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"Old village chief, it's not good, something serious happened."

When several villagers carried me tied up and carried to the door, someone outside the door suddenly shouted with a flashlight.

The old village chief's face was not very calm, and he said in a sullen tone.

"What's your name? Say something quickly!"

A farmer put his head into the door, and said with a frightened face: "Village chief, come out and see! He's dead again!"

Yes, he said yes again.

This shows that this is not the first time that people have died in the village.

Now the few villagers present directly exploded the pot!The old village chief's face was extremely gloomy, and he said lividly, "Go, go out and have a look!"

Several villagers did not put me down alone, but carried me out of the door, rushed out of the yard, and saw the old elm tree on the opposite side...

There was a dead body hanging.

I'm afraid I'm going to be late, and I'm about to encounter something scary!
This made me feel even more uneasy!

The old village head looked up at the sky, and said with a sullen face, "It's almost time, don't miss the hour, the drama will start soon, hurry up and carry the person over, and get the corpse back!"

After putting away the wooden sign, I pointed to the empty bench under the stage and asked:

I took a deep breath and fixed my eyes for a closer look, only to see the two inverted triangular eyes of Er Laizi staring so wide!The muscles on the face have been completely deformed, and the expression is full of resentment and unwillingness!
I'm even more sure he didn't kill himself!There is no reason to commit suicide... If I guess correctly, he was killed by something!

The body was dirty, it looked like a garbage picker, and the hair was even more messy and like a chicken coop!
After seeing the mean-looking facial features of the hanging corpse, I almost couldn't help crying out.

First of all, the old punishment he said should be the last name of the old village chief.

After speaking, he slowly came towards me, walked in and stretched out his hand.

The troupe owner said, "Don't move, I will untie your rope!"

"Boss, what are the candles on the bench?"

The corpse hanging from the tree...is the bum!

I said, "Look at me, did I come here voluntarily?"

A trace of panic flashed across his face, and the old village chief laughed dryly: "Except for the theater troupe and designated audience, other living people must avoid this dirty show! Even if you hide from a distance, you can't watch it!"

The stage was set up in the middle of the crossroads. There were various paper figurines, incense burner tributes and other things on the stage, and there were several rows of wooden benches under the stage!

The so-called insidious drama... What the hell is it?Since it is sung for ghosts, does it really matter if I am a living person present?
What should I do if something dirty comes to the stands later?
I thought about Fengshan Village, but this is completely different from that.

I didn't expect that he actually untied the rope for me. My arms and legs were so painful that I twisted and eased. I raised my head and said to him, "Are you not afraid that I will run away?"

Just thinking about it, the troupe owner came over and said hello to me.

After finishing speaking, the old village chief and the others left without looking back.

The theater troupe owner saw that I was trapped, squinted his eyes and said to himself: "Our theater troupe specializes in singing dirty operas for the countryside, and we have been doing it for some years!"

Hearing what the boss said, I couldn't help but gasp, it turned out that this was a so-called dirty trick!

"Oh? Why do you say that?" I asked puzzled.

Because at that time, I had sent her to see another world.

The scene in front of them scared the seven or eight villagers present out of their wits, and several of them dared not approach. The old village chief's face was ashen, and he was about to say something.

The old village chief smiled awkwardly at me, "Girl, you will listen to the arrangement of the troupe boss later, this dirty show is just a formality, the scene is lively, nothing will happen!"

And this theater...is actually at the crossroads outside the village!

"A bum."

Hearing this made my scalp tingle!The old village chief smiled again, and said, "Come to my house after the play! I'll cleanse you up!"

But Er Laizi definitely did not hang himself for no reason, it seems to be other reasons.Still, the old village chief had seen a lot of worldly things. At that time, he kept a dark face and said nothing. He took out a butcher's knife from his house and cut the rope.

He just came back from the cemetery two hours ago, how could he be hanged in the village all of a sudden?
Many villagers surrounded the scene, and everyone was dumbfounded!When the wind blows, the corpse on the tree dangles, not to mention how eerie it looks!
The first thought in my head was the female worker in white, but after a second thought, I dismissed this idea.

"These empty seats are just for them! When the show starts later, if the candle on any bench lights up, it means there is a ghost... sit on it!"

"Little girl, I heard from Lao Xing that you were sent by his family to watch the show?"

I looked down and saw that the wooden signboard was rough in workmanship, with a skull pattern drawn on it with a black pen, but there was nothing special about it.

But at this moment, suddenly heard the sound of a gong beating outside the village.

That should be the daughter-in-law of the old village chief. She looks quite ordinary, but there is a mole on the left side of her forehead. Because it is a black and white posthumous photo, it looks particularly pervasive under the reflection of the candle.

She had let go of her obsessions, not to mention that the second-timer was so frightened that when he ran to the village, the white-clothed female worker had no chance of harming her.

These should be the stands, but when I looked over, I saw a candle standing on each bench, and in front of the bench in the middle of the stand, there was a portrait of a deceased.

"If it were someone else, I would have been terrified by now, but judging from the girl's expression, I can tell that she is not an ordinary person!" After speaking, the boss took out a wooden sign with a smile, stuffed it into my hand, and said: "Everyone in our troupe has this wooden card! When you go to the theater later, you hold it in your hand. If any dirt comes, it will know that you are an invited audience, so that they will not harm you. of!"

The troupe owner is a bald middle-aged man with a friendly face. Hearing the boss ask me this question, I feel a little funny.

"Otherwise... Hun'er will be hooked away by dirty things!"

The boss turned his head, pointed at Xing Yan's remains, and said, "It stands to reason that this sinister show was sung for the deceased! But it will inevitably attract lonely souls and wild ghosts passing by to listen to the show!"

"Relax your mind and just go to the theater! Nothing will happen!"

"Others can, but girl, you can't." The boss smiled at me a little bit treacherously.

I stared at their backs, and saw that they were walking very slowly at the beginning. After walking more than ten meters, these people started to trot in a panic!

Several villagers bravely carried me out, and surrounded by a group of people, I was brought to the theater.

Seeing that he was about to leave, I struggled a few times to no avail, so I simply gave up and said in confusion, "Since it's a dirty show, and the live people suppress it, why don't you just sit here and watch?"

"What are you doing?" I said uneasily with a straight face.

No wonder there are so many benches!They are all for ghosts!Imagine that all the candles on the benches will be lit up later... How terrifying is that picture?

Looking at the empty benches under the stage, I felt chills down my spine, so I asked the boss.

"How many ghosts came to see the show?"

The boss is here. Hearing my question, he didn't look too scared, and shook his head.

"That's not sure! At least seven or eight will come? And it's not necessarily all ghosts... There may be other dirty things!"