Metaphysics boss dressed as a wealthy cannon fodder young master

Tujiaba, Rao Township, is a relatively backward village. There are three sides backed by steep mountains and one side faces a canal.

The daily necessities are purchased from the vendors who come to the market at the foot of the mountain on a regular basis. To see a doctor and ask for medicine, they are usually seen by a village doctor who travels to the village. If luck is not good, if the village doctor is not at home, then you can only do it. hold on.

This place is relatively remote and backward, and neither trains nor buses can pass in. After Jianxi took the train to Rao Township, he took a small fishing boat to Tujiaba through the waterway. There are no decent wharves nearby. Fishermen who drive fishing boats just find Once you reach the shore, you will be on the shore.

Sun He had been waiting on the bank of the river for a long time, and when he saw Jian Xi and Wu Chengcheng on the fishing boat, he quickly waved his hands and shouted, "Young Master, Brother Wu!"

Wu Chengcheng got off the shore, took a look at Sun He, and said angrily, "I haven't seen you in a month, why are you so thin? Don't you know that I will feel sorry for you brother Wu!"

Not only did Sun He lose weight, but he was also unshaven. There were two thick dark circles under his eye sockets. The neat suit he was wearing was gone, and he changed into a pair of dark cloth clothes instead.

Looking very down and out.

Sun He touched the back of his head when he heard the words, smiled, and said indifferently, "When you come back to the village, if you wear a suit that looks like a dog, you will be talked about behind the scenes by the old people in the village. focus of discussion."

While talking, Sun He held out his hand to Jian Xi, intending to help, because this bank is not a serious wharf, and there is still a section of water between the fishing boat and the dry and loose bank.

After bringing Jian Xi off the fishing boat, Sun He said with some embarrassment, "Young Master, please take this trip all the way."

"Where is it, I will treat it as a trip. Besides, I haven't taken up jobs in the industry for a long time. If I don't take up jobs, you two can't even get the mention. Do the math, it's you and your brother Wu who compare. Suffer."

After all, the salary of these two people is composed of basic salary and commission.

It's been several months, he didn't take the job, and the two didn't give him a pick to quit, which moved him a lot.

If it were another employee, he probably would have quit long ago.

Wu Chengcheng rolled his eyes, "You know we are good too!"

Jian Xi waved her hands generously, "Of course! It's the end of the year, and I'll give you two a big red envelope."

"Forget about the red envelope, you put a plaster on me first, my neck hurts like hell." Wu Chengcheng took out a piece of dog skin plaster, took the skin and asked Jian Xi to stick it on the back of his neck.

"Last night I slept with a stiff neck, and my neck kept crooked, and I dare not straighten it."

"Come on, Brother Wu, I'll post it for you."

"Okay."

Jian Xi handed the plaster to Sun He, and circled around with his hands behind his back.

This is a really poor mountain valley. There is not even a decent road. They are all dirt roads. Unfortunately, there has just been a first snowfall. As soon as the snow melts, the dirt roads here become muddy and difficult to walk.

After putting the plaster on Wu Chengcheng, Sun He planned to take the two of them to the village, but unexpectedly, there was another small fishing boat moored on the river bank behind him, and he saw an elite man in a suit and leather shoes walking on the small fishing boat. He got off his long legs and walked towards several people.

After seeing who that person was, Wu Chengcheng was so shocked that the glasses frame hanging on the bridge of his nose almost fell off. He pointed at the man and said, "Why did Old Dog Yu come here???"

Jian Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Yu Heng with a strange look in his eyes, which disappeared in the blink of an eye, but said playfully, "This morning, he said that He Xiaochuan is here as a teaching teacher, so he probably came to see his nephew."

Sure enough, on that muddy path, two other people appeared, He Xiaochuan and the male bodyguard who had been following Yu Heng all the time.

As soon as He Xiaochuan came over, he said in a very exaggerated manner, "Little uncle, why do you come to see him from such a long distance, and he doesn't need you to see him, he is playing and teaching well!"

As he spoke, there was a sense of gnashing of teeth in his voice.

God knows, he was rushed to this place in the middle of the fucking night, before he had time to sit down and take a breath, drink a sip of water, and hurried twenty miles at night, finally arrived at the place, It turned out that it was just to accompany his little uncle and perform a family drama of loving uncle and nephew in front of people!

Damn, the screenwriters can't write scripts like his little uncle, okay?

Yu Heng patted He Xiaochuan on the head and praised, "Very good."

Only then did he turn his head, as if he had just seen Jian Xi and the others, he deliberately acted surprised, raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, what a coincidence, you are here too."

Wu Chengcheng & Jian Xi & Sun He: "..."

He Xiaochuan: "..."

Jian Xi smiled and said, "Unfortunately, I just told you this morning that I want to come here."

"...That's quite a coincidence. It's also a kind of fate to be able to get there."

Wu Chengcheng & Jian Xi & Sun He: "..."

He Xiaochuan: "???" Damn it, he knows why his little uncle suddenly went crazy.

This is because Jian Xixi came here, and he wanted to come too, but he had no excuse, so he was moved out, right?

Ma Dan, in the eyes of his little uncle, his feelings are like a brick, and he can be moved wherever he needs it.

Jian Xi, Wu Chengcheng and Sun He opened the way in front, while He Xiaochuan, Yu Heng and the bodyguards followed step by step, and He Xiaochuan said speechlessly, "Little uncle, you don't talk so well Is it possible to die pretentiously, with your level of embarrassment, in what life will you be able to catch up with my little aunt."

Yu Heng pursed his lips and asked suspiciously, "Is my chatting skills really that bad?"

"Hey, my dear uncle, don't use the word level, it's an insult to the word level for nothing."

"What's wrong with your chatting? It's almost like the water in the Yellow River trembles three times."

Yu Heng: "..."

Yu Heng said expressionlessly, "You have been teaching here for less than six months, don't even think about going back to the imperial capital."

"Hey, hey, my little uncle doesn't take public revenge, my life is so miserable!" He Xiaochuan broke down and howled all the way while pulling his hair with both hands.

Wu Chengcheng at the front was also chirping with Jian Xi and biting his ear, "What's wrong with Old Dog Yu today? He doesn't speak at all like his usual arrogant level. Is this an almost embarrassing chat with you?"

Jian Xi said absent-mindedly, "Who knows what he's thinking, he thinks it out once he thinks it out. He changed his face faster than facial makeup, probably because he suddenly discovered the beauty of this young master, and was attracted by his heavenly appearance. Admire."

"...I admire your invincible self-confidence."

"Oh, by the way, Xiao Sun, you should tell me what's wrong with you here, so that Xi Zai can be prepared."

Hearing this, Sun He paused in his footsteps, and the halo of the flashlight illuminated an oval on the ground, the surroundings were pitch black, and there was the sound of thick crows.

After a moment of silence, Sun He continued on his way with his head down, "I can't say anything. When I get to the village, I'll take you to have a look and you'll understand. Besides, they only seem to have something wrong at night, and it's just the same during the day. Son, so I'm not sure what happened to them either."

In the past, the stage selection was very particular. Unlike now, you can find a place to build it at will. You have to choose a place with a back against a tall tree and near water.

Until recent years, with more and more entertainment activities, there are fewer and fewer people watching and listening to operas. As a result, even the big theater troupes in the past are not so particular, and you can set up a wild stage at any place. come out.

And this time, the theater troupe who came to their Tujiaba Village heard from the old people in the village that it was also a big theater troupe in the early years.

Everyone in the village was very happy to be able to come this time.

Sun He first took Jian Xi and others to the village chief's house to meet the troupe leader. After the troupe came to the village, they stayed at the village chief's house.

"Hey Xiaosun, this is what you call an expert who can see things?" There was a dog barking in the yard, and two middle-aged men came out of the room, one of whom still had traditional long hair on the back of his head. braid.

It was he who asked the question.

Sun He nodded to him, then turned around and introduced to Jian Xi and Wu Chengcheng, "Young Master, Brother Wu, this is Uncle Wang, the troupe leader, and that is the head of our village."

Jian Xi and Wu Chengcheng nodded to Uncle Wang and the village head, and said hello.

At this time, a strong wind blew in the dark sky, and the dark clouds were about to sink down, as if a heavy rain was about to fall.

The village chief hurriedly called people into the house, and seeing the three Yu Heng who had been following behind, the village chief slammed his lips and asked Sun He, "Xiao Sun, is this the person who came with you?"

Sun He looked at Jian Xi, but said nothing.

Jane Xi said, "President Yu, where do you live?"

Yu Heng: "..."

Yu Heng looked at He Xiaochuan, and He Xiaochuan touched his nose and said, "Uncle Village Chief, you were not at home when I came, and your wife entertained us. You may not know, but we also borrowed from your home." He also paid for the house. fees and meals.

"Oh oh, oh, I'm really sorry. Today I just heard my wife say that there are guests at home. There are so many people recently. I don't remember what each guest looks like. I'm sorry, today It’s about to rain, come in quickly, luckily we have enough earthen houses.”

On the contrary, the head of the theater troupe said happily, "It's okay, it's okay, don't look at the dark clouds in the sky, it's because the Dragon Lord we worshiped came out to do good deeds, probably because we saw that you have difficulty in drinking water here, so we sent our theater troupe here Singing opera is magical, Shi Yunbuyu is here."

The village chief was very happy when he heard this, and quickly said to the class leader, "Squad leader, then you should stay for a while before you leave, please ask the Dragon Lord more, and give us more rain."

"That's for sure haha."

Wu Chengcheng glanced at the class leader, Uncle Wang, and covered his mouth and said in a low voice, "Why is the class leader a little bit crazy."

"Naturally, there has been a saying in ancient times that singing operas can be magical, and besides, he doesn't take good things to himself so superficially. Which village will be willing to spend money to invite them to sing opera next time."

The village head was wearing a coat, and when the coat was about to fall off, he stretched out his hand and pulled the coat on his body, took a few puffs of cigarettes he rolled himself with dry tobacco, and allocated housing to several people, and said to them, "I know you still have something to discuss, so I'll go back to the house first. There is tea in the hot water pot, which has been boiled in advance. If you are thirsty, you can drink it yourself."

"Oh, yes, yes." The head teacher nodded.

"The village chief, go slowly." Wu Chengcheng waved his hand.

Jian Xi glanced at Yu Heng, wondering, "Why don't you leave?"

Yu Heng: "...I'll drink some tea, I'm thirsty."

Yu Heng felt bitter, he knew that he should have a good relationship with Jian Xi, but at that time, he didn't know that Jian Xi was Wang Chuan.

Ugh.

"Oh, then you drink."

They still live in the earth kang in this village. Jian Xi put the big white egg that she had been holding in her arms on the kang, covered the big white egg with a quilt, and then looked at the class leader and said, "Tell me, class leader, what happened?" It's over."

Seeing that Jian Xi took an egg so seriously, Sun He said very honestly and sincerely, "Young master, are you hungry and want to eat steamed eggs? Although this kang is relatively hot, you can't steam an egg."

Jane Xi: "..."

Displeasure flashed across Yu Heng's eyes quickly.

That was his son, Jian Xi's assistant, how could he tell that Jian Xi was going to eat it steamed.

"Pfft~hahahahaha..."

Wu Chengcheng bent down and laughed loudly, looking at Jian Xi's aggrieved and speechless expression, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, he patted Sun He on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Xiao Sun, that big white star The egg is not for eating, it is your young master's own son, he gave birth to it himself."

Sun He and the head teacher suddenly looked at Jian Xi, and they became uncomfortable.

Jane Xi: "..."

Jian Xi gave a dry cough, poured a glass of water and took a sip before saying, "Let's talk about business."

Sun He and the head of the class also took Wu Chengcheng as a joke, after all, how can people have any eggs.

The host sighed and said, "We came to Tujiaba for three days. We had been singing well, and we planned to withdraw after the last show, but it snowed suddenly that night, and the singers on the stage wore Few, shivering all over from the cold, "

Wu Chengcheng felt that the leader of the group was talking too much, so he continued directly, "So you stopped singing halfway through?"

After all, that's what Sun He said on the phone.

——Also since the play stopped halfway through, things started to go wrong in the village.

Uncle Wang's face was shocked, and he waved his hands again and again, "How can that be possible?! The opera is open to all directions, one side is a human, the third side is a ghost, and the fourth side is a god. You must not stop until you finish singing! This is a big or small drama. Everyone in the team knows! How could we make such a low-level mistake!"

"Strange, then how do you say that the troupe stopped halfway through singing?" Jian Xi looked at Sun He, who also looked puzzled, "It really stopped."

The class leader also sighed, and he slapped his thigh and said with a heavy face, "Don't ask him, he is right, and he did stop in the end! It's just not because of the cold, but because..."

When the head teacher said this, his voice trembled a little, and his face turned blue, obviously he was extremely frightened.

He paused for a while before continuing, "It's because I found out that the singer on the stage...has changed."

"...It can't be said that it has changed. The person is still the same person, but the voice and expression are obviously wrong. The person has a frightened expression on his face, and his voice is shrill and thin. It is not her usual singing voice at all."

"As soon as I saw it, I knew it was going to be bad. I probably offended some gods, but I didn't dare to disturb it rashly. After all, once this opera opens, it must not stop until it finishes singing. I will I can only wait for that scene to finish, and decide what to do, but the bad thing is, halfway through the play, the danjiao went crazy, and then ran away, running very fast, chasing after him No, everyone in our class is looking for her, but we haven't found her yet."

Jian Xi tapped her fingers on the table. Hearing what the head teacher said, it could not be ruled out that something was knocked over.

He said, "Take me to the place where you sing opera first."

The head teacher nodded, "Okay."

There was a sudden thunder and lightning outside, and the pouring rain began to fall.

Accompanied by the thunder and lightning, a statue enshrined in the house was illuminated red, and Wu Chengcheng was so scared that he yelled, "What the hell!"

Jian Xi hurriedly looked at the place Wu Chengcheng was pointing at, and saw that the troupe master hastily put down the red cloth on the statue to cover the statue, and he said hesitantly, "It's the statue enshrined in our class. Enshrining the idol, keeping it safe, it's not strange or strange..."

Wu Chengcheng said angrily, "Worshiping the god statue is open and aboveboard, why are you still covering it up?"

Especially putting the statue in a corner of the room, even if it is placed on a wooden box, it is even covered with a red cloth.

The half-human tall statue was wrapped in a tight red cloth from head to toe, no matter how weird it looked, it was quite scary in the middle of the night, especially in the night of lightning and thunder.

The class leader smiled awkwardly and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see the stage."

Hearing the sound of the rain outside, he knew that it was raining heavily. Wu Chengcheng opened his backpack and took out a folding umbrella. Just as he was about to open the umbrella, the class leader pressed his umbrella hand with a bitter face.

Wu Chengcheng looked at him suspiciously.

Jian Xi tilted her head slightly, and explained in a low voice, "Theatrical troupes have their own rules. It is forbidden to open umbrellas and play chess in the backstage of the troupe. Opening an umbrella means you have to disperse. Playing chess means don't look like an elephant, don't play horse legs, which means Bad show."

The class leader clapped his hands back and forth, sighed and said with emotion, "I didn't expect you, a young man, to know the rules of our industry so well. Young people know very little now."

Jian Xi smiled, "We can be regarded as half colleagues."

The class leader was puzzled at first, but then he suddenly realized that half of his peers were actors in TV dramas that people love to watch now.

The head teacher pushed open the door and said as he led the way out, "We are old, we are about to be abandoned by the times..."

Wu Chengcheng pushed his glasses, and asked Jian Xi, "Do you think there is something wrong with this class leader, why is he always covering up?"

"Go with him first and you will know what he is covering up."

At this time, it was about eleven or twelve o'clock in the night. On a golden wheat field, there was a lonely stage standing upright. There were several large round tables under the stage. On the table were melon seeds, peanuts, water glasses, and There are many black lacquered wooden plaques.

Wu Chengcheng swallowed, "Why is this different from the opera troupes in other places?"

Wu Chengcheng observed each table and chair once, and seeing that there was a spirit tablet in each seat, he immediately touched the raised goose bumps on his body, and asked Sun He, "Where are you going to listen to and watch operas in this place, do you still hug your ancestors?" Spirit position."

Sun He shook his head silently, and couldn't quite understand what was wrong with it.

Jian Xi narrowed her eyes slightly, "It's normal that it's different, because this play is not sung for people to listen to."

"what???"

"This play is specially sung for ghosts."

"Hastily! No wonder he wants to cover it up. If the **** doesn't cover it up, no one will come."

Suddenly, the gongs and drums sounded and the lights shone brightly. Two figures appeared on the stage. One of the two figures stood majestically on one side with a sharp knife in his hand, while the other knelt on the ground resentfully. Whimpering and crying, the prison uniform on his body was covered with red welts, and his babbling voice was spread several miles away.

The opera voice is sharp, thin and long, and it also contains a hostility and desolate resentment, which makes people know that it is definitely not something that humans can sing.

The head teacher, Uncle Wang's expression suddenly became ugly.

He rushed up to the stage, stopped the two actors who were singing, grabbed the prisoner by the neck and yelled, "Didn't I tell you not to sing anymore, why did you come out to sing again?!"

The prisoner's face was covered with snot and tears, and his eyes were almost popping out of fear, but the corners of his mouth were still laughing funny, and continued to sing, the weird tune made people get goosebumps and couldn't stop themselves. Take it out.

Suddenly, in front of the originally empty table, a woman in a black cheongsam appeared out of thin air. The woman held a spiritual tablet in her arms, and sat at the table and hummed along with the beat.

Jian Xi hoped that no matter what the hostess did on the stage, the two singers would not be able to stop, so she planned to go up to say hello to the woman who appeared suddenly.

Wu Chengcheng and Sun He stretched out a hand at the same time, and each grabbed Jian Xi's arm. Wu Chengcheng gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, that woman is not human at first glance."

Jian Xi nodded, "I'm going to say hello to her just because she's not human."

Wu Chengcheng & Sun He: "..."

Ordinary people don't understand the world of masters.

It can be seen that Jian Xi is so leisurely, sitting at the same table with that woman, it's really f*cking bad.

Jian Xi smiled and said, "Miss, this dress is very nice."

"Thank you for the compliment, I am wearing mourning clothes."

Wu Chengcheng & Sun He: "..."

Jian Xi was still smiling, "Really, it seems that the black color matches Miss's fair skin very well."

Wu Chengcheng kicked Jian Xi under the table, gritted his teeth, and said, "Your uncle, are you suffering from the fucking Neptune disease again?! Then you're a fucking female ghost, and you're so fucking serious taste!"

Jian Xi kicked back, "This is a normal communication, don't think about me with your dirty mind."

"Listening to Miss humming these two sounds is really the sound of nature. I feel comfortable listening to it. Did Miss learn to sing before? Coincidentally, Miss and I can be counted as half of the same company, but I sing duet , I’m not that good at it anymore, can I ask Miss a little bit?”

The female ghost was originally facing the stage to watch and listen to the play, but upon hearing this, she slowly turned around.

The dark eyes looking at Jian Xi remained motionless, and then nodded slowly and stiffly for a moment.

"I grew up in a troupe during my lifetime."

As if she couldn't hear anything wrong with what she said, Jian Xi nodded her head in affirmative expression with the same complexion, "That lady's opera singing must be very good."

The female ghost just looked at Jian Xi suspiciously for a moment, then asked slowly, "Do you really want to learn?"

She seemed to have not spoken for a long time. Every time she said a word, the word had to be rolled on the tip of her tongue to spit it out. She tried to persuade, "Actors are something only low-class people can learn. You look so good. , to be used as a plaything for others, what a pity."

Jane Xi: "..."

"Nine times out of ten, opera singers lived unsatisfactorily. After death, they are not qualified to enter the ancestral graves. They are worse than eunuchs. You look so good, so you should stop learning opera and become an eunuch. Those nobles see how good you are." Well, without the yang root again, I will keep you by my side to ensure that you have no worries about food and clothing, and if you get along well, maybe you can get a manager, isn't it more comfortable than an actor?"

puff~

Wu Chengcheng and Sun He covered their mouths and laughed hard on the other side of the table.

Jane Xi: "..."

There is no way to talk about this.