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The senior sister was still sitting in front of the wonton burden. She took a bite, one after another, eating the wontons non-stop, sucking the soup while eating.

There was a dreamlike smile on his face, and he finally drank the soup, pressed his stomach, and sighed full.

Only then did he raise his head, his eyes swept over Bai Zhun and the others, and landed on A Sheng, beckoning to him: "A Sheng, come here, come to Senior Sister."

The corners of her lips curled up, the end of her eyes raised, and there was a ghostly look in her charm.

In Ah Sheng's ears, her voice was irresistible, and Ah Sheng took a step forward unknowingly. When he was about to speak, Bai Zhun interrupted him.

"Where is the Jiqing class?"

As soon as he spoke, Ah Sheng's mind cleared up, and he came to his senses.

The senior sister still had the same smiling face, her eyebrows and eyes drawn so captivatingly: "Do you want to listen to an opera?"

"Yes, we want to go to the theater." Huo Zhenye smiled slightly at the senior sister, "Please take us there."

The senior sister was overjoyed, she smiled to herself for a while, stared at Bai Zhun and Huo Zhenye with a pair of winking eyes, and whispered: "It's so nice to be a stranger, hee hee."

Bai Zhun and the others followed her. She seemed to be enjoying herself, walking on the brick and stone path, still swaying, as if stepping on a drum, turned around and raised her hand, shaking the non-existent sleeves.

Every time she turned around, she stared at the three of them from between her hands to make sure they were following her.

In the end, she almost only stared at Huo Zhenye, skipped over Bai Zhun and A Sheng, and lingered on Huo Zhenye's shoulders and waist.

Bai Zhun naturally noticed it, he glared at Huo Zhenye, full of anger, this person is used to attracting bees and butterflies, he provokes women, he also provokes female ghosts!

Eight points of Huo Zhenye's attention were given to Bai Zhun, and two points were given to senior sister A Sheng.

It was the first time he saw Bai Zhun standing up. It turned out that he was only a little shorter than him. The two stood side by side. Bai Zhun reached his forehead. When he was sitting, he didn't feel it. Standing so tall was just right.

When Bai Zhun was sitting, he was thin and thin, but when he stood up he stood up like a green bamboo. He walked in this spooky street calmly, as if he was strolling in a garden.

Ah Sheng stayed close to Bai Zhun, even closer than Huo Zhenye. Bai Zhun looked at him with disgust, but he couldn't care less, and asked with a trembling voice, "Senior Brother Huo, how many coins do you have?"

"Two." Huo Zhenye frowned, this was the first gift Bai Zhun gave him, and he definitely wouldn't borrow it.

"Can...can you lend me one?"

Huo Zhenye patted Ah Sheng on the shoulder: "Ah Sheng, if you can't bear some things, don't look at them too much, why not be like this now."

Ah Sheng imagined that there were human eyeballs in the wonton bowl, so what are these other things?

Thinking this way in his heart, he passed a stall selling tofu nao, and there was a pot of tender white flowers inside, both sweet and salty, Ah Sheng restrained himself from squinting, but he couldn't help but look over.

Huo Zhenye saw that he was sticking Bai Zhun so tightly, and reminded him with a smile: "Brother A Sheng, maybe that stewed tofu is a human brain."

The roots of Ah Sheng's hair stood on end. He first blocked his eyes with his hands, but the scent kept getting into his nostrils. He simply stuck his fingers into his nostrils, and thanked Huo Zhenye, "What brother said is true, it's better not to know." .”

When Bai Zhun heard Huo Zhenye threatening Ah Sheng, he twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly.

The three of them followed behind the senior sister and quickly walked to the theater.

The playhouse was facing the altar, Bai Zhun glanced at it, and saw that the statue was covered with a red cloth hood, he couldn't see what it was worshiping, but there was a pool of water stains on the altar.

Which worshiper turned the water and wine upside down?

Bai Zhun looked carefully, and found that the water was dripping from the statue.

There were so many people under the stage that there was no place to stand.

Huo Zhenye secretly took out the copper coins, and looked out through the hole. There was no one in the crowd that was bustling just now, except for the three of them, there was no one in the audience.

The senior sister walked ahead with a smile and asked them to go backstage: "Come."

Ah Sheng didn't dare to move his legs, Bai Zhun and Huo Zhenye went in side by side, Ah Sheng had to follow behind, as soon as he entered the backstage, he felt something was wrong.

In the background, someone is working on the voice, someone is painting the face, and someone is trying out the head.

As soon as the three walked in, everyone stopped their movements, turned their heads straight, and stared at them with greedy eyes.

Ah Sheng looked around, there were too few people in the backstage, a total of 25 people came out of the Jiqing class, there were only a dozen here, and seven or eight people were missing.

Ah Sheng took courage: "Senior sister, are there any others?"

The senior sister didn't seem to understand what he was saying: "Human? Isn't it all here?"

"What else?" Ah Sheng asked anxiously, "Where is the sect master?"

The senior sister's face darkened, she gave a strange laugh, and a dozen people slowly gathered around, the senior sister said first: "I brought back, the strongest one belongs to me."

The strongest one is Huo Zhenye.

"Don't be too greedy, the whole thing is yours, and you can eat it? Just give you an extra piece." The man with a painted face said.

Ah Sheng trembled his lips: "Senior Sister, Senior Brother, what's wrong with you? Master asked me to come to you, and I'll take you back!"

Everyone was silent, some stopped, and some continued to move forward.

The senior sister was taken aback, and she smiled sadly, with the flowers hanging by her eyes, shining like tears: "Asheng, don't blame the senior sister, the senior sister gave you a chance, you didn't eat it yourself."

She took him to eat wontons, as long as he ate blood wontons, he would be on one side, but Ah Sheng didn't eat them, so it was no fault of her.

The sadness in her eyes flashed away, and there was a smile on her face again. She had pink face, plain clothes and willow waist, holding a silver gun in her hand, and approached Huo Zhenye and Bai Zhun step by step.

Born, Dan, clean, and ugly, Zhang Zhang painted different faces, showing the same expression.

As soon as Huo Zhenye came in, he peeked through the money hole. These people were all human, different from the real ghosts outside, but the expressions on their faces felt inhuman.

He took Bai Zhun with one hand, pressed the gun in his pocket with the other, and asked in a low voice, "Are these people still alive?"

"It's still alive, but it's almost the same as being dead." Bai Zhun's eyes darkened.

The world of yin and yang is a place where yin and yang are chaotic. Strangers break in and live with ghosts for a long time, and they become ghosts without knowing it. But these people are not, they chose to be ghosts first.

Ghosts eat joss sticks, people eat rice, things from the yin and yang world, people will never feel full after eating, and will always be hungry.

When the Jiqing team first arrived, they still had rice grains with them, but the distance was so short that they didn't have much dry food, so they ate them up quickly.

After about two or three days, some people felt that something was wrong here.

Most of the time was spent in the dark, and the sun was not out during the day, only a layer of red light. No matter what they ate, they were hungry again immediately after eating.

Until during the day, I saw the villagers gnawing candles, each joint creaking.

The big guys packed up their things and wanted to leave, but the boat never came.

There are quite a few people in the troupe who know how to swim. If the boat does not come, they will go down the river and swim there. When they arrive at the ferry, they will hire a boat to pick everyone up.

Senior Brother Song, who is the best at water, just got out of the river, and before he swam a few times, he was entangled in something. Everyone watched him struggling desperately in the water, and was finally dragged down. The surface of the water was covered with layers of blood. .

The waterway is impassable, so I simply climb over the mountain, over this mountain, to the next town and the next village, there is always a way to leave.

But everyone managed to get over this mountain, and they all stopped when they thought they had reached another town. The banner of Jiqing Troupe was still hanging on the stage in that town.

They didn't give up yet, they thought it was a ghost hitting the wall, so they turned around, so everyone split up, and when they went down the mountain again, they would still be in this town and that banner.

There is no living thing in this mountain at all, nothing to eat, nothing at all.

Hunger gripped people's hearts and stomachs, and everyone's eyes were green with hunger. Seven or eight days passed, and the youngest boy in the troupe, who pretended to be Monkey King somersaulting, died of illness and hunger.

No one had the strength to bury him, everyone's eyes were cloudy, staring at the little junior brother's body, I don't know who said first: "If you eat him, won't you be hungry?"

Holding firewood, boiling water, and sharpening knives.

It was the first time in ten days that they were full and drank all the soup and meat.

The number of people decreased one by one, and finally a newcomer came.

The three of them were close together, red, white, black and blue, people with four colors of facial makeup slashed at them with a knife, and Huo Zhenye shot at the ceiling.

With a "crash", the costumes hanging from the ceiling fell to the ground, and a hole was opened in the roof.

"We are here to take you out." Huo Zhenye said in a deep voice, since he is still human, maybe he can take them out.

Those people didn't want to go out at all, and one of them with a blue face licked his lips: "I want that white and tender one, it looks delicious."

The other one with a red face chuckled: "Whichever you want, give me the liver."

Tender nature is white.

Huo Zhenye shot the blue-faced man in the shoulder, and the bullet pierced his shoulder. The blue-faced retreated a step, and the black-faced and red-faced rushed forward. More than a dozen people besieged Huo Zhenye.

At this point, these people are still a little playful: "To capture the thief, first capture the king, anyway, no one can escape."

Ah Sheng's body was nimble, he grabbed a knife with a few moves, and cut off the two senior brothers. Originally, most of the people were besieging Huo Zhenye and Bai Zhun.

Huo Zhenye protected Bai Zhun and retreated: "I am sure to shoot one shot, but there are not many bullets. You run first, and I will lure them away. Let's meet at the Earth Temple."

Bai Zhun glanced at him, he was blocking the front with one hand, his eyes were fixed on those painted faces, he was really determined to protect him.

"It's not your turn to protect me." After speaking, Bai Zhun asked, "How many days have you guys been singing?"

No one paid any attention to him at all, Bai Zhun looked at the sky through the gap in the roof of the theater, the sky was changing from dark to light, revealing a red light: "I guess today is the seventh day again."

They haven't finished singing the Ming opera completely. They should have sung seven nights in a row. It has been half a month, and this is just the seventh opera.

The people in Jiqing class had been hungry for a long time, and the one who listened to the opera was hungry even longer. The water stain on the altar was the saliva of that thing.

As soon as Bai Zhun finished speaking, his mouth was exposed from the big hole on the roof of the theater.

The red cloth covered the eyes, and the mouth was drooling: "I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry."

The play is over, it's time to eat.

As he spoke, he stretched out a slender hand and scooped it up in the theater like a chicken, grabbed the blue face who had been shot, and carried him out.

There was a chewing sound outside the theatre, "creaking and creaking", the thin bones struggled to chew, and it only ate the big ones, and the bones spit into the "chicken coop".

"Papa" a few pieces of flesh and blood fell to the ground, they were the hands and feet of Senior Brother Blue Face.

The blue face who wanted to use Bai Zhun Huo Zhenye as food just now, turned into an appetizer in an instant.

There was screaming in the theater, and everyone rushed out. Huo Zhenye grabbed Bai Zhun and fled. As soon as Ah Sheng tried to follow, he was grabbed tightly by a hand. He turned his head and said, "Senior Brother Chen."

Senior Brother Chen wiped his face and wiped off the paint on his face: "Follow me."

The two fled all the way and fled to a big house. Brother Chen took A Sheng to the altar of the mansion's ancestral hall with familiarity, and the two squeezed inside.

It was really safe here, the footsteps of that thing sounded far away, but it was not close to the ancestral hall.

Brother Chen stopped Ah Sheng and took out a piece of dry snack from the altar: "Eat, except for this, don't eat the food here, don't drink the water in the pond."

Holding the snack, Ah Sheng saw that Senior Brother Chen was fine, and almost cried: "Senior Brother, Master, please move Bai Qiye, we can definitely get out."

Those people in the theatrical troupe, I'm afraid... they won't be able to get out.

Senior Brother Chen just shook his head and smiled wryly: "I can't get out."

Ah Sheng still believed in Bai Zhun: "Brother, let's go find Master Qi."

"No, I'm hiding here, I can't go out." Senior Brother Chen looked at A Sheng, "A Sheng, this is... this is the second time."

It was the second time that thing came out to eat people, but no one except him remembered that everyone in the troupe was constantly reincarnated.

Huo Zhenye dragged Bai Zhun to run at first, but later thought he was running slowly, so he picked him up at once, and the monster's footsteps kept ringing behind him.

"Run to the earth temple." The earth has been incensed, so it's time to protect them this time.

Bai Zhun lay on Huo Zhenye's shoulder, looking back at the thing, four hands, four legs, no wonder it chased so fast.

The two of them ran into the Earth Temple with their front feet, and the huge monster with their back feet caught up with them. Just as it was about to break in, it was blocked by a layer of faint golden light.

The statue of the land god is emitting a faint golden light, guarding his temple.

The monster squatted down, showing one eye, staring at Bai Zhun and Huo Zhenye through the leaky window.

One of its eyes was about the size of a window hole. Its fingers clumsily tried to lift the tiles, but they were scalded by the golden light, and they retracted.

Huo Zhenye raised his gun and wanted to shoot, but he was afraid of provoking the monster to go crazy, so he gasped and asked, "What the hell is this?"

"I don't know." Bai Zhun guessed in his heart that he was right, indeed, someone called the theater troupe, offered ghost opera, and offered his body.

Since this thing can only come out for one night in seven days, this cycle must be broken in the next seven days.

The monster peeked for a while and smacked its lips. It realized that it would not be able to catch these two delicious fat chickens today, so it had to turn around and walk to the town.

It doesn't matter, there are other chickens.

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