Even though he knew that the ghosts on the stage were all acquaintances from the past and would not harm him, he could not resist the primitive fear of ghosts deep in the human heart. The village chief was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and his face looked three points whiter than the ghost face. .
People kept leaning towards Shen Qiqi, wishing they could press their whole bodies against her.
Shen Qiqi shook her head in amusement.
She gnawed off the last bit of meat from the braised pig's trotters, took a sip of wine, picked up a bowl, poured wine into the bowl, and comforted the village chief who was almost scared to death.
"Uncle, don't be afraid. Look at those on the stage. You have watched them grow up. What's there to be afraid of? Besides, look at us all listening to the play in the middle of the night. Isn't it okay? Come on, come on. , drink some wine to ward off the cold."
village head:"……"
It’s not necessary to ward off the cold, but drinking alcohol can strengthen your courage!
The village chief took the wine bowl, tilted his neck back, and after a few gulps, he felt that the courage gained from a bowl of wine was not strong enough, so he extended the empty bowl to Shen Qiqi.
"Xiangu, have another bowl!"
Shen Qiqi: "..."
Shen Qiqi advised him: "Uncle, I think this wine is quite strong and has a lot of stamina. You'd better drink less... If you drink too much, you'll get into trouble!"
The village chief waved his hand: "No, no, I know what it is like. I drink this wine often!"
"..." Shen Qiqi thought to herself, but I don't drink it often.
After leaving this secret realm, it’s not certain when I will be able to drink such fine wine again!
But even the village chief asked for it, and she had no choice but to give it to him.
Shen Qiqi had no choice but to pour him some more.
Of course, it wasn't full, only half the bowl was filled.
Fortunately, the village chief was so frightened at the moment that he didn't notice her little actions of picking and searching. He just raised his head and drank without looking.
After downing two bowls of wine, the village chief's pale face finally turned red.
It's a pity that this three-point color did not last long.
As the last aria came to the floor, the opera troupe's all-star actors, actresses, young actors and actresses, as well as singers and clown singers, including those who played gongs and drums, many of them, all returned to the stage, in order of height. One stop is good.
Immediately afterwards, an old man without disguise was supported by a martial arts student, and he climbed onto the stage tremblingly. He glanced at the audience, and finally laid his eyes on the village chief and grinned at him.
...it almost made the village chief laugh to the sky!
Fortunately, Shen Qiqi had been prepared. When she saw the village chief rolling her eyes, she quickly used her spiritual power to help him stabilize the coffin. Then she put her index finger on her lips and softly "shhh", and said to him in a lowered voice: "Relax, it's normal. Be careful, don't scare them."
After speaking, she looked at the ghosts on the stage and lowered her voice even lower.
"There are so many ghosts. If they really attack, I can't defeat them by myself. Don't worry about me and you, the whole village won't be able to escape."
village head:"……"
How dare you summon them all at once if you can't beat them!
The hair on the village chief's body was pounding, and he was about to cry out of fear.
Shen Qiqi was busy cheering him up again.
"Going on stage to sing a great show for the villagers is their long-cherished wish. Their long-cherished wish failed to come true during their lifetime, and it became an obsession in their hearts after their death. As long as their obsession persists, their ghosts will never leave. The only one The way to allow them to leave voluntarily and reincarnate without harming them is to help them realize their long-cherished wish."
"Look, we have walked the ninety-nine steps before us. After taking this last step, it's just hello, me, hello, everyone. If we can't finish it, then you'll finish it and I'll finish it, and we'll finish it together...Uncle, you choose. Well, go or not?"
Village Chief: "..." Does he still have a choice? Does he dare not to leave?
Maybe he knew there was no way to retreat, or perhaps the desperate situation inspired him to have courage. Of course, it could also be because of the bowl of half-wine. In short, the village chief tried his best to steady his trembling body, then raised his hands and clapped his hands. , once, twice...
When the applause finally came in succession, the village chief shouted at the top of his lungs: "Okay! Good singing!"
That sound was simply more harsh than a broken gong.
But the ghosts on the stage were very happy after hearing this, and they all grinned excitedly.
The village chief looked at the big, empty, dark mouths on the stage. The blood all over his body froze and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He pinched his legs hard to prevent himself from fainting.
It wasn't until those ghostly figures on the stage turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared into the night that he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground!
Shen Qiqi: "!!!"
The person who built this secret realm is really awesome!
It’s just a paper man, filled with richer emotions than a real person!
Shen Qiqi was filled with admiration in her heart. Just as she was about to pull the village chief up who had fainted from fright, her eyes suddenly went dark.
When she opened her eyes again, she saw the majestic and majestic hall.
The people sitting on the jade chairs on the left and right sides of the main hall were all high-level monks with profound cultivation. Except for the Purple Spirit Immortal and her six senior brothers, Shen Qiqi had never seen the other five people.
But I think they should also be the elders of Wuji Sect.
And the only place where all the elders of the Wuji Sect can gather together is the meeting hall.
Generally, the disciples who pass the examination will be sent to the meeting hall together, and then they will choose their teachers and worship them here.
In fact, it is not right to say that you choose a master and worship him. To be more precise, it should be the master who chooses the disciple.
After all, being able to enter the Wuji Sect is already very good. There is no reason for them to choose their master. It is the master who chooses them.
And for those disciples who passed the examination but were not wanted by their master in the end, they could only become outer disciples first and then look for opportunities to become disciples in the future.
So, after she came out of the secret realm, she was sent directly to the meeting hall of Wuji Sect?
As Shen Qiqi was thinking, people continued to fall out of the void one after another.
It seems that other disciples have also finished their assessment.
I wonder how Xie Beiming did in the exam.
Shen Qiqi quickly gathered her thoughts, ran to the white light and shadow door that kept spitting out people, and stood guard, staring at the door eagerly.
The elders of Wuji Sect: "..."
This was probably the first time they encountered such neglect, and all the elders looked at each other in confusion.
One of the elders couldn't help but cough lightly.
Coughed again...
The Immortal Lord coughed for an unknown number of times before Shen Qiqi turned around and looked at him.
"Isn't your throat uncomfortable? Why don't you try my medicine? It has a miraculous effect on treating itchy throat."
After Shen Qiqi finished speaking, she took out a packet of medicine from her arms that she had just grabbed from the Wuwu Space, and ran over to give it to the other party.
The Immortal Lord took the medicine package, opened it, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he laughed and said: "Good disciple, you have your heart, but you can make these medicines better. For example, we can make them more convenient." What do you think of the elixir you have taken in? You don’t know how to make alchemy? Don’t be impatient. I will teach you slowly in the future as a teacher."