At this time, the military vehicle was crossing the city's asphalt road and turning into a secluded alley.
At the end of the alley, there is a pear orchard that looks very inconspicuous.
The two got out of the car quickly. The fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the dilapidated scenes around him and muttered:
"Is there anyone else in this place? Is it so difficult to find a theater these days?"
Most of the things on Feng Yun's list had been found by Fatty and Yan Qilin at this moment.
But in the end, the remaining items on the list really gave the two of them a hard time. It wasn't that these items were special, but that Feng Yun specifically marked the place where he found these items on the list, as well as extremely weird requirements.
"Zhongkui dance requires a band, and the band must be found in the troupe.
Moreover, the troupe must be on the White Tiger Stage with the stage facing west, and must have been singing for at least 30 years.
Otherwise, it will never be used.
The remaining top-notch items can be found at Baihu Terrace. "
There was no way, Fatty and Yan Qilin almost transformed the entire Yan County, but in the end they only found this one pear orchard.
Yan Qilin pushed open the wooden door of the opera garden, and a harsh sound came immediately. What came into view was a very dilapidated-looking stage.
The stage is opposite the gate, and the gate is located due west.
The fat man came to the yard and shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Is anyone out of breath?"
Soon an old man walked out of the house, wearing black cloth clothes and cloth shoes. His cloudy eyes looked at Fatty and Yan Qilin.
"Are you two going to set up a stage or listen to a show?"
The old man's tone was still full of doubts. Young people like this rarely come to this place.
"Old man, is your stage the White Tiger Stage?"
The fat man pointed to the stage next to him and asked, but he didn't notice the old man's expression changing:
"Bah, bah, bah, where did this wild boy come from? Hurry up and leave!"
The fat man was immediately confused and didn't understand why the old man had such a big reaction all of a sudden.
Of course he didn't know that in this ancient business, there were very strict rules and taboos.
There are eight taboos in the opera troupe, one of which is called "speech taboo".
Speech taboos refer to some words or characters that must not be spoken in the troupe, including the word "tiger".
The old man turned around angrily and walked back. Fortunately, Yan Qilin spoke:
"Old man, there is a play in Bingfu and we need a band!"
Yan Qilin's words really made the old man stop in his tracks, and then turned around suspiciously.
"Bingfu? Why does Bingfu want to listen to the show? This is not the last century of Great Yan."
"Oh, don't ask any more questions. Just say whether you want to go or not. We'll pay if it's not free!"
The fat man looked at the old man impatiently and said, and the old man obviously didn't like the fat man, but he didn't want to have trouble with money, so he finally nodded after thinking for a moment.
According to what the old man said, this opera house has not been open for a long time now, and the band is usually busy doing its own thing when there is nothing else.
We also need to go to the opera place with Yan Qilin and others to have a look, and then call everyone here.
At this point, the matter is considered settled.
After getting in the car, the fat man quickly rushed to Longhua Road.
But some of the things placed on the passenger seat made the old man who got in the car frown.
He quickly picked up the red costume and looked at it carefully, and finally flipped through the things on the side, and then asked in surprise:
"What exactly is the show going to be sung tonight?"
The fat man shrugged without looking back:
"I can't tell clearly. You can ask our director later.
It's really strange. Isn't there a military orchestra in the military mansion? Why do you have to go to some Baihutai theater troupe to find the orchestra?
Isn't it unnecessary to fart without taking off your pants? "
However, after hearing these words, the old man's expression became a little strange. After a while, he just said word by word:
"Who is your director? He actually knows about Baihu Terrace?"
These words immediately aroused the curiosity of Fatty and Yan Qilin:
"Old man, what is Baihu Terrace?"
The old man hesitated to speak at first, but looking into Yan Qilin's eyes, he finally sighed deeply and said slowly:
"Since the beginning of our business, there has been a rule in theaters all over the world, that is, the stage must not face the west. This is a serious disaster, not only the damage, but also the bloody disaster.
This kind of west-facing stage is called the White Tiger Stage, also called the Ghost Stage.
But all the troupes who set up the White Tiger Stage are all performing ghost plays. They only take on white things, not red things. They don't sing human plays, only ghost plays.
Your director is looking for a troupe from Baihu Terrace. In fact, he is looking for a troupe that can perform ghost fighting.
Who are you? Looking at these things on your car, are you trying to dance Zhong Kui? "
Hearing this, Fatty and Yan Qilin looked at each other, and they were naturally a little surprised by this.
I have been looking for Baihutai for almost a day, but I didn’t expect that there was such a saying in it.
But in the face of the old man's inquiry, the two of them did not respond in a tacit understanding. They hoped that these matters would be answered by Feng Yun.
Soon, in the evening, Fatty drove the car into Longhua Road, and then he noticed that the entrances and exits on both sides had been completely blocked.
Watching the military chariot return, Feng Yun walked towards this side immediately. After the fat man got off the car, Feng Yun asked directly:
"Have you found everything I need?"
The fat man nodded quickly:
"Director, everything is in the back seat, and we also brought over a troupe leader from Baihu Stage..."
Just as the fat man finished speaking, the old man also got out of the back seat.
He came to Feng Yun with doubts. Looking at the military uniform Feng Yun was wearing and the rank badge hanging on his body, he immediately knew that this was a high-ranking official in the military mansion, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
Feng Yun looked at the old man and smiled gently:
“Old man, when you listen to operas, don’t listen to night operas, and when you set up a stage, don’t set up a tiger stage.
I specially asked someone to find a troupe for the White Tiger Stage. You should understand what I mean. "
The old man seemed nervous standing in front of Feng Yun. He wiped his sweat and nodded:
"Master, do you want to perform a ghost show?"
Feng Yun didn't hide anything and quickly nodded:
"The music and drumbeats of the ghost show are different. Can your team be up to the task?"
Upon hearing this, the old man immediately puffed up his chest:
"Master, you may not think that we are all old men, but we have all been doing this since we were young.
Times have changed now, and no one asks the White Tiger Troupe to perform ghost plays anymore.
But our craftsmanship has never fallen behind. "
"Okay, since that's the case, you should also know the rules. Don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked, just keep accompaniment.
No matter what happens, I won’t say stop..."
Before Feng Yun could finish speaking, the old man took over the conversation:
"I understand all this. The stage cannot be empty until the play is finished. This is the rule!"
