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Dragging a heavy suitcase, Zong Hua walked home slowly along the road in his memory. He hadn't come back for more than ten years. Some old buildings had been demolished, but some were still standing upright.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew by, and the sweat-soaked back felt a bit of coolness. Looking up, he realized that he had come to a slightly remote alley, and there was no passer-by around him, only a slight fire in the distance, as if someone was burning paper.

The surrounding atmosphere was a little quiet and weird, and Zong Hua couldn't help speeding up his pace. Just as he was about to approach a truck, a burst of miserable crying came through, intermittently. Hearing carefully, it was the cry of a child. The old lady who burned the paper heard the cry, and immediately grabbed the granddaughter beside her, and left quickly without burning the paper. The atmosphere was a bit weird, and Zong Hua's footsteps became faster.

"Are you going to walk over like this?" A deep voice came from Zong Hua's side in the dark night. Looking down, Zong Hua found that it was a beggar leaning against the stone pillar, and that beggar was none other than Tang Feng. .

"What?" Zong Hua asked Tang Feng as if he didn't hear clearly.

Tang Feng was half lying on the ground, wrapped the newspaper around his body, and said lazily: "Walking in this way, you will be entangled by unclean things.

Feeling cold sweat dripping from his head, Zong Hua's voice trembled a little, "What the hell is there, don't talk nonsense!"

"Didn't you hear it yourself? Why don't you dare to admit it? I just want to help you." Tang Hao said without raising his head.

"I..." Zong Hua shook his head, spit out what he wanted to say, and raised his legs to continue walking down.

With a "crash", Tang Feng took out a handful of change from his broken bowl and scattered it beside a truck that Zong Hua was about to pass by. Zong Hua just wanted to question Tang Feng loudly.

Suddenly, he saw a pair of pale hands reaching out from under the truck and grabbing the change on the ground. Through the street light, he vaguely saw a little boy under the car. Half of the boy's face was skinless, with big eyeballs exposed, looking at him with a smile.

The boy opened his black mouth, "Ah" a sharp cry sounded, and Zong Hua felt dizzy for a while and lost consciousness. He seemed to see a figure standing in front of him before he fell into a coma.

Tang Feng looked at the boy under the car, with a flash of lightning in his body, he said "Get out" lightly, and the things around him that were about to move disappeared in an instant.

When he opened his eyes, it was the glare of the sun, Zong Hua's head regained a little clarity, and then he remembered that he was walking last night, why did he suddenly fall asleep?

"Where am I?" Looking at Tang Feng beside him, Zong Hua asked in a daze.

"Can't you see it yourself?"

"I just slept under this flyover all night?"

"I even covered you with a newspaper." Tang Feng looked at Zong Hua teasingly.

After being silent for a while, Zong Hua stood up and bowed to Tang Feng, thank you for your reminder last night, and thank you for saving me, I will repay your kindness. After speaking, he took out all the money in his wallet and handed it to Tang Feng.

Tang Feng looked at Zong Hua with disdain gradually showing on his face, I don't want your money.

"Then what do you want? I will try my best to satisfy you."

"Are you still short of people?"

"...Do you know what I do?" Zong Hua was a little surprised, and blurted out. Then he realized that he was being rude, and he thought to himself, "He knows that I came back this time to help my dad watch the opera troupe. What?" Not only did Tang Feng have a slight doubt.

Tang Feng smiled slightly, "I just want to see that you are well-dressed, so I asked casually, so don't think too much about it."

Zong Hua stared at Tang Feng for a while, then said: "Then come with me, I'll help you find a job, you work hard [If you can support yourself with healthy hands and feet, don't beg for food anymore."

Tang Feng grinned and said, "Okay! I'll pack up and go with you!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully getting acquainted with the hero of the Yulan Magical Art, Zong Hua, and getting 3,000 horror points. The host's only talent has been detected: uniquely blessed, and the reward has been increased tenfold. Congratulations to the host for getting 30,000 horror points!"

In this way, Tang Feng followed Zong Hua into his troupe.

It's a pity that everyone didn't wait to see Zong Hua, and Tang Feng was rejected together.

Zong Hua's father is Xiaotian, who runs a theater troupe in Hong Kong. Zong Hua originally went to the mainland to do business, but he was cheated of money by 163, so he had to go home in a mess. broke up.

Zong Hua has a half-sister named Jingjing, and Jingjing is even more like a stranger to Zong Hua, with a bad attitude. In the theater troupe there is a leading actress, everyone calls her Miss Xiaoyan.

Tang Feng has been here for a few days, and this is all he knows for the time being. These days are very peaceful, but one day Zong Hua received a mysterious phone call, and everything became unusual.

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