The flowers are blooming for ten miles, and each one has one. However, under the stage, a young man in Tang suit is sitting on a red stool with a gloomy face. The Tang suit on his body is surging, and in the blood vessels under his neck, slender black threads are flowing in the blood vessels.
A coldness filled the young man in Tang suit. Listening to the harsh and strange drama in his ears, his eyes flashed solemnly:
"Killing without distinction, just depends on luck."
On the stage, those five fierce ghosts have been spinning around in circles from the beginning, and they have not stopped until now.
"MD, my luck is unparalleled. I have only been here a short time and I have been attacked four times."
Looking at the weird ghost on the stage, the corners of the young man's mouth twitched. Countless people fell around him. At first, he was still in the mood to count them.
But after being attacked by evil spirits twice in a row, he was no longer in the mood. The situation was very complicated now. If he wanted to leave, he had to wait until the play was over, but he didn't know how long it would take for the play to be over.
Staring at the five ghosts spinning in circles on the stage, the young man in Tang suit was speechless. Couldn't he change his movements? Some opera singers kept spinning in circles?
Time passed slowly, the opera continued, the ghosts continued to circle, and people around them still fell to the ground with a plop, and then turned into a pile of ashes.
Ordinary people can only rely on luck if they want to survive here. If they don't have luck, they will die in the blink of an eye.
The young man in Tang suit looked at the stage, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the sound of opera in his ears began to become normal:
"Is it almost over?"
And the moment this thought arose in the young man's heart, the five evil ghosts that were spinning around on the stage suddenly stopped in place.
The drama surrounding the air suddenly returned to normal, no longer as sharp and harsh as before.
On the stage, as the five evil ghosts in costumes stopped moving, the lanterns on the stage suddenly went out, and the stage suddenly fell into darkness.
And at this moment, a young man wearing a white mask on his face, holding a copper basin in his hand, and wearing a black costume appeared in the first row of the auditorium.
clang, clang, clang
The sound of the gong striking at this moment means that the scene is over and the audience can leave. If you are not satisfied with the scene, you can wait here for the next scene to begin.
The moment the young man in Tang suit heard the sound of the gong, he stood up from his stool and walked towards the backstage of the theater troupe without hesitation, passing by the auditorium.
Seeing the young man holding a copper basin in his hand, the young man in Tang suit took out a three-dollar note from his pocket and put the money in when he passed the young man.
The rules of opera singing are that after the opera is over, if a ghost appears in the audience and asks for a reward, if you have money, give it. If you don't have money, forget it. As for how much you give, it depends on your mood.
If you have money and don't give it, then you have to pay attention. Whether you can survive depends on how capable you are.
After the young man in Tang suit put the money into the copper basin, the fierce ghost actually bowed to him. This shocked the young man in Tang suit. If he hadn't looked at the fierce ghost, he just bowed and left directly.
The young man in Tang suit doubted whether this evil ghost was planning to attack him. Looking at the evil ghost leaving, the young man in Tang suit shook his head with a strange look on his face:
"What a weird ghost. The rules on the stage actually have some binding force. Otherwise, ghosts wouldn't bow to people. Of course, apart from some murder rules, they just bow."
Not having any of these, he held an umbrella and walked straight backstage, where he was going to get costumes.
And at this moment, a frightened and hopeful voice sounded from behind him:
"Look! The young man in Tang suit actually left and didn't die. Does this mean that we can leave too!"
Hearing the sound, the young man in Tang suit paused slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound. In that direction, a middle-aged man with a pale face was looking at him with surprise.
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He was still yelling and tears were streaming down his eyes. Looking at this middle-aged man, the young man in Tang suit twitched the corners of his mouth. He ignored those who were looking at him and turned around and continued walking towards the backstage.
When the middle-aged man saw the young man in Tang suit continuing to walk towards the backstage, he suddenly became anxious. He stood up from the stool and chased after him, but he froze in place for a moment.
There was some disbelief in his eyes, and he murmured to himself:
"You can really leave, I'm not dead! I'm not dead!"
Many people also saw this scene, and their eyes showed hope. Some people even imitated middle-aged people and stood up from their stools. When they found out that they would not die, they immediately started crying:
"Oh, oh, I won't die, I really won't die!"
Suddenly, the entire auditorium suddenly became lively, and there was a constant stream of crying, and many people had already begun to run in the direction of the wooden house in the town. They wanted to leave here and leave this ghost place.
The middle-aged man stood there in a daze for a while, then suddenly realized what he was doing and ran towards the backstage, intending to find the young man holding the umbrella. He must have a way to get out of here.
Judging from his calm look, he must know the situation here, otherwise how could he be so calm?
So, the middle-aged man started running. As he ran, many people also started running with him. These people also saw the young man wearing a Tang suit and holding an oil-paper umbrella.
They also know that if they can survive now, they can only go to the young man who has been very calm from beginning to end and ask him if he can save themselves. If the young man is so calm, there must be a reason for his calmness.
, otherwise why would he be so calm?
And they were not afraid that the young man would not agree to save them. With so many of them begging him, there was no way he would not agree.
So they ran to the stage with this idea in mind, but when they arrived near the stage, they discovered that the young man had gone nowhere, and the entrance to the backstage was also missing. For a moment, everyone was a little anxious:
"What's going on? Where is that young man? He was here just now, why did he disappear in the blink of an eye?"
"Yes, not only is the young man missing, but the backstage entrance is also missing. What's going on?"
"What can we do? We can't go back! What the hell is this place!"
Suddenly, there was a lot of noise near the stage, and some people even started to curse:
"Do you think the young man saw so many of us coming and thought there were too many of us and didn't want to save us?"
The person who said this was a middle-aged aunt. As soon as she said this, there was silence for a while, and the air suddenly became quiet.
But just for a moment, a person started to curse:
"This bastard, why don't you save us! Why don't you save us! A person like him is capable at first glance, otherwise he wouldn't be so calm and not afraid of ghosts. Since he is capable, save us.
What happened to ordinary people?”
"Yes, why don't you save us? Our lives are lives too. If he doesn't save us, he is committing murder! This is murder!"
Some people even cried and cursed at the same time, but the middle-aged man just listened and watched, with some despair in his eyes, and murmured to himself:
"It's over now, we can't save even if we want to..."
At this moment, the young man in Tang suit was walking beside the stage holding an umbrella, and the people were yelling curses in his ears. Listening to these, he was very calm, grinning, and a touch of ridicule appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Oh, save you? Don't be kidding me. If I don't kill you all, I will be worthy of you. You actually think that I will save you. How naive."
The young man in Tang suit shook his head and walked towards the backstage entrance, ignoring the meaningless cries, but just as he was about to pass the stage, he saw a little girl.
To be precise, it is a little girl who is climbing towards the stage, and she has almost climbed onto the stage. The distance from the stage is no more than 20 centimeters at most. Now the little girl is equivalent to hanging outside the stage.
Looking at this little girl in a black trench coat, the scalp of the young man in Tang suit was numb. What if she was allowed to climb up?
You know, this is a ghost show, and the stage in front of you is a ghost stage. No matter what time it is, except for the ghosts in costumes, whoever gets on will die, and if it is just death, the young man in Tang suit will not
So nervous, he is not a person who cares about the life or death of a little girl.
What really made him nervous was what his grandfather said:
"Little bastard, remember, no matter what time it is, don't even think about going to the stage. That stage is not for living people to get on."
"If you encounter someone who wants to go on stage, you must stop them, otherwise something will happen. Once someone who is not a member of the theater troupe gets on the stage, an extremely terrifying thing will happen. It is very dangerous and serious!"
"So, no matter what, you cannot go on stage, and you must prevent others from going on stage. Even if you kill them, you can't let them go on stage!"
Thinking of what his grandfather said, the young man in Tang suit swallowed his saliva. Although his grandfather didn't say anything terrible would happen, he knew that he couldn't bear this kind of terror, otherwise his grandfather wouldn't have warned him again and again.
Looking at the little girl who was still trying to climb up the stage, although I didn't know why she was working so hard, the young man in Tang suit didn't care about it. He walked over without hesitation, grabbed the little girl's dress by the back collar, and put it on
Lifted it down.
The little girl didn't struggle when she was picked up by the collar. She just stared straight at the young man in Tang suit with her eyes curled up:
"Who are you and what do you want to do."
Listening to this childish voice, the young man in Tang suit was a little silent. He looked down at the pink and beautiful little girl, pondered for a while and said:
"I'm not important. What's important is you. Do you know that what you just did was dangerous?"
The little girl stared at the young man in Tang suit, crossed her arms, shook her head and said:
"have no idea."
"Forehead……"
The young man in Tang suit didn't know what to say. He looked at the little girl's watery eyes and thought for a while before continuing to ask:
"Okay, then can you tell me why you want to go on stage? And where are your parents?"
In fact, he also knew that he was asking nonsense, and he did not expect the little girl to answer anything. As for her parents, in a place like this, they might only end up with the same fate.
Hearing the question from the young man in Tang suit, the little girl lowered her head and thought for a while before speaking:
"I'm going to find dad. Dad is inside the stage."
"Forehead……"
The young man in Tang suit was silent. He looked up at the stage shrouded in darkness, and then looked down at the little girl he was holding in his hands. He was speechless.
He felt that he might have mentioned something extraordinary, but it was also possible that the little girl was just talking nonsense.
Thinking of this, the young man in Tang suit shook his head, feeling helpless:
"Little guy, you said your father was inside the stage? Do you have any evidence?"
Hearing this, Keke lowered his head and meditated. His face was full of seriousness. He thought about it and nodded and said:
"No."
The young man in Tang suit: "?......?"
The young man in Tang suit had questions all over his face. He suddenly couldn't see the little girl. Since there is no evidence, why are you nodding your head?
The young man in Tang suit was silent, and so was Coco. One raised his head and the other lowered his head. The big one and the small one looked at each other, both of them speechless.
But backstage, the three shadowy young men had already entered the backstage and came to an aisle. The aisle was dark and there was no light, but this would not have any impact on the three of them.
Walking in the aisle, the footsteps of the three people were particularly crisp. The gloomy young man looked ahead and narrowed his eyes:
"Go through here, pass through a room, and we will arrive at a hall. In the middle of the hall is a red coffin with coffin nails. That is the destination of our letter this time."
Cheng Yu and the woman did not speak, and followed the Yin Ying young man forward quickly. Listening to the Yin Ying young man's description, they just wanted to walk through the corridor and pass through a room to reach the destination. It was easy to say, but if it really happened
I don’t know how difficult it will be to do it.
Seeing the silence between the two of them, the Yin Ying young man didn't care and led the way. There were some forked roads on both sides of the corridor. On those forked roads, there were rooms standing one after another, from one to seven, a total of seven rooms.
There were five such forked roads in total. The Yinyi young man did not pay much attention to the situation inside these forked roads and walked towards the depths of the corridor.
In the pitch-black darkness, the three of them were walking in the silent corridor. Footsteps suddenly sounded from the front, and an actor in costume and with a face that resembled a playbook appeared from the fork in the road ahead.
The moment the Yin Ying young man saw the man in costume, his face turned slightly aside, and without saying a word, he leaned against the edge of the aisle, making way for the evil ghost.
Seeing him like this, the expressions of the other two people also changed. They also imitated his approach and leaned to the edge of the aisle to make way for the evil ghost.
The three of them were a little nervous as they watched the evil ghost pass by them, but when they saw that the evil ghost did not attack them, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
After the one left, the young man Yin Ying turned pale and leaned against the edge of the aisle, showing no sign of moving forward. Both Cheng Yu and Cheng Yu were a little confused and were about to ask the young man Yin Ying what was going on and why he didn't continue walking.
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But just when they were about to talk, there were footsteps again. The moment he heard the footsteps, Cheng Yu shrank and quickly leaned against the wall of the corridor, looking at his nose and nose, and when he moved
I didn't dare to move, I didn't even dare to take a breath.
But this time, there was not one evil ghost, but four. Just like before, they were still opera ghosts wearing costumes and with painted faces.
Looking at the opera ghosts passing by, the Yin Ying young man had a calm expression and lowered his head without looking at them. After they all left, the Yin Ying young man ran directly towards the depths of the corridor. Cheng Yu and the two started running when they saw the Yin Ying young man.
He started running without saying anything.
After running deep into the corridor, in front of a room, the gloomy young man stopped and turned to look at the two people who looked confused and confused. After a moment of silence, he said: