Tomb Raider Live: Opening Awakening Kirin Tattoo

The space on the stage is relatively small.

Not even half of the area under the stage.

The four of them are tourists, so naturally they cannot go on stage.

So just stand below and watch.

But the distance is a bit far, and it looks really uncomfortable.

The fat man was about to walk forward, at least he could look directly under the table, how convenient it was.

However, after walking two steps, he found that the front was actually blocked by a rope.

There are still sheets of paper hanging on the rope, densely packed with unknown things.

It was still Wu Buzheng who had sharp eyes and found a wooden sign standing on one side.

There seemed to be a reminder on it, and several people ran over.

Sure enough, I saw that there were a few words written on it.

"Don't enter, it's dangerous!"

[What kind of hint is this?Can I just stand here and watch? 】

【That's too uncomfortable】

The fat man complained in the live broadcast room.

Wu Buzheng waved his hand, indicating that he would do as the Romans do, this place is not far from the door, and it will be convenient to go out later.

And the point is, this folk performance doesn't cost a penny, so don't have so many opinions.

Where the fat man was willing to compromise, he smiled and sent a sentence.

[Don't panic, they will start performing later, I'll touch two chairs and come over]

[There are at least a dozen chairs in there, if you touch two, we can sit and watch]

[How uncomfortable it is to stand, if they perform for an hour, Fat Master's legs will be sore from standing]

Wu Buzheng nodded, thinking that this method is good.

The chairs inside are also empty, so why not take them out and sit for a while.

At worst, put it back when you leave.

And it's not dark here, as long as you don't make too much noise, no one will notice.

Who knows how long they will be performing?

It's not a problem to stand all the time, they are no match for Ying Yan.

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[Chapter 483 For ghosts to see]

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Chapter 483 For the Ghost

Several people were discussing, and at this time the people behind basically all came in.

They seemed to be in a hurry, so when no one came in, they started right away.

Fatty and the others stood there and watched.

When the show started, they really didn't have time to deal with the chairs.

I saw that there were quite a few people standing here watching like them.

It is estimated that there are seven or eight.

Probably tourists or something.

Before wearing a mask, I couldn't tell who was who.

At this time, the actor and the audience can be distinguished as soon as they are distinguished.

Fatty missed his brothers, so he ran to see them one by one.

But these people don't look like Commander Hu in terms of size or temperament.

And I didn't see a man and a woman appearing.

And there was only one woman, surrounded by several young people.

It doesn't look like Laohu either!

It was not easy to take off the mask at this time, so the fat man could only run back suppressing his anxiety.

After the preparation is over, I will ask one by one.

At this time, the show finally officially started.

I saw that two beds were moved out on the stage, creating a situation similar to that of a family.

However, the surrounding screens are all khaki, which looks very strange, as if it is in an underground room.

Seeing this, the fat man explained in the live broadcast room.

[This is called Dixianzi, and it is very common in the Northeast, but I don’t know what it has to do with the Huanghuang Festival! 】

The so-called basement is actually a cellar, but it is a cellar where people can live.

This kind of thing is rare in modern times.

Maybe it has something to do with Huang Pizi, that's why the environment is set up like this during the performance.

After the bed was laid out, several people sneaked in from one side.

They seemed to be thieves or something. They were all dressed in black with red ropes tied around their waists. They looked like bandits.

In the past, there were many bandits in the Northeast.

So it is understandable to integrate this element.

But what happened next seemed very strange.

There is another door in the cellar, which is ajar.

After those people came in, they suddenly seemed to have lost their souls, and actually stood on the bed and hanged themselves.

Of course, it was not a real suicide, but a performed suicide.

The fat man thought it was interesting, but he also forgot to get the chair.

After those people died, there was actually a man named Huang Pizi running out from behind the door.

Still gloating there.

Everyone looked at it and knew in their hearts that it was Huang Pizi who was harming people.

It is said that Huang Pizi is psychic, no wonder the locals did not dare to offend this thing before.

This thing is indeed somewhat demonic.

But when the fat man saw this, he already understood in his heart.

Since it was the exorcism ceremony to frighten Huang Pizi, the next step must be revenge.

Sure enough, soon someone came up in costume.

Wearing a revolutionary costume, he seems to be preaching the downfall of all demons and monsters.

However, no one spoke during the whole process, so the approximate meaning can only be guessed by yourself.

Fatty felt that he had understood the content behind, and was tired from standing at this time, so he stopped looking, sneaked over the rope, and went to get two chairs.

Prepare to invite everyone to sit down and watch.

However, he just came back, and he hasn't called Wu Buzheng and others to come and sit down.

Suddenly Qin Yu moved.

I saw that Qin Yu had already arrived beside him in a flash, and instantly knocked down the two chairs to the ground.

There was still a lot of movement around, and no one noticed it.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Qin Yu wanted to do.

But when he turned around, he saw it.

Those two chairs were not empty.

There was actually a dead yellow leather sitting on top of each chair.

The yellow skin has shriveled up, looking almost like a specimen.

The skin shriveled and shriveled, revealing a mouth full of fangs.

The face is extremely hideous.

And it's not over yet, these fat yellow people look like people.

They are supposed to be sitting on a chair, and the bottom seems to be fixed with the chair with something.

Inseparable at all.

The fat man probably didn't notice it because it was too dark before, but now he only noticed it when he got closer.

Each yellow-skinned child still holds a piece of white thing in its paw.

There is a stick of incense stuck on it.

The fat man wanted to see what it was.

Wu Buzheng hurriedly stopped him and said in a low voice.

"Don't look, that's a sacrifice!"

"This is a fucking sacrifice for Huang Pizi!"

"This performance may be for ghosts, Huang Pizi's ghost!"

"We just happened to catch up!"

Everyone felt a little hairy when they heard this.

No wonder no one spoke the whole time, this is a fucking show for ghosts.

Who dares to speak.

And that yellow skin is psychic, and the sense of smell is very sensitive.

No wonder everyone was spitting ink.

Maybe it was because they were afraid of being targeted by these yellow skins.

But why are there so many dead Huangpizi here?

How did they come here?

The fat man felt unlucky and hurriedly threw the two chairs aside.

And at this time on the stage, the Huang Pizi played by someone was finally beaten to death.

However, just when they thought the show would end here.

Suddenly, the actor in the revolutionary costume above actually took out a yellow leather bag from nowhere.

That yellow skin is still alive.

The fat man couldn't help being taken aback when he saw this, and said in a low voice.

"What is he going to do?"

Wu Buzheng shook his head, but he seemed to have understood in his heart.

How did the yellow-skinned mummy on these chairs come about.

Sure enough, that person suddenly pointed with his palm.

Immediately, someone next to him moved a chair up.