It was Wuxin who came to look for Su Qingyu after having a good meal in the village.
His mouth was full of blood foam, and there were still scraps of flesh on his fingers.
The old black dog barked crazily at Wu Xin's position.
Wuxin just glanced at the black dog with dark eyes. The black dog immediately tucked its tail, whimpered, and hid at Su Qingyu's feet.
"Not afraid, not afraid." Su Qingyu touched the dog's head.
Then, Su Qingyu handed Wu Xin a napkin and asked him to wipe his mouth and hands clean, otherwise, the flesh and blood would rot and emit an unpleasant stench.
"Don't do evil." Shen Sinian covered his nose with his finger. "He is the weirdo in your contract. You must restrain his behavior. If he accidentally violates the village's taboo, it will affect both of us."
Su Qingyu nodded slightly: "I have my own sense of proportion."
After lighting incense and paying tribute, this ancestral hall became peaceful.
Su Qingyu inspected the ancestral hall. The corners of the ancestral hall were covered with dust and cobwebs. Under the inverted tablet, he found a pair of old theater tickets and half a piece of curled red paper.
The track on the theater ticket is "Yu Tang Chun", and the writing has been blurred over time.
The red paper was left by Li Nana, and it said: My dearest cousin, if you rarely come back to the village, please stay a few more days and have fun in the village.
I am busy preparing for the wedding and have no time to entertain you and my brother-in-law. I remember that when you were young, you loved listening to the theater the most. I have prepared two theater tickets for you. I hope you and your brother-in-law have a good time.
"The bride invited us to go to the theater." Su Qingyu held one of the theater tickets between her fingers, and Shen Sinian's slender hand reached over from the side and behind to take the ticket.
Shen Sinian said in a deep voice: "How can there be any stage in this village?"
"The time on the ticket is tomorrow evening."
Shen Sinian sneered: "Huh, it's certain that we won't be able to leave tonight."
"If you can leave so quickly, it's not considered a four-star dungeon."
Su Qingyu had known this would happen. So far, they have not thoroughly explored the mountain village, the dark woods, the stage that will appear at an unknown time, the Li family courtyard, and the residents at the entrance of the village. They know nothing about it. .
The rules I got were only the first half.
There is only one way to clear the level.
Su Qingyu doesn't like going to the theater. What she likes about going to the theater is just a copy stuffed into her memory.
According to memory, when they were young, what she and Li Nana looked forward to most every week was when an outside troupe came to perform in the village.
The troupe will park their car at the entrance of the village, carrying heavy boxes, and walk step by step into the isolated Gongyang Village.
Colorful paints were painted on their faces, and they were paired with gorgeous clothes, swords, guns and sticks. Amidst the shouts of the villagers, they sang babblingly, adding a touch of color to their monotonous childhood.
The sky quickly darkened.
After leaving the ancestral hall, Su Qingyu hugged the old black dog, and they returned to the Li family mansion first.
The red lanterns originally hung in the courtyard turned into white paper lanterns at some point, creaking and swaying as the cold wind blew by.
Mother Li was squatting in the corner crying. She was a well-maintained woman when we first met. Only a few hours later, Mother Li's black hair had turned gray, and she was shrinking there, aging.
Seeing Su Qingyu and Shen Sinian coming back, she raised her head and asked with tears in her eyes: "Where is my daughter? Have you found my daughter?"
Tears flowed on her wrinkled skin and seeped down the ravines on her face.
Su Qingyu shook her head: "We went to the Li family ancestral hall and found these two theater tickets."
"Tickets? What kind of tickets!" Mother Li's face changed drastically when she saw the tickets for the opera. "How...how could this happen? The opera troupe has not come to the village to sing operas in ten years!"
"Why don't you come to the village to sing opera?"
“Ten years ago, when the opera troupe came, a pickup truck accidentally hit and killed Widow Song who was herding sheep. They carried Widow Song’s body up the mountain and lost a lot of money.
Later, the villagers worked together to bury Widow Song on a hillside near the ancestral hall. The coffin was made of cypress wood that was more than a hundred years old, which was very expensive.
That night, as the troupe was preparing to sing, many strange things happened. The leading actress looked in the mirror and cut her own throat with scissors.
After this incident, the theater troupe also closed down.
When the other opera singers heard this, they just thought our village was evil and they didn't want to come to our village to sing opera again. "
"Widow Song." Su Qingyu tried hard to recall this key figure in her mind.
An extremely beautiful woman appeared in her mind, who loved to wear a white lace dress, like a pure lily.
Mother Li recounted the past: "Widow Song used to be the eldest lady in the city. She was well-dressed and well-fed. You have heard of Daystar Group, where her father was a senior executive.
For unknown reasons, when Widow Song was in her twenties, she severed ties with her parents and traveled all the way to Gongyang Village to marry Mu Sanlang from the village.
Her father came to the village several times that year, but was eventually driven back by his daughter. After being frustrated, her father made harsh words and said that he had never given birth to this daughter. "
Su Qingyu's eyes moved slightly. She also squatted down, sat next to Li's mother and asked, "Aunt Li, can you tell me about Nana's fiancé? I remember his name is... um... Mu Yang."
Mother Li let out a long sigh and felt depressed. She said slowly: "Yes, it's what you think. Mu Yang is the only son of Widow Song. I originally disagreed with this marriage.
Back then, you and Nana graduated from Daystar High School together. Nana didn't get into college because of her poor grades. After you went abroad, she went back to her hometown directly instead of staying in a big city.
There are only a few young people in the village. Although the boy from the Mu family has no father or mother, he is born well and has a sweet mouth. After going back and forth, Nana and the boy from the Mu family get close.
You also know that Mu Sanlang died of tuberculosis and died early. After what happened to Widow Song, the family left Mu Yang, a teenage boy, struggling to make ends meet in the village and living a very hard life.
Back then, there was a blind fortune teller in the village who said that Mu Yang was destined to have evil spirits. He would kill his parents when he was a child, and his wife and children would die when he grew up and got married. "
"This is all superstition and cannot be trusted."
Mother Li smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, but which parent is willing to take this risk? No, something happened to my Nana before the wedding was even held."
Su Qingyu was silent for a while, and then said: "Aunt Li, we will try our best to find Nana, don't worry."
Mother Li held Su Qingyu's hand tightly, with endless anticipation and gratitude in her eyes. She lowered her voice and said, "As long as you bring Nana back, I will personally take you out of the village."
When she said this, Mother Li looked toward the inner room of the Li family's mansion, as if she was afraid that someone would hear her.
