Build the underworld from scratch!

Chapter 94 【】Weird stage!
On the shore ahead, a starlight shines through the thick fog.

"This lantern can be seen clearly no matter how thick the fog is. It should be a supernatural item." Suddenly, the Bewitching Demon said.

Several of his men immediately looked ashore greedily.

"Hmph, bewitching demon, don't pull us if you want to die. That white lantern is obviously for guidance. I don't know if it will be there again if it is taken away. Guess there is no signpost in this place. Those who want to take a boat Will the ghost settle accounts with you?" Lu Yiting said with a sneer.

"Don't worry, I won't implicate you. If we want to take it, we will only take it before we leave." The bewitching demon said in an old way.

Seeing that Lu Yiting couldn't move him, he had no choice but to be more careful for a while.

At this time, everyone heard the sound of singing from not far away.

"The sound of silk and bamboo is full of ancient charm." Lu Yiting listened carefully and said.

Xiao Wu also said engrossedly: "Yeah, although I can't understand it, it sounds very pleasant."

Lin Sisi reminded everyone: "Okay, everyone, don't listen to it too much. I don't know where this music comes from and what effect it has. Try not to sink into it."

"That's right, now all ghost ships pass by are places of supernatural powers, and it's impossible for this opera troupe to be an ordinary opera troupe. Be careful, everyone." Lu Yiting also became alert.

The dense fog on the shore gradually faded, and at the end of the lawn, it turned out to be an open-air stage.

On the stage, a few people dressed in gorgeous costumes were vaguely seen, singing, reciting and fighting, and the back and forth were graceful.

And there are a few people sitting on the edge of the stage, playing and singing.

No matter how you look at it, it is a regular troupe.

There are several rows of chairs under the stage, which are almost full.

"So many..." Lu Yiting and the bewitching demon changed their expressions at the same time.

This site is not like the wilderness before, only two or three ghosts come and go. Will all the ghosts under the stage get on the boat after watching the show?
When the boat approached the shore, there was a splash of water on the side of the boat, and ghost-faced sharks started to jump up again, trying to rush into the cabin.

This time, Lin Sisi heard the sound of pecking on the ship's side.

"By the way, this boat has been sailing in the water for a long time, and the boards on the side of the boat have been soaked." Lin Sisi's eyes were fixed, and she hurriedly told Lu Yiting about it.

"After the boards under your feet, are the side boards also under attack?" Lu Yiting said solemnly, "People sitting on the left and right seats should pay attention, if the boards start to get wet, they should stay away from them." .”

At this time, stiff footsteps came from behind.

Everyone's heart tightened, and they sat down in their seats without squinting.

The smell of earth came from behind, and the sound of clothes rubbing became more and more clear.

Sun Ming was sitting on the seat, his heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out of his chest.

He even felt the ghost's clothes brush against his cheek.

After the ghost walked by, he had no strength and collapsed on the seat.

"Are you okay?" Lin Sisi noticed his condition and asked him.

Sun Ming burst into tears: "I'm not good."

"Anchor, can I leave a message in your live broadcast room? I want to leave a will."

"Oh, okay, no problem." Lin Sisi was also very confused when she met someone who borrowed the live broadcast room to leave a will for the first time.

She pointed the camera at Sun Ming, and Sun Ming began to say: "If there are my friends, classmates, acquaintances... in front of the camera, please record a screen for me. If I don't go back this time, please put Send the video to my parents."

"Dad, Mom, I may not be able to go back, this place is too scary. Li Bing and the others are both dead, and I am the only one left. But I am an ordinary person, maybe something unexpected happens and I will be gone..."

Just as Sun Ming was explaining his funeral, the barrage in the live broadcast room frantically swiped.

"Long time to see you, someone posted a will in the live broadcast room."

"That's because only the host's ability can use the live broadcast Unicom signal, otherwise he won't even be able to keep this video, and he will just wait until he dies and throws him into the river and turns into a skeleton."

"But he might really have trouble getting through it, because I've also heard of this ghost ship. The elders of my division said that they have never heard of ordinary people being able to survive."

"Not to mention the endless stream of ghosts and ghosts, even if it's the dark wind on the river, people will disappear after a few hours of blowing."

"If he can really get off the ship alive and return to the real world, 749 will probably recruit him specially, the potential is huge!"

……

Lin Sisi sympathized with Sun Ming, but now there are more important things in front of her.

The singing was still going on on the stage, and a few of the shadowy audience had already stood up.

"Is it true that if the singing on the stage is over, all the ghosts in the audience will get up?" Lin Sisi suddenly thought of a terrible thing.

"Very likely." Lu Yiting said solemnly.

"I think I've heard of this troupe before." Didi's voice also trembled.

"Look, there seems to be a big red butterfly hanging on the ceiling of that stage?"

Lin Sisi zoomed in on the camera, and sure enough, she saw a red butterfly fluttering its wings, hanging from the ceiling with a red rope, swinging in the wind.

"That theatrical troupe should be a very famous troupe in the period of the Republic of China, called the Red Butterfly Troupe."

"They were ordinary people, but after an adventure, they all became supernatural beings."

"There are quite a lot of people in the troupe. There are roles such as Qing Dan Jing Wei Chou, masters who play and sing, and even odd jobs."

"Because there are so many people and they are in a group. Although the level of abilities is not very high, no one wants to mess with them."

"And it is said that one of their abilities is to increase the abilities of the audience. Many sects have made friends with them, and many forces want to recruit them."

"But they disappeared later, and they didn't expect to come here."

"According to this, are they still alive?" Lu Yiting said incredulously.

"I don't know. Things in the period of the Republic of China were very mysterious. Because there was a fault during that period, many things were lost."

"Leaving this aside, does anyone know what is being sung now? How long will it last? Will it finish before the boat sails?" Lin Sisi asked seriously.

Everyone in the boat is silent, none of them are engaged in art...

Fortunately, someone in the live broadcast room answered.

"This is "The Romance of the West Chamber" by Yue Opera, and it's still in its first fold, so I can't finish singing it in 10 minutes. It should be said that it's just started."

"It is rumored that the operas of the Red Butterfly Troupe can forget the customs and even improve the listeners' abilities. Can the anchor let us listen to it as soon as we get off the boat?"

"Upstairs, are you trying to tell the anchor to seek death? There is no time to escape from this ghostly place."

"Upstairs, if it is confirmed that it is really the theater troupe of supernatural beings from the Republic of China, I am afraid that many people will want to take the ghost ship to find this place."

"The whereabouts of this ghost ship are uncertain. Who knows when and which station will return to this stage again? Just dream."

"Besides, the Red Butterfly Squad back then was human, but the current Red Butterfly Squad is probably all ghosts. Is listening to their plays really the same as when they were humans? Wouldn't it be killing people indiscriminately?"

……

Lin Sisi watched the dispute in the live broadcast room, unmoved.

"Our task this time is to go back after a few stops, and leave other things alone."

Lu Yiting also agreed: "We are not familiar with the situation here, let's go back and talk about it first."

But they didn't see the flash of light in the eyes of the bewitching demon and others when they heard the red butterfly class.

The two ghosts at the back had already disembarked, walked to the stage and sat down. As expected, there were only five empty seats left on the boat.

And among the audience who were supposed to sit well, five of them stood up.

"Not good!" Lu Yiting frowned, "If these ghosts get on the boat, it will be full."

(End of this chapter)