My uncle is Lin Zhengying

Uncle Jiu didn't understand.

After planning to call Wencai home later, I have to talk to Ma San and ask for clarification.

This matter is not a simple joke.

If it is not done well, there will be big troubles!

Soon, the place of singing arrived.

At this time in the theater, the main play had already begun. The people on the stage were dressed in costumes and painted colorful faces. Some danced swords, some did somersaults, and some sang operas. The performances were wonderful.

But in the spacious lobby below, Wen Cai was the only one at this time.

This guy is also big-hearted. He looked around and found that there was no one there, and he didn't realize that the atmosphere was weird. Instead, he gnawed on the sugarcane and muttered: "Why is there no one? There is no need to grab it." The location! I really can’t believe Ma San’s words!”

After muttering, he started clapping his hands again and applauded loudly.

Hearing the shouts below, the performers were startled.

Why are there still people alive to watch the show?

Isn't today dedicated to singing for lonely souls and wild ghosts?

Where did this silly boy come from?

The people on the stage were also good. One of them, Dan Jiao, who was wielding a sword, kept winking at Wen Cai, and even whispered to tell him to leave quickly.

But this guy didn't notice the problem at all. Instead, he thought that others were interacting with him, and started clapping his hands again.

Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng rushed over and raised the curtain outside to observe secretly.

Qiu Sheng looked around and had the same reaction as Wen Cai. He turned around in dissatisfaction and said, "Master, how happy Wen Cai is watching it alone! What is singing for ghosts? You deceive ghosts. Even a ghost No! I also want to go in and have a look."

Uncle Jiu glared at his incompetent disciple. This kid is not good at cultivation and has not yet opened his eyes. If the ghost does not take the initiative to reveal his body, he will naturally not be able to see it.

He took out two grapefruit leaves from his pocket and helped Qiusheng stick them on his eyelids, then patted his head and said, "Let's see now!"

"Just watch it again." Qiu Sheng turned around with a look of disbelief.

As a result, as soon as he looked inside, his eyes widened and he almost peed in fright.

Where is the lobby empty at this time, the part-time job is already densely packed with people...

No, it's full of ghosts!

These ghosts all had dull expressions on their faces, bloodless, their feet were off the ground, and their bodies were staggering. Only Wen Cai stood inside.

Seeing a ghost, I don't know if it was a psychological effect or if it was real. Qiu Sheng felt that the temperature around him suddenly dropped, and he couldn't help but tremble. He asked with a bitter face: "Master, I don't want to go to the theater anymore. ?”

As he spoke, he wanted to step back.

Uncle Jiu grabbed his collar and refused to let him go. He said calmly, "It's such a good show, why don't you watch it?"

When Qiu Sheng heard the words, he could only bite the bullet and watch.

He glanced around, and suddenly saw the ghosts of the fourth brother who were obviously different in appearance and temperament behind him, standing out from the crowd like a chicken, and asked, "Master, who are those four?"

"Ghost!"

These four ghost messengers had dealt with Uncle Jiu, Gu Gu and Zhang Jing before, but Qiu Sheng had never met them.

Uncle Jiu explained: "It's responsible for guarding these lonely ghosts. After watching the play, they will be taken down again."

But at this moment, the situation in the lobby changed.

A ferocious-looking female ghost, wondering if she was fascinated by Wen Cai's appearance of chewing sugar cane, slowly approached Wen Cai with a nympho look on her face.

"It's broken!" Uncle Jiu's face darkened when he saw this, and he said, "There is a female ghost who wants to find the boss!"

Qiu Sheng was puzzled and said: "What is the boss?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head and said, "It wants to show its talent!"

Qiu Sheng suddenly understood, with a gloating expression on his face.

In the past, Wencai often joked that he was hanged by a female ghost, and now it's this guy's turn!

Moreover, such an ugly female ghost!

However, just when the female ghost couldn't help herself and was about to attack Wen Cai, suddenly a beautiful female ghost in a lavender dress and long fluttering hair floated up, and with a flick of her long sleeves, the hideous female ghost The ghost immediately backed away in fear.

It seemed that she was a little afraid of the purple-clothed female ghost, and she didn't dare to move forward.

And the purple-clothed female ghost watched eating sugarcane and watching the show with relish, and Wen Cai, who didn't notice it at all, showed a smile on her face and exhaled at Wen Cai.

Immediately, Wen Cai's whole body trembled, his head seemed to be in chaos for an instant, as if he had fallen asleep, and then he woke up.

After waking up, he was 'opened', and finally saw the other ghosts around him!

However, his eyes were not opened by Uncle Jiu, and it was not by legitimate means, but by a female ghost, so when he saw these lonely ghosts around him, they were not ghosts, and he thought they were all human beings!

"Wow! Why are there so many people suddenly?"

Wencai had a strange brain circuit, and he didn't feel anything wrong when he saw the people who suddenly appeared, but he was a little surprised.

The purple-clothed female ghost stood beside him and said with a smile, "You were only focused on watching the show, so of course you didn't notice it."

Wen Cai's eyes lit up, he quickly spit out the sugar cane residue in his mouth, wiped his mouth, and said with a chuckle: "Yes, yes, this play is well sung."

The purple-clothed female ghost surprised and fascinated him.

Seeing this scene, Qiu Sheng and Uncle Jiu secretly shook their heads, Wen Cai was now bewitched by ghosts.

Qiu Sheng was also unhappy, and asked, "Master, what should we do now?"

Uncle Jiu pondered for a moment, then he paid attention, took out a red thread from his pocket, and said, "It's still too late, give me your hand."

Qiusheng held out his hand.

Uncle Jiu tied one end of the red thread around Qiu Sheng's wrist, and said, "After the show is over, if Wen Cai muddles around and follows these ghosts to hell, no one will be able to save him. Now, I will tie the red thread for you. Rope, just go in and lure Wencai out."

"Ah? I'll go..."

Qiusheng was a little apprehensive, there were too many ghosts here, it was a vast, densely populated area.

He had seen ghosts, but not so many.

Really Shura field!