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Shaking the raindrops off his body, Tang Feng approached the tea house, turned his head to look around, and then walked towards an inconspicuous place. There was an old man listening to an opera.

The old man half-lyed on the seat, squinting his eyes and looking at the storytelling place. His old face was full of wrinkles, and his skin seemed to be a piece of dry bark.

Tang Feng put the umbrella in the wastebasket next to the table, and sat down, but the old man ignored him, didn't even look at him, and a hoarse voice came out of the old man's mouth, "I, don't fight table, you leave immediately."

Tang Feng was not angry when he heard the old man's words, he smiled lightly and imitated the old man, found a comfortable posture, and sat down.

The old man saw that Tang Feng didn't walk but went forward, he was faintly angry, he just wanted to reprimand Tang Feng, but he stopped, because at this time the old man's eyes had already seen Tang Feng.

The old man got up and cupped his hands, and said to Tang Feng, "I didn't expect that the master is so young, but he has such profound knowledge. It's because the old man is blind. Please don't be offended, master. Sit down, and I'll leave now." After finishing speaking, The old man leaned on crutches and went out.

Tang Feng curled the corner of his mouth and said in a low voice: "You don't have to play with me, if I want to touch you, I'll do it when I entered the door just now. I came here today to inquire about something, but I didn't expect to meet you You are an interesting person... you should be called a living corpse."

As soon as the word "living corpse" came out, the old man straightened up instantly, his aura slowly rose, and he even made an attacking posture.

Tang Feng looked at the old man, and said helplessly: "Master, you can take a rest, I don't have time to mind your business, I just want to chat with you." After finishing speaking, Tang Feng poured a cup of tea and pushed it in the direction of the old man pushed.

With a little hesitation in his eyes, the old man sat down anyway, and returned to his old appearance.

"What do you want to ask?" There was vigilance in his tone.

Tang Feng looked at him and said, "Not much nonsense, I want to ask about the fire twenty years ago, do you know?"

"The magic stage is on fire?" the old man lowered his voice.

"Yes, you know?" Tang Feng's voice was positive.

Hearing Tang Feng's words, the old man seemed to let go of his vigilance, took a sip of tea and said slowly, "It happened twenty years ago..."

"Get to the point!" Tang Feng rolled his eyes, he didn't know it was twenty years ago?

"Oh, listen to me!! It happened about twenty years ago."

Tang Feng:

"At that time, magic dramas were much more popular than they are now, and they had to be staged every year and festival. At that time, the cast leader was still the old cast leader. At that time, Hua Dan was called Sister Yanqiu, and she was Zong Hua's biological mother."

After taking a sip of tea, the old man continued: "Sister Yanqiu was very popular back then, and her spirit was also high. After all, her singing skills were there, but just a few days before the Yulan Festival, something happened. Since that scene, there have been accidents in almost every scene. Later, Sister Yanqiu was replaced by her follower."

"She also went to the leader of the class, and it is said that she was unspoken, tsk tsk tsk. But that little follower is young, and she also had an affair with the leader of the class. After that, sister Yanqiu didn't make it to the stage. It's really pitiful."

"It is said that reincarnation of cause and effect is the retribution of heaven. On the Yulan Festival, Sister Yanqiu locked everyone in the theater and set a fire on it. The fire killed everyone, even the class leader. , is also dead."

"At that time, the world was chaotic and no one was in charge. Sister Yanqiu took over the troupe. After a period of calm, one morning, she was found dead on the stage with a sharp weapon stuck in her chest. Yes, maybe he died with the ghost."

This is the end of the story, Tang Feng fell into deep contemplation, it seems that the task this time is really not easy, there are many ghosts who died, and they seem to retain their habits before they were alive, and they did not blindly harm others. Appears from time to time, traces are hard to find.

...asking for flowers...

The old man looked at Tang Feng who was in a daze, hesitantly, as if he wanted to say something.

While he was hesitating, Tang Feng came back to his senses and looked into his eyes. Tang Feng tried to ask, "Is there anything else you can do? Or do you need my help?"

"After all, living corpses are not easy to see. There is one zombie in a hundred zombies, and only one walking corpse in a hundred zombies, and only one living corpse in a thousand walking corpses. The right time, place and people.”

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The old man gritted his teeth and said to Tang Feng, "I still have a favor that I need your help with, but it's a bit dangerous, I won't force you, after it's done, you can ask me to do anything.

"I want you to help me kill someone..."

"Um?"

"Ding, the side mission is released: help the old living corpse to kill the corpse exorcist, you can get 5,000 horror points, and a B-level horror drama movie! Does the host accept it?"

Tang Feng's brain turned quickly, "Accept!" How can there be no reason not to eat the fat in his mouth?

But his luck is really good, this can trigger side missions, it is really God's help.

Recommend a very good new book: Wulin Gaiden: Killing Explosive Equipment, friends who are interested can read it, thank you for your support!

-begging.