On the quiet night of the barren mountains, the moon is bright, and someone sets up a stage to sing opera.

At first, the actor's voice could not help but tremble.

But it didn't stop either.

There are dozens of wide benches below. In the eyes of Taoist Yishan who came from afar, it seems that they are all empty, but in a blink of an eye, it seems that some people have already sat there.

Fortunately, there are still some spaces.

Many Taoists were very sure that the performers on stage were living people. They had heard of this type of opera. Only the junior sister had never heard of it. She looked confused, but she also walked over and sat down with her senior brothers.

They wanted to find someone to ask for directions, at least they could find a place to stay. Even if they found a ancestral temple, village and temple, it would be better than sleeping in the wilderness. However, they were doing their best to act, and there were audiences below. It was rude that they really couldn't go on stage to disturb them.

So I had to find a free seat and sit down and wait.

As soon as I approached and sat down, I could clearly feel that the opera singer on the stage finally returned to normal voice immediately became trembling again.

And it's shaking even harder than before.

Even the sound of blowing and beating was messed up.

I immediately knew that the other party had misunderstood, but it was hard to leave again.

There were lanterns on the stage, but there were no ones off the stage.

The lanterns illuminate the front rows, but the Taoist people sat in the back rows, and they hid in the moonlight.

In the eyes of the people on the stage, they were singing ghosts and gods in the night in this deserted village. There were no one leaving in this place during the day. As they sang at night, some figures came and sat in the darkest place. It seemed that they were watching themselves perform. How could people not be afraid?

There was even a "person" in the audience who seemed to love to play. With the light of the moonlight and the lanterns, he saw him shaking his head and chanting.

"You can't stop! There are audience members, so you have to perform better!"

The middle-aged man's low voice came from the backstage, and the volume was just right, mixed with the sound of playing opera, and the people below could not hear it.

This is a rule for thousands of years.

"What are you afraid of? Don't be afraid! We are here to sing and act for them. Since ancient times, even if the barbarians who have been killed by thousands of swords come, we will not make things difficult for us actors!"

The people on the stage listened silently, not stopping at all.

That's the truth.

The show has been taken, how can I stop?

When a play starts, it must be finished no matter what. No matter whether it is windy or rainy, no matter whether it has anyone to listen to it, it must have a beginning and an end.

In an instant, the sound of blowing and beating was filled with another thrill.

The actors are more focused on it.

As the state gradually arises, I forget to be afraid.

The opera troupes here are also famous for paying attention to singing, reciting, doing and fighting, and have many hard-working platforms and high-stage martial arts.

It’s like a one-leg kick, a one-leg kick, a knife door, a flying fork, etc. are extremely thrilling. When you play high-level martial arts, you can even turn over countless tables, like flying eaves and walls.

The people on the stage did not mess with each other at all.

The people and ghosts in the audience gradually listened seriously.

Even the junior sister held the sword with her hands in her chest, staring at the stage with her focused look on her face, her eyes glowing, and she was very focused.

Even when Lin Jue turned around, even the other unknown audiences around him were extremely involved. Even if some of them looked dull, they would not look away.

There is still too little entertainment these days.

So whenever a wealthy family invested in a mountain village to hire a opera troupe and perform in the open air, people from all over the countryside heard about it, they were really willing to join in the fun of walking on the mountain road for two hours. After watching it, they felt happy when they walked back on the mountain road for another two hours.

Because this opportunity is really rare.

I didn't expect that the same would be true if I did it.

Lin Jue felt that it was nothing, so he turned his head left and right, constantly looking at these ghosts.

Unexpectedly, there were so many ghosts in this small place, big and small, and even monsters turned into animals, parked in the darkness in the distance, and came to join in the fun.

Seeing that most of these ghosts were pale and thin, both men, women, and young and old, they couldn't see clearly in the dark night, and they didn't know when they died, but they neither went to the underworld nor dissipated naturally...

I'm afraid that the underworld and the human world will not function smoothly.

Lin Jueru thought.

But after a long time, the people on the stage had not come down. Not to mention talking to them, they had never even stepped down the stage.

Lin Jue gradually became a little sleepy.

At first I thought they were singing well, their performances were wonderful, and their blowjobs and beats made people energetic. But after a long time, after hearing the continuous sounds, it seemed to have a sleep-enhancing effect.

Fu Yao sat upright at his feet.

Lin Jue patted its head gently, and when he saw it turn his head, he said to it: "I'll take a nap first, remember to wake me up if you have something."

"Yeah~"

The fox answered simply.

Lin Jue sat on the ground and squinted his eyes to rest.

But unexpectedly, nothing happened overnight.

Overnight, the people on the stage never came down or stopped, and the original audience in the audience did not disturb the stage at all. Both sides seemed to be tacitly obeying the ancient rules.

In fact, where are there written rules?

It’s just the four words that put your heart in the heart.

When Lin Jue woke up, it was early the next morning, and the sky was already dark and red.

The benches around were already empty, and the wild beasts in the mountains behind him were gone. Only a few actors wearing costumes and hoarse voices stood aside, talking to the second senior brother in a daze.

"The Taoist priests scared us..."

The troupes were really shocked when they started last night.

At night, we sing opera for ghosts and gods. As we sing, it would be fine if people came down to sit down. Finally, we calmed down and sang opera normally, but we found that it was getting dawn and they didn't leave!

It was not until dawn that the rooster crowed and the sky was clear that there were a group of Taoists sitting below.

It's enough to tell people this as a joke.

"Forgive me for my sins, we were lost by chance and had nowhere to go. We wanted to ask you for directions, but you were concentrating on the performance and had no time to take care of it. It was dark and slippery, and the road was slippery, and the ground was wet and cold, so we had no place to go, so we had to sit here, at least there was a bench sitting." The second senior brother had to bow, "It was also boring on the road and greedy for you to perform."

"I see."

The troupe's headmaster breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at them with respectful eyes, bowed and said:

"Several Taoist priests are also brave. It's midnight. We are singing here, and there is not a single one. We dare to sit and listen. I guess there must be Taoist practice."

"Didn't you sing on stage all night?" Senior Brother Seven said next to Senior Brother Seven.

"That's different. We take on the job of singing opera for ghosts and gods. Even if there is no one below, we have to sing here all night. On the contrary, we were shocked by someone."

"How do you guys know..."

Senior Brother Qi smiled and said to them: "There is no one else besides us?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

He couldn't help but turn his head and look at Senior Brother Qi.

Senior Brother Seven also looked at them, respecting the short joy they had never fooled and brought to ghosts and gods for a hard night, so he saluted them.

There is no need to ask any more questions.

The troupe was stunned and raised his hand, and both sides saluted each other.

After putting down his hand, Senior Brother Qi asked, "Why are you singing in this wilderness in the middle of the night?"

"We were invited by the wealthy family in Shimen Village to come here to sing operas and invite ghosts and gods in the mountains to watch." The troupe leader said, "It is said that their family gave birth to a strange child who often lost his soul. He never came back after leaving some time ago. Now the child is not only stupid, but even almost died."

"Shimen Village..."

Senior Brother Qi murmured and said curiously: "What does this have to do with you singing here?"

"It was the Yan family who invited the gentleman to come and said that the child's soul had gone far and called the soul but did not call him back. Then the gentleman gave them an idea and asked the opera troupe to sing a play for ghosts and gods, saying that after these ghosts and gods had been in love, they would naturally help find them."

"So that's how it is."

"We don't know if there are really ghosts and gods, and whether it's useful. Anyway, we will come to act after receiving the money. We have been like this for thousands of years. We are not afraid of being a hero and a bad life."

"The headmaster must not say this." Senior Brother Qi was very serious and bowed and said, "You are famous actors with profound skills and dedicated work. All the spectators were satisfied with the sight of the audience last night. These wandering souls floated in the mountains and were lonely for a long time, and they didn't know how much depression in their hearts. Can you bring them joy and relieve depression? How isn't it just merit?"

When the troupe leader heard that he was called a "famous actor", he felt ashamed and wanted to wave his hand and refuse, but when he heard it behind, he couldn't help asking:

"Do you, really? Are ghosts and gods really satisfied?"

"nature."

The actors are a bad person, but all ordinary people and ghosts have their own intentions. At this time, everyone couldn't help but show some satisfaction. When facing these Taoist priests, they became even more respectful.

"Where are the Taoists going?"

"We are looking for Shimen Mountain. This place is so remote. I am just a little newcomer and I can't help but get lost."
To be continued...