The movie world has a beautiful ghost

The troupe owner smiled and said, "Let me introduce you. This is our troupe's Hua Dan, Xiao Fengxian. She and the young man before are both pillars of our troupe. Master Zhang, you have helped us. Xiao Fengxian insisted on toasting you with two glasses of wine, saying that she wanted to thank you very much."

The class owner also knew that Xiao Fengxian might have taken a fancy to him, so he found this excuse and wanted to come and keep him company.

Zhang Haoran raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Fengxian. She was pretty good-looking, with a plump figure. After all, she was an opera singer, so there was a seductiveness in her every move.

Xiao Fengxian picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "Thank you very much, Mr. Zhang, for helping us. Xiao Fengxian toasts you a glass."

"You're welcome." Zhang Haoran also politely picked up the wine glass and gestured.

After the boss had a few more drinks with us, he left with an excuse.

Seeing this, Xiao Fengxian intentionally or unintentionally pressed her body against Zhang Haoran. It was very full, and it made him feel itchy.

"Mr. Zhang, come, I'll toast you another glass." Xiao Fengxian's eyes were already beginning to blur.

"Girl, you've drunk too much." Looking at Xiao Fengxian's charming eyes, Zhang Haoran turned on the gentleman mode.

"Mr. Zhang, am I not beautiful?" Xiao Fengxian whispered warmly into Zhang Haoran's ear.

"Girl, please respect yourself!"

Faced with such temptation, saint mode is activated.

"Mr. Zhang, my heart is beating so fast. If you don't believe me, just feel it." Xiao Fengxian unbuttoned a section of her collar, revealing a snow-white and pink bellyband.

"Miss, do you have a heart disease? I know a little about medicine and can treat you." As a kind-hearted person, Zhang Haoran started the doctor's compassionate mode.

"Well, Mr. Zhang, I'm feeling a bit nervous and a bit hot all over, you see..."

"I already understand the condition. I will give the girl a little injection and I guarantee she will recover."

I couldn't bear it any longer, so I just turned into beast mode.

Before long, the tabletop began to shake and the sound of dishes colliding could be heard in the room.

afterwards……

"Xiao Fengxian, right? You know I can't give you a formal status. If you want to follow me, I can buy a courtyard for you and let you live a life of luxury. If you don't want to leave, I will leave you enough money. It's up to you to decide." Zhang Haoran said.

Xiao Fengxian's face was ruddy and she was a little out of breath. She straightened her clothes and leaned forward: "I am also an ordinary woman. Of course, I also hope to be supported by someone and live a life without worrying about food and clothing."

Zhang Haoran nodded and said, "Okay, I will tell the owner of the troupe, and I will place you down after you finish singing this play."

Xiao Fengxian nodded obediently with a look of satisfaction on her face, obviously she was well fed.

After the two men came out of the room, the class owner saw something and didn't say much, just smiled and nodded.

When he left, he took out two silver coins and said, "Boss, take these as compensation for your loss after Xiao Fengxian left. You don't have to refuse them. These are nothing to me."

Upon hearing this, the class owner did not refuse and sent Zhang Haoran out.

Zhang Haoran did not go back, but walked around the town, saw a pretty good yard and bought it.

He also hired a few maids and old women to move in and clean the place first, and from then on this place became his place of entertainment.

In the evening of the next day, the four of them went down the mountain together. After all, in this day and age, everyone loves to watch the excitement.

Uncle Jiu heard that Mei Dajia would also come to perform and after going on stage, she even made a wreath.

Seeing that he was being too petty, Zhang Haoran used the gold yuan to make him a big wreath, and had Qiu Sheng and Wencai carry it as they staggered to the town.

The troupe set up their set in a spacious place, and when the four people arrived, quite a few people had already gathered.

Of course, their arrival undoubtedly became the focus of the whole audience.

"Wow~ Who is this person? So generous!"

"Hey! Look, that's all money!"

"Isn't this Uncle Jiu? I didn't expect he is so rich. This is such a grand occasion."

The three of them strode forward, satisfying their vanity to the fullest.

Darkness gradually enveloped the earth, except for the bright lights all around. With the sound of a gong, followed by the sound of clappers, the show began.

The opening scene is naturally a classic scene of Wu Song fighting the tiger, with the martial artists showing solid skills, leaping sideways and performing various moves at the same time.

Zhang Haoran just joined in the fun because he didn't understand the play at all, but that didn't stop him from enjoying it, after all, it is the quintessence of Chinese culture.

In the third play, he saw Xiao Fengxian. Her charming figure was quite pleasing to the eyes. He wondered whether he should let Xiao Fengxian take her home and dress up as her in the future to satisfy his perverted psychology.

Just as Zhang Haoran was eating melon seeds and daydreaming... "Pa~" he felt someone patting his shoulder, and he almost fainted from fright.

He turned around angrily to see who the blind guy was.

"Hey, Inspector Zhang, you are watching the show here too~"

Zhang Haoran looked at the wretched guy in front of him and couldn't remember who he was for a moment.

When he stroked his beard, he finally remembered and asked curiously: "Hey, isn't this the City God? How did you get out of the mud? Where's your beard? I almost didn't recognize you."

At this moment, the City God was wearing a Zhongshan suit, his hair was combed meticulously and shiny, even an ant would slip if it tried to touch him with a walking stick, his face was fair and his long beard was gone.

Upon hearing this, the City God rolled his eyes and said unhappily: "What mud? That's my golden statue."

"Tsk, it's just mud." Zhang Haoran said disdainfully.

The City God was almost pissed off: "Okay, I came to see you for something."

Zhang Haoran raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you want to talk to me about? Is it official or personal? Funds are allocated for official purposes, and gifts are given for personal purposes. I'm sure you understand this principle."

Hearing this, the City God swallowed back what he was about to say and turned away.

Oh my god, quite arrogant.

"Wait, come back and tell me what's going on first, and then I'll consider whether to help you or not."

Upon hearing this, the City God turned around and walked back.

"..."

"Okay, tell me what's the matter." Zhang Haoran said unhappily.

"Hey, Inspector, I came here this time to ask you to help me catch a ghost. It's a thousand-year-old evil ghost. Even I am helpless. I'm afraid his strength has surpassed that of a ghost king. Ordinary ghost kings can be defeated in one gulp in front of him.

Hey, his body is buried under the stage." said the City God.

Zhang Haoran was stunned, thinking to himself, this can't be such a coincidence, he came here just for this evil ghost.

But now that the City God has brought it up, this private matter has become a public matter, so he has to ask for some benefits...