I looked around and saw that everything was a white cloud. I didn’t know where I was at the moment. It was just that this plump woman who looked like white pearls before losing weight took my hand and said: Come on.
Sir, all the distinguished guests have already taken their seats.
After saying that, she pushed me hard into Song Zhai, and I took the opportunity to touch her hand. It wasn't that I was lustful, but that I was in this environment now, and I couldn't be afraid anymore because I was already forced.
Thinking of such a small distance, it only took a moment for my second uncle to rush in to save me, but now I have fallen to the point where I don't even know where I am.
It's useless to be afraid. It's better to ask for help from others than to ask for yourself. Fortunately, this woman's hands are warm.
Oh sir, there are so many petite girls waiting inside. They came in a sedan and took advantage of me, an old guy. If you really like it, wait for me to go to the wing to serve this girl with a Huadan mask on her face.
the old woman said.
I took one look at her and suddenly got goosebumps all over my body. I took another look at Songzhai and this ancient building. I didn't hesitate. I couldn't leave. I had to resort to tricks.
I was about to leave, and this old lady immediately ran in front of me to guide me. Walking into the gate of Song Zhai, I found that I am a weirdo today, because there are really many people here, and the layout inside
, like an ancient theater, the stage has been properly arranged, but the play doesn't seem to have started yet, but the tables below are already full of people.
Each of them wore a mask, including a ghost face mask and a Huadan mask. I was the only one wearing a normal face. Except for the sound of gongs, it was very quiet. No one was in front of me.
There is a tea cup, in the style of blue and white porcelain, and young girls in various colors wearing green cheongsams are walking around, pouring tea and water, and their movements are very skillful.
These girls have graceful figures, and even if you can't see their faces, you can still see their extraordinary words and deeds. They are definitely all pretty girls. Although I try my best to convince myself not to be nervous or nervous, my shirt is still wet with cold sweat and my head is dizzy.
It's like a ball of paste.
Until now, I still don’t know whether I am with a group of people or a group of ghosts.
When they arrived at the room, the fat old lady greeted a young girl in a loud voice and said: Black gold card, please say hello to the gentleman in the first-class room.
The little girl said a long blessing and took me directly to the second floor, which is equivalent to a first-class warehouse in a movie theater. But I was very curious about what the black card in my hand was, because I could clearly feel it.
By the time this old lady said the Black Gold Card, almost two-thirds of the people here who were originally calm turned back to look at me with stern eyes.
I dare not speak or make any noise. In their eyes, I am now an awesome person with a VIP card, but I don’t even know how awesome I am. How awesome can I be? I just pretend to be low-key.
He followed this pretty little girl up to the second floor.
She led me into a wing lit with red sandalwood. The furniture inside was antique and I had only seen it on TV. After I arrived, the little girl didn't speak. She sat directly across from a tea table and stretched out her slender arms.
With my fingers, I started to make Kung Fu tea for me.
The tea I brewed is the Tieguanyin I just chose. It has a rich aroma, but now that I’m drinking it, it’s no different from horse urine. I just have to say that the location in this wing is really good, and I’d be considered the best in it.
Looking at the small mountains, I feel that the people below all look extraordinary, but now I feel that I am above them
In the room, there was only the sound of gongs and drums below. The little girl's skin was very white and her movements were familiar and graceful. In order to relieve the tension, I deliberately said: Beauty, what's your name?
The little girl directly brought a cup of tea with tweezers. Hua Dan's eyes were full of water and said: Master, how do you want to drink this cup of tea?
How do you want to drink it? I was stunned for a moment and asked.
She took the tea, walked around to me, gently hooked my neck, and said charmingly: "I'll feed you some."
Not to mention the pain in my heart, now I don’t have the mood or time to experience the feeling of nephrite in my arms. To be honest, I feel horrible when I see this Huadan face, but I can’t let it out. What’s wrong with the gentleman in the first-class room?
Can you be afraid of this little maid?
I pretended to be proficient. I had seen a lot of jokes on TV about rich dudes visiting brothels. I turned my head directly, took her into my arms, pinched her chin and said: I want to see what’s underneath your mask.
This face makes me feel extremely beautiful.
This little girl seemed to be a veteran in the bush. I didn’t know what was going on. She broke away from my arms like a loach. She moved very skillfully and continued to make tea: This is my first time here.
Before singing, you must not break the rules. After singing, I will be your man.
When I heard this, I wasn't excited. It's damn good if I was. Damn, this little girl is so impeccable in her speech. I still don't know where this place is.
I sat face to face with this little girl. After a while, the little girl came next to me, sat in my arms without eating, put the pastry into my mouth, and whispered something like a babble.
:Sir, the gong is on.
I stretched my head and looked at the stage below, and found that the maids just now were gone, leaving only people wearing ghost masks.
The actor slowly appeared on the stage. As soon as he took the stage, it was the Peking Opera Hua Dan in Qing Yi.
I was eating cakes that tasted like nothing. Looking at the stage below, I felt even more uninterested. How good are you at rapping?
Suddenly, I found that the person who came on stage shortly looked a little familiar.
This person was dating an old lady. Looking at her figure and her painted face, I suddenly felt chilled to the core, because I was basically certain that this old lady was the dead woman standing on the street.
My whole body is cold, even if I hold this hot body in my arms, it won’t work. What kind of ghost festival is this? This is not a play for ghosts, but a play for ghosts.
Master, you are trembling. The little girl whispered in my ear.
No matter how scared I am, I will not be afraid of the little girl in my arms. At this moment, I was extremely nervous and grabbed the little girl's neck. Without any compassion, I pretended to be very fierce and said
:Tell me, what is going on? You know what I want to ask.
Master, you came here just to watch the show. Don’t you feel that this show is particularly beautiful? Apart from our Songzhai place, you can’t find any other place to watch it. Look at their figures, how elegant and trance-like they are.
The little girl did not panic, but pointed to the stage and said to me.
I looked carefully, and I really found that the figures twisting on the stage were like phantoms, more like inflated human skin.
The dance is beautiful, but there is no life at all.
Suddenly, the door to my room opened, and the first thing that rushed in was a dog, a large black dog. This dog was lame, but its movements were very fast. It rushed to my side almost in the blink of an eye.
My son, he kept sniffing hard on me.
I was so frightened. How could a dog suddenly run into such an elegant place and such a first-class wing?
After this dog circled around me three times, it suddenly wagged its tail crazily at me, even stretched out its front legs, and sat down to me, nodding and bowing.
Don't be surprised, little guy, he smelled your grandfather's scent on you. At this time, a scary old man wearing a Tang suit with many age spots on his face walked in.
The little girl in my arms suddenly broke free from my restraints, lay on the ground, shivered and shouted: Master
My pupils shrank for a while, and I asked in surprise: Lord of Song Zhai
He stretched out his finger to me, put it in his mouth, made a silencing gesture and said: "Listen to the play first and then talk. Your grandpa is very good at this, but you can't."
After saying that, he pulled up a stool and sat next to me, like an uncle next door, tapping his thighs to follow the dancing on the stage, and seemed very intoxicated.
The maid was still kneeling, her face buried deep in the ground.
I was so overwhelmed by the aura of this old man that I was drenched in cold sweat.