Urban: I have a new identity every week

"Uncle, I heard that there will be a stage in the town tonight." Su Xun asked seemingly unintentionally.

Ren Cai nodded: "This has always been a tradition in our Renjia Town, but the opera is sung for ghosts."

"Oh, I don't know where the stage will be set up? I can avoid it at night." Su Xun asked.

Ren Caiyao pointed in one direction: "It's just north of the town, just don't go there tonight."

Su Xun thought to himself, I can't do it if I don't go there.

To you it is theater.

To me it's a cafeteria.

Of course, this meal cannot be eaten in a restaurant.

You have to wait for these foods to run out before you can eat them.

In the movie, ghosts love to eat tofu, Uncle Jiu uses tofu to lure ghosts out, and then uses formations to catch ghosts

Tofu is made from soybeans and red beans. After the ghost eats it, his limbs will become weak and he will not be able to run even if he wants to.

Su Xun was going to use this trick before Uncle Jiu.

After Wencai and Qiusheng put down the bad guys and let these ghosts run away.

He also lured them with tofu, let them eat tofu first, and then let the zombies eat them.

Fair enough.

And by the way, Uncle Jiu can take the blame.

The ghost was let go by Wencai and Qiusheng.

It's Uncle Jiu's fault if he can't find it.

It has nothing to do with me, Su.

As we all know, I, Su, am a good person!

It is estimated that Uncle Jiu's money to bribe the poor man will be doubled this time, without adding more money, this matter will not be resolved.

Uncle Jiu is so stubborn, this time he is going to bleed profusely, alas, what a pity (???????).

The sympathetic Su Xun shook his head.

Uncle Jiu, who was printing Ming notes in Yizhuang, suddenly sneezed several times and rubbed his nose.

"Could it be that Aunt Cane is thinking about me?"

Thinking of Aunt Cane, Uncle Jiu shivered.

The woman has been greedy for him for a long time.

He, Lin Jiu, who has maintained his virgin body for almost 40 years, how could he take advantage of her?

...............

Time flickered to night.

In Yizhuang, Uncle Jiu is still working overtime printing money, and Qiu Sheng is helping him.

After all, Hungry Ghost Festival money needs to be consumed in large quantities.

This is equivalent to contraception during Valentine's Day in modern times. It is a truth that condoms need to be consumed in large quantities.

This example is easy to understand.

"Wow, Master, 5000 taels, how come such a large denomination is printed." Qiu Sheng picked up a Ming note.

Uncle Jiu said: "Nonsense, too much paper money is being burned, which has caused inflation down below."

Afterwards, he sat down and began to write the sacrificial text.

I had to talk while writing, and then accidentally said my real name.

"Wow, Master, so your name is Lin Fengjiao, tsk tsk tsk, Fengjiao, Fengjiao, Fengjiao."

Qiu Sheng still couldn't change his true nature of death, and he approached Uncle Jiu with a playful face to provoke him.

It can be seen that he has temporarily come out of the grief of losing his father.

"Get out and do something!"

Uncle Jiu's face twitched, and he threatened: "If you dare to speak out, I will not be polite to you."

"Don't worry, Fengjiao..." Qiusheng usually puts his life to death, and seeing Uncle Jiu is going to get angry, he quickly changed the subject: "Don't worry, master, I will definitely not say anything about it."

"Hmph!" Uncle Jiu snorted coldly, and then asked, "What about Wencai, why didn't you see him?"

"He's short, so he's going to the theater to take up a seat first." Qiu Sheng said casually.

"Theatre?" Uncle Jiu's expression changed: "Tonight's play is for ghosts, come with me."

"Huh? For a ghost to see?"

Qiu Sheng hurriedly followed.

At the same time, Su Xun had already asked his subordinates to prepare special tofu on standby.

And he went to the theater alone.

He had to watch the ghost run away with his own eyes before he was relieved.

By the way, go make friends with those four errands.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 951 Ghosts Are Good Ghosts, People Are Not Good People

In the theater on the north side of town.

"Dangdang...clang...clang!"

The singers are playing with guns on the stage.

"Good! Good singing!"

In the empty theater, Wen Cai stared at the stage and applauded loudly while gnawing sugarcane.

"Writing talent."

Suddenly I heard someone calling myself.

Wencai looked back and found that it was Su Xun who came in, his eyes lit up: "Teacher Su, no, it should be called Master Su, you also come to the show, there is no one there tonight, so we have reserved the show."

"Hehe, yes, you don't need to compete with others for seats." Su Xun echoed with a smile. He has yin and yang eyes, and at a glance, the theater is full of "people".

It can be described as a ghost mountain and a sea of ​​ghosts.

There are only a hundred or so ghosts in the movie, that's because there are not enough extras and they are reluctant to spend money to hire them.

But now it's the real world, during the Ghost Festival, the ghosts below finally came out legally, how could it be possible that only one or two hundred ghosts came out?

However, the more ghosts there were, the happier Su Xun was.

Whether the royal zombies can advance to the golden armored corpse tonight depends on this wave.

Su Xun looked at the four errants.

The four underworld guards are in charge of guarding these ghosts, and the weak ones are suppressed by a single talisman.

However, the opponent represents the power of the underworld, no matter how weak it is, it can still walk sideways in the world.

"That person seems to be able to see us?"

A errand stared at Su Xun and said something.

"Don't worry about it, we just stick to our posts." Another errand said.

Soon, Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng arrived, but they didn't come in from outside.

"Master, Mr. Su is here too." Qiu Sheng saw Wen Cai, and naturally also saw Su Xun.

Uncle Jiu frowned, feeling a bad premonition in his heart, but it was not easy to break in and ask him at this time.

Qiu Sheng stared into the theater again and said, "Master, I don't think this looks like a ghost."

"Do you want to see it? I'll let you see it." Uncle Jiu cast a spell to help Qiusheng open his eyes.

Qiu Sheng looked again and was startled. The theater that was empty just now was full of ghosts.

Uncle Jiu said: "Go in and bring Wencai out. For the ghosts inside, if you pretend you can't see or hear them, they won't bother you."

As he spoke, he tied a red rope around Qiusheng's hand, held one end in his hand, and said, "Don't break the rope."

"Ah? Alright." Qiu Sheng walked into the theater, thinking silently in his heart: he can't see, he can't hear.

Qiu Sheng walked up to Wen Cai: "What are you still doing here, master asked me to call you back."

"Qiu Sheng, what are you doing back home? Going to the theater, there are only three of us tonight, and we've made a lot of money!" Wen Cai was full of excitement, applauding from time to time.

The corner of Qiusheng's mouth twitched, just the three of us?

At this moment, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared, wearing a long pink and purple dress, revealing delicate collarbones and looming gullies.

Qiusheng and Wencai's eyes lit up instantly.

"Miss, what do you call me? My name is Qiusheng." Qiusheng put the matter of taking Wencai away in a blink of an eye.

Wencai is not far behind: "My name is Wencai."

What kind of drama are you still watching? Isn’t it good to watch the ditch?

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu's face changed, and he kept pulling the red rope. Qiu Sheng felt annoyed, so he untied the rope.

"Pfft!"

Uncle Jiu suddenly lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

"This stinky boy."

Uncle Jiu bared his teeth in pain.

"I'm going to Su Xun, how dare I ask the lady's name? Are you here to see the play?" In the theater, it was Su Xun's turn to say hello, and she pretended not to know that Xiaoli was a ghost.

Xiaoli's brows showed sorrow, and she said delicately: "My name is Xiaoli, and I came to seek refuge. Someone forced me to be his wife, and asked someone to arrest me."

Saying that, she pointed at the four ghosts with her slender fingers.

"Oh, poor Xiaoli has suffered a catastrophe!" Wen Cai sang in a dramatic voice while biting a sugar cane.

Qiu Sheng sang: "Alas, I, Qiu Sheng, am so angry that I am a beauty~ Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

"Wait for me Qiusheng to fight the injustice... Qiang Qiang Qiang~" Qiu Sheng made a gesture and walked towards the messenger.

Wencai followed closely with sugarcane in hand.

Xiao Li's red lips parted slightly, she poked her head and said, "Be careful, they know magic."

"Clang! We will ~Maoshanshu~" Qiu Shengwen turned around and sang in unison.

Xiaoli said coquettishly: "They are very cunning."

"The two of us rule over cunning, clang clang~"

Su Xun: "..."

These two actors, you are enough!

Qiusheng and Wencai came to Yinchai.

"Let's go! If you have the guts to go out and fight!"

The four errants all turned their heads to look outside.

Then Qiusheng and Wencai took this opportunity, each took out two talisman papers and pasted them on Yincha's head, Yinchai was restrained, and fell straight down.

Outside the door, Uncle Jiu got up from the ground just in time to see this scene, his eyes widened instantly, and there was only one thought in his mind: it's over.

"It's an accident! Run!"

"Everyone, run away..."

The ghosts who were watching the play fled in all directions in an instant.