The opera troupe took the stage, and ghosts used floating instead of feet when walking, but when the opera sang, they still shaking their legs on the stage. After they went on stage, they bent down and bowed and sang as they read the script.
"Why are you just opening your mouth and not making a sound? Mime" The actors on the stage performed a silent drama, with only opening your mouth and not making a sound, and the movements were also done in a very good manner.
The villagers sitting in the audience clapped from time to time, as if they were watching very excitedly.
"It's singing, but we can't hear it. If you can hear it, it can only explain one problem. You'll become a ghost." Xiang Que looked at the actors on the stage and turned his head and said, "These people must have been in their lifetime.
They are all opera singers. After death, they were unable to be reincarnated and stayed in the world for some reason. But they thought they were not dead, and they still sang opera to others every day.”
The same is true for the ghost singing opera, the drowning ghost. The drowning person hides in the water and harms people. When the hanged person appears, he always has a rope hanging around his neck and bleeds. The same is true for the ghost singing opera, and he still becomes a ghost after death.
I regarded myself as an actor.
"All these villagers have achieved success and are only being ghosted every night, and then come here to watch the show? This is the daytime when people are being ghosted at night, so the villagers have to be tortured to death." Wang Xuanzhen stared at her eyes, quite puzzled.
Said: "But the location of this village is not too deep in the mountains and forests, why didn't anyone find it? Look at those villagers, there are not many young girls and guys, and they probably have gone out of the village. Oh, then you tell them
Let your family be allowed to be ghosted?"
"Gulu" At this time, it seemed that he was singing a fighting scene on the stage. The two performers were fighting with swords and swords. One of them actually cut off the opponent's head with one knife and then rolled onto the stage.
After rolling twice, he fell off the stage.
Yang Fei'er was so scared that she shouted out "Oh my God" and grabbed Wang Xuanzhen's arm and hid behind him.
"Swish" The actors on the stage stopped performing, turned their heads and looked at the place where the three of them were standing. The villagers below also twisted their heads stiffly and looked at the three of them in unison.
The actor with his head lost floated down from the stage, and he hooked his hand and took it in his hand and pressed it on his neck. Two lines of blood suddenly flowed out of his eyes on his head, and then he vomited scarlet red.
His tongue floated towards them.
As soon as these actors moved, the villagers sitting below stood up, and their legs slowly surrounded them with stiff steps.
"It seems like a zombie is siege. What did Brother Que do?" Wang Xuanzhen asked with his eyes slanted.
"No, are you still waiting for them to come to you?" Xiang Que took out two pieces of talisman paper and handed it to Fatty Wang and Yang Fei'er: "I drip two drops of essence and blood to protect myself. You two retreat, I'll take it away.
They're done"
"Punch, step, step" Xiang Que took two steps forward, blocking them both, holding their hands, pointing their middle fingers upwards in front of their chests, and stepping heavily on the ground with his right foot: "Puff"
"The purple clouds of the clear sky are blooming, and the two immortals of Zhu and Li are sending their souls, the three souls come back to their original body, and the seven souls come back to protect themselves." Xiang Que pinched his marks with both hands, his index fingers are close together, his little fingers bent inward, and his mouth is blooming with lotus flowers: "The Qing Emperor protects
Soul, White Emperor serves the soul, Red Emperor nourishes the energy, Black Emperor promotes blood, Yellow Emperor's central master, all gods do not go, dead souls go quickly... In the underworld, Xiang Que obeys the order of the Hell King in the Underworld, confiscates the dead souls in the world...
···The Emperor of Taishang was as urgent as the law, and accepted it.”
"Swish" Xiang Que's backpack suddenly flew out from his backpack, sprinkling out of the sky, flying above the heads of the lonely ghost surrounding him.
"The gate of heaven opens, the gate of earth opens, and the gate of the underworld opens..." Xiang Que raised his hand and pressed it down, and in an instant, countless talisman papers were printed on the actors and villagers "pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa"
top of the head.
It is really not difficult to fight against such lonely ghosts. At most, they can only scare people, and have no combat experience. Xiang Que doesn't even need to use any means to seal them all in the talisman paper.
Xiang Que bit the tip of his tongue hard, held his essence and blood on his mouth and then suddenly squirted, and the blood dripping suddenly spilled out like drizzle.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew from the village, and the sound of the surroundings was rumbling. All the villagers and actors stood still and stood straight.
"See if you see, Brother Que will know if there is any. With him here, we can ward off evil spirits." Wang Xuanzhen said with his teeth bared.
Wang Xuanzhen turned to frown and asked, "But if you send so many lonely ghosts out, you will definitely have to check the underworld."
"Then it's not my control. I'll kill or bury it." Xiangque pinched his finger and walked to the front of the crowd, pointing to the talisman paper above Guhun's head.
"Swish" the talisman paper floated gently, turned into a golden light and drilled into the other party's body. Then the lonely ghost disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the talisman paper falling into Xiang Que's hands.
Xiang Que walked to the next lonely ghost again, preparing to take the other party in and send it to the underworld.
Quietly, a cold light flashed across the dark night sky in the distance, and it flashed towards the village at a very fast speed.
"Puff"
A three-foot-long peach wood sword was inserted in front of Xiangque's feet.
"Fellow Taoist, please show mercy." Before the person arrived, the voice had already arrived.
Wang Xuanzhen asked in a daze: "Someone? Where?"
"It's far away" Xiang Que said lightly.
"Pa" Xiang Que took out a cigarette and lit it, waiting for the other party to come. The lonely ghosts had been stopped by the talisman paper, and he was not in a hurry to deal with them, wanting to see the person who suddenly got into trouble.
What are your demands?
Ten minutes later, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the mountains, and then a sudden figure jumped out of the forest.
The person who came was very young and seemed to be about twenty years old, wearing casual clothes.
After the young man jumped out of the forest, he glanced at the villagers and the actors who were beheaded by ghosts. He sighed relieved when he saw everyone and said, "Fellow Taoist, show mercy."
Xiang Que asked lightly: "You have known the lonely ghost here for a long time."
"For many years, these souls in Maro Village were already here before I took over. It is said that they have a history of decades."
"You take over?"
The young man nodded and bowed and said, "Xu Hang, the Minnan Yinsi, was born under the seat of the founder of Bai Yuchan, Taoist Southern School of Wuyishan."
Xu Hang, this is the first time Xiang Que has met the underworld outside Cao Qingdao.
Xiang Que said, and then asked, "The body of ghosts is still more than a hundred ghosts. You are the underworld and confiscated them. There is a story here."
Xu Hang said: "I also heard it from the mouth of my ex-ghost here. The lonely ghost here has been registered in the underworld, and Yan Luo personally agreed."
"Hmm? There's something else?" Xiang Que asked in surprise.
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