The fairy world collapsed, and the down-and-out gods were laid off and re-employed.

The death of someone in the village is a big deal. The villagers immediately rushed to the county seat to report the incident.

The dead bodies on the stage were left hanging there and no one dared to touch them.

"I'm just saying that the devil is hanging himself to death. We can't escape! We can't escape! Hahahahahaha." The person who spoke was a man dressed as a junior. He was a little crazy at the moment, as if he had been greatly frightened.

An older man couldn't stand it, so he stepped forward and slapped him, "Zhang Qingyong, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll sew your mouth shut!"

The young student named Zhang Qingyong covered his face and was not frightened by his threat. Instead, he pointed at the crying woman kneeling on the ground and said, "It's all your daughter. It's all because of her. She killed a person and yet... If it’s not enough, it will kill us all. We will all die in the end. Just because she goes around seducing men!”

"I do not have……"

"You insulted my daughter, I will fight you!"

The two of them fought each other, and the rest of the troupe rushed to break up the fight, causing a commotion on the stage.

"what!!"

Everyone screamed, and the next moment they found themselves thrown off the stage. There was a woman standing on the stage, it was Jiang Zhixia. No one saw how she got up or when she took action.

She patted the dirt on her hands and said to the confused people below: "You're not afraid anymore, are you? Don't destroy the murder scene, do you understand? It's better for you to fight next to the corpse. Be careful, the county magistrate will come and kill you all in a while. take away."

Someone in the audience protested in a low voice, "But you're not stepping on a corpse now."

Jiang Zhixia looked at her feet and felt a little embarrassed.

"This... this is not important." She walked down, "There is no need to be too protective at the scene. He was killed by a spirit at first glance, and there are no clues. What do you mean by the hanged ghost just now?"

At the moment of the accident, Jiang Zhixia clearly felt a gloomy energy, but it was dispersed by the people running away.

Hearing this, Zhang Qingyong quickly got up and said, "They are all the daughter of the class leader. After her husband died, she still flirted with others and killed Li Da. Now Li Da's soul has come back to seek revenge on us."

"I've never harmed anyone."

"Don't insult my daughter!"

"I insulted her? She's a widow, and she's chatting up people everywhere..."

"How can I not talk to others when I'm helping in a theater troupe?"

"you……"

"You're so noisy!" Jiang Zhixia picked up Zhang Qingyong again and threw him further away, "What does it have to do with you whether someone is a widow or not? It seems like they have been married one day. It hurts you. Look at how excited you are. I don't know. I thought she was left a widow for you."

She rolled her eyes at him, then helped the troupe up, "I don't care about your daughter's affairs. After all, it's normal for a widow to remarry. But you have to tell me what happened to your troupe. This matter is definitely not something ordinary people do. If you have something to hide, , let the monsters continue to cause trouble, I'm afraid there won't be a single survivor in your troupe. Your daughter won't be able to escape either."

The class leader glanced at his daughter and sighed, "It's all evil. If only I had refused to start the show..."

The troupe leader said that their troupe received an invitation from the new theater in Luzhou City three months ago, asking them to go and "break the stage".

The so-called "breaking the stage" means that on the night before the new theater opens for business, it needs to find someone to sing a play at midnight.

Several martial arts students in the troupe played the role of heavenly soldiers and generals, and only one person was chosen to play the role of the hanged ghost.

The hanged ghost will run upstairs and downstairs, waiting to be captured by the heavenly soldiers and generals. The waiter in the garden picked up a big white-haired rooster, twisted its head, and then sprinkled the chicken's blood all over the place. At this point, the theater is considered "broken", which indicates good luck for the theater in the future.

The reward they offered was very generous, and the class leader agreed without thinking.

But after arriving at the theater, he felt a little resentful and wanted to break the contract.

Because this stage runs east to west. In the opera industry, it is important to build the stage in a north-south direction so that the performance can go smoothly.

When I encountered this stage today, the class leader was so excited. He has been traveling all over the country for so many years, and he has sung several times on the east-west stage, but none of them went well. After much thought, he still told the boss who invited him here his concerns.

The boss was a layman and didn't know how much detail there was. He guessed that he thought it was too little, so he doubled the price and allowed them to sing here for three days without paying venue fees, and all the income went to the troupe.

The class leader gritted his teeth and agreed.

But unexpectedly, the "breaking the stage" went very smoothly that night. The official performance on the first day was also well received. Nothing strange happened during the three consecutive days of performances. The old leader was lying in bed wondering if he was lucky this time.

But when they were packing their things and getting ready to go to the next place to sing, something happened.

Li Da, the actor who "broke the stage" to play "The Hanged Man", hanged himself on the stage at night when no one was around.

Since then, their troupe has never been peaceful. Accidents occurred frequently on the stage, and several performers fell ill one after another.

"Who plays 'The Hanged Man'?" Jiang Zhixia asked.

Before the class leader could say anything, Yang Qingyong got up from the ground with a bruised nose and face, "He is the adulterer of the class leader's daughter. His daughter Zheng Caiyue is in two boats...ah!"

Jiang Zhixia was annoyed by people who didn't understand anything, so she took his back and threw him out.

"If you interrupt again, I will throw you into the well next time."

Yang Qingyong shut up.

Zheng Caiyue walked up to her, saluted Jiang Zhixia, and said with tears in her eyes:

"Girl, don't listen to his nonsense. Li Da... is the person who played 'The Hanged Man'. He is a good man. Everyone thinks it is unlucky to play 'The Hanged Man'. Every time there is a 'break-up', he takes the role. I don't believe it. He will harm others after his death. And he was usually a kind man. A few days before his death, he told me that he would buy local wine when he went to the next place to drink. How could he hang himself quietly."

"What is the relationship between this Li Da and the dead body?"

"The man who died just now was named Li Er. They were brothers." Zheng Caiyue said: "They came to the troupe when they were thirteen years old. It can be said that we were childhood sweethearts. They both regarded me as their sister. My husband died After I got married, my father took me back to help in the theater troupe. Maybe it was because I was closer to them that people mistakenly thought I was with them..."

"There are so many boring people in this world. When you see a man and a woman, you have to make up something to satisfy his empty heart."

While talking, Yang Qingyong came over again. This time he stood far away, and after seeing no one speaking for a long time, he shouted loudly: "I'm not interrupting when I speak now, am I?"

He pointed at Zheng Caiyue, "She lied. The relationship between brother and sister, bah! The night before Li Da was hanged, I clearly saw Li Er chasing Li Da out of her room. There were injuries on Li Da's face. Her clothes She is untidy and her hair is messy. It looks like two men are jealous of her, and she is having an affair with them."

"You!" Zheng Caiyue was so angry that she was shaking with anger and her face turned red. He said these words in front of everyone. How could she live in the future? It would be better to die cleanly.

Thinking like this, she ran towards the rocks on the roadside, hoping to kill her head-on to show her innocence. It was too late for the class leader and others to step forward to stop her, and they watched helplessly as she crashed into... Yang Qingyong.

???

Zheng Caiyue was startled when her head touched something soft. He looked up and saw Yang Qingyong who had been knocked to the ground by him. Looking back again, he saw Jiang Zhixia maintaining the posture of throwing things.

Jiang Zhixia walked towards her, "If you have something to say, why are you seeking death? Look, you injured someone."

Zheng Caiyue: Did I do it? Is it my fault?

The class leader also rushed over, and the father and daughter hugged each other and cried.

No one cared about Yang Qingyong, who was lying on the ground holding his stomach and rolling around, crying out in pain. No one in the troupe liked him. Relying on his good singing skills, he often caused trouble in the troupe. If it weren't for the fact that he was the mainstay of the troupe and many people pointed at him to earn money, everyone would have dealt with him long ago. So no one believed what he said.

After Zheng Caiyue calmed down, she wiped away her tears and said, "Rather than letting others talk nonsense outside, it is better for me to tell the matter myself. That night, everyone went out to drink a celebratory drink. Li Da ran to my room and said He said some stupid things and even touched me. Brother Li was passing by and beat him away when he heard the noise. So it’s not what Yang Qingyong said at all. I am innocent!"

Everyone sighed. Suddenly someone in the troupe said, "How is it possible? Li Da was with me that night. Why did he go to your room?"

The man vowed: "After the performance that night, we sat together and drank a celebratory drink. Later, Li Da drank too much, and I helped him back to the room. He also vomited all over his body, and I helped him clean it. Wait. It’s already the second update to finish cleaning up. When did he go to your room?”

"Still...no update yet." Zheng Caiyue's face turned pale. Did she meet a ghost that day?

As soon as these words came out, it exploded. Everyone speculated whether Li Da was captured by a monster that night and used as a substitute.

An hour later, the local magistrate rushed to the scene with his people. The county magistrate's surname is Zhao, and he is about fifty years old.

When he saw Jiang Zhixia there, he came up to say hello very familiarly. He comes here to deal with a lot of strange things, and the people can't help but encounter monsters. Jiang Zhixia helped him many times. The two gradually became familiar with each other.

"Master Jiang, you are fine. I didn't expect you to be here, could you?"

Jiang Zhixia nodded, "It's true that it wasn't done by humans, but I have to ask about the sick people in their troupe."

When Mr. Zhao heard this, he immediately ordered the class leader to lead the way.

The sick people in the troupe were arranged into a small room. Five or six people were lying on the kang. They coughed one after another, and their faces were as pale as dirt.

Jiang Zhixia checked their pulse and asked them if they had seen any strange phenomena before falling ill.

Everyone thought for a while, and the person lying in the middle said: "I saw a man in yellow clothes in the early morning a month ago. The man was several feet tall and had a weird smile. I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat. .”

"I also saw a man in yellow clothes, but he was just a little boy. The day after he grinned at me, I fell ill."

"What I saw was a woman in yellow clothes. The corners of her mouth almost reached behind her ears, and her teeth were all yellow. I was shocked when I saw her in broad daylight."

Jiang Zhixia took back her hand and said to everyone: "You can recover from your illness in as little as three months, or as long as several years. Take good care of yourself."

"What happened to Master Jiang and the others?" Master Zhao asked.

"Huang Fugui."