Tomb robber: Tuantuan, I am a national treasure!

"'Evil ghost'!"

"Gu Qingfeng felt a chill on his neck. This station had been abandoned for so long, yet a train drove in. In the dim moonlight, he could see that the outside of the carriage was completely corroded and rusty."

The storyteller felt thirsty halfway through his story and subconsciously wanted to get some water, only to find that he had finished his tea. Just as he was about to pour some more, a pair of small hands reached out from the side, holding a cup of tea. He subconsciously took it, drank it, and paused there.

When he turned around, he saw Jinnian's pale little face, and she smiled at him.

The storyteller’s face was almost frozen with laughter. Why didn’t this young master leave?... Didn’t the Second Master take care of him?

There was no way. As soon as he stopped, Jinnian came over with a pitiful look, so he could only continue talking.

"Wait for him, wait until he finds out..."

............

After Jinnian finished listening, he looked around and happened to see his brother's play, so he skipped towards the theater.

(Waiting for him to come by the river, I caught four or five baskets of crab peels after waiting for a long time:?)

Jinnian walked outside the theater and saw that there were still many people gathered outside, so he sneaked in through the back door.

Several people in front were crowded together, making a mess, so they really didn't see him. Only a little girl behind a woman saw him. Her sleepy eyes suddenly became bright and she stared at Jinnian's white hair.

Jinnian seemed to sense something. He turned around and saw the little girl with her hand slightly raised, as if she was about to say something. He quickly made a gesture, smiled at the little girl, and slipped in.

"...Forget it, let's come again next time...Yinyin, let's go, Yinyin?"

The woman waved in front of the little girl, who then came to her senses and excitedly pulled her hand: "Mom, I saw the little fairy!"

"There is no such thing as a little fairy. Let's go and come and see it another day."

The woman dragged the little girl away, but the little girl turned back to look at the door in the alley from time to time. The young man was wearing red clothes, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes but not feminine. He was a perfect match for this theater. He was born with eyes that could speak and a passionate face.

When Jinnian saw such a lovely child, he wanted to take out a candy to share with her, but when he felt his pockets and found them empty, he remembered that he had already given them all and had no more.

He pursed his lips, climbed in through the alley, strolled to the bottom of the theater stage, found an empty seat at the side, and sat down.

The people around were not surprised. The young master of the Hong family often came to the theater to watch his brother's plays. He had a very good face and seemed to be born to sing. It was a pity that the young master didn't like it very much.

Several people guessed most of them correctly. Jinnian was talented. He could learn the few lines that Er Yuehong hummed after listening to them once. It was just that he couldn't stand the repetitive training day after day. After all, he was afraid of getting tired and was lazy. It seemed like he was naturally inactive. Now it was just the novelty that pulled him, and he wanted to find new things to play with everywhere.

"Ever since I...followed the king...to fight..."

Jinnian was listening happily and hummed along unconsciously.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop!"

"What are you singing? Stop it, it's so awful!"

A man in a gray-green cloak suddenly stood up, interrupting Er Yuehong's performance.

"Well, what was it......" the man yelled loudly, not caring about other people's feelings at all, and just made trouble on his own.

"Oh, yes, Huagu Opera, right? Sing this, and sing it quickly! What are you doing just standing there? Sing the opera quickly!"

Er Yuehong's eyes were cold, her mouth stopped talking but her actions did not stop, she looked at him coldly.

Jinnian had had enough of it. The people next to her were chattering in low voices, waiting to see the show. Her slender little hand threw the teacup right at the feet of the troublemaker, splashing the hot tea all over his pants.

“Hiss…Who is it?!”

The man's legs were burned. He looked around angrily and called for someone to wipe his pants for him.

Jinnian winked playfully at Er Yuehong on the stage, with a cunning light flashing in her big eyes, but she couldn't hide the truth. Seeing the troublemaker man in a panic, she couldn't help but laughed out loud.

The man naturally heard it and turned around to glare at him angrily. When he turned around, he saw Jinnian, who was whiter and tenderer than a woman, and immediately his eyes felt something was wrong.

Er Yuehong saw him walking towards Jinnian, murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the heavy makeup on his face and the costume on his body could not hide the cold aura all over his body.

Jinnian was still sitting on the seat, his pigtails pulled behind his neck because he thought they were in the way. He picked up the teacup and blew away the hot air in a very professional manner. He was still wearing a red robe, which looked elegant and noble.

"Did you throw it?"

The troublemaker had never seen a person with white hair, let alone such a good-looking one. He had inappropriate thoughts in his mind, so he didn't care about the opera at all. His eyes were glued to Jinnian's exposed white and tender little hands. He looked at Jinnian from top to bottom, as if he was looking at a commodity.

Er Yue Hong had her hands inside the costume, ready to make the man pay the price if he made any move.

"Are you dumb?! I'm asking you, did you do this?!"

Jinnian raised his head, revealing his fragile neck. His small face looked even younger. He was a little angry. His brother had never spoken to him so loudly, let alone to such an impolite and bad person.

The man made a gesture to the servant behind him, but before he could move, Jinnian poured a cup of tea on him.

"Oh! Oh oh oh! It hurts so much!"

Jinnian was embarrassed to splash the water on his face, so he splashed it on his pants. Coincidentally, the man was standing quite close to Jinnian, and was hit directly and accurately by accident.

The man covered his crotch with one hand and reached out to Jinnian with the other, trying to vent his anger.

Before he could touch Jinnian, a gun was pressed against the table.

"roll."

The man looked up and saw two men in military uniforms. He didn't recognize them, but he couldn't do anything as they were being pointed at with guns.

"Tsk...just wait!"

The man turned around, and walked away with a group of servants, holding his crotch awkwardly.

Jinnian stood up and looked back. Zhang Rishan had already put the gun away. He lowered his eyes in disappointment and was unable to take a good look at the pistol.

Zhang Qishan naturally saw what he was thinking, pulled him down, and signaled to Er Yuehong on the stage.

Er Yuehong saw that Jinnian was as normal as ever and was not scared at all. He shook his head helplessly and continued his performance.