"Wha... what? Curse... curse..." Xiao Fan seemed to have heard a very old-fashioned joke.
Are you sure you're not living in a clichéd TV series?
How can you keep saying the word curse?
Are these two words so cheap nowadays?
Are you sure this isn't bluffing?
Xiao Fan thought.
Maybe there are some hidden secrets hidden in this village?
Is that why we have to do everything possible to drive away outsiders?
Thinking according to Xiao Fan's logic, no matter it is the ghost in the old tree with a crooked neck, or other ghosts, most of them are fictitious things. They are usually the cover of isolated rural people, and their purposes are different.
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"Thank you for your kindness. It doesn't matter. I'm bold by nature and I'm not afraid of anything - curses."
In addition, several people lobbied him, and Xiao Fan was determined to stay here. No one could try to drive him away.
There was no other way, so these people had to disperse and go about their own business.
"Whatever you want, it's really..."
"Hey!" Xiao Fan wanted to call out one or two people to ask about the ghost in the tree, but he didn't expect that they had already dispersed and gone away.
Then Xiao Fan took another look at the child's house, and finally gave up the idea of exploring.
It's daytime now, and the atmosphere isn't as weird as last night.
Xiao Fan was in the mood to find out what was going on and decided to conduct an on-site investigation again.
He came to the towering old tree again.
The tree was still the same tree, but it was clear day and the trunk and branches of the crooked old tree were completely exposed to the light. It was clearly visible.
"How can there be any ghosts here!?" It's simply nonsense. Xiao Fan doesn't feel anything at all. This is just a good old tree with deep growth rings.
Maybe it's because it's daytime. Xiao Fan probably won't be so confident once it gets dark.
The sun is shining brightly now, and the sunlight is very comfortable on my face.
Xiao Fan couldn't help but sit down with his back against the tree trunk.
The wind blows on the face, like a lake washing one's face.
Gradually, Xiao Fan's eyes closed.
A strong wind blew by, and Xiao Fan seemed to hear a sound.
That's...
Someone is singing?
No, that's not singing, it's like an opera.
Xiao Fan stood up, and the sound seemed to come from behind the tree, nearby.
Then Xiao Fan saw a scene. He saw two men and women dancing behind the tree, behaving elegantly and moving their lips.
That was Kun Opera, they were actually singing Kun Opera!
The man and woman were both young and wearing green costumes. They moved towards each other, raised their fingers, and swung their long sleeves from time to time.
"It turns out that the flowers are blooming everywhere,
Like this, everything ends up being ruined and ruined.
Good times and beautiful scenery
Whose home is the pleasure?
Flying in the morning and rolling in the evening, Yunxia Cuixuan
Raindrops and wind flakes, smoke waves painting boats.
The people of Jinping think that this time is so mean!"
The sound is long and slender; the lyrics and music are sad and sad, and paired with the picture, it is really beautiful.
Xiao Fan stood there fixedly, looking a little crazy!
It was as if his soul had been taken away and then floated to an unreachable distance.
In the distance, amid mist and rain, there are boats, lakes, and heartbroken people in the painting.
The two young men and women were still in their prime. They were still dancing under the tree, completely immersed in their own world. All the flowers bloomed among the branches and leaves on the tree, and fallen flowers flew over their heads.
under their feet.
The two of them held hands and looked at each other with tenderness and sweetness in their eyes.
There are such beautiful songs in the world, and there are couples who work together so perfectly!
Xiao Fan was attracted by their figures, impressed by their singing skills, and was completely drunk by this scene.
When the sound stopped and the picture disappeared, Xiao Fan slowly opened his eyes.
The warm sunshine was shining on his face, and he blocked the sun with his hands. He only felt that his body felt more comfortable, and his body and mind were particularly comfortable.
There is a sense of laziness as if you have just enjoyed a wonderful situation.
It turned out that it was another dream.
It’s another dream that I dreamed about when I accidentally fell asleep.
The picture was so real, the voice and the face seemed to be there; the voice was so captivating, as if the lingering sound was lingering around the tree.
Is this really just a dream that happened when I accidentally fell asleep?
Or is it a dream that this old tree conveys to strange travelers?
Don't know, don't know.
Xiao Fan only knew that this feeling was so real. Even when he woke up, he could still feel it so clearly, and it did not gradually disappear because he regained consciousness.
It's really weird.
Everything seems incredible since arriving in this village.