The opera ghost is called an opera ghost because he was an opera singer during his lifetime. Although it later encountered hardships and was dispersed by its three souls and seven souls, this ability was preserved with resentment, and then it was possessed by the black cloth.
When he became resentful, the opera ghost always wanted to join the troupe. However, although the troupe in this wild community has a large scale, there are no rules at all.
They are used to being domineering here. Where outsiders are allowed to join, they will naturally not agree to the request of the opera ghost, so they reject it on the grounds that the latter is just resentment and not of the same kind, and they often make things difficult for them.
Although Xigui was unwilling to give in, given its current situation, it could not make any waves...
At this time, the Three Souls and Seven Souls of the Opera Ghost were already in a state of chaos. Even if they had resentment as a support, they would not be able to sustain it for long. Just when it was disheartened and about to disappear, someone suddenly gathered its resentment. A piece of black cloth was used as the body of the soul.
Originally, he thought that he was qualified enough to join the troupe, but even so, the latter still refused without any reason, which made him feel resentful.
Due to the village chief, it is not easy for the opera ghost to do anything. But not long ago, the Green Ghost King of the Hall of Ceremonies suddenly appeared here with his people, demolished the stage without saying a word, and ordered the opera ghosts to guard the place.
After accepting the opera ghost as a member of the ceremony hall, the Green Ghost King warned these wild ghosts not to act recklessly, and then hurriedly left the place, leaving the opera ghost behind with a confused look on his face.
But at this moment, when it saw the Lingyin Stick, the actor finally understood what the Green Ghost King wanted!
"I'm talking about opera ghosts..." Qingshe was blocked in front of him by a piece of black cloth with claws and teeth. Qingshe felt indescribably weird in his heart, "I don't care what stage you want to build, but do you know what this thing is?"
"Of course! This thing is exactly the pillar I have been looking for so hard!" the opera ghost said excitedly.
"..."
Although Qing She was speechless, he then thought that if things were really as the opera ghost said, it should be able to help him keep the Lingyin Rod well.
Thinking of this, Qing She nodded slightly and said tentatively: "You have also seen the opera ghost. This thing is just a rusty iron rod, and there is only one piece. How can this thing alone support the stage you are talking about?" ?”
The opera ghost couldn't help but pick up the corner of the black cloth and tap the spiritual yin stick, and said excitedly again: "It can't be wrong! It can't be wrong! With this treasure, one piece is enough!"
The opera ghost explained that after the Green Ghost King left, it also tried to build a stage.
Although it can be used as a tablecloth to hold up a stage, it is really unwilling to lie on the ground and be trampled on. Especially if it goes on for a long time, it cannot withstand the friction with the ground.
Although these wild ghosts appear to be floating, they only appear to be light. In fact, they are actually heavy in yin energy, making it difficult for ordinary objects to carry them.
The reason why the previous stage can survive to this day is because its material structure is special and can distribute the weight of Yin Qi. But it is a pity that it can only share the Yin Qi, but cannot withstand the troubles of the Green Ghost King...
During this period of time, the opera ghost has tried various methods, but let alone being able to support the wild ghost, those things cannot even bear its weight... But the thing in his hand is different. Although this thing looks mottled, it has a gathering effect. The power of Yin energy!
If this object can be used as a stage pillar, once the Yin Qi is gathered together, this invisible Yin Qi can become the strongest stage. After all, only the Yin Qi itself can support the Yin Qi!
Qingshe thought thoughtfully: "Although this thing seems ordinary, it is extremely important to me. If I give it to you, can you keep it properly?"
The opera ghost vowed: "Don't worry, King Taiyin. Once this thing is used as a pillar, it will be difficult to get even close to the aura it emits. As long as I don't agree, no one can even touch it!"
At first, Qing She just wanted to find a hiding place to hide it. But at this moment, he suddenly remembered the truth of darkness under the lamp. Sometimes it is safest to hide it in front of your eyes.
"I feel relieved to hear you say that. It... will be left to you!" Qingshe said and handed over the Lingyin Stick.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Taiyin King!" The opera ghost burst into tears of gratitude, "When I set up the stage, I will give you a good performance to express my gratitude!"
"Uh... that's not necessary!" Qing She's face turned pale, "But before I leave, I have something to entrust to you..."
"Oh..." The actor was a little disappointed, but he still responded: "What's the matter?
Love, my lord, it’s okay to say so…”
After the explanation was over, Qingshe had just left the wild camp when he saw a red shadow with one horn running towards him.
"Lord Taiyin King, thank you for coming to help!" The person who came was none other than Qi Shu.
"Don't be polite, Qing Shu. In fact, this matter also has my own selfish motives..." Qing She smiled.
Lin Shu shook his head: "Anyway, being able to rebuild the stage before the next new ghost arrives has saved me a lot of trouble!"
Qingshe smiled and then explained: "I have already told the opera ghost that this pillar can only be left for a while. When the time comes..."
Qinshu let out an urgent cry, interrupting Qing She's words: "Lord Taiyin King, there is no need to explain too much, otherwise the secret will be revealed."
Qing She was stunned for a moment, then felt relieved: "Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you world spirit beasts... But the matter of the Lingyin Rod..."
"Don't worry, King Taiyin, even if there is no Lingyin Rod in the future, I will have other countermeasures!" said Shu, "What's more, if I don't do it this way, I'm afraid there will be thousands of countermeasures, and in the end there will be nothing to do... "
"You even know this?" Qingshe was a little surprised, and then smiled bitterly.
"That's it! I've done everything I need to do, and the rest can only be left to God's will..." Qingshe sighed, but at this point he stopped talking, "But... no matter how perfect the story is, it won't It’s time to forget about the man who pulls the strings..."
"The Taiyin King is right..." Yushu nodded, "Calculating that it will be the Red Ghost King's turn to guard the exit when the time comes, it would really be unreasonable if this thing was taken away casually. When I go back this time, I'd better contact him in advance. It would be safer for Red Ghost King to say hello..."
"Then it will be hard work..."
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"Ah Zhi! Who is scolding me?"
In the night, a sneeze suddenly sounded.
Then, the voice of the old immortal rang out: "Who else could it be? It must be this old man who returns to the mortal world and has a rebellious heart! Little friend Wufan! The old immortal advises you to be more decisive and solve the trouble in your infancy in time! "
"You evil ghost is so rude! If I had known about this, I shouldn't have let you have such an easy time!" said the actor displeased.
"Bah, bah, bah! Don't speak so ambiguously, Mr. Calabash! It seems like I've done something to you!" the old immortal spat several times, feeling very disgusted.
"Joke! Do you think this spiritual stick can be taken away casually?" The actor sneered.
"But the old immortal just took it away casually!" the old immortal said proudly.
"Shameless! Shameless! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The actor was obviously very angry.
"Hey... can you two be quiet for a while..." Wu Fan didn't expect that his sneezing would make these two guys quarrel, and he felt very helpless.
With a long sigh, Wu Fan couldn't help but look towards the door, wondering why Bai Yi hadn't come back after being away for so long...
When Wu Fan returns to the mortal world, there will always be a slight flutter in his heart. He doesn't know what the mortal world will be like now that he has been away for so long.
At this moment, a burst of words suddenly came from outside the door.
"Little Junior Brother Bai Yi, please slow down... Cripple Li, with his old arms and legs, can't keep up with your speed..."
"..."
"Uh... I saw it, of course I saw it! I will not miss a word of the palace master's instructions!" Along with the words, there was a burst of rushing sounds.
"..."
"Okay, don't worry, Junior Brother Bai Yi..." The voice got closer and closer. The man opened the door before he finished speaking, and then there was a scream.
"Ah! Junior Brother Qingshe! You... Why are you here... No, your situation... Could it be that you have been infected by the aura of the underworld for too long and finally died? Wuwuwu... Junior Brother Qingshe, you are dead. It's so miserable! But don't worry! Cripple Li will come down to accompany you right now to apologize for the Moon Viewing Altar..."
Before he finished speaking, Bai Yi slapped the cripple Li on the head, then picked up the letter that fell on the ground and slapped the latter on the face.
"Uh...huh? Oh...I see..." Cripple Li's expression calmed down after he saw the content on the paper.
"..."
"Hehe, I watched it correctly...but I fell asleep halfway through..." Seeing Bai Yi pointing at him, the cripple Li quickly apologized.
in front of you
It was obvious that two people were communicating, but only one person responded. Even the old immortal and the opera ghost who were still whispering stopped and began to appreciate this wonderful scene.
"So you are Mr. Wu Fan..." After reading, the lame Li raised his head again, marveling and said respectfully: "No wonder Junior Brother Bai Yi mistook you for the mistake, but now they look alike..."
"You're welcome, just call me Wu Fan." Wu Fan said politely, "Let's get down to business. I wonder what the Ghost Hall has planned for me?"
"As expected of Mr. Wu Fan! He has just returned to the mortal world, and he is thinking about work in his heart. He is really a role model for us!" Li Buhu, the cripple, said with a smile, and then his face became serious: "But Mr. Wu Fan has just come back, after all, for Fan It still takes some time to adapt to the current situation. Wait for some time...three days! I will come back to you in three days!"
Wu Fan nodded. Ever since he returned to the mortal world, he felt that the air around him was very dirty, as if there were particles mixed in it, making him feel like he was suffering even when he breathed.
In contrast, although the underworld is indeed more yin-qi, the clear there is pure and the turbid is turbid. It is never like here, where the clear and the turbid are entangled.
Thinking that it would be wrong to go out in such a situation, Wu Fan could only stay in the Ghost Hall...
During these three days, Bai Yi often came to ask some innocuous questions, some of which were to reminisce about the past, and some of which were just out of curiosity about the underworld. However, every time he was about to enter the topic, he was stopped by the limit of three sentences, and he could only lose his interest. And return.
Although the three days in the mortal world are different from the three days in the underworld, they are somewhat similar. To be honest, time is just an illusion, and the so-called numbers are just private rules.
But three days have passed, and Cripple Li has never appeared. Even if Wu Fan asked Bai Yi when he came, the latter hesitated and turned around and left without even finishing three sentences...
Having been in the underworld for a long time, one of the things Wu Fan is good at is waiting. Although waiting is lonely in itself, being able to wait is not lonely.
Especially now, Wu Fan still hears noises in his ears from time to time to accompany him...
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