As promised, Xiao Xianrou, will you play the suona in the haunted house?

Chapter 3 Suona is played in the mourning hall, are you serious?
"What's wrong, what did you see?"

When I came to the lobby on the weekend, I immediately saw a pair of vermilion coffins placed in the center of the lobby. No wonder Bai Lu was frightened like this.

"Interesting, it seems that the theme of the horror house should be ghost marriage!"

My eyes lit up over the weekend, and it was a coincidence that the lyrics of the song "囍" can also be understood as a ghost marriage.

Except for the coffin, everything else in the lobby was the same as the outside, decorated very festively.

red candles.

There is Hexin wine on the table.

Under the contrast of various festive elements, the coffin became even more weird.

"There is something special about the setting of this scene. It is obviously a festive element, but there is a strong sense of death everywhere."

"The last time I went to this ghost marriage scene, it really gave me goosebumps. I almost cried when the staff emerged from the coffin!"

"It looks so exciting. I must try it if I have the chance."

"You can feel the chill even through the screen. No wonder Bai Lu was so frightened."

"This hasn't started yet. The real show will start when the staff comes in!"

In the live broadcast room, netizens saw the layout of the horror house and could feel the strange atmosphere of the scene through the screen.

"These are all props, don't be so nervous."

Weekend comforted Bai Lu and entered the lobby.

Bai Lu looked behind her. In the pitch-black night, there was a faint blue will-o'-the-wisp floating by.

"Wait for me!"

Bai Lu didn't dare to stay outside, so she bit the bullet and followed the weekend into the lobby.

Horror house backstage.

"Attention from the atmosphere team, please lower the temperature of the air conditioner in the lobby by a few degrees."

"Staff No. 1 is ready to push open the coffin board and climb out from inside."

"No. 2, No. 3, are the paper sedans ready?"

The supervisor watched Zhou Qing and Bai Lu enter the lobby on the surveillance screen, and quickly issued a series of instructions.

……

"what time is it now?"

"Do you think the lobby is a little cold on the weekend?"

"What's in that little bag of yours?"

Lobby.

In order to distract herself from thinking too much, Bai Lu kept looking for weekends to talk to.

"You're talking about this? It's a musical instrument."

As he answered on the weekend, he made a floor bunk in the lobby. After all, he had to stay here all night and couldn't stand.

"Musical instruments?"

Bai Lu was stunned for a moment and said: "You are quite thoughtful. You might as well come up with some shows, otherwise you will definitely not be able to make it to dawn."

In fact, Bai Lu has heard the weekend singing before. How is the singing? I can only say that I can’t comment.

However, Bai Lu didn't really want to listen to the singing, it was just to distract her and make her forget the fear around her.

"Come on, please start your performance!"

"you sure?"

Seeing the expectant look on Bai Lu's face, Weekend felt embarrassed, fearing that she would be dumbfounded as soon as he took out the suona.

"Let's get started, I'm ready!"

Bai Lu nodded and found a cleaner place to sit down.

"Okay, you said this yourself, don't regret it!"

Laughed at the weekend.

After saying that, under Bai Lu's expectant eyes, she opened the bag and took out a suona.

Bai Lu was stunned on the spot and stood there with her eyes wide open.

Suona?

Suona playing in a haunted house?
I'm afraid you are somewhat seriously ill! ! !

"Is this the musical instrument you prepared? Are you going to play the suona here?"

Bai Lu started to panic and wanted to run away on the spot.

In the live broadcast room, netizens were completely shocked when they saw the suona brought out by the weekend.

"Fuck, fuck!"

"You are so talented on the weekend, and the suona is played in the mourning hall. Is this an idea that anyone can come up with?" "Bai Lu: I'm asking you to make a living, not the underworld!"

"Awesome!!! Are you able to live like this on the weekend?"

"The suona is played in the mourning hall, are you serious?"

"Blowing the suona in the mourning hall will attract you even if there are no ghosts!"

"Hahaha, look at Bai Lu's expression, she is almost crying!"

"Hurry up, I've turned off the lights!"

Bai Lu and the audience in the live broadcast room all thought that the weekend's musical instruments might be mainstream instruments such as guitars and violins.

But Suona really exceeded everyone's expectations.

In the China of Blue Star, suona, a traditional national musical instrument, has become very unpopular and niche.

The reason is simple, there is no market.

In today's social environment, Western musical instruments such as piano, guitar, and violin are the mainstream.

As for the suona, this instrument is rarely seen on stage except at weddings and weddings in the countryside.

Nowadays, it can be said that there are very few people who can play suona.

As for Zhou Zhen, he is a young kid whose other abilities are worrisome except for his handsomeness. He can play the suona, which itself has surprised many people.

But the most important thing is the place and occasion.

The suona playing in the haunted house sounds a bit creepy.

state!
"It's dry, be careful with candles."

The sound was louder and sounded without warning outside the lobby.

footsteps.

gong sound.

The silent night outside seemed increasingly eerie.

Bai Lu and the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but feel a chill at the same time.

At the same time, Weekend looked around with the suona and finally chose to sit on the coffin in the center of the lobby.

"Since you sincerely requested it, I will start by giving you a song "囍"."

……

Backstage.

"No. 1, No. 1, what's wrong with you? Why don't you come out of the coffin?"

"Report to the supervisor, I want to come out too, but I can't come out after sitting on it over the weekend!"

"You are so useless. Get ready on the 2nd and 3rd and carry a paper sedan chair floating through the lobby."

"The sound team and atmosphere team are ready to cooperate with No. 2 and No. 3 at any time."

"No. 4, No. 5 is in charge!"

Under the command of the supervisor, the entire staff of the horror house was mobilized.

Suddenly~
A gust of wind suddenly rose.

Whoa!

The open doors and windows in the lobby suddenly made a noise.

The sudden cold wind made Bai Lu shrink her neck and look outside the lobby.

In the courtyard, heavy fog filled the air and the lights flickered.

At the same time, a strange and eerie background sound came from nowhere.

woooooo~
Weird background sounds drifted in with the night wind.

The next second, Bai Lu's eyes suddenly widened.

In the heavy fog in the courtyard, two figures carrying a sedan chair flickered in and out of sight.

A strange and terrifying aura instantly filled the surroundings.

And at this moment, Zhou Xing, who was sitting on the coffin with a strange smile on his face, suddenly spoke.

"The eighteenth day of the first lunar month~"

"Auspicious day~"

"Gaoliang Terrace~"

The empty and ethereal singing, combined with the faint figures in the courtyard, instantly gave everyone goosebumps.

In the live broadcast room, someone subconsciously shuddered.

This singing voice... tone...

Why does it sound so scary?
(End of this chapter)