After wearing it back, I am in the Shura field every day

When Lin Mo entered, Li Furong was furious.

He has already changed into a well-cut costume, with no make-up on, and his sleeves are flung up with great momentum, "How many times have I told you that the rules and exquisiteness of the theater troupe have been passed down! The ancestors have the principles of the ancestors! Don't you Don't you care about it?!"

"Who plays today's erhu?!"

"I can not pursue it for now, but if you don't abide by it in the future, get out of the troupe! Tell me! Who is it?!"

A group of people stood like quails, but no one answered.

Just when Li Furong was even more annoyed, someone said tremblingly: "Class, class master...the erhu is put in the storage room, no one goes in."

"The key is still with me..."

The melodious voice of the erhu disappeared after Li Furong's scolding sounded. At this moment, the backstage was quiet, and the students brought by Wei Xiaoxiao did not dare to breathe loudly.

Li Furong frowned: "Give me the key, go and have a look."

A classmate asked in a low voice: "Isn't it just playing the erhu? How can there be such a big anger?"

Lin Mo said: "It's all the rules that have been established before."

"Before the gong starts, there are three prohibitions: one is not allowed to hit the rattle, the second is not allowed to sit at Kowloonkou, and the third is not allowed to appear on stage."

"There are also regulations in the background, and there are regulations in each corner, a total of 33."

"Especially before entering the stage, you must first salute to the patriarch, implying that the opera has a beginning and an end, and a happy ending."

Wei Xiaoxiao was stunned: "Master Lin, you know it very clearly."

Lin Mo: "I've heard of it."

"What if I forget one or two rules and don't follow them?" Some students asked curiously.

Wei Xiaoxiao: "The opera can't go on anymore."

Lin Mo shook his head: "The opera can be sung, but if you are unlucky...it may cause some more 'serious' consequences."

Everyone is puzzled, what consequences can there be?

They also went to the storage room.

Li Furong opened the door with the key, but was stunned at the door.

Someone said from behind: "Why, how did this happen...the handle of the gun smashed to the ground, the rain cover lifted...the jade belt is also reversed."

"Team leader, ten bans and nine offenses."

Li Furong stepped in with an ugly expression.

Lin Mo lowered his head and pinched his fingers.

Zhong Ning wondered: "What are you doing?"

"I'm counting good and bad..."

Lin Mo's complexion also turned bad after he paused with his fingers... Can't figure it out.

Some people felt that Li Furong was a bit fussy and superstitious, so they couldn't help saying: "It must be because someone didn't want our troupe to perform smoothly and deliberately messed up."

"That's right, troupe master, the Nantai opera troupe has been passed down for so long, so they must have encountered similar things, it's not like it's nothing..."

"Who told you it's nothing." Li Furong said angrily.

The copper coin tied to his wrist is hot, reminding him that there is a problem...and he is not an atheist. He learned opera from his grandfather since he was a child, and he has encountered strange things.

No matter how surprised and uncertain, the time to go on stage was approaching, and Li Furong could not afford to delay, so Li Furong had to ask everyone to go back and prepare first.

"Master Lin, please stop." He said.

Lin Mo nodded and walked into the storage room.

Li Furong picked up the erhu bow from the ground and asked, "Does Master Lin think there is anything wrong?"

"There is no yin at all, and I can't see any problems at the moment." Lin Mo said in relief: "Backstage violations are just trivial things, maybe it's just to scare you, but you should pay attention on stage..."

Li Furong nodded, and couldn't help sighing: "It happens to be in the old temple building, if there are any evil things, the feng shui of this place can't be suppressed."

Lin Mo was puzzled: "I remember that the theater troupe had taboos in this regard before going on stage, why not change to another theater building?"

"It's the rules set by the great grandpa, I don't know very well..." Li Furong shook her head.

He remembered that when he was a child, he was taken to the old watchtower to learn opera with his grandfather, and when he was bored, he ran to the top attic to play with old things.

The light is slightly dim, and the shadows are indistinct.

There is only the sound of him tinkering with the old music box, but gradually, there is a melodious tone, which seems to be absent, with a little sadness and sadness...

He was still young at that time, ignorant, and didn't understand what fear was, so he followed the clearer and clearer opera sound and searched for it... When he saw the bright red costume and black and smooth hair, he was embraced by his grandfather from behind. rise.

In the blink of an eye, that figure had disappeared.

Grandpa asked him what he was looking at.

He answered.

Playing with the copper coin on Grandpa's wrist with his little hand, he felt slightly warm.

Immediately, grandpa hugged him and left with a complicated expression.

It was only later that he recalled that he and his grandfather were the only ones who were right that day.

Li Furong pulled out from her memories and said: "I feel restless at the moment. There have indeed been violations of the rules before, and every time something bad will happen."

"But today, ten bans and nine offenders have never happened before..."

After the things in the storage room were packed, Li Furong left.

Wei Xiaoxiao led people out of nowhere.

"Master Lin, what's going on? What do you mean by hitting the ground with the butt of a gun and opening the rain cover?"

"Is there malicious competition among peers?"

Tong Ze searched with his mobile phone and muttered, "I didn't find any troupe rules."

Lin Modao: "Throwing the butt of a gun to the ground means swearing. The rain cover is actually an umbrella. It is also called Huazi in the troupe. Because 'umbrella' has the same pronunciation as 'scattered'. In the past, actors were most taboo to leave the class, so they can't Just call the umbrella name."

"The jade belt is turned upside down, and it's called the White Tiger Belt, which means a bad omen."

"Wow, so much attention."

"The storage room is covered in cholera, doesn't it mean that today's show is not going well? No wonder Team Leader Li's face is so ugly..."

"But, but the door of the storage room was locked before, who played the erhu inside?" Someone asked weakly.

When I went in, I didn't see anyone.

Suddenly realizing this problem, everyone couldn't help shivering, and goosebumps couldn't help popping out.

"Maybe... the tape recorder was played regularly? Or, someone played it outside?"

"We were in the hallway at the time... No one was there, and it didn't sound like a tape recorder, the sound was beautiful..."

"Don't scare yourself, my hairs stand on end, if you can find out, it will be fine."

Lin Mo said: "Let's leave the stage first."

Not a while after he went out, he met Tang Yanchu, Zhan Wenshuang and others who had come late.

The viewing seats in the Laoguan Building are arranged in the old fashion. There are four square tables in the front row, and each table has three people.

The theater tickets that Xi Jinqian gave him were connected VIP seats. I don't know how Tang Yanchu and Zhan Wenshuang bought them later, but they sat next to their table.

Lin Mo glanced at Zhong Ning, who was also sitting there.

Wei Xiaoxiao took a seat at his table, and said with a surprised smile: "I didn't expect to be at the same table with Master Lin, this place is in the middle, it's the best place to watch, hey, I specially reserved one for myself, Zhong Ning I didn't give it to me if I wanted it... well, but why do the three elders look at me?"

Wei Xiaoxiao was a little on pins and needles.

Xi Jinqian said: "You sit very well, you can just watch the show here with peace of mind."

"Ah? Uh... oh." Wei Xiaoxiao was stunned.

What did he do?

Not long after, a good show came on stage, and the first song sung was the Kunqu Opera "The Peony Pavilion".

Seeing them on stage, Lin Mo's expression changed.

Wei Xiaoxiao was also puzzled: "Why did someone go to the right? Isn't it forbidden to go?"

"Is there any reason not to let go to the right?" Xi Jinqian asked.

Lin Mo nodded: "The seat in the play is usually the green dragon on the left, and the white tiger on the right. When you enter the stage dressed up, you must advance and retreat from the left. If you go to the right, you will step on the white tiger by mistake, which is an ominous omen."

Wei Xiaoxiao's face wrinkled: "It's so bad...it makes people feel too bad."

Fortunately, the first act of "The Peony Pavilion" fell smoothly, followed by "The Drunken Concubine".

After seeing Han Shuyan's appearance, the audience in the building cheered loudly. As expected, she was very popular among fans.

His steps are like a gentle breeze blowing willows, and his mouth is like a swallow whispering.

Han Shuyan is indeed talented and vividly interprets the characters.

After the first round, there was thunderous applause in the building.

But before the opening of the third "Suolin Bag", the applause was even bigger, and someone even called Li Furong's name.

Lin Mo glanced back curiously, and almost spit out the tea in his mouth.

Someone even pulled up a banner that said "Furong is really beautiful"... I don't know how Li Furong will feel when he sees it.

Li Furong's singing is amazing.

After opening the voice, the building gradually became quiet.

It seems that there is a wind blowing, the curtain fluttered a few times, the tea stems floated up and down in the cup, and the guys who brought tea and water kept shuttling back and forth. noisy and harsh...

Lin Mo suddenly woke up, stood up and shouted: "Li Furong, stay away!"

The figure in the red costume on the stage dodged to the side in an instant.

"Shh" sound.

A long | gun fell straight from above, piercing the ground.

Li Furong touched the hot copper coin on her wrist, she felt lingering fear, her face turned pale, if it wasn't for Lin Mo's sound just now, it might be his body that was pierced by the spear now.

But it's not over yet.

While everyone on the stage was stunned, several spears swished down again, aiming at the top of their heads with clear targets.

"what--"

Without any hesitation, Lin Mo quickly stepped onto the stage and kicked a few pistols away. Some people were so frightened that they ran towards him in panic.

In an instant, a person hiding at the edge took two inexplicable steps forward, he raised his head as if feeling something, and then his eyes widened with fear.

A long|gun pierced his body from top to bottom through his wide open mouth.

In an instant, blood splashed everywhere, and the death was grim.

"what----"

The audience inside the building flocked to the outside in horror, the crowd was crowded and shouted everywhere.

Xi Jinqian, Zhan Wenshuang and others maintained order. Tang Yanchu immediately called the police and went to the stage to check the situation.

The blood snaked down, staining the stairs and the curtain red. After the spear pierced through the body, it firmly penetrated into the wooden board, nailing the person to the stage.

At this moment, apart from Lin Mo and Li Furong, the others could no longer bear the fear in their hearts and fled the stage.

Tang Yanchu's expression was serious.

Lin Mo said: "I didn't find any suspicious figures. This spear... should be used for singing."

Li Furong's face was covered by thick powder, so she couldn't see his expression clearly, but she could hear his stiff voice: "It's the long|gun stored in the storage room by the Nantai Opera Troupe..."

The spears used in opera are all made of slightly flexible wood, and the heads of the spears are flat and blunt, so it is impossible to hurt people.

What's more, he had someone check it out before the performance started. There was no problem on stage or behind the scenes, and the beams were empty.

But now...a corpse in a miserable state of death was clearly in front of their eyes.

Soon, the police station mobilized and surrounded Laoguanlou.

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