Cheng Yu was flying high in the sky, and he could see densely packed houses on the bank where the river turned in front of him.
There are thatched houses among them, but most of them have black tile roofs.
There are all kinds of boats coming and going on the river, some big and small, some with sails and some with oars.
Several streets paved with bluestones in the town are arranged in a tic-tac-toe pattern, and the streets are crowded with people.
There are actually two piers on the riverside. The nearby one is on the edge of the town and is obviously smaller. At this time, many people gathered on the pier, accompanied by gongs and drums. It turned out that a troupe was singing on the pier.<
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The larger dock in the distance is mostly occupied by cargo ships. Not far from the dock, it is also crowded with dense crowds, with fragrant mist lingering in the sky.
Presumably that is Jiang Bo Temple.
Cheng Yu lowered his height and landed on a tall locust tree by the side of the road. He turned around and saw Jia Fei and Hou Siniang arriving soon after.
In Jiangkou Town, Cheng Yu did not rashly summon the human form of the soul, but through the Qi connection with Jia Fei, he transmitted his thoughts to the cat demon.
The cat demon walked behind Hou Siniang, glanced at the little sparrow high on the branch, nodded secretly, and asked Hou Siniang:
"Hold on, can you accurately sense your Dalang aura?"
"Reporting to Fairy Girl, I can only sense that he is in the town right now, seemingly near the small dock."
“Near the small pier?”
After hearing this, Jia Fei jumped to the top of a tall locust tree next to him. His toes pointed at the branches as thin as chopsticks, and he reached enough to look into the distance.
"But next to the town, that pier with two big weeping willows?"
She stood on the top of the tree, lowered her head and asked Siniang.
Hou Siniang nodded yes.
At this time, Cheng Yu landed on Jia Fei's shoulder, and the two fell back to the ground together. Jia Fei asked Hou Siniang:
"There is a troupe on the pier singing a ghost-hunting play. Do you still dare to go?"
"Ah? My older brother is also there. Could something have happened?"
"Oh! You care about him quite a lot. Don't worry, I have just seen him. He is floating backstage of the theater troupe. I don't know what he is looking at. He must be fascinated by the theater."
"Oh, that would be great, fairy please."
After Siniang finished speaking, she headed towards the small pier at the entrance of the town.
As I walked along, I saw that the clothes of the people in this town were actually as good as those in Qingchuan County. I thought it was a wealthy town because it took advantage of the thoroughfares.
Not long after, they saw a crowd of people in front of them. The gongs and drums of "哐嘁嘁嘁嘁" were heard intensively, and cheers came from the audience from time to time, which made Jia Fei and Cheng Yu coincidentally think of the two scenes they had watched in the county town on the night of praying for the new year.
Play.
At this time, a man with a red face came up on the stage, wearing a scarlet python robe, holding a copper hammer in one hand and an account book in the other. He walked onto the stage shaking his head, followed by two clowns who were obviously dressed as imps. It turned out to be a
A scene in which the judge catches a ghost.
It must have been during this period that there was a lot of noise in the town. Although Jiang Bo Temple was in charge, everyone still had lingering fears, so a wealthy family invited a theater troupe to perform a ghost-fighting play to drive away evil spirits.<
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Jia Fei, who was in the audience, had sharp eyes and recognized at a glance that this red-faced man was not the red-faced man who was beaten to the point of being knocked out of his body for no reason by the judge of Wujun Palace on the night of praying for the new year.
Unexpectedly, after some time, the troupe came to Jiangkou Town from the county seat.
At that time, this man was playing the role of a general with a colorful face, and now he has become a red-faced judge. From this point of view, the actors in this troupe are more interesting than me, a big demon in disguise.
One face off stage, thousands of faces on stage.
It’s extremely interesting, but I don’t know what it’s like to pretend to be someone else on stage.
If you look closely, you can see that after this man was knocked out of his soul, his soul fire became more intense. It must be because he tasted the drunkenness of the general of the Great Immortal Sparrow. In this way, he can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.
At this time, Hou Siniang had no intention of watching the show, because at each of the four corners of the stage stood a tiger-headed sword as tall as a person.
There was a cold light on the blade, which made her soul uneasy.
Following the feeling in her heart, she slowly floated towards the backstage of the theater, only to see the Qian family's father standing backstage, also dressed in black gauze, with a black scarf on his head to protect his head and face, motionless, not knowing what he was looking at.
What has entered concentration.
Hou Siniang walked around the four tiger-head knives on the stage and floated to Qian Rujian's side. Unexpectedly, he still didn't notice that Siniang had floated to his side.
Si Niang was confused. Usually they could sense each other even though they were far apart. What happened to Dalang today?
She followed Qian Rujian's gaze and saw a curtain in the corner of the backstage. Through the curtain, a young lady dressed in Tsing Yi was undressing and changing into costume.
"Da Lang! You!"
Hou Siniang was shocked and angry, and shouted to Qian Rujian.
Just when Qian Rujian was looking at him, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind. He trembled with fright. He turned around and saw that it was Hou Siniang. Then he recovered, his face suddenly turned red, and he smiled and said:
"Siniang, when did you come back?"
"Let me ask you, what are you looking at?"
"I...I didn't see much, I was watching a play, watching a play."
Hou Siniang pointed in the direction of the stage and asked sternly:
"Where is the play?"
"This... I've never seen the backstage of a theater troupe. It's just a rare sight. Don't worry, Si Niang. My husband really only took a look at it."
"Bah! I've been looking at you since just now. It turns out I was watching the actor changing his clothes. It took me a cup of tea and I didn't even look back once.
You are also a scholar, don’t you understand the principle of seeing no evil? No wonder you rushed to go to any errand that disturbed the homes of wealthy ladies..."
"Enough! What kind of scholars? Are you and I still human beings now? I just read it, how about it?
To tell you the truth, not only did I watch it, I even floated on the bed of a young lady from a wealthy family."
"You! I... I, Hou Siniang, am really blind, why is my life so miserable, wuwuwu..."
Hearing the two dead souls quarreling in the background, Cheng Yu shook his head in his heart.
Things between men and women are still so complicated even if they become ghosts...
There are all kinds of things in the world, each with its own warmth and warmth.
Cheng Yu, who was sighing with emotion, suddenly felt a coldness around him, and his heart moved. After placing the bird body far away in a suitable eaves, he slowly summoned the spirit, but unexpectedly saw that it was Wu Junzhuang Dakuan personally leading a group of participants.
Bring the military judge to Jiangkou Town.
"Mr. Cheng, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you are getting more energetic."
Wujunzhuang Dakuan glanced at Cheng Yu Yuanshen, cupped his fists and saluted, laughing.
Cheng Yu bowed his hands and returned the salute, then turned to look at the pair of ghosts in black gauze who were arguing in the background.
Wu Jun followed Cheng Yu's gaze, frowned and said:
"Is this the undetectable soul you are talking about? Well, the black gauze really cuts off the breath. If it doesn't float into the air, it would be difficult to identify them. Did the black gauze of the two of them come from the black dragon?"<
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Cheng Yu nodded and said:
"Yes, that's what the dead woman's soul said. The two of them can now be regarded as ghosts raised by the black dragon, helping her to pretend to be a ghost and defrauding her of incense."
"This black dragon is really hateful. It actually bullied me, Wu Jundian, huh..."
Lord Wu let out a fierce breath, but he was currently unable to do anything about the black dragon.
While the two of them were chatting in the air, a pair of dead souls quarreling not far away also noticed that a group of Wujundian shackles wearing Yin helmets and Yin armor suddenly arrived.
Hou Siniang was doing better, but Qian Rujian was so frightened that he seemed to have returned to the night when he was caught and raped under the bed.
Suddenly, he couldn't help but feel flustered. He left Hou Siniang behind and hurriedly turned around and quickly drifted to the other side of the town alone.
"Da Lang! You..."
Hou Siniang originally wanted to protect him subconsciously, but she remembered what he looked like just now, and looked at the panic on his face as he ran away alone, and then she remembered that night, he also left her and ran away like this.
So she paused and stood languidly in the air, looking at Qian Rujian's back with dull eyes. She had drifted out of the theater backstage and walked to the shade of a willow tree more than ten feet away.
Cheng Yu raised his eyes and saw that the direction Qian Rujian was walking was exactly where Jiang Bo Temple was.
"You still want to run away?"
Zhuang Dakuan roared angrily, and pulled out the sword from his waist with a "swish". The tip of the sword was pointed at Qianrujian. Cheng Yu Yuanshen looked at it, and a Martial Lord's aura shot towards the dead soul like a bullet.
Qian Rujian instantly froze under the shade of the willow tree, motionless.
The layer of black gauze on his body clung tightly to his body, and a burst of black air overflowed, turning into pieces of pitch black scales, wrapping him tightly.
"I'll take off your black skin right now!"
After Wu Jun finished speaking, he strode towards the willow shade.
