The years of reselling the haunted house

A few people nearby also came forward to help when they heard that I was Yang Zongbao.They held me down with cold hands, and let the man put Yang Zongbao's outfit on me, and gave me a gun and pushed it onto the stage.

In a daze, I don't know how I got on the stage, standing with Mu Guiying on the stage.

People in the audience looked up at me and Mu Guiying, and I also looked down from the stage.There were hundreds of people standing in the audience, and I couldn't see their faces clearly for a while.

However, they all wore those fancy clothes, except for one of them.

So I saw him at a glance, it was Xu Zhe.

Xu Zhe was wearing his own clothes, standing very conspicuously in the crowd.He also looked up at me, but his eyes were full of emptiness.

Xu Zhe?I endured so much that I didn't call out his name.Just now I yelled good, which aroused their curiosity, and I really didn't dare to speak anymore.

"The commander-in-chief of the Indian Army is determined to retreat from the Liao Dynasty, and my husband will follow the commander into the barbarians..."

Mu Guiying sang two more lines of libretto, reached out to hold my hand, walked on the stage, and walked to the back of the stage.

I just felt that Mu Guiying's hand was cold, and I couldn't help but follow her off the stage.

It was only after walking around to the back of the stage that Mu Guiying released his hand.

I looked at her, completely bewildered.Mu Guiying also seemed to be relieved, she glanced at me, shook her head lightly, pointed to the distance, and said lightly: "It's really useless, you are not a ghost, why are you shouting? Run quickly, it's too late if you don't run..."

This Mu Guiying's voice, even when she's not singing, is very pleasant, crisp.

But it wasn't her voice that gave me goosebumps, it was her words.She said I'm not a ghost, and since I'm not dead, of course I'm not a ghost.So what does she mean by this, are they all ghosts?

Until then, my brain seemed to suddenly open up.When I came to this village, all the scenes that happened appeared in my mind one by one.

No wonder I felt the temperature drop when I came to this village, and the people I saw were all wearing those fancy clothes. It turned out that I was just surprised. Only then did I realize that those clothes were obviously shrouds...

Chapter 1198

Fuck.Why am I so stupid, I didn't even recognize the shroud, and I joined their team to watch the show under the stage?If it wasn't for this Mu Guiying's words that woke me up, I don't know how long I would be stuck here.

In other words, the people here are all dead and ghosts, so what about this Mu Guiying?Thinking about it now, the line she sang on the stage should have been to save me.

After thinking about this, I don't have the guts to stay here anymore.Even though I know some Taoism now, and have spent so many days in Taoism, my fear of ghosts has not improved much.The fact that I had just had such a close encounter with so many ghosts was hard to accept and even more terrifying.

Anyway, I can't stay in this ghost cave anymore, I have to get out of here quickly, and find my third uncle first.

I didn't dare to say any more, so I nodded to Mu Guiying and clasped my fists together.I don't know when she was a ghost, so I can only thank her with this ancient etiquette.

Mu Guiying showed no expression on her face, and pointed to the way for me to escape, beckoning me to leave quickly.

At this time, there was a noise from the front of the stage, and the sound of gongs and drums came to mind.Mu Guiying glanced at me, picked up the embroidered dragon knife, turned around and stepped on the stage again.

Not daring to delay any longer, I ran wildly in that direction.

I didn't have time to take off the costume on my body. After running a few steps, I stumbled and fell down.Although the fall was not heavy, I felt pain all over my body. I couldn't bear the pain, so I couldn't help but take a breath of cool air.

"Hey...it hurts..."

"Thank God, you finally woke up, why did you come here, it's really lucky to come back alive..."

At this time, someone spoke from my ear.The voice sounded real, and it sounded a little familiar.

When I looked up, I found a figure squatting in front of me.I subconsciously wanted to hide back, but the man said again: "Don't be afraid, you've already escaped, you're safe... It's also thanks to her..."

Only then did I calm myself down and take a closer look at the person in front of me.

By the moonlight in the sky, I recognized him.No wonder his voice is so familiar. It turned out that he was the old supervisor we met when we first entered the mine, named Guan Sanjun.

"Guan... Uncle Guan, is it you? You... why are you here?" I asked in surprise.

"Hey, you still asked about me, and I haven't asked you yet? Why did you come here alone in the middle of the night? You are really not afraid of death..."

"Me? Alone? Uncle Guan, haven't you seen my third uncle and Xu Zhe?"

The old Guantou shook his head: "I didn't see it, but I saw you. You kid, you have saved your life, do you know that?"

I nodded, rubbed my heavy head, and recalled it carefully. Everything that happened just now seemed to be in my mind, but it seemed to be gradually blurring.

"Master Guan, I just... seemed to be with a group of ghosts, and watched a play with them..."

The old manager smiled: "What you said is really easy, it's ghosts setting up a stage, and souls singing operas. On our side, whoever saw ghosts singing operas, few people survived. You boy, luck is real Not bad... get up and see what the environment is like here..."

I turned over and sat up, looking around.

I saw only a piece of moonlight, and the land in front of me was shone white by the moonlight.In the distance are some scattered grave mounds. Those grave mounds are uneven and rise one after another. I don't know how many there are.Although I didn't get close, it's not difficult to judge that they should be some wild graves, because I can't see any tombstones, and I don't see any sacrifices prepared by someone sweeping the tombs.Except that the tomb bag protrudes a little, the rest is no different from the field, and it is also covered with weeds.

What is even more frightening is not these grave mounds. After all, I have experienced so much, and I have seen wild graves, so I am not so scared to see them.

Surprisingly, before my eyes, a mess of footprints appeared on the ground.It's still footprints, not shoe prints. Those footprints are of different sizes, and it looks like they were stepped on by many people.

You must know that this is the wild forest in the back mountain, where will so many barefoot people come here.The only explanation is that these are ghost footprints.

"Uncle Guan, do you know a place called Yuantou Village? Is there a custom called Mining Festival?" I remembered what I heard in the village I just went to, so I asked old Guantou.

"Hey, that's right. It turns out that there is indeed a Yuantou village in this area, and a kind of mining festival was held. But... that was a long time ago, and it was before liberation. The village was attacked by bandits and the whole village was slaughtered. .There is no such place anymore.”

"Ah? You mean that everyone in Yuantou Village is dead?" I was shocked when I heard that.

The old Guantou pointed to the front: "Forget it, don't mention this, let's go to the front and have a look."

I couldn't help following the old Guantou, and walked a little further, and I was already very close to those graves.On the edge of those graves, I saw an old dead locust tree.The canopy of the locust tree was gone, only a bare trunk was left, and the trunk was also devoid of branches and leaves. There were several holes in the tree, and many spider webs were formed on it.

Seeing that I was paying attention to the old locust tree, the old manager smiled and said, "What? Have you seen this tree before?"

I pointed to the trunk of the old locust tree, on which were impressively engraved with one horizontal and two vertical knife marks.Didn't I engrave this on it with a knife before I entered the village in fear of getting lost?

how could this be?The old locust tree is at the entrance of the village, so what I entered was not a village, but this cemetery.

What a suspenseful journey this is.I thought that with the strengthening of my Taoism and the increase of knowledge, when I experienced these things again, my mentality would not fluctuate.Unexpectedly, I have experienced it myself, and I still feel uncomfortable in retrospect.

The old Guantou waved his hand: "Let's go, go in and have a look, there is something even more surprising to you."

With that said, the old manager walked into the cemetery.

I froze in place, a little hesitant.

The old Guantou turned around and saw that I didn't keep up, as if he had read my mind, he looked up at the sky, and explained: "Don't worry, it's past the time for ghost shows. Nothing will happen if you go in at this time gone."

I nodded and wanted to understand what was going on, so I followed the old man into the wild cemetery.

Going around a few abandoned grave mounds, the old man pointed to the ground. I noticed that the soil on the ground here is not very hard, but it is soft and soft when stepped on, and shoe marks will also be left.I clearly saw a pair of shoe prints extending from the old locust tree.

Chapter 1199

Those shoe prints are clearly mine.

And on the ground, there are still a lot of paper money scattered.The paper money was soaked in rain and dew, and it was already in tatters.

Facts have proved that I did go all the way from the outside to the inside, and I obviously entered the village at that time. Could it be that I was fascinated by ghosts?

I reached out to take out the Dragon Subduing Wooden Sword, but found that my and third uncle's two backpacks were missing.

There are a lot of magic tools and some necessary items that we need to use in our dilapidated house, and it will be very troublesome if they are lost.

I looked around anxiously, and the old manager waved his hands: "Are you looking for something? I'll take you to look for it. Ghosts won't accept those things."

I looked at the old pipe head in front of me. When I was in the weighing room, I really didn't see that he had these two strokes. It seems that he is very familiar with the situation here, but I underestimated him.But since he has this ability, why didn't he take action to break the curse?When we see the third uncle, we must study this old pipe head carefully.

But right now, I still have to get the equipment back, or Third Uncle won't eat me.I remember I was still carrying it when I entered the village, so it must have been left behind in the village.Since ghosts don't accept these things, they must be in the wild cemetery in front of them.

I followed the old Guantou around a few more grave mounds, and there was a slightly open place in front of me. There was no grave mound there, but a pile of rotten wood appeared.

The most indispensable thing in the back mountain is the trees, but what I see are the wooden pillars that have been cut down and processed.

But when he saw these broken logs, the old man stopped and motioned for me to go and have a look.

At this time, my mind was much clearer, and I was not stupid. When I saw these logs, I immediately understood.I walked over, and sure enough, I saw that the wood was not piled up in a random way, but it should have been building a platform.It's just that no one took care of it for a long time, and the table collapsed.

There were several big holes in the countertop and it was covered with moss.Half of the logs used to make the pillars have fallen down, and they look loose. Although half of the table is still supporting it, let alone a person standing on it, even a rabbit jumping on it may collapse it.

If you look carefully, there are still a lot of rags on the countertop, which should have been colorful, but after being exposed to wind, sun, and rain, these cloth strips have faded from their original colors, leaving only a trace of the original color.

This made the entire stage look extremely depressed and deserted.

I understand that this should be the place where I watched a play with a group of ghosts last night, that is, the ghost theater.Later, I seemed to be called to the stage by that Mu Guiying.I was also put on a costume...

Thinking of the costume, I was shocked, and quickly lowered my head to look at myself.

After I woke up, I didn't have time to look at myself, and this look shocked me again.He didn't wear any special clothes, but there were a lot of white cloth strips hanging on his body, which looked like the kind of spiritual streamers stuck on the grave.

Fuck, goosebumps suddenly appeared on my body.

I hurriedly tore the rags off my body and threw them on the ground, spitting non-stop.

The old manager smiled while watching me do it.

I said angrily: "How unlucky, when did this thing kill me?"

The old Guantou shook his head: "You, if you didn't hang up this costume, would you be able to go on stage? If you don't go on stage, would you be able to escape? You should be grateful for this costume, and despise it as bad luck?"

It turned out that these rags were all costumes in front of the stage just now. I looked at the old Guantou and asked in surprise: "Uncle Guan, that's not right. Have you also gone to a ghost show? How do you know so much?"

The old Guantou snorted: "Nonsense, I'm the one who put on your costume."

"Ah? So it's you..."

I stared at the old Guantou and carefully recalled the scene at that time. It was true that someone put on a costume for me. No wonder that person seemed familiar to me at the time. It turned out to be the old Guantou?

"Uncle Guan... I didn't expect that you are an expert, you can come and go here freely, and even saved my life." I really admired the old Guan in front of me.

The old manager waved his hands again and again: "No, no, I'm not an expert, to tell you the truth, the reason why I can live in peace with these ghosts, and sometimes I can watch a ghost show, is because I usually When I have nothing to do, I will come here, burn a few sticks of incense for them, sprinkle some paper money, burn some paper money, and sometimes bring them some food, and some of them know me, They won't hurt me either."

I was taken aback, looking at the paper money scattered on the ground around me and the graves one after another, and said, "So you scattered the paper money on the ground. You said you knew them? Then who are these people?"

The old manager said: "This is a mining area, and of course the dead are all former miners... Come on, don't ask so many questions, it's getting late, go look for your things under those wooden shelves. Find it." Now, leave here quickly, don't come here alone at this time in the future, maybe you won't be so lucky next time."

I shook my head and said with a wry smile: "I don't want to come here again, and besides, the ghost show is not good at all. It's a pity that you came to watch the ghost show."

The old manager smiled and said, "I can't help it. I'm a fancier, so that's fine. If you watch this ghost show, it's still very good."

Hearing what the old Guantou said, I suddenly remembered something, so I pulled him and asked, "Uncle Guan, since you know Peking opera, let me ask you, did they sing Mu Guiying in command last night?"

The old Guantou nodded: "I didn't expect you to know that Mu Guiying is in command. That's right, that's what they sang last night."

I waved my hand: "I guessed it just by seeing the dress of the man on the stage. I don't know Peking opera. Then let me ask, is there the last play in the script? It's the one about Yang Zongbao... "

The old manager looked at me, understood what I meant, and explained: "I know what you want to ask. To tell you the truth, when Mu Guiying walked on stage, all the libretto was correct at the beginning, but in this scene Here, there was nothing wrong with Yang Zongbao at all. The following few sentences... It seems that who can call for our army, call Zongbao my husband... and the commander-in-chief of the Indian Army decided to withdraw from the Liao Fan, my husband Let’s march into the barbarians with my commander... These few sentences are not in the original script, they must have been added by the actor on the stage. I also put on the costume for you based on her singing and lyrics. It’s just that These costumes look like white cloth strips at this time, but they are Zong Bao's outfits in the ghost theater. Looking at it now, I just followed the trend to save you, and the one who really saved you was Mu Guiying on that stage..."

Chapter 1200 The Mysterious Old Pipe Head

They sang a ghost show, obviously the actor who played Mu Guiying was also a ghost, I was very surprised to say that she saved me, I just came to this place, do I know her?

My mind became confused again: "It was Mu Guiying on stage who saved me, why did she save me? Mr. Guan, who played that Mu Guiying?"

The old Guantou looked at me, as if he wanted to say something, and finally shook his head: "I don't know. Although my surname is Guan, I'm called Guan Sanjun. But I only care about the theater, and I don't care about anything else. Don’t care. If you want to know, you can go to the mine to check, maybe there are records. Don’t think about these things anymore, you can find the things quickly, just walk out from here. I want to go back My weighing room is gone. If you need anything, come to me again.”

Seeing that the old manager didn't want to say more, and this is indeed not a place for small talk, I nodded and searched in the pile of rotten wood under the moonlight.

Sure enough, the two backpacks of my third uncle and I were in there.I turned the two backpacks out, put them back on my back, and turned around to find that the old pipe head was gone.

This old man is very mysterious, the dragon sees the head but does not see the end, appearing and disappearing suddenly like a ghost.

Fortunately, he pointed out the route for me to leave here. I took my backpack and left the cemetery immediately.

When I walked out of the cemetery, I found myself at the place where my third uncle stopped to observe Xu Zhe.

The third uncle was walking back and forth anxiously with his hands behind his back.

He suddenly saw me appear, as if he had relieved a heavy burden, he let out a sigh of relief, hurried over and said, "Nephew, where the hell have you gone? What happened to you?"

I curled my lips: "Forget it, are you still afraid that something will happen to me? You ran out by yourself and didn't even say hello. I'm lucky that nothing happened."

The third uncle also grinned and explained: "At that time, I was in a hurry to chase, thinking that you could wait for me at the same place."

I asked, "What are you chasing after? Have you caught it yet?"

The third uncle shook his head: "I didn't catch up. It's a bit troublesome. Let's go back first. The mountain is too cloudy to stay for long."

I turned my head to observe, and found that the third uncle was alone here, so I asked, "Where's Xu Zhe?"

The third uncle said: "I guess, it's almost time, he should have gone back."

Saying that, Third Uncle turned around and led me, and started to evacuate from the back mountain.

We found the original way back, it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down the mountain, let alone this muddy mountain road.We slipped on our feet and almost scrambled back to our residence, nothing could be more embarrassing than this.

We went to see Fatty and Xu Zhe immediately.Sure enough, as Uncle San expected, they all came back before us.It seems that I was delayed by the ghost show, and the third uncle was waiting for me again, which caused us to fall behind.