Amidst the sound of funeral music, a scholar walked up the mountain path. He looked around and used the faint light of the lantern in his hand to guide the way forward.
The scholar is played by Li Yisheng, also known as Liang Kun in Young and Dangerous.
Qin Bai couldn't find anyone with good looks suitable to play the role of scholar among the people in Deyun Club, so Chen Jinwen finally recommended Li Yisheng.
In terms of acting skills, Li Yisheng is indeed not inferior. He plays the down-and-out scholar vividly, but he has a little more gangsterism.
The mournful music began to become more urgent, and the scholars on the stage became more and more frightened.
The emotions of the spectators were brought into it, especially those scholars who came to watch the play.
Geng Yu swallowed, no matter how big-hearted he was, he couldn't help but feel uneasy. Li Lian, who was sitting aside, had dull eyes, obviously not expecting such a situation to occur.
The scholar felt a little tired, so he leaned on the rock to rest for a while.
The spectators held their breath and could hear a pin drop in the theater. Just when everyone relaxed, something suddenly changed on the stage.
A red sedan came towards the scholar, because it was also heading towards the stands, giving people the illusion that it was approaching him.
"Mom, I want to go home!!"
The child's cry sounded, and Qin Bai winked at Xu Xian, who immediately understood.
Xu Xian coaxed the child to take him out of the theater so as not to disturb other spectators.
"Why does this bearer feel a little weird?"
Someone noticed something strange and couldn't help but speak up.
As soon as these words came out, everyone, including Geng Yu, stared neatly at the bearer. The more they looked, the weirder they felt.
“Why doesn’t the bearer feel like a living person?”
Geng Yu didn't dare to think about it anymore. The bearer's movements were stiff, and there was no change at all in either pace or speed.
Li Yisheng forced down the weirdness in his heart. He walked forward according to the original plot and asked for directions to the red sedan.
"Excuse me, where is Chenjiacun? Can you give me some directions?"
After repeating it three times, there was no response in the sedan chair, and the bearers stared straight ahead, like corpses.
Not to mention being a spectator, even Li Yisheng felt his scalp numb. After all, there were no sedan chairs or bearers during the rehearsal.
Duan Qing was fine sitting in the sedan, but he just made some creepy noises in cooperation.
Just as the scholar was about to leave, the curtain on the sedan opened a corner, and smoke formed by dry ice floated out.
The scholar suddenly felt bad. He turned around and was about to leave when the woman's chuckle came and he froze in place.
The same thing happened in the audience. All the spectators felt as if a heavy stone had been pressed against their bodies, and their breathing became rapid.
They couldn't turn their heads away and had to keep staring at the stage.
The corners of Qin Bai's eyes twitched. This part was not in the original plan. This was probably the paper man's improvisation.
His guess was soon confirmed, and he was very proud of the thought coming from the paper man.
Then the sound of bones colliding suddenly appeared, and a thick layer of white bones grew on the stage, with countless little spiders crawling among them, making the atmosphere even weirder.
The paper man stood on the beam, with the paper fox and paper spider beside him. The three little guys were having fun playing, and they were not aware of the gradually stiffening face of their old father.
Chen Jinwen turned around and was about to say something, but Qin Bai spoke in advance: "It's all special effects. As you know, I know some heretical techniques."
"Shopkeeper Qin, will something happen?" Chen Jinwen couldn't help but feel guilty.
"Will not."
After Qin Bai finished speaking, he added: "Probably not."
He quickly told the paper man not to go too far, and at the same time exchanged a large amount of Buddhist incense wood to light it.
Originally, he planned to save some points, but now it seems that not only can't he save, but he also has to increase the dosage of medicine to at least survive this plot.
As the smoke dispersed, the audience's panic calmed down.
This wave, this wave is watching horror movies while taking tranquilizers.
At this time, an unkempt man was walking slowly on the small road outside Hangzhou.
Because the man had stayed in the mountains and forests for a long time, his clothes were torn and his hair was tied back casually.
The long sword at his waist was well maintained, and the scabbard made of ebony even had a faint glow, which showed that it was frequently wiped with tung oil.
Behind the back is a sword box wrapped in cloth and a long stick also wrapped.
This person is Yan Chixia. She has traveled through the mountains and rivers for more than half a year and has never seen a human being. It is normal for her to be a bit unkempt.
He also realized that his current appearance was not suitable for entering the city, so he simply used the sword at his waist to trim the beard on his face.
As he approached Hangzhou, Yan Chixia's cultivation was naturally not comparable to that of Zhiqiu Yiye. He could tell at a glance that Jinshan Temple was unusual.
However, he was not reckless, but planned to meet up with Qin Bai.
"Deyunshe"
Yan Chixia secretly thought about the information sent by Qin Bai. He always felt that the name sounded a bit like a theater, but he quickly overturned this idea.
After all, Qin Bai was still a scholar with a reputation as a scholar. Even if he joined the army, he was still a tiger general. How could he have anything to do with the theater.
Just when he was about to go into the city and talk again, strange musical instruments sounds suddenly sounded from the distant mountains and forests, which seemed to be the kind of mournful music only associated with funerals.
Yan Chixia was not suspicious. After all, it was clear day and it was normal even if there was a funeral.
It wasn't until the exorcism charm in his arms felt faintly hot that he realized what he was doing.
"This Hangzhou is really unusual. You can encounter monsters when you first arrive."
Yan Chixia sneered, put her right hand on the hilt of the sword, and accelerated her legs towards the direction of the sound.
The bright red sedan looked extremely eye-catching in the woods. The bearer had pale skin and a dead man's makeup on his face.
As the sedan walked along, blood kept seeping out of it.
Yan Chixia's footsteps did not pause at all, but she seemed to feel the breath of a stranger, and a woman's teasing laughter sounded in the sedan.
At this time, the sword light flashed, and a big tree fell down instantly, and the laughter stopped abruptly.
Yan Chixia cut off the mountain road with a broken tree to block the sedan's progress, while he himself untied the old cloth wrapping the sword box seemingly calmly.
"Come from the underworld?"
"little lady"
The voice in the sedan wanted to say something, but Yan Chixia continued to snort.
"Forget it, it doesn't matter. It's better for the demon to be in a state of disarray."
"Here comes the sword!"
The sword transforms into thousands! !
A harsh sound came from the sword box, and a flying sword emerged from it, turning into cold light and disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Yan Chixia turned around and walked towards Hangcheng without looking back. The flying sword behind her returned to the sword box like a baby swallow returning to its nest.
There was only red paper left on the mountain road, which turned into pieces as a gust of wind blew by.
