The host is broken

Chapter 704 Yan Sexual Love (10)

What are you crying for? It seems to be singing Qin Xianglian babbling.

And old man Su looked into Su Shumo's eyes. Her eyes were too dark. In the depths of the darkness, there seemed to be a more evil force ready to move. Old man Su's heart froze for a moment, and he subconsciously glanced around him. What? I didn't see it, but I don't know if it's because of Su Shumo's weird tone, Mr. Su always feels that the air around him is a bit colder.

"What nonsense are you talking about, thinking that you can escape the family law like this?"

Old man Su didn't think too much about it, he just thought that Su Shumo was just playing tricks to escape from home.

"Grandpa, she called you a heartless person."

Su Shumo smiled and looked at the female ghost lying on Mr. Su's shoulder, with two lines of blood and tears streaming down her long hair, and said calmly.

The female ghost babbled and sang opera words, which were Qin Xianglian's words;

"My father-in-law starved to death in the thatched cottage... I cut the green silk and exchanged it for a reed mat and buried the corpse in the barren hill."

"Leading my children to find my husband, and begging from door to door along the way, we suffered all kinds of hardships..."

"It's so easy to come here... This is the capital, unexpectedly the number one scholar in my husband has forgotten his homeland."

She sings sadly and sadly, but she is full of resentment. Su Shumo used to like to listen to operas the most, especially Farewell My Concubine and Chen Shimei. When she was bored, she also went to the opera troupe to listen to it Once, pointing his finger at the chin, he looked at Mr. Su with a smile on his face, and said in a cold voice:

"He sees newcomers smiling, but the old ones crying does not move his heart..."

This libretto came out of Su Shumo's mouth, there was no sorrow or anger, it was just like the sound of a clear spring, cold and compelling.

Old Master Su's heart sank when he heard it, the libretto seemed very familiar.

And the butler's expression also changed suddenly, he became trembling, and a thin layer of sweat beads soon appeared on his forehead, even if he kept wiping it off, he couldn't stop it.

"master……"

The housekeeper called out to Mr. Su in a low voice, and Mr. Su looked over:

"what happened?"

The butler winked. Mr. Su and his master and servant have had a tacit understanding for most of their lives. Seeing this, he took a look at Su Shumo and asked the servant to watch, then took the butler upstairs.

In the study room, the butler wiped off the cold sweat that was crawling out of his head again, feeling a little frightened:
"Master, what the young lady sang just now is the old lady's favorite opera when she was young, Qin Xianglian."

Mrs. Su passed away many years ago. The original owner only heard that she died of illness.

But if he died of illness, why would the ghost of the dead pester Mr. Su so resentfully?

Mr. Su seemed to have remembered something terrible because of the butler's words, and his complexion changed drastically.

But the housekeeper suddenly became strange when he looked at Mr. Su. When the eldest lady was born, the old lady was already dead. How did the eldest lady know that the old lady could sing this song, and it was Qin Xianglian!
The housekeeper's eyes became more and more strange, looking at Mr. Su as if he saw something terrible, no...

The housekeeper's eyes were not looking at old man Su, but as if he was looking behind him.

He remembered that when the old lady was still alive, she most liked to follow behind the master, singing opera, and her eyes were full of admiration.

The eldest lady said that she saw a woman crying beside the master...

Could that be the old lady?
The butler broke out in a cold sweat, and his legs began to shiver involuntarily.

And old man Su obviously remembered something old, his face became paler and paler:

"Don't talk nonsense, people turn into loess when they die, what kind of ghosts and ghosts, don't engage in superstition!"

Despite this, Old Man Su still reprimanded him coldly, but his ten fingers were tightened.

The butler quickly answered yes, clasped his hands and lowered his head, seemingly calm, but in fact, his heart was still beating uneasy.

The two masters and servants were silent in the study with their own thoughts. It was not until more than half an hour passed quietly that old man Su raised his head, and there was a bit of panic in his eyes:
"She's dead, isn't she?"

The housekeeper nodded hastily: "Yes, master, he is dead."

Hearing the butler's answer, Mr. Su felt at ease.

Yes, already dead, such reincarnation, ghosts and ghosts are all superstitions and nonsense!
Old man Su tried his best to comfort himself in his heart, but he subconsciously ignored a problem.

If reincarnation of life and death, ghosts and ghosts are all superstitions, then why did Su Shumo suddenly sing Qin Xianglian.

After sitting in the study for a while, Mr. Su and the housekeeper went downstairs. Su Shumo was playing with her mobile phone, humming lyrics, but...

The old man Su and the butler who had calmed down were shocked again when they heard it, and all the blood on their faces disappeared, turning pale.

Su Shumo's voice is cold, like a cold spring in a mountain stream, there is no babbling or whining, but if you listen carefully, under her cold voice, there is another sad woman's voice, looking at Su Shumo at first glance, it looks like her mouth There, two voices came out at the same time, which was so weird that it made one's scalp tingle.

Originally, Mr. Su still wanted to continue his family law, but now he doesn't even have the courage to approach Su Shumo, and his legs, even though he is holding on to the railing, are still so soft that they seem to be paralyzed on the ground.

"Grandpa, you have come down, do you want to continue the family law?"

Su Shumo heard the voice, raised her eyes, and looked over with a smile. She seemed to be in a dark, lightless cave, with an echo, but the echo... was still sad, like weeping.

"Master...Master, Missy's voice..."

The butler's voice was trembling, almost out of tune.

Seeing that the two were scared like little squirrels and did not dare to come over, Su Shumo laughed lightly as if mocking, and glanced at the female ghost behind the two of them in a costume, with long hair hanging down to the ground and two lines of blood and tears, and got up:
"It looks like it won't continue, so I'm leaving~"

In the plot, the reason why the female ghost can't be successful is because Mr. Su also noticed the strange things around him later, so he found the method of a good monk and beat the female ghost to death.

But now, Su Shumo is here, the so-called reincarnation of karma, the price that should be paid, still has to be paid.

The female ghost is Mrs. Su's wife, and the family runs a theatrical troupe. Decades ago, the troupe was still very popular.

A long time ago, opera singers were called Mr., not opera actors.

But the phrase "Business women don't know the hatred of subjugation, but they still sing flowers in the backyard across the river", relegates the singers to the dust.

At that time, Mr. Su was also a member of the theater troupe, and the song Qin Xianglian sang on the same stage with the female ghost. , the lingering infatuation of her love.

Later, with the invasion of foreign culture, fewer people listened to operas. Sometimes, there were not as many opera listeners sitting below as there were opera singers. I don’t know when, the actor replaced Mr., and the word opera child became a derogatory term.

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