Zhao Qi was obviously not surprised by the sudden arrival of Lake and others.
He knew very well that Ye Zhiqiang would report what happened in Yishan as soon as possible.
This coincides with Zhao Qi's plan, so he might as well take this opportunity to verify in front of everyone that what he said before is true.
At this time, Lake and others looked at the circle in astonishment. They were wearing human clothes, sitting cross-legged on the ground like humans, but only with a furry fox head on their heads. They once wondered if they were dreaming.
If demons really existed, this would be a subversive blow to their worldview.
This is somewhat unjustifiable, both scientifically and logically.
But now that the fox demon is in front of them, doesn't it mean that the science and logic they have always believed in are too one-sided?
When Zhao Qi's voice came again a moment later, several people were brought back to reality from this trance.
"You have asked me before how to prove what I said. Now that you are all here, let me ask you to watch a show."
The reason why everyone came here was because Ye Zhiqiang said on the phone that Zhao Qi was preparing to prepare a god ceremony in Yishan.
Therefore, although the few people said nothing, in fact, their purpose of coming was very clear, which was to see with their own eyes how this matter would develop.
Soon, the agents finally brought the old people to the mountainside. The average age of these old people was over seventy years old. Walking such a rugged and steep mountain road was no small challenge.
What's more, during the whole process, the old people always ensured that those heavy boxes were never left behind. Even though they were sweating profusely and exhausted, they still persisted.
Zhang Zhenshan noticed the figures of these old people and immediately gave a look to the soldiers not far away, blocking these old people from the defense line.
Reike understood. He looked at the fox demon sitting in the circle with some confusion. He knew that it was better not to let the public know about this matter.
So soon, Lake looked at Zhao Qi, pointed at the troupe who was blocked outside the defense line and asked:
"Zhao Qi, the agents said these people were brought in at your request?
It’s better not to let too many people know about this matter, and don’t involve too many outsiders if it’s not necessary. "
"Don't worry, Director Lei, I have my own sense of discretion."
Zhao Qi said as he walked towards the troupe:
“To complete the ceremony of conferring gods, these people are indispensable.
But Director Lei can rest assured that they won't know too much. "
Seeing Zhao Qi walking in front of the old men, Lake and others also followed him curiously.
Since knowing that monsters do exist, several people have become more and more curious about Zhao Qi.
Combined with everything he said and did before, the direction of things seems to have become more and more confusing.
"Dear husbands, who is the class leader?"
Zhao Qi's eyes swept across the several old men in front of him one by one. Among them, the troupe leader also quickly raised his hand and took a few steps forward.
"I'm like, what are you doing? We are officers, soldiers, and agents. We have never done anything bad."
Several old men were obviously frightened by this battle. Their eyes were always on the heavily armed officers and soldiers and the serious-faced detectives not far away.
Although I don’t know what happened, judging from this battle, it’s not a small matter.
Zhao Qi shook his head with a smile and said with relief:
"Master, don't worry, I invited you here just to let you sing a show.
But the first thing I want to make sure is, how many years has your troupe been in operation, which path does it take, what kind of opera does it sing, and what kind of stage does it set up? "
The class leader's eyes clearly flashed with surprise, and then he clenched the thumb of his left hand with his right hand, and covered his right fist with his left palm, forming a special fist-holding ceremony.
“Having eyes that don’t recognize Mount Tai, are you also a Jianghu person?
Our troupe has been passed down from generation to generation, and my generation is already the seventeenth generation.
We walked through water, sang Yin-Yang opera, and staged the White Tiger Stage! "
The conversation between the two people seemed to be confused by others, but for some reason, the troupe leader seemed to be a little excited.
This is actually a jargon passed down from ancient times by those who run around in the world.
Most opera troupes in old age have to travel all over the world. In the process of traveling, for the sake of convenience, they have gradually formed a unique jargon.
Ordinary troupes would give completely different answers when faced with the questions asked by Zhao Qi.
Ordinary opera troupes go to Hanyang Road, sing Sancai Opera, and perform Tianhe Terrace.
Only a troupe that specializes in ghost plays would answer like the leader just now.
Wading through the water refers to the ritual before the ghost show begins.
A basin filled with clean water is placed at the two doorways of the entrance and exit phases.
All the actors in the ghost show must cross this water basin when they go on and off the stage, which means to wash away all the bad luck on their bodies.
Zhao Qi and the troupe leader only exchanged a few words, and they immediately recognized that both parties were experts.
Only Lake and others who were confused had no idea what the two men were discussing.
Zhao Qi nodded with satisfaction, knowing that the agents had found the right person.
At the same time, he also looked at the female protagonist who had been covering her face with a red gauze.
This is also a unique rule of the ghost opera industry. The actors in the opera do not show their true faces in front of or behind the stage. What can be seen is always the disguised image of the characters.
The professionalism of this troupe was confirmed, and Zhao Qifang relaxed and went straight to the topic.
"I'd like you all to please leave the stage to sing at midnight tonight, but I have one request, that is, your backs must be facing the direction where I am when singing.
If you hear any sound or feel any strangeness, you can never look back.
If you agree, I guarantee that the remuneration from this show will be able to support your entire troupe for several years.
But if you can't do it, please go back the way you came, and go back and forth wherever you came. "
There are a lot of rules in the opera industry, and the rules in the ghost opera industry are even more complex.
In this huge country, the customs are different and the customs are different. Therefore, the old team leader and the others have long been accustomed to the various rules in various places.
Therefore, the old leader nodded without thinking:
"No problem, everything will be as ordered by the customer.
I just don’t know what play we want to sing, is it Exploring Yinshan or Wu Pen Ji, or Zhong Kui’s Marrying His Sister? "
"neither!"
In response, Zhao Qize gently shook his head, then approached the old class leader, and lowered his voice beside him and said:
"The play I'm talking about is a Nuo play. Can you sing it?"
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