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

Chapter 38 Others ask for money when singing, but your singing costs your life.
"Woooooo, I'm so scared. This prelude is floating around like a will-o'-the-wisp, it's so scary!"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here~"

"The baby is scared to death. What kind of musical instrument is this? It's so weird!"

"Oh my god, what kind of hellish song is this? It makes the listener's back feel chilly."

"It's too scary, Jiang Hao, please come closer."

"Swallow, if you are afraid, just hold my hand."

For a moment, a heavy fog filled the stage. In the eyes of everyone, the stage illuminated by blood-red lights looked like a pool of blood in the fog.

The weird prelude, coupled with the deliberately low voice of the weekend, seems as if the singing is not coming from the speakers, but rising from the eyes of Huang Quan.

Some timid female audience members in the audience were so frightened that they crawled into the arms of the people around them.

The male compatriots present were suddenly surprised that their wishes had been fulfilled. Although they kept comforting the female companions around them, they were grateful for the weekend in their hearts.

"Don't say anything. From today on, I will be a big fan of the weekend."

"In the future, if anyone has a black weekend, I will be in a hurry."

"If you try harder, it's best to scare the goddess so much that she doesn't dare to go home at night. When I get back, I'll put you in my mourning hall and offer you three sticks of incense every day."

At the same time, the weekend on stage was completely hidden in the heavy fog, and the lights turned into a haze of gray.

Only in the center of the stage, a cluster of red light was flashing.

Everyone in the audience was instantly attracted by the red light.

What exactly is there?
As soon as this idea came up, a gray shadow emerged from the red light.

Ga~Gah~
A gray crow made a shrill cry.

The audience at the scene suddenly felt inexplicably flustered.

crow?

At this time, they suddenly thought of the lyrics spoken by the weekend.

"I was born from the ghost energy of the underworld~"

"Hiding in a coffin in a grave in the middle of the night~"

It is this crow-like bird - the Rakshasa bird - that is sung in the lyrics.

and so--

The next second, the red light dissipated and everyone could see clearly. A coffin lay quietly in the center of the stage.

Swish!
When everyone in the audience suddenly realized this, they also felt an inexplicable tightening in their hearts.

There are actually such birds in the world.

At this time, the singing of the weekend continued to reach everyone’s ears from the thick fog.

"I am supported by the ghost energy of the underworld~"

"Hiding in a coffin in a grave in the middle of the night~"

"It turns into a scholar on the road, a landscape with no intention of doing anything~"

"Become an oiran singer by the Qinhuai River~"

The scene on the stage changed again.

The dusty crow has disappeared and turned into a scholar dressed in ancient costume going to Beijing to take the exam.

The scholar only appeared for a few seconds, and then the light shone to another place again, transforming into an extremely beautiful oiran.

The strong visual sense was once again presented on the stage, and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

First, he pretended to be a scholar on his way.

Then he transformed into an oiran by the Qinhuai River.

Rakshasa bird, what do you want to do?

With doubts in their hearts, the audience in the audience frowned, widened their eyes nervously, and pricked up their ears.

The next second, the weekend emerged from the thick fog, and the scene in the lyrics changed again.

"Late at night, when entering a royal house, wear red clothes~"

"My eyes are bright and my teeth are so beautiful~"

"Kiss, it has greedy eyes~"

"Look at the gray shadow in his eyes after swallowing him~"

The singing seemed to be getting weirder and weirder.

The sound effects created by the sound engineer made this weird singing sound constantly lingering in everyone's ears.

An inexplicable palpitation, like a song in the ears, swirled into everyone's heart.

Everyone present felt as if they were drowning in water and did not dare to breathe easily.

Once you take a breath, you will be completely overwhelmed by the fear in your heart.

At this moment, a wedding team beat gongs and drums to disperse the thick fog on the stage.The groom, who was riding a tall horse, looked high-spirited.

Suddenly.

There was a gust of wind.

The curtains of the red sedan chair were blown up, and the bride's red hijab was blown up.

A familiar and charming face flashed across everyone's eyes.

"Ah~"

Everyone in the audience exclaimed at the same time.

It was obviously a joyous scene, but it made everyone unhappy. An ominous premonition quietly rose in their hearts.

Sure enough, the song from the weekend reappeared.

"I'm half leaning against Tao Yuan and listening~"

"Bang the gongs and drums and the sycamore tree to send off the bride~"

"It turned into a gust of turbid wind and spied around the wedding sedan several times~"

"The young lady is beautiful and seems to have a sharp eye~"

"The husband seems to be full of joy~"

"Sniffing his body gently is full of greed~"

"I'll turn into a little girl with low hair~"

"She looks as beautiful as expected~"

The oiran transformed into a Rakshasa bird appeared in the wedding procession with a charming smile.

She smiled coquettishly and transformed into a bride also wearing wedding clothes, bending down and getting into the sedan chair.

However, neither the groom nor the wedding team realized that there was an extra bride in the sedan.

Amidst the sound of gongs and drums, it seemed as if nothing had happened and we continued on our way.

"What's going on with them? Don't they even know there's an extra person in the sedan?"

"The groom is still smiling. It will probably be too late to suffer later."

"Stop, stop quickly, that bride is a Rakshasa bird~"

"The Rakshasa bird must have bad intentions, why doesn't it stand up~"

The audience in the audience was completely immersed in the scene created by the weekend's singing.

Seeing the Rakshasa bird transforming into a bride and entering the sedan chair, they were so anxious that they wished they could step forward and stop the wedding team in person.

If a Rakshasa bird turns into a bride, what good things can happen?

Backstage.

Through the monitor, Wan Zheng saw that the audience was completely immersed in the scene, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"The weekend finally did not disappoint me. Now I can give an explanation to the leader."

Although it was scolded very badly in the past, at least the finale of the weekend did not let the audience leave early, and it could be considered a decent ending.

"Director, the ratings have started to rise, and they have now increased by two percentage points."

"Not only the ratings, but also the popularity of the online broadcast room seems to be soaring."

brush.

Wan Zheng suddenly became excited and jumped up from his chair.

Three highlands have been breached, can they still make a comeback?
When Wan Zheng passed by, he happened to see the barrage almost covering the entire screen in the live broadcast room.

"The choreography and scenery are simply stunning!"

"This scene design combined with the ghostly singing last weekend really made people feel like they were there."

"The sense of immersion is so strong. Even though I know it's fake, I still can't help but feel numb."

"The moment I saw the Rakshasa bird turn into a bride, I felt like my heart was lifted into my throat."

"I'm so scared, but I really want to watch it."

"The underworld is so powerful. This song is really full of underworld style."

"It was so exciting. I broke out in a cold sweat when I listened to the song for the first time."

"Singing for others costs money, but singing on the weekends costs your life. If you are timid, you may have a heart attack if you are directly frightened."

"I don't know what you have to be afraid of. There can't really be a ghost in this world. If there is a ghost, he has the ability to press my keyboard and type sghusdhsdhsidhsshis..."

"!!! Upstairs, are you okay?"

"Is the person upstairs still there? Don't scare me~~~"

　It is recommended that you listen to the original song of Xiaopozhan Zuna Yaxi, preferably wearing headphones in the middle of the night.

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