The opera singer thought to himself: Aren't we singing for ghosts today? How come a living person came out?
Don't you want to die?
The stupid boy came from nowhere.
There was even a machete character who kept winking at Wen Cai and even whispered to him to leave.
As a result, Wencai still didn't realize the problem and thought the other party was interacting with him, so he clapped his hands again.
Yes, this child is hopeless.
Uncle Jiu and Ah Wei stood outside the theater troupe, lifting the curtain and secretly looking inside.
After looking around, Ah Wei said doubtfully: "Master, look how happy Wencai is in there alone. There is no ghost here. You can't even see a ghost. It's so spacious inside. I want to go in and have a look."
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Uncle Jiu didn't feel angry when he heard Ah Wei's words. He had just entered the house and his cultivation level was very low. If the ghost didn't take the initiative, he wouldn't be able to see it.
But he was already prepared and took out two grapefruit leaves from his body.
He put it on Ah Wei's eyelids, patted his head and said, "Look again now!"
"Oh." Ah Wei turned his head immediately after hearing this.
It doesn't matter what he saw, Ah Wei was almost scared to death by the formation in front of him!
I saw that the theater troupe was densely packed with ghosts!
Each of these ghosts had dull expressions, their faces were bloodless, their feet were off the ground, and their bodies were still shaking. Wen Cai, a big living person, stood among them, not to mention how out of place he was.
Seeing so many ghosts, Ah Wei's back felt cold and he couldn't help but shudder. He cautiously approached Uncle Jiu and said, "Master, I won't watch this show, okay?"
As he spoke, he wanted to run away.
Uncle Jiu grabbed him by the collar and said expressionlessly: "It's such a good show, wouldn't it be a pity not to watch it?"
Seeing Uncle Jiu say this, Awei felt distressed and could only bite the bullet and look inside.
He looked around and suddenly saw four ghosts standing behind the ghosts. Their clothes and temperaments were obviously different. They seemed to be a little bit different.
Looking at the look on his head, he couldn't help but ask: "Master, who are those four?"
"My immediate boss, Gui Cha!"
These four ghosts had dealt with Jiu Shu Feng Yi before, but since Ah Wei didn't follow them, they naturally didn't recognize them.
Seeing that there was something wrong with Awei's expression, Uncle Jiu comforted him and said: "The ghost police are responsible for guarding these lonely ghosts. They will take them back after watching the show. They will not stay in the earth, so you don't have to worry."
Ah Wei nodded after hearing this, feeling much more at ease, and then said doubtfully: "Master, ghost messengers should be able to tell the difference between humans and ghosts, why don't you drive him away even though you know there is a living person here?
"
Uncle Jiu sighed and said, "Wencai broke in this time. Even if something goes wrong, it has nothing to do with ghosts. How could they care?"
"So that's it."
Ah Wei secretly sighed that these ghosts were very irresponsible and far inferior to him. He looked inside again and found an extremely ugly female ghost. She approached Wencai with a look of infatuation and asked: "
Master, what does that female ghost want to do?"
"Um?"
Uncle Jiu's heart sank when he heard this and looked over. He frowned and said, "That's bad. This female ghost wants to find the boss!"
Ah Wei looked puzzled: "What is the leader?"
"He wants to honor his literary talent." Uncle Jiu hesitated and said slowly.
Awei heard this and said with a smile: "What's the matter? Wencai and Xiaorong are together every day, so it's okay..."
"How can this be confused."
Ah Wei didn't know that Wen Cai had a positive relationship with Xiao Rong and almost lost half his life. Uncle Jiu shook his head and said: "Xiao Rong is a ghost cultivator now, and the danger is much less than this female ghost.
If a literary talent is caught by it, he will be in trouble in a short time."
As the two talked, the scene changed again.
Just when the female ghost wanted to make a move on Wencai, a beautiful female ghost wearing a lavender dress and long flowing hair descended from the sky and waved her long sleeves gently. This ugly female ghost was immediately frightened.
He took a few steps back.
It looked a little hesitant, seeing that the female ghost in the purple skirt never left, and finally
Finally left unwillingly.
"Wow, this female ghost is so powerful. She can fly, she is beautiful, and she can scare other female ghosts. What is her background?" Ah Wei couldn't help but sigh when he saw this.
Little did he know that Uncle Jiu was also confused about this. This female ghost was obviously different from other ghosts. Logically speaking, she shouldn't be a lonely ghost. How could she hang out with these ghosts?
The female ghost in purple skirt looked at Wencai and found nothing strange from beginning to end. She was still chewing sugar cane and watching the show with relish. Her heart moved, a smile appeared on her face, and she breathed out towards Wencai.
Suddenly, Wencai shivered all over, as if waking up from a big dream. He blinked his eyes and looked around, and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Wow, why are there suddenly so many people!"
He could see the lonely ghosts around him, so of course his eyes were opened, but it was not Uncle Jiu who opened his eyes, but a female ghost, so he did not realize that the people around him were ghosts, and thought they were people.
However, the brain circuit of a literary talent is obviously different from that of a normal person, so he doesn’t feel anything is wrong.
The female ghost in purple skirt pursed her lips and smiled when she heard his words, and said: "You just
I was busy watching the show, so of course I didn’t notice it.”
Seeing the beautiful female ghost in front of him, Wen Cai's eyes brightened up obviously. He quickly spit out the bagasse in his mouth, wiped his mouth and said stupidly: "Yes, I sang very well in today's play."
Uncle Jiu shook his head secretly when he saw this scene. A female ghost left, and another one came. Although this female ghost was a little different, ghosts are ghosts. There was already a Xiaorong at home, and Uncle Jiu didn't want to take another one back.
Ah Wei was very anxious and said: "Master, what should we do now?"
Uncle Jiu pondered for a moment, then took out a red thread from his body and said: "It doesn't matter, it's still too late, give me your hand."
Ah Wei obediently stretched out his hand.
Uncle Jiu tied one end of the red rope around his wrist and explained: "If after the play ends, Wen Cai will follow these lonely ghosts to hell in a daze, and no one will be able to save him.
Now, I'll tie the red rope to your hand, and you can go in and pull Wencai out and everything will be fine."
"Ah? I'll go..."
After hearing this, Awei felt his scalp numb and he was afraid.
"If Qiu Sheng or Feng Yi were here, you wouldn't be needed. Their current strength is not weak and their concentration is strong, but the problem is not with them." Uncle Jiu said with an innocent face.
"That's not right, Master, your Taoism is higher than Qiu Sheng and Feng Yi, why don't you personally lead the literary talents out?" Ah Wei asked after he realized what he was doing.
"snort."
Uncle Jiu snorted and said proudly: "It is precisely because your master and I have such a high level of cultivation. If I go in in person and scare these ghosts and run away, it will be a big problem!"
