Why is My Second Dimension Weird?

So he asked directly.

"What then?"

"Later? Then her husband ran away, and the two children were also sent to the orphanage.

but……"

Old Qian suddenly lowered his voice and whispered:

"Neighbors on the 15th floor all said that the woman would always come back during the Ghost Festival to cook for her children.

I also heard that if you are seen by that woman, that woman will cut off your meat and make claypot rice! "

Then Lao Qian looked Xu Ming up and down with a strange expression.

"Liangzi, look at your delicate skin and tender meat, it is definitely a good ingredient for claypot rice, so you should be careful at night and don't go to the 15th floor!"

"of course."

Xu Ming agreed with all his mouth, but he didn't think so in his heart.

Take me to cook claypot rice?

At that time, I still don’t know who will use whom to make claypot rice ~ hehe...

Tonight, he got 3 clues in one go, and Xu Ming immediately felt satisfied.

As long as these ghosts are solved, the progress bar can be advanced by 15% without talking.

Seeing that Lao Qian was busy dealing with the food in front of him again, Xu Ming planned to leave and go to trouble those ghosts.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Lao Tie, who had been drinking heavily, spoke up.

Maybe it was sexually infected by Lao Qian's talk, or maybe he gave up treatment.

Lao Tie took a big gulp of beer, then looked straight at Xu Ming.

"Little brother, since you are so interested in these things, I do know something. I wonder if you want to hear it?"

Xu Ming's eyes lit up immediately.

"Of course! Please tell me!"

"What I want to talk about is not what happened in this building, but what happened at the Juya Theater in the southwest corner of the Walled City."

The old iron said in a deep voice.

In addition to this 'magic cave', there were other incidents. Xu Ming immediately came to his senses and listened attentively to Lao Tie's narration.

"Juya Theater was very popular two or three years ago. That theater mainly performed Cantonese opera. Lao Qian and I used to go there to listen to Cantonese opera."

Lao Qian was holding a shrimp in one hand and beer in the other, enjoying himself, when he heard what Lao Tie said, he raised his head and said something.

"Yeah. We didn't have any other hobbies back then.

Just order a pot of tea at Juya Theater, and you can listen to the afternoon play. "

After speaking, he turned his attention to the food in front of him again.

"At that time, Juya Theater's most popular play was "The Story of the Purple Hairpin" sung by their head Huadan Lingyi..."

Hearing this, Lao Qian slowly put down the carapace in his hand, frowned, and the expression on his face became extremely serious.

"I said why did you mention the Juya Theater, so what you want to talk about is that..."

The corner of Lao Tie's mouth twitched, and he joked:

"Why, I thought you, old Qian, were not afraid of anything."

It was very rare for Lao Qian not to refute his words.

"Old man, you don't understand. I know a few people who have worked in the theater, and this matter is... quite evil!"

Old Qian seemed to be afraid of something, and he couldn't help but lower his volume as he spoke.

"Then tell me, what's the inside story that even I don't know?"

Lao Tie also seemed to be aroused by his performance.

"This matter starts before Lingyi entered Juya. Back then, Lingyi was originally the head of the Yuelan Theater next door, but was recruited by Juya's boss.

But for those who are engaged in their singing industry, jumping to other opera troupes is a big taboo.

Lingyi was already the head of the family in Yuelan, and Yuelan's boss would not treat her badly. Do you know why she wanted to change jobs despite breaking taboos? "

"why?"

Xu Ming asked very cooperatively.

"Because Lingyi and Juya have a chance to play Xiaosheng."

Lao Qian looked around and said as if he had revealed some shocking secret.

It turned out to be gossip...

Xu Ming said secretly.

"The problem is, the head of the Huadan that I have cultivated with great difficulty has been pried into a corner, and Yue Lan's boss is willing to let it go?"

"Since Lingyi committed a taboo, Yuelan's boss didn't hesitate, he directly found a group of gangsters to defile Lingyi.

After the group of beasts finished their work, in order to cover up the truth, they directly killed Lingyi, then dismembered her body and buried her inside the stage! "" These young and Dangerous boys are really nothing! "

Lao Tie slammed the beer bottle on the table and said with a gloomy face.

Xu Ming could understand his feelings. What he and Lao Qian liked to watch the most was "The Story of the Purple Hairpin" performed by Lingyi, so they were actually equivalent to the fan group of this era.

For fans, can they imagine their favorite idol being killed and dismembered?

If it was placed in the era when Xu Ming traveled through the Internet and traffic was flourishing, those fanatical fans didn't know what they would do.

"Lingyi's death is just the beginning, do you know the follow-up?"

Lao Qian put down the wine bottle and said with a serious face.

"I heard that after such a tragic murder happened in the theater, there were several accidents in the theater, and several actors died. Everyone said that Lingyi turned into a ghost and came back to harm people, so I dare not go to the Juya Theater. There was no business, so it closed...”

Lao Tie pushed his glasses, which had slipped from sweat, with a hesitant expression.

"What you know is just an official excuse, but you don't know the inside story."

Old Qian shook his head.

"How to say?"

The old iron raised his eyebrows.

Lao Qian lowered his volume, as if he was afraid of being heard by others, and whispered:

"You are right in one thing, Lingyi has indeed turned into a ghost and came back to harm people!

Before the accident, Ju Ya's most popular play was "The Story of the Purple Hairpin".At first, the boss of Juya was unwilling to give up this cash cow, so he asked other Huadans to sing "The Story of the Purple Hairpin", and guess what happened?

That Huadan died that night!

It's miserable to die! "

Old Qian drank a glass of beer with lingering fear, suppressing his shock.

"When she was discovered, she had already died in the dormitory. Her body was gnawed to pieces by something! Even the viscera in her stomach, including the intestines, were gnawed clean!"

Lao Tie immediately felt a strong sense of vomiting welling up.

"vomit!"

He couldn't help covering his mouth, and finally couldn't help it, rushed into the alley next to him, and then heard the sound of him vomiting.

But Lao Qian acted like a normal person, picked up a piece of pig intestine, put it in his mouth as if nothing had happened, and began to chew.

The juice and oil in his mouth were soaring, Xu Ming felt a little sick to his stomach.

Suppressing the discomfort, Xu Ming looked in the direction of the alley and asked:

"Aren't you going to see it?"

Old Qian waved his hand indifferently.

"Leave him alone, he drinks like this, he will drink more after he vomits~"

Suddenly, a cold sweat broke out on Xu Ming's forehead.

It's not because of the wine at all, okay?

After a while, Lao Tie, who was pale and sweaty, came back.

He sat back on his seat, pointed at the old money, and looked annoyed.

"Okay, you old money, you insist on talking so disgustingly while eating."

Old Qian laughed.

"That's because your tolerance is too poor. You can see that I'm fine."

As he spoke, he picked up another large piece of pig intestine, put it in his mouth, and deliberately pretended to taste the delicacy in the world, which made Lao Tie want to beat him up.

However, after comparing the size of the old money which is twice as big as his, Lao Tie silently lowered his fist.

"By the way, where were we talking? Oh, I remember."

Lao Qian shook his head and continued to talk.

"It would be a tragedy if that Huadan died..."

"Old money!"

Hearing Lao Tie's warning voice, Lao Qian could only promise helplessly:

"Okay, I see, I'll try to pay attention."

Then he continued:

"The police later reported that the Huadan was bitten to death by a hungry wild dog.

But I have a friend who knows someone in the police station, and he said that after the forensic examination at the time, it was determined that the bite marks on Hua Dan's body were not from animals, but..."

Old Qian's expression suddenly became extremely gloomy, and he slowly uttered a word.

"People... in order to avoid unnecessary panic, the police withheld part of the truth.