Weird Talker

Chapter 126

Qin Manjiang was very surprised. He looked at the stage again. Since Lin Yanqing was here, the sound of singing just now on the stage caused the world to change color. Who was the woman who was transferred here with the paper figurines?

Wait... Although Mei Sijun's tone of voice is his, but his current appearance is still Lin Yanqing!

Sure enough, Chen Zhiyuan immediately asked, "Who are you?"

Mei Sijun kept walking, came to sit down at the last seat beside the round wooden table, and said, "Mei Sijun. If you are asking about this body, her name is Lin Yanqing."

"There's no need to guess," Shen Kai coughed, his face pale unsightly, "It is true that all five jade cicadas were found, which led to the current situation."

Everyone looked at Shen Bai, only to find that his entire forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his face and lips were very white.

"You are hurt?"

Chen Zhiyuan asked.

"I tripped over an ant." Shen Kai said sweating.

Yan Xiao glanced at him: "Stop talking."

Then he looked at everyone and said: "Under the well is an ancient tomb, which is connected to the river outside. Inside the tomb is a ghost of unknown origin with five heads, which was suppressed by a Taoist with five jade cicadas."

"That's why he said that finding five jade cicadas was the cause of the accident, and it came out."

Just as Yan Xiao finished speaking, Xu Yi suddenly said, "Huh? I can't stand up?"

After he spoke, everyone realized that under the stage, next to the tables and chairs, as long as they sat down, they couldn't stand up.

Although I can turn around and talk, I just can't get up and leave the table!

"Mr. Mei, why were we teleported here, but you came here?" Qin Manjiang tried it, and after finding that he really couldn't stand up, he asked suddenly.

Mei Sijun shook his head slightly. He looked at everyone and said, "Because the body I am currently attached to is a ghost in the play, and you are people in the play."

He looked towards the stage and said in a low voice: "Red lanterns are hung on the four corners, and when the lights are lit, it means that the show is about to start. One point and one hanging of these four lanterns means that the good show is about to begin."

Everyone followed Mei Sijun's gaze towards the stage.

"See the small rooms on the left and right? That's for the accompanist."

As soon as Mei Sijun finished speaking, red lights lit up in every corner of the theater building.

There was silence all around, and on the dark sky, a round of hairy yellow moon rose up and landed just behind the theater building. The moonlight shone on the "person" standing on the stage, casting a long shadow.

Then, in the small room on the left and right sides, two stiff figures appeared, which looked like paper figurines.

One of them is carrying a gong and the other is playing a drum.

thump—

Clang——

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

"This is the gong and drum to invite people to watch a play. The troupe will not start until the audience has all their eyes on the stage."

Mei Sijun talked about the doorway here.

Soon, a figure appeared in the wing room next to the stage, drummers, flute players, big gongs, small gongs, erhu... Behind the two curtains blocking the entrance and exit of the stage and backstage, there were dense footsteps, It seems to be stepping on everyone's heart, making the bottom of my heart thump.

"Everyone... we are not watching a play, we are acting as spectators. The meat of the play is coming, and the people in the play are dead, but we want to live. After the opening of the Huangquan play... everyone, please pray for luck."

After Mei Sijun finished speaking, everyone heard a high-pitched voice saying: "Let's start!"

The sound of footsteps in the background suddenly stopped, and the theater building was as silent as a cemetery.

Qin Manjiang suddenly heard the sound of rushing water, he turned his head and looked behind him...

The place that was supposed to be a gravel road has turned into a dark river at this moment!
The river is wide and flat, and has completely surrounded the theater building. There are no boats, no reeds, only the dark water and the night, and you can't see the shore at a glance.

Others naturally also heard the sound of water. This [Nanzhifang] was submerged in the blink of an eye, leaving only the stage.

"call……"

Zhong Xueran let out a breath slowly, she had never experienced the ultimate game, and now it finally gave her some sense of oppression.

Seems like... nowhere to run?
The theater building surrounded by the black river, the paper figurines listening to the opera, and the ghosts singing the opera.

How can I escape from this place?

Zhong Xueran glanced at Yang, who was still looking at the vast and boundless river, as if he was thinking about something.

Can you really escape from here?
Zhong Xueran has no confidence in his heart. Under normal circumstances, just finding five jade cicadas is enough to kill most players.

They are senior players, ten seats, and the smartest group of people in this death game, but even if they found Yu Chan, they did not open their way to life.

Instead... the final stage of death was opened.

The dim moonlight shone on the surface of the river, not only did the river not become brighter, but it became darker and deeper.

The theater building is like a giant, reflected in the river water, the river water rattles, and the sound of gongs and drums becomes more and more urgent and louder.

At this moment, the sound of gongs and drums suddenly stopped!
The whole world became quiet again, the river was silent, and Night Breeze was nowhere to be seen.

Qin Manjiang and the others also held their breath, only to hear a hoarse and deep string sound coming from the stage.

The voice penetrated into everyone's eyes, and everyone felt a blur in front of them.

Looking up at the actor in the middle of the stage, she didn't move at all, but paper figurines with strange postures turned somersaults and came up from the entrance and exit!

The gongs and drums rang again at this moment!

Boom, boom, boom—

one...two...three...

The eleven paper figurines turned somersaults, flew into the air, burrowed into the ground, and even stepped on each other's shoulders, stacked up the arhat, fell several meters high, then fell forward, rolled onto the stage, and disappeared. He was struggling, but he disappeared after rolling and rolling. He didn't know when he stepped off the stage, and he didn't know where he went.

At this time, there was only a bang, and the drummer beat the drum vigorously. The yellow moon seemed to gather all the splendor and shine on the person in the center of the stage.

As soon as she moved her foot, a pair of cloud climbing boots were exposed, and then... the water sleeves all over the sky began to dance.

Qin Manjiang and the others lost their minds in an instant, staring straight at the stage.

The actor on the stage has already started singing.

As soon as she spoke, Mei Sijun and Yu Chenglin were startled.

What libretto is this?Why can't I understand at all?

Not only the libretto, but the way of singing is also very strange. It is not the previous "Exploring the Yin Mountain", nor is it "Suo Lin Nang". Which drama is this singing?Which play is it again?

The tone of the singing was strange and inexplicable, but it was particularly ear-catching, listening to it... Everyone's body began to shake their heads involuntarily.

Under the euphemistically sad, weird and bizarre singing tune, everyone's own memory appeared in their minds.

It's like singing the most profound picture in their lives so far.

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