Chasing dreams Deyun started from the car accident Fenhewan

Chapter 637

Shen Changle said: "When it's the day of the funeral, your wife is crying, crying so heartbreakingly and heartbreakingly."

"Is that feeling sorry for her mother-in-law?" Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle said: "Oh, it's all leg pain."

"Hi!!!" Hou Zhen was also speechless.

Shen Changle said: "Of course this is just an example. People like now are less superstitious. At most, it is just a comfort in the heart. Believe it or not is the same."

"Yes." Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle said: "Even now, in many places, this superstitious thing and form are no longer just used as beliefs and psychological comfort. If you just take it out and look at it, it is actually quite good. You can completely treat it as a A cultural carrier or a unique traditional art.”

"Oh? Can this thing become art???" Hou Zhen was surprised.

Shen Changle said: "That's right, for example, at the beginning of the show, the Nuo dance "Dancing with Officials" performed by our famous Beijing opera master Zhang Ke, you all watched it. Is it a special art?"

"It is indeed very beautiful, but what about this Nuo dance?" Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle said: "This Nuo dance is a kind of folk dance widely spread in various places. It has many functions, including expelling ghosts and epidemics, offering sacrifices, etc. It is the dance part of the Nuo ceremony. Six-period performances originated in Jiang Province, and even now it is still spread in many areas in the south.”

"Oh, such a Nuo dance." Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle said: "This is still in the south. In fact, in the three northeastern provinces in northern my country, there is also such a similar art form called Tiao Dashen."

"Oh... I know this, but I've only heard of it but never seen it." Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle said: "This thing is fun, don't worry about what's going on over there in the three eastern provinces, invite the great dancing gods, and there will be a total of two people performing.

One is the great god, also known as the one god, and the other is the two gods. The one god is the object of the soul's possession, and the two gods are the assistants.In the process of dancing the big gods, one god is mainly dancing, and the other gods are playing drums. "

"There are fixed tunes and words of invitation to the gods. After the gods are invited, the two gods are responsible for communicating with the gods and spirits and answering people's questions. Sometimes they are so-called immortals, and sometimes they are dead people. soul."

"Of course, all the psychics in the back are abandoned now. Now the main thing to talk about is the middle part, the form of the libretto. There are very few who can both sing and sing."

"That's amazing. Now that we've talked about it today, especially since you can sing, why don't you sing it for us now???" Hou Zhen praised.

Shen Changle smiled and said, "Me? Okay, then I'll learn a few words, let's listen and try."

"Okay, okay." Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle said: "That's like saying that there is something going on at Mr. Hou's house today, so I brought my assistant over to dance to the master."

"It's our house again?" Hou Zhen said.

"That's for sure. If there is no accident at home, why do you invite the master dancer?" Shen Changle said.

"All right." Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle smiled, and Shen Dantian raised his voice and sang high: "Hey!!!!!!!!!!!! High up......"

"The good guy sang so loudly that he almost lost his breath." Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle said: "I'm running out of oxygen from singing... It's okay, everyone, let me repeat, Hou Zhen's mother is holding a sharp knife in her hand, and she walks into the house with a slow pace. High fire day!"

"How can I say??? There are too many rewinds, you start from singing." Hou Zhen pushed Shen Changle speechlessly.

"The main thing is to talk about the previous story too much, let's sing it officially this time." Shen Changle smiled and said that this time he is not playing tricks, mobilized his dantian energy to brew for a while, and then sang:
"When the sun sets and the western mountains become dark, every household closes their doors."

"The old magpie runs through the forest, and the house sparrow flutters the moth to the eaves."

"The five-clawed golden dragon returns to the North Sea, and the thousand-year-old king returns to the beach."

"The big road cuts off the traffic volume, and the small road cuts off the traffic."

"Nine out of ten houses were locked, and one door was left open."

"The clouds are light and the fog is long, light up the incense and invite the gods to hey hey hey~~"

"Hey, that's really good." Hou Zhen said.

"Good good!!!"

"Woo, woo, woo..."

The audience also applauded enthusiastically.

Shen Changle took a breath and continued to sing:

"Hold the King Wen Drum in the left hand, and the Immortal Whip in the right hand."

"It's not called a drum, nor is a whip called a whip."

"Donkey skin drums, willow wood rings."

"Run, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah."

"And here's Gan Gen Zhen Xun Li Kun Dui, eight big copper coins hey hey hey hey~~"

"Okay!" Hou Zhen praised.

Shen Changle continued to sing: "Tell my fellow countrymen to not be too busy, it will be gray or yellow."

"It's either a ghost or Chang, or the third prince of Nezha."

"Or Tota Li Tianwang, if he wants to have a safe and peaceful home."

"Oh? How is it???" Hou Zhen's words came to his mouth just in time.

Shen Changle laughed and said, "Unless Hou Zhen's bedroom is changed into a hut, hey hey hey~~"

"I'll fuck you!!!" Hou Zhen scolded with a smile.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

"Woo, woo, woo..."

"Heh heh heh..."

"Hey, this kid's singing is really good!" Many of the audience in the audience, who came for the first time, were amazed by Shen Changle's profound skills and good voice.

"Well, the singing is really high-pitched. At the beginning, when the voice is bright, there are not many people in the whole cross talk circle with that high-pitched voice."

"Hey, grandpa, don't you guys know? Shen Changle's side job is to sing Peking Opera seriously. Although he is a teacher of Li Shengsu, the boss of the Mei School, he is very good at learning a few words of Bao Gong!"

A few old audience members were discussing, and a young man next to him quickly turned around and explained to his grandparents proudly.

"Hey, if you can sing Peking Opera, you really have real kung fu, not bad!"

"This kid will be in Jindu from now on, right? How many of us can come here often in the future."

"That's right, you should come here often." Several old men nodded and said.

"Grandpa, let me see that this place is not something you can come to as often as you want. Look at the audience. If you want to come in the future, it is not certain whether you will be able to buy a ticket." The young man said with a smile .

Everyone: "..." (dish)
Good is good, bad is bad. Even the old audience in Jindu who are known for their strictness, pickiness, and professionalism are completely overwhelmed by Shen Changle's cross talk at this time, and they give thumbs up.

(End of this chapter)