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"Who? The actor who committed suicide by throwing himself into a well?" Zhong Xueran asked.

"Your imagination is really poor." Xu Yi said.

"Can you please stop showing off!" Zhong Xueran was finally irritated by him, "I don't have time to chat with you here! Yang and that ghost are still in the same time and space. If you like to show off your mind, you can do it after this weird talk is over. If we continue, this is the ultimate game! Can I ask you to be more serious?"

After being speechless for a long time, Zhong Xueran took a deep breath and felt a little lost.

She didn't know what was wrong. She had been feeling restless during this period, and she didn't think deeply enough about the problem.

However, before she could think about whether to give Xu Yi a step down, she heard Xu Yi suddenly say: "I'm curious, how did you confirm that that person is Yang?"

Zhong Xueran did not expect that what Xu Yi was thinking about in silence was actually this question. He was not angry at all because of her venting words just now.

"The voice, the voice, and the way of speaking are all Yang." Zhong Xueran said.

"Oh? It's Yang's voice... That's strange..." Xu Yi muttered, "I saw the bodies of Yang's four people in the river outside. Their souls should have traveled through the past. You The conversation with him was his original voice. Could it be that he existed in the form of a spirit body in the world a hundred years ago?"

Xu Yi's muttering to herself made Zhong Xueran suddenly realize. She pressed her temples, what was wrong with her? Didn't you notice this?

"I will return to the stage in a while. If I can still contact Yang, I will ask these questions carefully," she said.

"Whose coffin is this?"

Zhong Xueran asked next.

"Come here and see for yourself."

Xu Yi walked to the standing coffin and said to Zhong Xueran.

When Zhong Xueran got closer, he found words on the inner wall of the coffin, which seemed to have been carved on it with a knife.

The content is:

[I am deeply sorry for you, and my heart is filled with sorrow, but my liver and gallbladder have no end to my sorrow. From now on, there will be no sound in the world. Oh, what a pain! Fu Wei Shang Xian——Sacrifice to Brother Qi Gong. 】

"Brother Qigong...Zhao Qigong?" Zhong Xueran's eyes lit up, "The boss of [Nanzhifang] that Mr. Mei dreamed of?"

"Is this Zhao Qigong's coffin?"

"Yes, but I didn't let you see this," Xu Yi said, "Don't you think this handwriting looks familiar?"

look familiar?

Zhong Xueran carefully read the eulogy carved on the inner wall of the coffin. He had indeed seen this writing somewhere. Where was it...

Suddenly! A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she finally thought of the source!

"Nanzhifang!"

"It's the Nanzhi Fang plaque at the entrance of the theater! It was written by Zhao Qigong himself!"

Speaking of this, Zhong Xueran seemed a little unbelievable: "But why did Zhao Qigong prepare a coffin for himself and call himself Brother Qigong?"

"Then I don't know. To put it simply, for a certain purpose, he wanted to fake his death and escape."

"If it's more complicated, that Zhao Qigong...maybe he has never been a normal living person."

Xu Yi's words made Zhong Xueran's hair stand on end.

She thought of some words Mei Sijun said, which were part of the rumors circulating among the troupe circles in Fucheng.

"Only [Nanzhifang] can sing Huangquan Opera."

"[Nanzhifang] is the only opera troupe that not only sings for the living, but also for the dead."

Zhong Xueran's heart was pounding, and she shook her head slowly: "No... we must tell Yang this news, so that they all know that they can't get close to Zhao Qigong..."

Xu Yi didn't stop her, he just said: "Remember the questions you want to ask, and how did you establish contact with them in the past? Review it, and come to me in the backyard when you know."

"good."

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After hearing the sound of benches colliding on the first floor of the theater, Qin Manjiang was immediately taken backstage by Zhao Qigong.

The backstage is not big, and there are a lot of miscellaneous items on display at the moment. However, like the tables and chairs in front of the stage, these things can be seen but not touched.

Not long after, the terrifying screams of evil spirits came from in front of the stage.

Qin Manjiang shivered and was afraid.

After his soul traveled to this body, his fear seemed to be strengthened, and there were signs of surprise.

"Master...the voice just now was..."

Qin Manjiang asked, pretending to be a fool.

After all, he still remembered what the old drummer said about him—Xiao Qi was not such a smart kid.

After that, Qin Manjiang drew a bottom line for the current situation in his heart.

The dumber you act, the better!

It makes perfect sense that a person who is already stupid would become even stupider in a state of fear.

Zhao Qigong didn't seem to doubt him. Hearing this, he whispered: "Don't talk... That thing is blind, it listens to sounds."

oh?

Qin Manjiang was shocked. Zhao Qigong really knew the origin of that ghost, and looking at him like this, it didn't look like it was his first time dealing with that ghost.

"Xiao Qi... while it's not here, I need you to get something for me..." Zhao Qigong said again.

"Jade...Jade Chan?"

"Yes..." Zhao Qigong lowered his voice, "Remember, with the stage as the center, there is a jade cicada in the east, south, west, and north. The jade cicada on the stage is in the background, guarded by the thing just now. , take it now, quickly... quickly!"

Qin Manjiang followed Zhao Qigong's gaze and looked over. At this moment, the two of them were in the not too narrow space backstage. Unlike the dark and blurry outside, there was a slight red light in the backstage. I didn't know where the light source was. , can actually make the backstage brighter than outside the stage.

Various costumes were hung on the surrounding walls, which looked particularly strange under the faint red light.

The evil ghost on the stage in front seems to have stepped down. Who is it going to attack?

It is indeed a good opportunity to get the jade cicada now...but you must act quickly.

Qin Manjiang swallowed, feeling that his courage was getting weaker and weaker.

My hands and feet are getting weak, and I can't control them very well. My head is also a little groggy, and I want to get away from here and run away far away.

What the hell...

Am I so timid without my "body"?

Qin Manjiang was a little dissatisfied. He could feel that although his courage had become smaller, his emotions seemed to be completely liberated. His way of thinking was much more flexible than before. Some issues that he had never thought about before could now be freely thought of. Go and think.

For example...should I knock this Zhao Qigong down with a stick...

This guy doesn't look strong, and he dares to fool me...

"Did you see it? The one over there that glows red is Yu Chan!" Zhao Qigong's voice interrupted Qin Manjiang's messy thoughts.

Qin Manjiang did see it, but he was not anxious now, but looked scared:

"Class...class teacher, why don't you go get it yourself?"

Chapter 2 is available, later.