After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Chapter 448: Encounter at Nuo Opera
He was dressed in plain clothes, his eyebrows were sparse, and he exuded an aura that kept strangers away.

Chu Nianshan held the white piece in his hand and kept it in the air for a long time: "I promise you, I will accompany you to the end of this game."

Wang Wufei smiled: "You left too hastily, and now I am forcing you to a point where you have no way to go.

Are you in a hurry to see her?
That hairpin is also for her, right? "

"I accidentally knocked off her hairpin before, so I have to pay for it."

After thinking for a moment, Chu Nianshan finally settled down.

In an instant, the situation on the chessboard was reversed, and the black word was at a disadvantage in an instant.

"It's great that someone cares about you." Wang Wufei frowned slightly and threw the chess piece in his hand with a snap, "I lost, you can go ahead."

Chu Nianshan didn't make any reaction, but picked up the black piece that Wang Wufei had just thrown away.

"Second Master, sometimes, don't trap yourself too much."

The sunspot falls and comes back to life.

He retracted his hand, took the hand stove prepared by the boy, and went out alone.

Wang Wufei looked at the chessboard and murmured: "...Have I trapped myself too much?"

……

After the famine, this year's Nuo opera was extremely grand, with the purpose of driving away plague ghosts, hoping for peace, and ensuring peace.

The street was cleared early in the morning, and there were crowds of people surrounding it on three levels and three outside. In the middle was a small altar, lit with three sticks of incense, and with masks and other things on both sides.

Lin Zhiyu arrived late, the sacrificial part was over, and the Nuo opera was about to begin.

As soon as the red-faced Nuo Gong appeared, there was a burst of applause.

"Boom! Boom, boom, boom!"

The exorcist holds wooden sticks in both hands and beats them rhythmically, accompanied by sounds such as gongs and drums, creating majestic power for no reason.

The masks on their faces are lifelike and made of camphor wood that is not easy to crack. The entire face and the hat worn by the character are carved on the whole face, while the other half of the face is only carved on the nose and above, without the mouth and chin.

At first glance, it looks menacing and intimidating.

Outside the crowd, there are several stalls with several masks on them. Although they are not used in serious Nuo opera, they still look a bit ferocious.

"Girl, do you want one?" The stall owner saw Lin Zhiyu's eyes falling on his stall and greeted him enthusiastically, "It would be good to take one back as a souvenir.

My skills are not available in the capital! "

Wang Lanshu was also attracted: "I have never seen this style before! But, won't you go home?"

The stall owner smiled and said, "I'm not afraid of your jokes if I tell you. Business is sluggish this year and I don't have the money to go back. Pick one?"

Lin Zhiyu nodded: "Pick one."

The two of them each chose what they liked, and Shuqin, who was accompanying them, silently took out the money and handed it to the stall owner.

"Hey!"

Lin Zhiyu's heart skipped a beat, and when he turned around, he saw a man wearing a kid mask standing in front of him.

"Wang, Fu, Rong!" Wang Lanshu was so frightened by the sudden shout that he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words.

There was the rough sound of percussion instruments in his ears, and Lin Zhiyu was in a trance for a moment.

Time seems to have been pulled back to his childhood. At that time, Wang Yunjin's health was already failing, but he still insisted on taking little Lin Zhiyu out with him.

Next to her was Lin Wei, who also held a mask to scare her, and was trained by Wang Yunjin for a long time.

We agreed to have New Year's Eve dinner together today, but I don't know if he has arrived now.

"Oh, it's boring to be so careless!" Wang Furong took off her mask and stuck out her tongue, "I'll go to the temple fair in front to join in the fun. Sisters, don't worry, the maid will follow."

Without waiting for their answer, Wang Furong followed the crowd and walked away.

The Nuo opera has reached its climax, and the drumbeats are becoming more and more intensive, with a strong and strange color. One of them is seen holding the ground with one hand and doing several somersaults, which elicits a round of applause.

Lin Zhiyu was so fascinated that he didn't even notice that there was another person beside him.

"Lan Shu, do you think this Nuo opera is performed for humans or for gods?" Lin Zhiyu became interested and tugged on the sleeves of the person next to him.

"I believe in ghosts and like to perform sacrifices. When I perform sacrifices, I must sing and dance to entertain the gods."

This sound...

Lin Zhiyu turned around suddenly and saw a man wearing a sky-blue round-neck robe and a judge's mask on his face, only showing a pair of smiling eyes.

"From "The Songs of Chu"." He added the second half of the sentence.

Lin Zhiyu was silent and turned around to find Wang Lanshu, but his sleeve was pulled.

"It's my first time to celebrate the New Year in Qingshan City. I'm not familiar with the place. Can you take me for a walk?"

"Young Master is joking, it's my first time to celebrate the New Year here." Lin Zhiyu took out his hand, "I came with someone else. I'm afraid it's inconvenient, so I'd better find someone else."

"Come with someone else?" The man looked around carefully, "Look at the girl, she is obviously alone."

How could it be a person?

Lin Zhiyu looked around, but did not see Jian Ying.

I'm afraid this person is not colluding, right?

Her little face was filled with anger: "I'm a girl, so it's inconvenient."

"It will be convenient if you put this on." The person in front of her took the mask from Lin Zhiyu's hand and put it on her skillfully.

"The girl got separated, and I happen to be alone, why don't we go for a walk together?"

He refused to give up, and it seemed that Lin Zhiyu would not give up if she refused to leave with him.

Lin Zhiyu sighed and nodded.

The Nuo opera came to an end, and the two of them walked side by side towards the temple fair.

The sword shadow in the distance was crowded and twisted, and I felt extremely aggrieved.

My lord, oh my lord, you are comfortable, leave me here to suffer alone!
Suddenly, someone tapped me on the shoulder.

"Brother, have you seen a man wearing azure clothes? He is my master. For some reason, I got separated from him."

Jian Ying frowned and glanced at him, his expression suddenly relaxed.

"There was indeed such a person just now, and he is also looking for someone. Brother, what is your name?"

"Jiano."

"Jiang Ye? What a good name! Come on, come on, I'll take you to find him!"

The sword shadow skillfully hooked Jiang Ye's neck and led him in the opposite direction.

"Are you from out of town? What a coincidence, I am also from out of town for business! Maybe we are still fellow villagers, as there is a saying..."

Jiang Ye frowned slightly and his limbs were stiff. He was very unaccustomed to it: "Meeting is fate."

"Yes, yes, meeting each other is fate! Come here, let's have a drink? Qingshan City is so big, your master can't lose it!"

Jian Ying turned around and naturally led him into a restaurant.

Mother An came up to us with a smile: "What would you like, sir?"

"The strongest wine!" Jian Ying proudly slapped a silver coin on the table.

If I don't kill you today, I won't be worthy of being a bodyguard!
Jiang Ye couldn't bear it anymore and stood up to leave, but was pulled back by Jian Ying.

"Why are you so anxious? You work for someone without taking a break all year round. If you finally get some free time, if you go to him, you might end up being disliked by others!"

An's mother moved quickly and brought a pot of hot wine. The strong aroma of the wine made Jiang Ye's mouth water.

"Brother, tonight, we won't go home until we're drunk. Damn that bullshit master!"

Jian Ying howled.

Under his chattering and impassioned speech, Jiang Ye was shaken.