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Bai Qiye was angry, so Huo Qishao had no choice but to coax him, get him all the delicious and interesting things, and even get a movie projector.

I bought a few reel films with friends from the film company, and played them in the courtyard of the Bai family courtyard.

This machine has to be rotated manually for projection. Huo Zhenye picked a paper servant and taught it a few times, and it learned to stand behind the machine and slowly turn the joystick.

Axiu seemed to have completely forgotten about Xu Yanwen. Every time a movie came on, she would move a small bench and sit in the courtyard, watching the figures projected on the white wall.

Axiu's eyes were shining brightly, their mouths were all open, and they were silent.

These movies are silent, but the general story can be seen clearly.

Ah Xiu relished it, she saw the clothes worn by movie stars, she pointed her finger at the white wall, and then looked at Bai Zhun, she also wanted to wear this kind of clothes.

Bai Zhun was sitting on a bamboo wheelchair, staring at the figures dangling on the wall, Huo Zhenye couldn't be blamed entirely, he was the one who treated Axiu as an adult first.

Thinking of this in his heart, he went to look at Axiu's back.

The female star in the movie was frowning, holding her chest with one hand in a sad look, and Axiu reached out to touch her face, but her face was expressionless.

The door of Bai's house slammed twice, Huo Zhenye stood up and opened the door, there were seven or eight people standing at the door, all in bunts.

The leader was an old man. He was a little surprised when he saw Huo Zhenye coming to open the door, and asked in a deep voice, "Master Qi, are you there?"

Huo Zhenye looked back at Bai Zhun, who nodded slightly.

"Yes, sir, please come in."

Although the old man was old and had silver hair all over his head, his feet were extremely stable. He walked slowly into the hall, and the seven or eight people followed behind him, all of them standing upright.

Bai Zhun was also a little surprised to see him: "Axiu, let's serve tea, please sit down."

Bamen willow, high stage singing and storytelling.

The old man waved his hand: "Master Qi is polite, I've even retired, I can't call you that anymore, it's breaking the rules."

Axiu quickly brought tea, and also grabbed some sunflower seeds bought by Huo Zhenye and placed them between the two of them. The old man nodded to her, "Thank you, Miss Axiu."

He was so polite because he wanted something from Bai Zhun. Bai Zhun had never been too lazy to talk politely to others, so he asked directly, "Old Sect Master Chu came here personally, what's the matter?"

The old troupe master Chu gave a wry smile: "I know Qi Ye loves to be clean, so I don't want to go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing." Holding the teacup, he didn't drink it all the time, took a deep breath, "Bamen lost a troupe."

The Jiqing Troupe, Yiqing Troupe and Fengqing Troupe, which are booming in Shanghai now, are all apprentices taught by Mr. Chu. Each of these apprentices runs a theater troupe, and each has a permanent theater.

Because it was taught by the same master, the rule set is that the brothers and sisters have a meal together, and they are not allowed to fight in the ring.

Today you put up a ticket to sing "Dingjun Mountain", and he sang "Legend of the White Snake". After all, there are audiences, accounting for half of the theater in Shanghai.

"Lost a troupe?" Bai Zhun frowned while pressing the lid of the tea.

Singing opera and storytelling and running the pier, not to mention the kung fu of martial arts students, Wudan is not easy to provoke, let alone not losing one person, but a group of people.

A theatrical troupe is divided into seven lines and seven subjects, at least there are more than [-] people, lost together?

The old troupe leader Chu’s face shook: "It’s my little apprentice who took a group of people to the countryside to sing an opera. He didn’t come back for more than ten days. I asked someone to go see it. The people in the village said," the old troupe leader Chu held the tea Zhan tightened his hand, "Say no theater troupe has ever come to the village."

The troupe never returned, and the people in the town didn't even hear the gongs and drums.

Bai Zhun listened, and the tea cover lightly touched the rim of the tea bowl: "What play are you singing?"

Old class leader Chu nodded: "Mingxi."

It is common for theatrical troupe to sing magical operas and dark operas. This kind of work is usually paid generously.When the City God is on tour, the Xuanhu Terraces of all sects offer operas, which are dedicated to the City God.

As for Ming opera, rich and powerful families also sing Ming opera when they hold funerals or offer sacrifices to their ancestors.

Putting up a platform to offer fruit, the singing on the stage is lively, but there is no one in the audience, it is sung for the dead.

Master Chu's young apprentice has inherited the eight sects, and he is also an old Jianghu. The play like this has been sung many times, so it shouldn't be impossible to come back.

The old class leader Chu sent his apprentices to look for them, and sent two of them one after another, one was lost, and the other returned without success, which caused a lot of bad luck.

"The people in the town said that no theater troupe had been there, and no one from the big family in the town had called for a theater. I wondered if there was a collision."

The young apprentice who went back and forth took a step forward: "I asked carefully, and there was a couple who sang and saw the chartered boat of Jiqingban, and watched them go to the other side of the river by boat."

Because it was a chartered boat, the boat was full of people and carried many musical instruments and costumes. There was no place for the couple to stand, so they waited until the next day to go to Xiangshui Town.

"I would like to ask Lord Qi to ask for me, are these people still alive?" Old squad leader Chu took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, on which were written the birthdays of more than a dozen people.

Bai Zhun took a look and raised his eyebrows. Among the missing people were several surnamed Chu, as well as the current eight sect masters.

Bai Zhun followed his master to congratulate the newly established masters of the eight sects. When Bai Zhun inherited the seven sects, the masters of these sects also gave gifts and held a banquet.

This is not a trivial matter, the eight sects lost a sect master, and the remaining seven sects should also help morally.

The old class leader Chu begged to come to the door, firstly, he didn't want to tell the rest of the sects to know immediately, and secondly, he could only ask Bai Zhun for help in such a matter.

Bai Zhun invited the old class leader Chu into the inner hall, and Huo Zhenye also followed him in. He watched him light incense and set up the altar, and burn the birthday characters.

Life or death is uncertain.

"Qi Ye, what kind of speech is this?" The old class leader Chu was full of concern. In addition to his personal disciples, there was his little grandson in that class.

"Half dead."

The old squad leader Chu was startled, half dead?There are no mountain bandits and water bandits in that place, death is death, life is death, how can it be half dead?

The old sect master of Chu begged Bai Zhun shamelessly: "I would like to invite Master Qi to take a look." To decide life and death.

The old sect master Chu begged to come to the door, Bai Zhun frowned: "Okay."

The old class leader Chu almost knelt down to Bai Zhun: "If the seventh master is willing to come out of the mountain, my eighth sect will accept Qi Ye's love. From now on, the affairs of the seven sects will be the affairs of my eighth sect."

Bai Zhun raised his hand, took a sip of tea, it was only human feelings when there was coming and going: "Master Chu, remember this sentence."

The old sect master Chu nodded seriously: "My bones are useless, and there are disciples and grandchildren, Qi Ye just speak up if you have something to do."

The place where the Jiqing class went was not too far away, and the old sect master of Chu pushed out the little apprentice who came back smoothly: "Asheng has been there, and he will show Qiye the way. .”

No wonder he brought such a young martial artist here, it turned out that he had planned it long ago.

Although Huo Zhenye knew that this was a matter of the eight sects, he still felt sorry for Bai Zhun's trip, but he kept silent in front of others.

Bai Zhun shook his head: "One is enough." The more people, the more chaotic.

"How many people, how many men and women, who have been there for a few days, and when they got on the boat, tell me all."

Ah Sheng agreed, and made an appointment to leave tomorrow.

After seeing off the old sect master Chu, Huo Zhenye packed his things with a sullen head: "This kind of thing should be reported to the police station of the arresting room, even if the corpse is searched, there will be a river patrol team."

Bai Zhun was directing two paper servants to pack his things for him. He raised his head and glanced at Huo Zhenye: "Although Liu Da is the master of the three sects, he is deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors. He has to blame himself. Even if he doesn't help, no one will say anything. Eight sects The Lord disappeared for no reason, since he is asking for help, it is natural to take care of him."

You can't ask people to poke Master's spine.

Before leaving, Huo Zhenye asked: "Will Axiu come with us?" Although Axiu is strong, but she is not familiar with the place and the situation, so she cannot take a little girl on an adventure.

Bai Zhun frowned, Axiu stayed in this room, there was a statue of the City God guarding nearby, it was not a big problem, when he was away, Axiu had to look at the jar on the attic.

With a thought, Bai Zhun ordered A Xiu: "Don't leave Yu Qingli."

Axiu stood upright, her eyes lost focus for a moment, Bai Zhun's words were imprinted in her mind, followed by her eyes, she regained her spirits, and nodded obediently.

The little yellow sparrow was reluctant to part with its two birds. It looked at the white-rumped red-headed magpie and the red-billed blue magpie. It flapped its wings and flew to Bai Zhun's shoulder. It wanted to go with its master.

Bai Zhun was about to go out, he didn't greet his neighbors, Huo Zhenye greeted her all over, and said to Xiaoyan's mother: "Axiu is at home alone, please ask Mrs. Wu to take care of her."

How could Xiaoyan's mother refuse to agree? She was very grateful to A Xiu: "Of course, Mr. Huo just rest assured."

Bai Zhun was waiting anxiously in the car. As soon as Huo Zhenye came up, he glanced at him: "You really look like a father."

Huo Zhenye took this as a compliment: "Of course." He also made a special trip to the hospital to find Xu Yanwen again.

Axiu is extremely beautiful and innocent like a child, it is understandable for Bai Zhun not to let such a younger sister out.

Xu Yanwen thought of Bai Zhun's bad manners and Axiu's beauty, and regretted that he had a fierce attitude, but Axiu was obviously willing to date him. She might not understand what a relationship is, but he could teach her.

Teach her to read, teach her to read, and understand that there is more than just the small building of the Bai family and the courtyard in this world.

Huo Zhenye pressed Xu Yanwen's shoulder, he felt that kicking shuttlecock with Xiaoyan was more attractive to Axiu than being with Xu Yanwen.

A few people boarded the car and went to Xiangshui Town. Ah Sheng was carrying his luggage and sat in the front seat, while Qi Ye was in the back seat. Huo Zhenye spread two soft blankets for Bai Zhun to lie on comfortably.

They set off early in the morning and arrived at the bank of the river outside Xiangshui Town at dusk.

You have to take a boat to enter the town, and the car can only be parked at the pier.

There are clumps of autumn grass growing on the river surface, the stems are still green, and the flower spikes are all white, and the waves are blowing with the wind, as if a thick layer of snow has fallen in the whiteness.

Because of the undulating autumn grass, standing on the bank of the river, you can only vaguely see the stone archway standing opposite, with a few big characters carved on it.

Even the archway can be seen clearly, and it takes half a cup of tea to get to the opposite side by boat. With this half cup of tea, even the boat and people are gone?

Dihua has a clear fragrance, which is born near water, and there is some moisture in the fragrance. Huo Zhenye took a deep breath, but he didn't smell the blood.

He took out the copper coins from his pocket and scanned along the river bank, but found nothing.

When Ah Sheng was born, he was ordered by his grand master to obey Bai Qiye in everything, so he followed Qiye closely, so he asked, "Qiye, don't we take a boat?"

Bai Zhun's bamboo wheelchair is also unimpeded on the dirt road. He has a bamboo stick in his hand and a yellow bird resting on his shoulder. He closes his eyes and says, "No hurry, our boat hasn't arrived yet."

Ah Sheng glanced at the river, there was clearly a ferry boat parked on the bank, half of the guests were already on board, the boat boss shook his head and bell, urging the guests to get on the boat.

He took this boat to the town last time, why did Qi Ye still say that the boat didn't come?

Ah Sheng was shocked, but he didn't dare to speak, so he followed Bai Zhun obediently.

When the boat boss rang the bell for the second time, the boat was about to set sail. A couple who sang hurriedly caught up with the boat and sang ditties while they were on the boat.

The people on the boat saw people standing on the shore, and those who were enthusiastic waved to them: "Hurry up and get on the boat, there are still seats."

Bai Zhun sat motionless, and the boat broke through the water and swung away, leaving only a trace of the duckweed being pushed away by the water waves.

The sun sank little by little, and there were no traces of boats coming over the water, and the voices of the couple singing along with the water went further and further away.

At this moment, another narrow boat circled the white grass and wobbled over.

The sky was about to get dark, and two paper lanterns were lit on the bow of the boat. The boss of the boat greeted them with a smile: "Guests, do you want to take the boat?"

Huo Zhenye put a little force on Bai Zhun's shoulder, and with the breeze on the water surface, a very faint fishy smell blew.

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