Weird Talker

Chapter 127 Past and Present
Yang's face was livid, and his lips trembled.

Yan Xiao kept shaking her head and kept saying no.

Shen Kai's entire face was completely ferocious, with tears streaming down his face.

Chen Zhiyuan's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth.

Xinxin was the craziest, she kept scratching her face, leaving bloodstains, and even left flesh and blood under her nails without stopping.

Yu Chenglin's face was full of fear, and his pupils dilated to the extreme.

Xu Yi was smiling, but his eyes were full of tears.

Zhong Xueran looked devastated, regretful, and her collapsed emotions were vividly displayed on her body.

Nie Yunzhen shrank into a ball, hugging his shoulders tightly, trembling all over.

In the presence, everyone was evoked unbearable memories by that weird singing voice.

Only the two remained indifferent.

One... is Mei Sijun who is currently shared by the "ghost in the play".

The other one is Qin Manjiang.

Qin Manjiang fell into a daze.

He saw a blank, nothing, nothing left.

He didn't know who he was, and he didn't know what he was going to do. He was at a loss, at a loss, and had no meaning.

During this period, the river had slowly risen up and submerged into the theater building. At this moment, it had overflowed the floor tiles and soaked the soles of their shoes.

Qin Manjiang glanced down, the stage was still babbling and singing, the surrounding paper figurines were making all kinds of cries and wailing, a whimpering wind was hanging on the river, and the paper figurines wrapped in paper figurines were crying and crying Circling in the theatre.

The river... is getting higher and higher.

Qin Manjiang's heart was gradually sinking.

He pushed Xu Yi beside him.

"Hey! Wake up!"

Xu Yixiao had tears in his eyes, but he still couldn't wake up.

Qin Manjiang stretched out his hand to push Xinxin on the other side again. This time, he didn't care whether he would disturb the "ghost" who was singing on the stage, and shouted: "Wake up!"

However, as soon as he spoke, he realized that his voice was rough and thin, which was exactly the same as the voice that announced the "opening" just now.

The sound was not human, but more like the sound made when paper was crumpled into a ball.

Qin Manjiang was startled. He reached out and touched his face. The feeling was... paper? !
I'm a paper man too? !

An unbelievable sense of absurdity welled up in my heart. At this moment, the river had overflowed the floor tiles, submerging the soles of everyone's feet.

Qin Manjiang was shocked to find that, including himself, everyone's feet soaked in water had turned into a piece of wet paper at this moment!

Want to run?

It's impossible, not only can't leave the chair, even if you leave, it's impossible for the limp "paper feet" to walk!

"Don't waste your time."

Mei Sijun stared blankly at the stage.

"This is the real Huangquan opera, in the land of Huangquan, the opera sung for those who go down to Huangquan."

"After hearing this, can the living survive?" He turned his head and glanced at Qin Manjiang.

Qin Manjiang reached over Xinxin and grabbed Mei Sijun by the collar: "Who the hell are you?"

"I'm Mei Sijun, I'm also Lin Yanqing, and even more... Li Yunxiu."

She turned her head, and at this moment, three beautiful faces appeared at the same time, constantly changing!
"You!" Qin Manjiang slowly loosened his grip on his collar, his heart was inexplicably shocked, and the vague sense of weirdness he had been feeling all this time was finally confirmed.

That's right... why is only Mei Sijun having that dream?
Why did Mei Sijun and Lin Yanqing share the same body?
Why does Lin Yanqing know everything about Li Yunxiu?

She knew the details, which had surpassed the level of rumors.

"I just found out that I am Li Yunxiu." Mei Sijun murmured.

"Qin Manjiang," he looked at Qin Manjiang seriously, "You are actually very similar to me."

Qin Manjiang's heart beat suddenly: "What do you mean?"

Mei Sijun shook his head and asked: "If one day, another consciousness suddenly appears in your head, it tells you... In fact, you are another person, and then you find that your short twenty years of memory, What do you do when it's just a moment in another person's long memory?"

Qin Manjiang was stopped by his question.

Qin Manjiang's self-awareness has become more and more at a loss since he entered the world of ghost stories.

After having Butterfly Island and this "soul" out-of-body experience, he was even more convinced that the body named "Qin Manjiang" was more like a bondage to him.

It constantly regulates his every word and deed. In fact, just like the friend Qin Manjiang subconsciously chose and the "clown" he chose this time, he is a somewhat cynical person in his bones.

But his body won't allow him to be that kind of person.

It seems that he should be gentle, he should be eloquent, and he should be well-informed.

Such a "Qin Manjiang" is very good.

But not him.

Qin Manjiang couldn't answer Mei Sijun's question, the river was still spreading upwards, and the wet places were all turned back to paper.

Mei Sijun looked up at the moon hanging high behind the theater building, heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "This is... a strange story that appeared in Li Yunxiu's time."

Qin Manjiang stared at him blankly, and Mei Sijun said slowly: "Yes, you heard me right, this strange talk has been going on for more than 100 years, or even farther away, Li Yunxiu, or...the me before, was also played by strange talk For the selected person, she has to crack the [Huangquan Opera] within seven days, but how can the Huangquan Opera be broken? Li Yunxiu doesn't know."

"She discovered the tomb under the well, saw the legend of the Taoist and the five-headed ghost, and she learned about the role of Yuchan."

"But at this time... she also discovered the abnormality of the class leader Zhao Qigong."

"Zhao Qigong seems to be a person who has lived for a long time. She saw him suck the flesh and blood of the troupe members and turn them into living dead like mummies."

"She found a jade cicada in his mouth, which is the soul-depressing thing in the legend of the Taoist and the five ghosts!"

"But at this time, the seven-day time limit is almost here."

"She didn't want to die...so she stole Zhao Qigong's jade cicada, jumped into the well with it in her mouth, and drowned herself."

"She is a unique person with a hermaphrodite body and a double soul. Yuchan preserved her main soul, so that her thoughts still exist, and she becomes a ghost-like existence, but she thinks like a human being."

"The other half of her soul, however, was scattered in the world, possessed by an unborn fetus, and became... Lin Yanqing."

Mei Sijun's narration made Qin Manjiang unbelievable, and Mei Sijun himself was in a daze: "Maybe it's fate, Lin Yanqing vaguely remembered that he had a sister who sang in [Nanzhifang], so she also came .”

Mei Sijun looked at Qin Manjiang and smiled: "Li Yunxiu is not dead, and the time limit for the strange talk has not ended yet, and her other half soul, Lin Yanqing, will continue to be reincarnated, and will be selected by the strange talk game again and again, going to […] Nanzhifang], time and time again... die here, and start the next reincarnation."

"This time... it's me."

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