Becoming a Demon [Comprehensive]

The big man who was cooking at the side asked him, "Qingshan, is it enough? If not, I will buy another piece tomorrow for you to practice."

Someone next to him shouted: "If you don't have enough, buy it again. Anyway, you can still use it after practicing, and we can taste more meat."

"Qingshan, study hard, after learning, uncle will come to you if he is injured in the future."

Qing Shan blushed slightly, just in time to see Shen Luo at the door, his eyes lit up, "Master."

"Miss!"

"Miss!"

A few big men who were cooking yelled.

Shen Luo smiled and nodded, "Everyone is busy, I'm here to find Qingshan."

"Master..." Qing Shan saw the messy pig sewn on the chopping board again, and hurriedly put his hands behind his back.

Shen Luo walked in, took Qing Shan's unfinished wound and said: "Sew it like this, tie it like this." Soon she cut a deeper wound and said to Qing Shan: "This kind of wound has the same tissue stitched together. You Practice like this first, and when you learn it, I will teach you how to suture different wounds."

Qing Shan said happily: "Yes, Master."

Seeing his happy expression, Shen Luo thought to herself, it seems that her previous education method was wrong, what she should teach him is the treatment of trauma, instead of memorizing some Chinese herbal medicine.

There are many people who know Chinese medicine, but in this era, war is coming soon, and surgeons are even scarcer.So what she should teach is some first aid methods, instead of creating a famous doctor step by step.

If you find a problem, correct it.

Shen Luo returned to the room and began to draw human body drawings and some detailed explanations.

After finishing the painting, she realized that something was wrong. Her character was a girl who had never been out of the house. If she knew something about Duan Qifang, it could be said that she knew it from newspapers. Come to the hand that will suture the wound.

Shen Luo stopped his hands immediately, and recalled that he performed surgery on those people before, and Brother Cheap discussed with others behind her back, and asked her to go back to the city, which was equivalent to throwing her away.Shen Luo felt as if her mind had been submerged in water, why did she think that others would not find out what was wrong with her?

When she thought of how complacent she was, but in fact others saw it, Shen Luo felt a little discouraged.

She still can't play with people's minds.

She was always the Shen Luo in her early twenties, no matter how many worlds she had experienced, she never showed her intrigue skills.

After getting discouraged, Shen Luo even thought, how about throwing down the burden and leaving?But when she thought of Qing Shan, Lao Zheng and others, she was a little hesitant. Big Brother Cheap left her with a lot of people. If she left, these people would be trapped in Star City.

Thinking about the handsome status of Big Brother Cheap, Shen Luo felt that it was wishful thinking for her to go to the Northeast to find someone. If Lao Zheng and the others were killed because of her, she didn't think he would let her go.

Immediately, Shen Luo sighed. Forget it, let's deal with the matter of Xingcheng first, and then talk about it when I go to the northeast to find Grandpa Zeng Zeng. Anyway, she has to leave after getting the mirror disk.

In the next day, the car from Wang's family arrived on time, and Shen Luo got on the car this time, instead of going to the car or Wang's mansion, he came to a magnificent theater instead.

The car stopped at the entrance of the theater, and as soon as Shen Luo got out of the car, he could hear the babbling singing inside.

There were a lot of people coming and going back and forth at the gate of the theater, but some of them were extremely thin and yellow, and yawned from time to time, as if they hadn't slept well.

Shen Luo frowned immediately when he saw it, and someone greeted him at the entrance of the theater.

"Miss Duan, you are welcome. I am Yan Liu, the owner of the garden. Mrs. General has told me to take you to her when you come. She is waiting for you on the second floor. Please come with me."

The one who stepped forward to talk to Shen Luo was a very young man, very delicate, he looked no older than 25 years old.Shen Luo didn't show any surprise when he heard that he was the manager of such a large theater, but asked kindly, "How did you recognize me?"

The other party smiled, "Who doesn't know the car in Wang's mansion." Then he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation to Shen Luo, "Please go upstairs, Mrs. Wang must be waiting anxiously."

Shen Luo followed him upstairs.

"Sister, you are finally here!" Mrs. Wang got up and waved to Shen Luo. Shen Luo walked over and asked with a smile, "Why do you think of going to the theater?"

Mrs. Wang snarled at Mrs. Niu who was seated opposite her, "Isn't this one who loves to be more serious, insisting on letting me take my sister to see, is this opera better or a movie?" She waved the round fan as she spoke. Huang, matching the cheongsam on her body, "Let me say that they are not the same. Aren't operas and movies just to pass the time? Carrots and vegetables have their own preferences, so choose one according to your preference."

Mrs. Niu smiled awkwardly, and Mrs. Luo, who was sitting next to her, picked up the teacup and touched it, but did not drink it.

Shen Luo suddenly understood that it must not be what Mrs. Niu said, but Mrs. Wang herself found a reason to let her come to the theater.

After realizing it, Shen Luo's nerves began to tense. She probably felt that there should be something waiting for her later.But soon she relaxed again, not afraid of her coming, but afraid of her not coming.At least she was prepared.

"Come on, sister, sit down quickly." Mrs. Niu pulled Shen Luo to sit beside her, and then said with a smile: "I like my sister very much when I saw it. After you left yesterday, I kept thinking that if you It would be great if I could be with you all the time. I am bored at home alone. Only when I saw my sister this time did I realize that there are such delicate people in this world. It is a pity that my sister stayed here for a short time, otherwise we would chat on weekdays Clothes, playing horses and hangings, this day should be so much fun."

Shen Luo blinked her eyes, and said shyly, "I'm also reluctant to part with my sister. My friends are all in Shanghai, and after returning to my hometown, I didn't know each other well. When I met my sister this time, I also felt that I had hit it off unexpectedly. If it wasn't for me, I would have to rush Go to Hebei, otherwise I will have to stay in this beautiful star city for ten days and half a month."

"How can this Star City be said to be beautiful?" Mrs. Wang said disgustedly: "They are all short houses, how can they be as magnificent as the high-rise villas in Shanghai?"

Mrs. Wang has stayed in Star City for several years, and she has long been tired of seeing the scenery here, blue bricks and black tiles, except for old houses, they are still old houses.

"That's because my sister is so beautiful." Shen Luo said with a smile.

Mrs. Wang covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly, "Sister, you can really talk. If you were a younger brother, I would have to abandon you, Brother Wang and run with you."

Shen Luo panicked, "That's not acceptable, I will have to be skinned by Brother Wang."

Just at this time, a Tsing Yi came out on the stage in front of him, and began to sing babbling, which was the beginning of the opera.

"Okay, don't be funny, let's go to the theater first, we don't have much fun in Star City, so we can only entertain you to watch the theater to pass the time."

Shen Luo pursed her lips and smiled, then turned her head to look at the big stage ahead.

She sang "The General of the Yang Family" with a unique accent, quite different from the Peking Opera, Kunqu Opera, Huangmei Opera, etc. that Shen Luo had heard before.

Of course, it is not very different, it is more like a fusion of the accents of many dramas.

Seeing that Shen Luo looked carefully and listened more carefully, although most of the time he didn't understand.

Mrs. Wang asked with a smile, "How is it? Do you think it's very special?"

Shen Luo nodded.

Mrs. Wang said: "It just came from Qi Yang. Now it has spread to several cities. This time, the theater just happened to invite this Qi Yang team over. My sister is just a coincidence. They just arrived yesterday, and they will be on stage today."

Shen Luo immediately said: "Then I have to thank my sister for the hospitality."

During a play, the ups and downs of applause could be heard throughout the upstairs and downstairs. Shen Luo was sitting close to the railing, so he could just look down.

Then she saw the door on the left below was opened, and a dry old man with a hunched waist came out from the inner room. Shen Luo could clearly see the smoke lingering inside. When the old man closed the door, she vaguely saw someone holding a bong inside. smokes.

At first, Shen Luo didn't pay attention to it, but then she came to think about it. At this time, it is not so common to see modern cigarettes.

The most common opium hall in this era must be the big opium den. Thinking of the despondent people she met at the door before, she felt uncomfortable for a while. At this time, the humiliating history of planting flowers has harmed entire generations.

I didn't expect this theater to come with compartments, presumably it was specially prepared for those heavy smokers.

They sang a few more operas one after another, and nothing happened during this period, but Shen Luo's heart became more and more flustered towards the end.

Seeing that the drama on the stage was over and nothing happened yet, Shen Luo blinked and began to wonder if he had guessed wrong.

After the play broke up, Shen Luo looked at Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang said with an unsatisfactory expression: "The rehearsal of today's program is good, and Yan Liu has taken care of it." Then she said to Shen Luo, "Sister, how is it? How is it compared to the movie?"

Shen Luo, who was not thinking about this at first, got up and answered: "Yes, each has its own merits. Opera is a culture that has been passed down for thousands of years, and it is our precious wealth. Compared with it, movies are still relatively immature. Therefore, there is no comparison between the two. .” Movies in this era were probably still silent movies, and there was nothing interesting about them.

Mrs. Wang spread her hands and said to Mrs. Niu: "You see, my sister can talk a lot, Mrs. Niu, are you satisfied with what sister Duan said?"

Mrs. Niu smiled and echoed, "I'm not very knowledgeable as a countryman. I don't know if these two are good or bad. I just listen to a lot of plays, so I think the plays are the best."

Mrs. Wang immediately said with satisfaction: "Then don't chase after Sister Duan and ask about operas and movies."

"Yes yes yes." Mrs. Niu quickly agreed. "I was joking before, and I asked Ms. Duan not to take it for granted that I am a countryman."

Seeing Mrs. Niu busy taking the blame for Mrs. Wang, Shen Luo sympathized with her, so her expression eased. "It's okay, I didn't take it to heart."

While talking like this, the play broke up and the crowd began to retreat.

But Shen Luo and the others were on the second floor, and they were not in a hurry, so they waited for the people downstairs to disperse in order to chat.

At this moment, there was a gunshot from downstairs, followed by the screams of men and women.

Then rows of armed officers and soldiers rushed in with guns and surrounded the theater, preventing anyone from entering or leaving.

The wives of the three top generals in Star City, including Mrs. Wang, were a little confused. Soon Mrs. Wang came to her senses and asked Mrs. Niu to go downstairs and call the leading officer. Surrounded, don't you know she's here?

The author has something to say: I was looking for a house yesterday, so I didn't care about it.In the evening, I sent out the manuscript box to replace it today, but it turned out that the month was filled in wrongly and it was not sent out.The poor author's [-] updates lasted for a month, but in the last two days, it was ruined. It was cut off for one day, and the full attendance was gone. Today, I will send [-], and tomorrow will be [-].

Next month will be [-] changes per day, and I plan to open another book, so I have to write a detailed outline and write a manuscript. I just changed the house and the rent is very expensive. The results of this book are not very good, so I plan to open it twice.

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