red candle is illuminated and cast on the shadow screen. Characters appear one after another. A shadow screen is a world, interpreting all kinds of bizarre human beings, and all beings are sad and happy, like dreams and illusions!

A bang!

The door behind them was closed, but they suddenly realized that they were obsessed with the picture in front of them, and were fascinated by them.

Everyone entered the venue together, but at this time they had already been separated invisibly and were each in the same play space.

"Luojing has opened a new theater, and the bright lights and candles shine on the rise and fall.

Dear readers, please enter!

”

Accompanied by the sarcasm, the stages of all parties were full of thrusts, and the show started.

Everyone took a look and immediately became obsessed with desire to be addicted to it.

...

"The dream of the yellow beam is not yet awakened, and it has been through the autumn.

Encounter with you, and we will sprint to the top of the Bishan Mountain.

I raise a cup of wine and the present and the present, sigh that the hero's bones are cold and the tears cannot be collected.

Who else is the parrot? The regrets are all over Fangzhou."

A scholar sang a cappella and slowly took the stage. His graceful look was as if he was exiled to the dust. He grabbed Tan Yi's gaze in an instant and could no longer move.

The suffering of the world is to seek immortality with all your heart.

This ethereal and traceless immortal style seems to be able to escape from the mortal world at any time, which is exactly what he dreamed of.

Although he passed the imperial examination, he had a scholar's fame, did not pay taxes, and did not serve, and was the best in the eyes of others.

But who knows that life is suffering, fame and fortune will only cost you a hundred years.

It is precisely because of his fear of death that he is so obsessed with seeking immortality, and thus becomes a curse of the Eternal Life Picture and becomes such a person who is not human or ghost.

If you fail to cultivate immortality, you will become a ghost instead!

Tan Yi was sad for a moment, and with emotional resonance, he brought it into the corner of Lu Sheng on the stage.

When Lu Weng took the pillow, he also entered Lu Sheng's dream and experienced the life of all kinds, sometimes ecstatic, sometimes shocked, sometimes sad...

Imperial Examination Jinshi, take off my civilian clothes, and get promoted all the way...

When the bandits attacked, they took the lead, broke the enemy and expanded their territory by 900 miles...
To be continued...