Is Mozun crazy today?

Sitting in the theater in the ghost city, Gong Wei paints the corners of her eyes bright red.

What I want to sing today is the song of Qingmei, Bamboo Horse Bie.

Crazy men resent women, obscene words and pornographic songs, people love to listen to it, and ghosts also love to listen to it.

Some time ago Yin Jiu was chasing him, and Gong Wei hid in the Buddhist world to avoid the limelight.Now Yin Jiu is stupid, Hua Li doesn't have Yin Jiu's exquisite heart, so he can't find her here for the time being.Gong Wei didn't like to stay in the Buddhist world, but now that she had the opportunity, she sneaked back to the ghost city while Shi Wuhen was not paying attention.

He didn't like these words and songs at first, singing words and singing songs are what those bird demons like to do, he is a spider spirit, he has nothing to do with these ostentatious things when he has nothing to do.

It's just that Shura Wanggong Xuantian liked it before.

He likes to listen to music, but he doesn't have much time to listen.Most of his life was wasted on the Shura clan, and the time he spent on himself was pitifully small.

It was rumored from the outside world that King Shura was violent and bloodthirsty by nature. Wherever he went, blood flowed into rivers and corpses littered the fields.But in Gong Wei's eyes, he is the best king in the six realms.He never got married, never took a wife or concubine, and never had any offspring of his own. He didn't even have a magnificent palace, but dedicated everything to the Shura Realm.

He contends against the law of heaven, against fate, and against the doomed ending.

Thinking of this, Gong Wei's hand trembled, and the ink pen moved sideways, drawing a wave at the corner of his eyes.

Gong Wei sighed, took the handkerchief, and wiped away the red line.

King Shura likes to listen to operas, so Gong Wei learned to hum to him.King Shura was always so busy that he fell asleep on the throne, so Gong Wei lent him a shoulder to lean on.

He is the perfect monarch...

Even if he never looked back at himself behind him, Gong Wei didn't care.

What his monarch needs to do is to guide the direction of his subjects.He is like the leading wolf, running tirelessly in front, and Gong Wei is the most loyal courtier behind him.

Gong Wei redraws a red line, puts some powder on to cover up the red mark left behind, after a few minutes of retouching, it finally looks passable, he straightens his clothes, then lifts the bead curtain and enters the stage.

There are all kinds of monsters and ghosts sitting under the stage.

Although sometimes Gong Wei really hates Yin Jiu who looks so similar to the Buddha, but he has to admit that Yin Jiu knows how to play.Yin Jiu can understand the joys and sorrows in his libretto, as well as the beginning, succession and transition.

Yin Jiu would always tell himself where the song he sang came from, which down-and-out literati wrote it, and which songwriter became famous.He will praise the love feelings of men and women, and he will also lament the ending of a lover who does not die well.

He loves to listen to music as much as King Shura, but he is much more serious than King Shura.

When he first learned the libretto, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant. He couldn't compare to those bird demons who were born with a good voice, so he killed many larks and made soup, thinking that this would make up for his shortcomings.But no matter how much soup you drink, it’s useless. A spider spirit is a spider spirit, and it’s something a spider spirit should dare to be able to weave a piece of brocade.

Just when Gong Wei was about to give up, King Shura reached out and patted his head.

"Sing it if you like."

King Shura thought that Gong Wei liked to sing, but he didn't know that everything Gong Wei did was just to please him.

Gong Wei thought that King Shura was encouraging her, but she didn't know that every time she listened to Gong Wei's song, King Shura would secretly plug his ears with cotton, and then praised him, it's really nice.

They are taking care of each other's feelings, and they have a tacit understanding and refuse to break it, but they never tire of it.

In the following days, Gong Wei still sang badly, and King Shura would still take advantage of him not paying attention to the cotton in Sai Hao's ears.

But later Gong Wei learned to sing, and her voice was no worse than those bird demons, but King Shura died.

"Lang Jun bids farewell to Chen Tang, concubine Duan Qingsi sends water to Chang..."

Red candles dimmed the tents, and next to the stage, blue will-o'-the-wisps and incense sticks were lit to lure ghosts.Paper money was sprinkled under the stage, as the currency of the ghost market, and several maids picked it up with their heads down, and the exposed hands were indeed thick bones.

The audience was full, and many of them were repeat customers. When they heard that Tsing Yi was back, they came over to cheer him on.

Gong Wei glanced casually, and then noticed a girl standing alone in the corner.

She was very plainly dressed, she didn't look like someone who could come to a theater to listen to an opera.

Gong Wei didn't say anything, and continued to sing her own play.

At the end of the song, the girl timidly, the maid who has been serving beside Gong Wei walked over and interrogated the girl.

The plainly dressed girl said her name was Qing Yu, and she was a newly dead ghost.

She was originally an official lady, but later she made a private life with a domestic slave.But her parents refused to agree, so they arranged another marriage for her.Qing Yu was unwilling, so she discussed with the slave to escape the marriage the night before the marriage.Escaping from marriage went smoothly, and Qing Yu married a slave in a ruined temple.Unexpectedly, not long after they got married, the ugly face of the house slave would be revealed.The slave tried to use Qingyu to extort money, but Qingyu's parents cut off relations with her cruelly.

Seeing that the money could not be obtained, the slave beat and scolded Qing Yu.Qing Yu couldn't escape his clutches even with her double body, and the four-month-old child was beaten to death in her stomach.

Qingyu really couldn't bear this kind of life, and dragged her exhausted body to run home, but her parents had long since denied this disgraceful daughter, and asked the boy to close the door.

Qing Yu was frozen to death in front of her house in the snowy night.

No one erected a monument for her, and no one made a grave for her.

Qing Yu became the lone ghost in this ghost market.Fortunately, the lord of the underworld was willing to graciously send her to reincarnate in the reincarnation platform, but Qingyu was unwilling to be reborn as a human being.

She thought about coming to the ghost market to find a job, and living in the ghost market in the future.

Unexpectedly, most of the shops in the ghost market are not willing to recruit ghost workers. Recruit ghosts to work.

Qing Yu was stunned, and suddenly saw Gong Wei's theater, so she thought of coming over to try her luck.

Gong Wei sighed, this girl's background sounds really pitiful.But now it's troublesome here for me, taking in one more person is tantamount to adding more trouble to myself.

Can......

"You stay," Gong Wei ordered.

"Lord?" The maid standing next to Gong Wei asked in surprise, Gong Wei never kept anyone except the mixed race of Shura in the past.

Gong Wei insisted on this, and ordered the maid to take Qing Yu around the theatre.

"You can arrange her work," Gong Wei told the maid, "Just do some simple cleaning work, and arrange the place to live."

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