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Colorful black and white paint appeared on the withered yellow human skin paper.
The entire human skin becomes oval,
Black and white are intertwined on it,
Suddenly turned into a Peking Opera facial makeup,
Steel fork has no double face!
This facial makeup was stuck on Su Wu's face,
The cowhide thangka robe on his body changed accordingly, turning into a complete set of fish scale costumes with a black background.
Flags, boards, poles and other accessories are all available.
Oh no!
The cold and treacherous charm washed away the military commander behind him and fluttered his flag in the wind!
"Wow ah ah ah -"
A long roar came from Su Wu's mouth,
Then he turned around suddenly,
He grabbed the arm of the female concubine in white clothes,
The rhymes flowing around him were stagnated by his movement.
Gou Sheng, who was about to be dragged into the grave, was frozen in Juiyun during this time, and regained his freedom, crawling away from Juiyun!
"Concubine!"
Su Wu muttered:
The strange charm of the heart is soaked in the strong charm of the "Sly Troupe",
It swept the female spy who was pursuing Su Wu in reverse direction, turning her pale costume into a goose-yellow cloak, wearing a crimson costume underneath, and her head and face crown were also very different from before!
"Chu is surrounded on all sides. With the sound of singing, Liu Bang must have won the land of Chu!"
"Gu! The situation is over -"
Two paragraphs of words came out of Su Wu's mouth,
He never studied drama,
However, the current emphasis, eyes, movements, etc. are all perfectly executed.
He is like an ‘old actor’!
'So this is a parody...'
With thoughts swirling in his heart, Su Wu allowed the withered yellow human skin paper to gather the strange charms in his mind, connect with the cowhide thangka robe, and command his body to make various movements.
He said several paragraphs in vain,
The girl opposite, wearing rouge and light makeup, turned pale: "Ah, Your Majesty!"
"In my opinion,
Today it’s you and me——
It’s the day of separation…”
Read it till the end,
But he sighed sadly.
This sigh has a long aftertaste,
In a sigh,
The charisma around me is all involved and guided by the charisma in my heart,
Melted into the lantern that fell on the ground,
The lantern fire suddenly burst into flames,
Su Wu flicked his sleeves,
The female spy instantly retreated,
In the stage in the woods far away,
There was a sound of knocking.
Then it suddenly disappeared.
There is still a big empty space beside it,
No theater troupe,
Not to mention any female conspirators.
Su Wu looked at the burning lantern fire on the ground, reached out and touched his face - the piece of withered human skin fell off from his face.
The cowhide thangka robe on his body has returned to tattered clothes.
In his hand, he held the piece of human skin paper that was closely connected to his heart and now showed inexplicable abilities.
Bring it close to the lantern fire,
Wisps of invisible and intangible breath, but existing in Su Wu's senses, flowed out as the lantern flame burned the charm, and flowed into the withered yellow human skin paper.
Then, rows of handwriting appeared on the paper.
"Solar calendar year 1705,
My wife is dead!
A weak scholar can only write obscene words and clichés to make people cry.
His wife died in front of him,
powerless,
It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!
I wish I could kill Gui and then be quick!"
Several columns of scrawled and somewhat illegible traditional Chinese characters flashed across the human-skin paper and then gradually disappeared.
Su Wu was left holding the human skin paper,
He frowned and thought on the spot.
The writings that appeared now, and the tone of voice of their owner, were different from the tone of the writings that appeared on the human skin paper that he saw for the first time.
This person looks like an ancient man,
Witnessed his wife's death,
The wife may have been killed by a trickster,
Hence the grief and endless grief and indignation.
Judging from his self-proclaimed "weak scholar who can only write obscene lyrics and make people cry", he may have been a scholar who wrote operas for the troupe - this is what Su Wu combined with human parchment to make himself own.
Parody' can make judgments.
certainly,
In fact, compared to scholars who write operas,
The person who left the handwriting on the human skin paper is more likely to be a 'novelist'.
Because Su Wu read the first paragraph of text left on the human skin paper,
The owner of that handwriting said he was dead,
There is a good-for-nothing novelist who wrote a lot of nonsense about him...
From these two paragraphs of writing,
It can generally be concluded that human skin paper does not just record a ‘person’’s past, it also
At first, the self-narrative language of a novelist and a 'person' whose body was written and drawn by the novelist appeared on it.