Soon, Li Leping came to the stage shrouded in thick fog.
The town was dim at night. Only this place was illuminated by the lanterns hanging on the stage, and there was clearly a thick fog floating around the stage. The thick fog eroded every inch of space around the stage, but there was no fog at all.
Float onto the stage.
The stage was empty, with no one and no ghosts.
It's just that I don't know when the floor of this wooden stage has been covered with a layer of black cloth, and the lanterns hanging on the top are burning with green flames, giving people a very uneasy feeling.
And what Li Leping couldn't explain the most was that when he walked over, he saw rows of long wooden benches placed under the stage. These wooden benches can be seen everywhere in the countryside, but they were just put up right now.
The wooden bench is decayed and old, and its color is somewhat dark brown, and the moth-eaten dents can be clearly seen on it.
Obviously, this kind of shabby wooden stool that collapses as soon as you sit on it is unlikely to be used to entertain living people.
"Let's see if things will develop as Rong Yuansheng said."
Li Leping stood quietly, holding two strange masks, looking at the pocket watch he took from Rong Yuansheng, waiting for the time to reach six o'clock.
He did not try to sit on the wooden bench, after all, the wooden bench was obviously not used to entertain him.
Although his current state cannot be called a normal person, he cannot be counted as a pure ghost.
He also didn't want to study whether the wooden stool had supernatural powers at this critical moment of supernatural manifestation.
This is not the right time to investigate.
If something goes wrong at such a critical moment, you might be involved.
Aliens can ignore the cost of using their own supernatural powers, do not need to sleep or eat, and rely entirely on their supernatural powers to extend their lives.
However, being alien has never meant being invincible. When facing some too terrifying ghosts or some special supernatural events, it is easy to fall into it if you are not careful.
In fact, Li Leping himself can be regarded as a heterogeneous harvester. After all, the Forgotten Ghost is inherently superior to any ghost controller who relies on memory to become a heterogeneous creature.
The time came to five fifty-nine while waiting.
The temperature in the dense fog seemed to be decreasing with time. At this time, the area near the stage had become much colder. Moreover, this coldness was not caused by a simple drop in temperature, but a bone-chilling cold that could invade the human body.
Cold.
If a living person stayed in this place for a while, they would be frozen to death before being killed by the weird things happening on the stage.
And just when the second hand of the pocket watch pointed to sixty again.
When the time came to six o'clock, there was a sudden movement on the stage that was filled with weird things.
“Squeak——!”
The door of the house with the plaque "Sending Ghost Corridor" suddenly made a sound, and it sounded like something had been opened.
Immediately afterwards, dull footsteps came from behind the screen wall.
Two people wearing mourning clothes, with sallow and skinny skin, and movements as stiff as corpses, walked out from behind the screen wall, one to the left and one to the right, their steps were dead and stiff.
Indeed, as Rong Yuansheng said, when the time comes after six o'clock, two Nuo people who are responsible for dancing this Nuo dance will come onto the stage.
However, the faces of the two Nuo people walking slowly from behind the screen wall were covered with a piece of yellow paper. The yellow paper covered their eyes, noses, and mouths, and stuck to their faces, even their faces.
The outlines of them have been pressed out, leaving no room for them to breathe.
This yellow paper looks very familiar.
The yellow paper that looks like an ordinary piece of straw paper is not the kind of yellow paper money burned at graves, but a large paper that can cover the entire face, a bit like the yellow paper used to cover the faces of corpses in the past.
Some people think that covering the face with yellow paper is a way to check whether the corpse has faked death. Others think that it is a way to maintain the dignity of the deceased. After all, after death, the face is out of control and looks pale and scary, so it is covered with yellow paper.
A piece of yellow paper can prevent the mourner from seeing the horrible side.
But judging from the lack of fluctuations in the yellow paper on their faces, it is estimated that these two Nuo people do not need to breathe.
In other words, these two Nuo people with yellow paper on their faces and looking lifeless must be ghosts.
And the most interesting thing is that each of the two ghosts is holding an object used in the performance.
The Nuo man on the left is holding two mirrors in his hands, but the way he holds them is a bit strange. One of the mirrors is facing outward, aiming at the outside world, while the other mirror is facing inward, as if aiming at himself.
But no matter which mirror it is, the mirror surface looks a bit dirty, as if it is covered with dust and has not been wiped or cleaned for a long time. Even the frame has signs of peeling paint and rust.
As for the Nuo man on the right, he is holding a hammer drill. The hammer and drill look very ordinary, nothing fancy.
Li Leping couldn't help but focus on the faces of the two corpses standing on the stage.
At this moment, these two people holding objects and covering their faces with yellow paper walked to the stage, and then stopped moving.
"Are ghosts singing ghost plays for ghosts to watch? The ones singing are still the God of Thunder and the Mother of Lightning."
He didn't pay attention to the two ghosts for too long. After confirming the object held by the ghosts, Li Leping did not hesitate. Knowing what to do, he immediately took the mask and walked to the front of the stage.
Then, he held up one hand and jumped directly onto the stage.
But the moment he jumped onto the stage, the two Nuo people who had not moved at all suddenly turned their heads and turned their strange faces covered with yellow paper towards Li Leping, as if they were staring at this moment.
Got him.
"Just do it."
How could Li Leping, who had been warned by Rong Yuansheng in advance, make the same mistake again? His body immediately exuded the cold aura of a sleepwalker, and the mortal curse spread to the surrounding area instantly.
It's night now, and under Li Leping's mobilization, the sleepwalking ghost's supernatural power has reached a terrifying level of midnight.
At midnight, this is the time when sleepwalking ghosts are most powerful.
Since we are fighting ghosts, there is no need to hold anything back.
In an instant, he had the upper hand and immediately launched a counterattack before the ghost launched its attack.
The terrifying supernatural aura began to erode the bodies of the two ghosts. The two cold and stiff corpses suddenly trembled. The ghost on the left even lowered its face covered with yellow paper at this moment, as if in a moment of confrontation.
was suppressed.
"The level of horror is not that high."
At the same time that Li Leping had such an idea in his mind, the ghost holding a hammer and drill on the right also slowly lowered his head, seemingly suppressed as well.
But it was during the few seconds when Li Leping fought with the ghost.
Near the stage, which was filled with silence, there was a faint sound of "tapping, tapping" footsteps.
These footsteps were dense and mixed, like the sound made by many people stepping on the floor, and they sounded very dull. It didn't sound like the footsteps of a living person, but more like a corpse stepping on the ground, pressing down with all its strength.
The sound can only be made when it is on the road.
Along with the sound of chaotic footsteps, strange figures exuding a cold aura began to emerge from the thick fog.
The thick fog and surrounding darkness hid their appearance, revealing only strange figures that exuded the aura of death.
There is no doubt that they are heading towards the stage.