Qin Bai's face changed slightly. He noticed a strong death aura in the woman, which was also mixed with evil aura.
Although they look like ordinary people on the outside, they are actually no different from corpses.
Because Qin Bai's mood fluctuated, his own cultivation level of energy was revealed a little, and all the martial arts practitioners in the theater were aware of it.
Sun Tiejui's pupils shrank, and his heart was in turmoil after he had calmed down due to the effects of Buddhist fragrant wood and soul-inducing grass.
The peak of dark power?
Or is it the rumored Hua Jin?
Why did he feel that Qin Bai's strength far exceeded An Jin's level? Could it be an illusion.
There was a muffled hum from the box next door, which showed that more than one person felt this way.
Tan Zhuangcai moved the prayer beads on his wrist. He felt a little pain in his head.
If Qin Bai came to Hangzhou with impure intentions, it would undoubtedly be a huge trouble for someone like him who wants to be neutral.
When everyone in the box focused their attention on Qin Bai, the woman in green was subconsciously ignored.
Qin Bai stopped watching and turned around to walk behind the curtain.
At this time, several people on the stage had noticed something strange, especially Chen Jinwen. Although he was playing a half-dead corpse, he could take the opportunity to observe the situation.
The woman in green didn't say anything after she came on stage, only showing a pair of blood-red eyes.
Is it possible that shopkeeper Qin can play the role of Xiao Qing? If so, he does have some ability, and he can express the demon vividly just by relying on his own aura.
The herb picker reacted and stepped forward to ask: "Who is here..."
The woman in green seemed to have no reaction, but she took half a step forward with her right foot. Her eyes revealed an extremely terrifying malice, like a man-eating beast that had been hungry for several days.
In the yard of Deyun Club, the old apes and beasts instinctively became uneasy. They looked in the direction of the stage, but they felt relieved after feeling Qin Bai's aura among them.
The spectators couldn't help but urge her, mainly because the woman in Tsing Yi didn't say a word after she came on stage, even though she played the devil to the fullest just by relying on her aura.
More than ten breaths passed, and the herb picker on the stage asked several times in succession, but received no response, which also brought the plot to a deadlock.
Seeing this, Niu Fuyun straightened his cassock and prepared to go on stage.
He was holding an alms bowl, and his head was disguised as a bald head with a disguise. He did look like an eminent monk.
Niu Fuyun only thought that the play had been temporarily changed, so he could only appear in advance.
He cleared his throat and was about to shout Amitabha when he was suddenly tapped hard on the shoulder.
He turned around and saw Qin Bai standing behind him with a solemn face, and suddenly felt guilty.
Niu Fuyun has been trying to play Fahai well these days, even trying to recite Buddhist scriptures, but he always feels that he can't find the essence of the character.
He was stopped by Qin Bai before he went on stage, thinking that the other party had discovered his imperfect preparation.
"Qin... Shopkeeper Qin, what's wrong?"
"Give me the cassock, that's not how Fa Hai acted."
"Okay." Niu Fuyun quickly took off his cassock and handed it to the other party.
After Qin Bai quickly changed it, he didn't have time to put on the hood. He stretched out his hand and wiped his head, and the black hair on his head suddenly dispersed.
Niu Fuyun looked at Qin Bai's shiny bald head and clasped hands. He was indeed far more bluffing than himself.
There was still a stalemate on the stage. The people who played the role of herb collectors were a little at a loss. The development of the plot was beyond their expectations.
The green-clothed woman's mouth opened in a grin that was twice as wide as normal, and then a large number of green snakes emerged from it and scattered around.
The snake was indeed a venomous snake, but under the cover of the dry ice mist, it passed by without being noticed by the onlookers.
Tan Zhuang couldn't help but stand up. He shook his head and said, "Is it possible that this is also part of the drama? Why does it feel a little different?"
Sun Tieji put his men on guard, and at the same time began to think about ways to escape.
The situation became chaotic, and several people on the stage were determined not to leave, but they could clearly see poisonous snakes crawling on the stage.
The woman in green didn't know what the purpose was. She tilted her head and licked her lips with her tongue, as if she was ready to kill at any time.
At this moment, heavy footsteps came, and only a cold snort was heard.
"Bold monster, I have already seen that you are not human!!"
"The mighty Tianlong!!!"
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The sun was shining brightly, but white mist suddenly appeared on the West Lake.
A few groups of idle scholars were chatting on the shore. By the time they noticed, the fog was so thick that they couldn't even see the path clearly.
Most people choose to leave here, since they have plenty of time to come back and play again.
It's such a thick fog that it would be bad if you accidentally fall into the lake.
There were also some who were more daring among them. Instead, the two scholars went deeper into the mist. They surrounded each other, and they were obviously drunk after drinking some wine.
In this state, by the time he noticed something, he was almost out of sight.
"Yuansheng, drinking will cause trouble. It will change as God says." Huang Chang couldn't help but belched.
Li Yuansheng, on the other hand, seemed disapproving: "Brother Huang, don't you think you are a poet when you look at this boundless fog? I would say that such a sight is difficult to see in ordinary times."
"Let's go, let's go..."
Huang Chang shook his head. Before the drunkenness came to his head, he naturally knew that the vision was not good in the thick fog and he had to leave as soon as possible while it was still early.
Li Yuansheng laughed and stumbled to sit on the shore, muttering to himself: "The water is cold and the smoke is light, the fog is light and the clouds are thin..."
Just as he was about to blurt out some beautiful lines of poetry, a woman's teasing laughter suddenly came from the lake, interrupting his thoughts.
Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Huang Chang's back, and most of the alcohol in his body had dissipated.
He quickly looked up and saw that the thick fog was parted, and a small boat was slowly approaching the shore.
The bell-like laughter became louder and louder, and Li Yuansheng seemed to have lost his mind, looking straight at Xiaozhou.
Huang Chang quickly stepped forward and patted him: "Let's go, come back to West Lake in a few days, and then we will have a drink with you."
"Hehe." Li Yuansheng smiled stupidly. He stood up and waited for the boat to dock.
Huang Chang wanted to pull Li Yuansheng away, but after being drunk, he lacked strength and almost stumbled into the lake.
The boat also docked on the shore at this time, and the woman's voice came.
"Sir, would you like to swim in the West Lake with me?"
"I wish...of course I do..."
Li Yuansheng stepped onto the boat regardless of his friends' dissuasion.
But Huang Chang hesitated again and again. When he gritted his teeth and was about to catch up, the mist surged, and the woman's figure reflected out of it.
Huang Chang's heart was filled with fear.
Because just looking at the outline, the woman is more than three meters tall.
He instinctively ran in the opposite direction. By the time he escaped from the West Lake, the fog had dissipated.
Looking at the lake, there are no boats.
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