Marry a eunuch to catch demons

Ye Ge only felt that he was pushed hard by them, and he threw himself into the stage, and fell to the ground without support.But the next moment, he found that he could actually move.

Ye Ge immediately struggled to get up from the ground, and subconsciously raised his head to look under the stage, but just looking at it made him break out in a cold sweat.

The stage was full of people at the moment. They were all wearing worn-out theater makeup, and their withered heads, which were half-fox and half-human, were neatly raised, all of them staring at him on the stage.

Ye Ge knew that there was no way he could escape now, so he could only drag his still weak body, move forward a few steps, and barely stood up while leaning on the carved fence beside the stage.

"Boss Harding Yu is here." At this moment, a shrill female voice suddenly came from the audience, and Ye Ge immediately recognized that it was the person who sang here the night before.

He quickly raised his head to look over, and the figures of those half-fox withered heads moved one after another, avoiding a small path, surrounded by a man and a woman, and walked in, sitting on the seat in the middle.

I saw that woman was wearing a bright red costume, and the hijab of the same color covered her face. The voice just now was made by her.The man sitting next to her was wearing a black western dress, with a dull face and dull eyes.

Ye Ge didn't know how to react, but just watched them warily.

The woman in red makeup continued to speak: "I shouldn't have bothered you to come this far... It's just that today is the day I get married to Young Master Shi, so it's really inconvenient to go on stage."

"In the past, I often heard Young Master Shi praise your play as the best, so I invited you here, and I hope you won't be offended."

Master Shi?Ye Ge blinked his eyes, and when he mentioned such a person, he had some impressions.Two years ago, when he first appeared on the stage, there was such a regular visitor in the theater, but it wasn't long before people said that he had gone to study in some country, and he hadn't seen him since then.

Ye Ge carefully looked at the face of the man under the stage. Although his face was pale and thin, he was indeed that Young Master Shi.

In this way, the woman in red should also be from the theater, right?

Ye Ge frowned. After experiencing the previous panic, he was not so scared.

Anyway, it is impossible to sing opera, and the woman's tone is still polite, maybe there is some way to escape.

Thinking of this, Ye Ge tentatively shook his head.

Although the woman was wearing a red hijab, she was very aware of Ye Ge's actions. Seeing his refusal, she urged: "Why, isn't Boss Yu willing to give us this face?"

Ye Ge still could only shake his head, pointed at his throat, and waved his hand, hoping that the other party could understand what he meant.

But unfortunately, this time, the woman in red was not so easy to talk to, she said quietly: "It seems that Boss Yu really doesn't want to show this face."

As soon as the words were finished, the fox-headed people sitting beside her suddenly stood up in unison, dozens of hundreds of withered heads looked at Ye Ge at the same time, and their eyes emitted a faint green light.

Ye Ge's calm state of mind just now was brought up again, he couldn't help but push back two steps, and pointed to the position of his throat again, wanting to remind the other party that he didn't stop singing on purpose.

But the woman in red didn't listen to his explanation at all, her voice stretched out and became thinner, even with a resentful tone: "Boss Yu, will you sing or not—"

Ye Ge really had no choice. He wanted to escape from the direction of the backstage, but as soon as he turned his head, he found that the three fox-headed men were standing upright in the same posture as the fox-headed people in the audience. In front of the door curtain in the backstage, green eyes were staring at him.

"Sing or sing—"

"Sing or sing—"

The voice of the woman in red became more and more paranoid and crazy, and she kept repeating this sentence, but the voice became more terrifying every time.

And those fox-headed people did not continue to stand where they were, but followed the woman's voice and walked stiffly, moving in the direction of Ye Ge in unison.

And the smell of shame, which had been ignored before, became extremely strong in an instant, making Ye Ge almost unable to breathe, and his body was on the verge of collapse.

At this moment, a voice accompanied by the biting north wind broke through all the confusion.

"That's weird. I haven't heard of Yuge's play yet, so it's your turn."

Ye Ge suddenly turned his head to look, and as far as his eyes could see, Xie Zhen turned over from the eaves of the Liuxiang Pavilion. He still had a warm smile on his face, but his eyes suddenly turned sharp. Like a living thing, half a dragon sprang out in an instant, whizzing and sweeping towards the audience with billowing hostility.

Those fox-headed men immediately let out a shrill scream, and their torn costumes and withered bodies instantly ignited black flames, and they rolled and fled in all directions.

Xie Zhen didn't pay attention to those scattered monsters, and caught the dragon that had returned to the smoke pole with his backhand, and directly attacked the woman in red.

Without hesitation, the woman in red turned her sharp claws into her hands, and flew towards Ye Ge on the stage.

Everything happened in a hurry and chaos, Ye Ge didn't have time to think too much, her body made a subconscious choice.Instead of retreating backstage, he jumped over the fence of the stage and ran in the direction of Xie Zhen, risking being caught by the woman in red.

It's a pity that the costume on his body was already complicated, and he was dressed in a mess by the fox-headed man in pink. When he jumped on the railing, his legs and feet were bound and he fell directly.

The woman in red didn't expect Ye Ge to change direction suddenly, but was flashed for a moment. When she turned around and swung her sharp claws again, and was about to grab Ye Ge's back, the dragon made of white smoke was already facing her. Coming towards her, he rushed her out violently.

The woman was hit hard on the ground, and her red clothes seemed to be bleeding. She knew she was invincible, so she glanced unwillingly at the man in the suit who had fallen to the ground, and quickly fled away in a burst of redness.

Xie Zhen had no intention of chasing him, so he caught Ye Ge who fell from the stage and held him in his arms.

Ye Ge had a high fever and had been tossed about all night. At this moment, he fell from the not-so-short place and landed in Xie Zhen's arms. With a glance, before there was any reaction, he passed out directly.

The half-flying dragon made of white smoke returned to Xie Zhen's cigarette stick. After the half-hu people dispersed, the Liuxiang Pavilion was in a mess, with overturned tables, chairs and benches everywhere, and an unpleasant smell remained in the air.

Xie Zhen didn't care about the surroundings, he just lowered his slender eyes, got rid of the indifferent and gentle disguise in front of others, and looked at the person in his arms very seriously.

It's a pity that Ye Ge's face is covered in messy paint, it's really too difficult to distinguish his original appearance.

He frowned slightly, and took out a white handkerchief from nowhere, and wiped it with seemingly no effort, but the oil paint was completely removed wherever he reached.

A clean little pigeon.

In this way, Xie Zhencai seemed satisfied, and covered Ye Ge with his long black coat, and walked out of Liuxiang Pavilion with him in his arms.

"Third Master." In front of the hanging flower door outside Liuxiang Pavilion, a tall man has been waiting for a long time. This man's name is Cheng Liu. When he saw Xie Zhen walk out, he immediately rushed over with brisk steps.

Xie Zhen nodded his head at him, then turned his eyes slightly behind him, and said lightly: "Clean up the inside."

"Yes."

Cheng Liu responded in a low voice, his eyes secretly fell on Ye Ge in Xie Zhen's arms.

People who have met Xie Zhen often say that Mr. Xie is as gentle as a jade, the most gentle and transparent.It's a pity that from Cheng Liu's point of view, this piece of jade has a cold heart.

But now...he seemed to feel a little warmth in the heart of this piece of jade.

"Turn around and say hello to that Wu Youdong." Xie Zhen didn't hide anything, his tone was still well-modulated and frightening: "Just talk about people, I've already taken them away."

Cheng Liu can be regarded as Xie Zhen's confidant, and the investigation of Ye Ge had also gone through his hands before, and he could hear Xie Zhen's displeasure at the moment, so he couldn't help asking: "Master, can I beat that Wu?"

Xie Zhen paused for a moment, and opened and closed her thin lips: "No need, I will do this myself."

With that said, he hugged Ye Ge and continued to walk forward.

When he went north to return to the palace, his life and death were uncertain, so he didn't dare to bring people with him.After he was able to return home safely, the first thing he thought of was to take his little pigeon out of this cage, but he didn't want to be put on a table by that Wu Youdong...

Behind him, the drama upstairs in Changxiang had already dispersed, Xie Zhen carried Ye Ge to the main entrance of Fuyue troupe theater garden, and the vermilion threshold was in front of him, but Xie Zhen didn't step over it.

The weather this night was good, with no wind or snow, but a clear full moon, everything was peaceful and comfortable.

But what Xie Zhen saw was different.

Countless white silk threads pulled out from every corner of the Fuyue Troupe Theater, like sinister white snakes, biting Ye Ge's body firmly, turning his body into a puppet with strings.

Xie Zhen closed his eyes tightly, and in an instant, the half-bottle in the walking stick surged out with evil-like anger.With the momentum of turbulent seas and rivers, he rushed to the countless white lines behind Ye Ge, biting violently.

Seeing that the last white thread was about to be cut off, Ye Ge groaned in pain.

Xie Zhen immediately lowered his head and looked at the frown of the man in his arms because of the discomfort. The dragon stopped immediately and hung in mid-air unwillingly.

"Okay, very good." Xie Zhen finally understood the function of the white line. He laughed back in anger, and with a shake of his right hand, he recalled all the half-bottles in the void.Turning around and looking back at Fuyueban in the night, the hand holding Ye Ge subconsciously tightened slightly.

He could feel that the white line on Ye Ge's body was a formation deliberately laid down by someone.That person was using this method to make Fu Yueban absorb Ye Ge's luck all the time.

Xie Zhen naturally didn't care about the rise and fall of Fuyueban, but if he forcibly cut off the white thread at this moment, he might hurt Ye Ge--

Thinking of this, Xie Zhen couldn't help lowering his head. At this moment, Ye Ge had a high fever again in his arms, his cheeks were hot and red, but he was sleeping very peacefully.

If you want to take Ye Ge away from here safely, you must grab the person behind the formation. Xie Zhen closed his eyes, and stretched out his hand to gently brush Ye Ge's closed eyebrows.

"No matter who you are, you will always be caught by me."

Xie Zhen sneered one last time, put Ye Ge's coat back together, turned around and walked back to the theater with him in his arms.