The Evil Way of the Heavens

  Chapter 28 Jiu Shu Qiusheng is busy saving the field, and the ghost plays people listen to the conspiracy

   "Hurry up, it's late, Wencai should be in danger." Jiu Shu picked up Qiu Sheng on his back and ran out towards the bicycle.

   "Slow down, slow down, master!" Qiu Sheng grasped the cane, really afraid of falling off Jiu Shu's back.

   "Don't talk so much nonsense, hurry up and lead the way, you will know that you will get me trouble every day." Jiu Shu put Qiu Sheng behind the bicycle and said loudly.

  I don’t know if it’s Qiusheng, literary talent, or both. Anyway, there is a feeling of hatred for iron but not steel in the tone.

   "Oh, this way."

  Qiusheng didn't know where it was, but just pointed to Jiu Shu according to the direction that Wen just told him.

   "Sit down!"

  Uncle Jiu turned around and said, riding a bicycle, rushing in the direction Qiu Sheng pointed.

On the other side, the literary talent under the stage, holding the sugar cane, said to himself: "Huh, no one will watch such a beautiful drama. I would have known it, I won't come so early, and I will occupy a seat for the master. , Can’t you use it at all!"

  While talking, she bit the sugar cane.

  The protagonist on the stage, watching Wen Cai stand alone under the stage, his complexion changed drastically, and he winked quickly and reminded him in a low voice: "Go!"

  Because he is the main sentence of this play, he can't stop halfway through and can't remind loudly.

  There was a rule in ancient times. If a play starts to sing, it cannot be stopped halfway. It must be sung until the audience leaves. They think that even if mortals don’t listen, ghosts and gods are listening.

  So singing can't stop.

  The old saying goes: Once the play begins, even if there is no one in the audience, it must be finished.

  As the saying goes: all directions listen to guests, one side is mortal, and seven sides are ghosts and gods.

  Once you have set it, you can’t stop it, whether or not anyone listens.

  This is an old rule that has been passed down, but now not everyone abides by this rule.

  (This is the rule of singing, everyone, don’t drive!)

  Wencai looked around and saw that there was no one, thinking that the protagonist on the stage was asking for applause at him, and hurriedly called: "OK" and applauded vigorously.

  The protagonist on the stage saw Wen Cai look like this, and said, "Oh oh my god, this person is hopeless." I didn't care about him, and continued to sing.

  Here, Li Li was afraid that something might happen, so he followed Dong Xiaoyu to the theater.

  The two were hiding in the dark, observing everything in the theater.

  Mo Li glanced at the theater shed. At this moment, it was already full of evil spirits and other resentful ghosts.

  In four directions, east, west, south, and north, stood a ghost chase with a white face and black eyes, holding a ghost chase order and a soul chain in his hand, wearing a black official uniform, and embroidered with a big "bad" on his chest.

  Strictly guard each exit to prevent evil spirits from escaping.

  Retracted his gaze, and Li took another look. Standing in the center, some of the second-degree literary talents flashed a smile in his eyes.

  "Did you see the person standing in the center?" Li Li pointed at Wencai and said to Xiaoyu.

  Dong Xiaoyu nodded, and said: "I saw it, my lord."

  "For a while, let your sister confuse him, and then wait for me to arrange." Mo Li said softly.

   "Yes, my lord!" Dong Xiaoyu respectfully returned, expressing his understanding.

  Mo Li glanced at Wencai, then stopped speaking, staring at the other side entrance of the stage.

  Dong Xiaoyu first glanced at Li Li, and then at the theater shed, which was a tale of nonsense: "&*#@&"

  (Author: "I don’t know what I’m talking about!")

After   , after Dong Xiaoyu finished speaking, she stood quietly behind Li Li, waiting for orders.

  At this time, outside the theater.

  A pair of mentors and apprentices stumbled.

   "Master, here it is, here it is, what Wen Cai said should be here!" Qiu Sheng, who was sitting behind the bicycle, quickly reminded.

   "Are you sure? Don't be like the previous two places, nor are they." Jiu Shu obviously didn't believe what Qiu Sheng said.

  Mainly, none of the first two places are correct.

   "It's here, Master!" Qiu Sheng immediately packed up and said, but he was panicked, not sure.

  Uncle Jiu frowned, snorted coldly, and said: "I believe you again, go in and take a look!"

  Qiusheng was somewhat despised of Uncle Jiusheng in his heart, and secretly said: "Aren't these scenes a troupe you invited yourself? You don't even know where to sing, it's all right!"

  Of course, Qiu Sheng didn't dare to say this in front of Jiu Shu, so he could only think about it in his heart.

  Uncle Jiu looked at Qiu Sheng coldly in place, and asked: "What are you doing? Don't come in with me yet."

   "Oh, here it is!" Qiusheng heard this and immediately walked over with a cane.

  The two came to the entrance of the theater. Uncle Jiu lifted a corner of the curtain at the door to observe the situation inside.

  Qiu Sheng looked at Jiu Uncle for a long time without making a sound, he was a little curious, but he also took a corner and looked inside, and found that only Qiu Sheng was alone.

   "Master, isn't Wencai okay? You see how happy he listens to the opera, and there are no ghosts!" Qiu Sheng felt that Uncle Ji exaggerated a bit.

  Uncle Nine stared when he heard the words, took out two willow leaves from his arms and handed them to Qiusheng.

   "You put it on your eyes and see if there are any ghosts, do you still think it is safe to write."

  Looking at Qiu Sheng who didn't take it seriously, Jiu felt helpless.

   "Oh," Qiusheng took two leaves, put them on his eyelids, then opened the curtain, looked inside, and immediately exclaimed: "My God, so many!"

  I have been observing Li Li at the entrance here, watching Qiu Sheng open the curtain and look inward, please say: "Huh."

   "What's wrong? My lord." Xiaoyu asked quickly.

   Mo Li heard the words, glanced at Dong Xiaoyu, then at Qiu Sheng, a plan to leave in his heart appeared, and said: "Xiaoyu, did you see that person?"

  Mo Li pointed at the door, Qiu Sheng was looking inside.

   "I see, my lord." Xiaoyu is a little curious, isn't he just a handsome guy who is a little handsome? What's so nice?

   "You will be fascinated by him for a while, and then, do you understand this way?" Mo Li asked.

  Dong Xiaoyu nodded and said, "Understood!"

  Qiusheng saw that Wencai was already full of ghosts, and immediately turned around and said, "Master, can't it be okay if you don't look at it?" It was a bit of a retreat.

   "Why don't you watch it, such a beautiful scene?" Uncle Jiu stared, and said angrily.

  "Stop making trouble, Master, what's so good about ghosts!" Qiu Sheng said directly.

   "Hmph," Uncle Ji hummed coldly, ignoring Qiu Sheng, but opened the curtain and looked inside.

  Although Qiusheng was scared in his heart, he still felt that the drama was good. He also opened the curtains and looked inside, trying not to let himself see the lonely soul inside.

  But, this thing is not something you don’t want to watch if you don’t want to.

  Although Qiusheng's eyes are looking at the two people singing on stage, he can always see everything around him from the corner of his eyes.

  Finally, I felt a little scared, so he withdrew back and asked: "Master, how come there are four white-faced men in poorly-written official uniforms?"

   "That's a ghost chase. It's the evil spirits who watched the show. They will **** them back to the underworld after the show is finished." Uncle Ji explained to Qiusheng.

"Oh, it turned out to be a ghost, I said, why is it so special!" Qiu Sheng exclaimed, "Master, since there is a ghost, Wencai will not be dangerous. After the show is finished, Wencai will come out by himself. ."

  (End of this chapter)