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"He is the disciple of the old ghost of Lingshan. Few people in the circle know his name now. Aren't you curious about the Lingshan umbrella in Chen Ran's hand?"

Hearing this, Chen Xiaoyu became so interested. Was the Lingshan umbrella given to Chen Ran by Lin Mingzhou?Is Lin Mingzhou the boss that Mo Qingyu is talking about?Could this old ghost be their master?

Chen Xiaoyu snatched the materials from Pu Jun's hand, but they were all just read.He was still on the ground speechless, and gave Pu Jun a big roll of his eyes.

Lingshan old ghost is an elder in the Lingshan faction, and he can be regarded as a person who has witnessed the rebirth of the Lingshan faction.Of course, he is also the successor of puppetry. His puppetry is not the best, but all puppetry in the world comes from his hands.

Due to the change in Lingshan, the puppet master is only left with the old ghost. Because the old ghost couldn't bear the pain of losing his fellow disciple, he changed his name to the old ghost and lived in seclusion in the mountains.The thirteen disciples under him practiced puppet art well, but some of them died, and some returned to normal life by abolishing their art.There are only seven people left when they piece together.

Of course, most of the puppet masters don't show their true colors, so most of the characters are guesses.There is still a difference between a puppet master and an illusion master. After all, people who practice various spells cannot cross boundaries at will.Even the most superb puppet master's chief disciple does not have this ability.

Chen Xiaoyu eliminated the doubts in his heart, so what is the relationship between Chen Ran and this Lin Mingzhou?Lin Mingzhou really had a problem.

"I only know so much, we can cooperate this time." Pu Jun stretched out his hand and looked at Chen Xiaoyu with a smile on his face.

Chen Xiaoyu lay on the bed, pointed to the door and said, "Remember to take it with you when you go out." Pu Jun had to leave a little angrily. Although he didn't suffer from being dumb, he was also angry.

"Come on." Chen Xiaoyu called Dongfang Cen, and Dongfang Cen arrived at Chen Xiaoyu's house within a few minutes.

I'll go, won't this brother really fall in love with me?So fast, is it possible to patrol outside my house every day?Chen Xiaoyu looked at Dongfang Cen with some disgust.

Dongfang Cen patted Chen Xiaoyu on the head: "What are you thinking, what work?" Chen Xiaoyu told Dongfang Cen about Lin Mingzhou, and Dongfang Cen seemed to remember something.

"When you were in a coma that time, the antidote was in the hands of a fan who claimed to be Xu Yuan. Could it be that he was Lin Mingzhou?" Dongfang Cen looked at Chen Xiaoyu in disbelief.

Such a handsome boy, why is his heart so dark?Damn it, but this way he doesn't need to change his voice, we all know it's him, what's going on?

In the evening, Chen Xiaoyu and Dongfang Cen ordered takeaway, pretending to make it themselves.When Xu Yuan came back and saw the dishes in front of her, she laughed.

"Which takeaway place? Chen Xiaoyu doesn't know how to cook, and I wouldn't believe it if you said it was made by you, Xiao Cen. With your hands, it looks like it's not in the sun."

The two looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.Chen Xiaoyu spoke first: "Did you have dinner with the man who picked you up that day?"

An indescribable smile appeared on Xu Yuan's face, and she nodded.

"That person is Lin Mingzhou." Chen Xiaoyu looked at Xu Yuan fiercely, but Xu Yuan didn't react immediately.

"But I waited for that person for a long time that day. Mr. Lin didn't show up until the medicine arrived." Xu Yuan carefully recalled what happened that day.

"It's nothing else, but he dragged me and wouldn't let me go. Could it be that he is really the man behind the scenes? What does this have to do with my mother?"

Everything fell into a mystery again.

Chapter 3470 Old Seniors

After eating and drinking enough, the two old men lay on the sofa playing online games.Xu Yuan was standing blankly in front of the sink with the dishes and chopsticks in her hands. She had no idea. She was afraid that her mother was related to this big conspiracy.

After all, Xing Xing can't speak, no one can give Xu Yuan what she wants.Maybe all of this will sink in the bottom of the sea again, and no one cares about it for a long time.

A few days later, Dongfang Cen's spies spread the news.Dongfang Cen came to the tavern and found that Chen Xiaoyu was carefully adorning the newly mixed wine on the stage.

Taking advantage of Chen Xiaoyu's back to the stage, Dongfang Cen picked up the wine on the table, tasted it carefully, and made various chirps.Chen Xiaoyu turned his head to look, he flicked his hand, Dongfang Cen was hit by a force, Dongfang Cen put down the wine in his hand guiltily.

"Brother Xiaoyu, why haven't you seen me for so long and don't miss me?" Dongfang Cen watched with a playful smile, Chen Xiaoyu cast him a glance, and wiped the spilled wine speechlessly.

"I'm here to tell you good news, hehe." Dongfang Cen took Chen Xiaoyu's hand, and Chen Xiaoyu stopped his hands.He looked at Chen Xiaoyu helplessly, thinking about what news Dongfang Cen would bring.

"That little blackie next to you can't find out this. Tell me, how can you thank me." Dongfang Cen continued to drink the rest of the wine, and Chen Xiaoyu was already getting impatient.

Chen Xiaoyu continued with his hands, wiped the table, and was busy making another glass of wine.

"Chen Xiaoyu! Why are you like this? You don't care at all!" Dongfang Cen walked to Chen Xiaoyu's side, and he stopped Chen Xiaoyu's movements.

"Fart, let go." Chen Xiaoyu turned his wrist and drove Dongfang Cen out.Dongfang Cen curled his lips and hummed unhappily.He sat down slowly and sighed.

"How should I put it, the old ghost has returned to the mountains and forests, and those apprentices must not want to show up again. Hey, what should I do." Dongfang Cen pretended to feel sorry.

At this time, Chen Xiaoyu was completely impatient to listen to Chen Xiaoyu's time-wasting words, so he left the stage and walked into the box.

"Hey, hey, hey, why don't you care at all!" Dongfang Cen chased after Chen Xiaoyu two steps in a row.

"Although this is the case, ah, this Lingshan old ghost still has a confidant. He is also an old man over sixty years old, but he is still very strong." Dongfang Cen said angrily, playing with the fan in his hand with.

Hearing this, Chen Xiaoyu was a little interested. He turned around and asked where Dongfang Cen was.Dongfang Cen sighed again, and he shook his head.

Chen Xiaoyu was very upset, he quickened his pace of leaving, but this time he took Dongfang Cen along with him.Walking to the door, Dongfang Cen broke free from Chen Xiaoyu's hand.

He looked at Chen Xiaoyu coquettishly, his legs turned inward.Chen Xiaoyu looked at Dongfang Cen's appearance, and his hands shrank back.

I'm going, what am I doing.This won't make the old man misunderstand, ouch my mother.

"This old ghost's confidant, I heard that he likes to watch operas the most, so we can go to the theater to test the waters."

"What's your bosom friend's name? You always know that." Chen Xiaoyu opened the car door for Dongfang Cen, holding his head.

"I don't know." Dongfang Cen quickly rushed into the car and made a grimace.Chen Xiaoyu rolled his eyes, and he sat in the car speechlessly.

Chen Xiaoyu asked his subordinates to search, but they did not find this.Who is it, and what kind of practice is it?Chen Xiaoyu couldn't figure it out, he frowned tightly.

"Why don't you find out what opera performances are going on recently?" Dongfang Cen stuck his head in the middle of the driver's seat in front, and Chen Xiaoyu nodded.

The man who was driving moved out of the floating screen and found that this happened to be the [-]th anniversary celebration of Dehezhuang.

Dehezhuang is a well-known large-scale cross talk team in the whole country, maybe others don't know it.But people who like operas like this Dehezhuang performance very much.Even this show in Dehezhuang is hard to get a ticket for, even their own actors can't grab their own tickets!

This is the latest news, Chen Xiaoyu will definitely not let it go, he ordered his men to go down and get two tickets.But this audience ticket is hard to buy, the subordinate shook his head and drove helplessly.

What should I do? Chen Xiaoyu had a troubled look on his face.Dongfang Cen patted Chen Xiaoyu, and he smiled at Chen Xiaoyu.

Now Chen Xiaoyu knew how Dongfang Cen could get tickets for a good position, and he thought about it carefully.

The two came to Dehe Village in plain clothes. Dongfang Cen showed the ticket in his hand, and the waiter at the door was shocked.Immediately go in and ask the old owner for instructions.

The owner nodded and remained silent.It seems that what should come is coming after all, and there is nothing to stop it.

Several times the actors have said that the two of them watched with relish, and they are worthy of being the essence of national culture!The finale was a man in a purple coat.

The appearance is very outstanding, and everyone thinks that this is the master who relies on his appearance to make a living.But some women were not happy, and they did not break the discussion.

"Your Majesty, get on the horse. I'm upset. There's a mountain man, and the gossip is hidden in the sleeve." The man sang, his figure was not elegant, but he was full of righteousness.

"Hey, why is this actor's show reserved for fans?" This remark annoyed the crowd in the audience, and everyone started talking about it.

"What's the matter with you? You are such a nonsense, listen to what you like, just keep getting out!" A male audience shouted at the side.Now the person who spoke first couldn't sit still, he shouted: "Go down! What are you singing!"

There were all kinds of voices in the venue, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that they were deliberately provoking trouble.Chen Xiaoyu ignored them, but carefully observed the audience.

Old man, yes.But they don't look like tall people, they are either ordinary people, or just old people with no power to restrain their chickens.