Author: Looking at the beauty after crossing the water
Chapter 12 Injustice
On the bed, Zhang Yi held the account book and began to carefully select the items that could be redeemed.
With a total turnover of 600, there are quite a few things that can be redeemed.
However, to be on the safe side, Zhang Yi still pulled Dai Moli over, even if it was just for reference.
"What do you think of this talisman hitting you?"
Zhang Yi pointed to the golden talisman on the catalog.
100 turnover, which can cause strong damage to the ghost and at the same time make the ghost stiff for five seconds.
"You think you are very humorous?" Dai Moli put down her phone and asked.
"Just for reference." Zhang Yi held his chin with one hand, "After all, you are the only ghost around me."
"Did you ever tease wild dogs when you were a child?"
"No?"
"Have you ever beaten a goose?"
"No."
"Have you ever kicked a honeycomb?"
"As a human being, your life is more exciting than mine."
"If you had done this, you wouldn't ask me this question." Dai Moli told Zhang Yi the story of when she was a child and she plucked a goose feather.
"I just pulled one of its feathers, and it chased me for two streets and even pecked my clothes to pieces." Dai Moli leaned back and supported the bed with both hands. Thinking of that unbearable memory, she dreamed to herself
He laughed, then tilted his head and looked at Zhang Yi.
"You'd better make sure this talisman can kill me at once, otherwise your end will definitely be miserable!"
Zhang Yi looked at Dai Moli's serious expression, silently ended the topic, and focused more on those life-saving items.
Zhang Yi, who finally stayed up all night, carefully selected four props. In addition to the [Golden Light Talisman] just now, the other three props were [Essence Fire Talisman], [Transformation Talisman] and [Heart Protection Talisman].
[Essence Fire Talisman]: Stimulate one's own essence and spirit, summon a fire spell, and cause huge damage to evil spirits. The more complete one's own essence and spirit, the higher the fire damage.
[Transformation Talisman]: When attached to the body, in the eyes of evil spirits, it can transform into any object. However, the disadvantage is that it cannot be moved, and it will be invalidated if it is moved.
[Heart Talisman]: After suffering a fatal attack from an evil ghost, it will be activated immediately to help the bearer block the evil ghost's attack.
The four props were chosen by Zhang Yi after careful consideration and consideration from Dai Moli.
In this way, if you encounter danger, you will not only have the ability to fight back, but also have a good escape ability. At least if you use it properly, confidentiality is not a problem.
Unfortunately, his funds are limited, so he cannot test whether these things work on Dai Moli.
After confirming the exchange, four talismans appeared in the account book.
Apricot yellow paper, cinnabar charm.
There were dragons and phoenixes dancing on each talisman, and Zhang Yi couldn't understand what was written on it.
After putting things away, Zhang Yi looked at the time and saw that it was already 4:30 at night. He immediately got up from the bed, washed up, closed the curtains, threw the account book aside, closed his eyes and started to sleep.
Since meeting Dai Moli, Zhang Yi feels that sleeping is also one of the joys of being alive, so he now cherishes the quality of his sleep very much.
With these life-saving tools, Zhang Yi slept soundly.
When I woke up, it was almost dusk outside.
Zhang Yi rubbed his eyes and walked downstairs to take a look. Business was not bad. Uncle Zeng and Dai Moli were both busy.
Uncle Zeng glanced at Zhang Yi: "Wake up."
"Um."
"Crash la la la..."
I saw Dai Moli standing next to the massage table, holding up a lot of ice beads from the basin with both hands, and sprinkled them along the guest's forehead.
However, ice beads the size of mung beans do not hurt at all when they hit your face. Instead, they have a very delicate friction feeling, and the ice is cool and very comfortable.
After trying it, I felt a very refreshing and tight feeling on my cheeks.
In front of Mr. Zeng and his guests, Dai Moli was naturally unable to use the ability to condense water into ice.
But Dai Moli had already used her own abilities to prepare all the ice beads, ice flakes, and ice nail polishes she needed and put them in the refrigerator.
You can take it out and use it when needed, and you don't have to worry about anyone noticing anything is wrong.
These things look simple, but not everyone can imitate them.
Especially those mung bean-sized ice beads, they need to be lighter than mung beans and not easy to melt, and they must not stick into a lump. Without the ability of Dai Jasmine, it would be difficult for normal people to imitate them.
It is precisely because of this unique technique that many people are curious to try it after seeing it.
Zhang Yi considered whether to turn Dai Moli's technique into the signature of their massage parlor.
But before that, the facade of the massage parlor should be renovated. After all, the pink glass door is a little twisted no matter how you look at it.
Also, the decoration and facilities in this store are a bit too old.
"That's it for today."
After Uncle Zeng finished massaging the customers, he walked to the door and hung a sign saying he was closed.
"So early?"
"Don't you still want to go to the theater? It's almost time after dinner."
Zhang Yi looked at the time and noticed that it was almost six o'clock in the evening.
"Since it's so early, Uncle Zeng, why don't you go too?"
"No, I'm getting older, I don't have enough energy, and I'm not used to this."
"Just think of it as joining in the fun. It's free. I'll pay for the melon seed tea. It's our team building."
Zhang Yi remembered what he had thought about last night, so he pestered Uncle Zeng to go with him.
Zhang Yi did not forget to wink at Dai Moli.
After receiving the look from Zhang Yi, Dai Moli immediately came up to pester Uncle Zeng: "Uncle Zeng, just go. I don't understand singing. If you ask me to accompany him, you might as well make more money at home."
It’s true.”
"No, no, no, I...I..."
Uncle Zeng waved his hands to refuse. At this time, the phone in his hand buzzed and vibrated, and a voice message was sent over.
"Look, someone has made an appointment. I'm starting to urge you to go there next time."
"Really or not, Uncle Zeng, who is it? It can't be a date with a beautiful lady, right?" Dai Moli stepped forward to take a look.
Uncle Zeng hurriedly hid his hands behind his back: "Just ordinary friends, friends."
Unexpectedly, the mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole was behind. Zhang Yi looked at the mobile phone handed to him and lightly poked the screen with his finger.
"Damn it, you should come early. If you are late, the children will be off work."
The three of them stared at each other, and the atmosphere began to become awkward.
"Ahem, don't get me wrong, you asked me to play mahjong."
Uncle Zeng coughed lightly and hurriedly explained.
Zhang Yi and Dai Moli nodded seriously, looking like they suddenly realized something.
"Stop talking, I'll go quickly. There are three people missing and one person is missing. If it's late, someone else will take the place."
After Uncle Zeng said that, he picked up the thermos cup in his hand and walked out.
"jingle!"
After Uncle Zeng left, Zhang Yi and Dai Moli looked at each other.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
It was still early, so Zhang Yi lit a scented candle for Dai Moli. After changing into the clothes he had just washed yesterday, Zhang Yi put Dai Moli in the newly bought thermos cup.
Then I went outside, found a noodle shop, ordered a side dish, a beef, and a large bowl of noodles. After I was full, I set out on the road.
City L is an ancient city. The tourism industry has been booming in the past two years. Many young people have changed into Tang costumes and Hanfu, and have also begun to become interested in opera.
A plaque bearing the name of Lanxin Theater hangs above the theater door, and on the doorposts on the side are two lines of couplets.
First couplet: The beauty of the world is on my brows, I see the green and warm pearls and the fragrance, and I revisit my base.
Second line: Fifty thousand spring flowers are like in a dream, I remember singing and dancing, sleeping in Kunlun.
There were two extra large red lanterns hanging on the door, and the quaint old theater attracted many young people standing at the door holding up their mobile phones to take pictures.
If you get closer and listen carefully, you can hear the sound of erhu playing inside.
"19:45, the time is just right."
Zhang Yi held up the thermos cup and walked inside. When he reached the door, he was stopped by the man sitting in front of the door.
The uncle knocked on the sign on the door: "20 for a shared table seat, 50 for a single seat in the front row, 65 for a small table, and a bag of melon seeds and a plate of snacks."
The price is not expensive. Zhang Yi originally wanted to buy a 20-seat ticket, but then he thought about it and it was inconvenient to share a table.
The last time he came, he had a rough look at the layout of the theater.
A shared table is a large square table that can seat seven or eight people.
The single seat is more comfortable. It is a Taishi chair. It is a separate seat with a certain distance from each other.
When I thought about it again, I didn’t miss the 15 yuan, so I simply changed to the 65 package.
I bought the ticket and walked in. There were already many people sitting inside.
Most of them are elderly people, but there are also some young people who are live broadcasting on their mobile phones.
Face the ticket number and find a seat in the front row to sit down.
“There are quite a lot of people.”
It was also the first time for Dai Moli to come to such a place, and she was full of curiosity about her surroundings.
"Well, most of them are here to join in the fun, and I'm afraid half of them will leave later."
Zhang Yi remembers that when he was a child, he heard opera singers on the roadside, but he didn't understand or understand them.
"After waiting for many years, this theater has finally reopened."
Several elderly people sitting on the shared table behind them were drinking tea and chatting.
"I haven't heard it for many years. I heard that Mr. Shen was invited this time. The last time I heard her sing was on TV."
"Nowadays, Mr. Shen is at least the third among the top four gentlemen."
"The four gentlemen think she is young, but it's a pity that we old bones don't know how many more times we can listen to her."
"Ladies and gentlemen, our unpacking is about to begin today, please keep quiet."
The host walked onto the stage and motioned for everyone to quiet down.
"Dong dong dong..."
The gongs and drums started to play, and the first scene of the unboxing show was "Yutangchun"
Zhang Yi listened in a daze, and some young people behind him could not sit still and started scrolling through their mobile phones.
Following the second show "Hongluan Tianxi" and the third show "Dingjun Mountain", people in the hall began to leave.
The only ones left in the hall are either those who really like it, or they are elderly people.
Zhang Yi held his chin and began to regret in his heart. He would have sat in the back if he had known better. Now that he is sitting in the front, whether he wants to leave or use his mobile phone to catch fish, he has to bear the disdainful looks of the elderly people present.
Besides, I haven't seen Mrs. Qing yet. If I leave now, it will be in vain.
"Mr. Shen is about to appear. This scene is Farewell My Concubine."
Several old people behind him raised their necks, as if they had been looking forward to this scene for a long time.
Wearing a red dress and a jade crown with a bead curtain on her head, the figure walked out and already caused a burst of applause before she even started singing.
Zhang Yi took a closer look, wasn't this the same woman he saw yesterday?
But why does everyone call her Mr. Shen?
Shouldn't she be Mrs. Qing?
Her steps were very fast, and her upper body basically didn't move, except for a slight sway that naturally matched the movement of her legs, making her look coordinated and beautiful.
"I recall that since I entered the battlefield, I don't know how many frosts I have experienced. In what year I finally got my wish to return home, and my military spirit disappeared into the sun and moonlight."
As soon as he started talking, the people who were a little unable to sit still and wanted to run away were also stopped.
Zhang Yi was sitting in the front row and had the most direct feeling. The strong emotion colliding with the sound was like pulling people into the character.
"good!!"
Several old people behind him could not help but cheer.
Zhang Yi held a thermos cup in one hand and stared at the figure on the stage, almost forgetting what he was doing.
"Strengthen the mountain and the world is overwhelming, but the times are unfavorable and the glory will not fade away. What can be done if the glory does not fade away, but what can be done if there is a danger."
On the stage, the overlord of Chu sighed in grief and anger.
The action on the stage gradually reached its peak, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Yu Ji played by Mr. Shen.
But she suddenly stood still and turned sideways to look at Zhang Yi, who was sitting in the front row.
The look on his face was like a different person. He slowly pulled out the sword from his waist and put it against his throat: "I was wronged!!"
