When the opera troupe took the stage, the ghosts walked with their floats instead of their feet, but when the opera singers took the stage, they still swayed their legs on the stage, and after they took the stage, they bent down and saluted according to the scriptures and sang.
"Why do you just open your mouth and make no sound, pantomime?" The performers on the stage seemed to be performing a silent drama, they only opened their mouths but no sound came out, and their movements were well-done.
The villagers sitting under the stage clapped their hands from time to time, and seemed to be quite excited.
"It's singing, but we can't hear it. If you can hear it, it can only explain one problem, and you have become a ghost." Xiang Que glanced at the actors on the stage, turned his head and said, "This group of people must have They are all singers. After death, they can¡¯t be reincarnated to stay in the world for some reason, but they still think that they are not dead, so they still sing for people every day.¡±
The ghost singing opera is the same as the drowned ghost hanging the dead ghost. After the drowned person becomes a ghost, he hides in the water and harms people. I regarded myself as an actor.
"Is it possible that this group of villagers are only being possessed by ghosts every night, and then they come here to watch a play? During the daytime, people are being possessed by ghosts at night, and the villagers will be tortured to death." Wang Xuanzhen stared, puzzled Said: "However, the location of this village is not too deep in the mountains and old forests, why no one found it? Look at the villagers, there are not many young girls and boys, and they should all go out of the village. Hey, then you say they And let your own family be haunted by ghosts?"
"Gulu" At this time, the stage seemed to be singing a fight scene. The two singers were fighting with swords in a real way. One of them cut off the opponent's head with a single knife, and then rolled on the stage. After rolling twice, it fell off the stage.
Yang Fei'er was so frightened that she yelled "Oh my god", grabbed Wang Xuanzhen's arm and hid behind him.
"Shua" The opera singer on the stage stopped singing, turned his head to look at the place where the three of them were standing, and the villagers under the stage also turned their heads stiffly to look at the three of them.
The actor who had lost his head floated down from the stage. He reached out and hooked the dropped head, and he held it in his hand and pressed it on his neck. Two lines of blood flowed out of his eyes immediately, and then he spit out scarlet The tongue floated towards Que and them.
As soon as these actors moved, the villagers sitting below also stood up, and slowly surrounded them with stiff legs.
"It seems that zombies are besieging the city, what are you doing, Brother Que?" Wang Xuanzhen asked with squinted eyes.
"Don't do it, are you still waiting for them to fuck you?" Xiang Que took out two talisman papers and handed them to Fatty Wang and Yang Feier: "Drop two drops of blood for self-defense. got them"
"Tread, Tread, Tread" Xiang Que took two steps forward, standing in front of the two of them, clasped his middle fingers upwards and crossed his chest with his hands, and stepped heavily on the ground with his right foot: "Pfft"
"Zhanzhan blue sky and purple clouds bloom, the two immortals Zhu and Li sent their souls, the three souls returned to the body, and the seven souls returned to protect themselves." Xiang Que made a seal with both hands, with his index fingers and middle fingers together, his little finger bent inward, and a lotus bloomed on his mouth: "Qingdi protects Soul, the White Emperor serves the soul, the Red Emperor nourishes Qi, the Black Emperor passes through the blood, the Yellow Emperor is the master, all gods are invincible, and the dead souls go quickly The Yin Division obeys the order of the Hades of the underworld to collect the souls of the world ¡¤¡¤¡¤The Taishang Laojun is in a hurry like a law, accept"
"Shua" flew into the backpack behind Que and flew out pieces of talisman paper, sprinkled all over the sky, and flew over the heads of the lonely ghosts who surrounded him.
"The gate of heaven is open, the gate of earth is open, the gate of hell is open" Xiang Que raised his hand and pressed down, and in an instant, countless talisman papers "crack, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap" were printed on the actor and the villagers top of the head.
It's really not difficult to fight this kind of lonely ghosts. They can only scare people at most, and they have no combat experience. Xiang Que can seal them all in the talisman paper without any means.
Xiang Que bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, took in the blood in his mouth, and then spurted out, the blood dripped out like a drizzle.
All of a sudden, a gust of dark wind blew in the village, and it blew all around. All the villagers and actors stood still and stood upright.
"Did you see it? Brother Que, you'll know if it's there as soon as you make a move. With him around, we can ward off evil spirits." Wang Xuanzhen said with gritted teeth.
Wang Xuanzhen frowned again and asked: "However, if you send out so many lonely ghosts, the underworld will definitely have to investigate."
"Then it's out of my control, I don't care about killing or burying." Xiang Que pinched his fingers and walked to the front of the crowd, pointing at the talisman above the lonely soul's head.
"à§" The talisman paper fluttered lightly, turning into a golden light and entering the opponent's body, and then the lonely ghost disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the talisman paper in Xiang Que's hands.
 "Xiang Que walked to the next lonely ghost again, ready to take the other party in and send them to the underworld together."
Quietly, a cold light flashed across the dark night sky in the distance, rushing towards the village at an extremely fast speed.
"Puff"
A three-foot-long mahogany sword was inserted in front of Xiang Que's foot.
"Daoist friend, please be merciful" The voice has arrived before the person arrives.
Wang Xuanzhen looked around blankly and asked, "Is there someone? Where is it?"
"It's far away," Xiang Que said lightly.
"Crack" Xiang Que took out his cigarette and lit it, waiting for the other party to come, those lonely ghosts have already been fixed by the talisman paper, he is not in a hurry to clean them up, he wants to see this person who suddenly made a mess What are your demands.
Ten minutes later, there was a sound of hurried footsteps on the mountain, and then a sudden figure jumped out of the forest.
The person who came was very young, he seemed to be about twenty years old, and he was wearing casual clothes.
After the young man jumped out of the forest, he glanced at the villagers and the actors who were caught by the ghost, and he was relieved to see everyone, and said, "Friend Daoist, show mercy."
Xiang Que asked lightly: "You already know about the lonely ghosts here."
"It's been many years. Before I took over, these dead souls of Maruo Village have been here. It is said that they have a history of decades."
"You take over?"
The young man nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Xu Hang, Min Nanyin Division, was born under the Patriarch Bai Yuchan of the Southern School of Taoism in Wuyi Mountain."
Xu Hang, this is the first time that Xiang Que has met a Yin division other than Cao Qingdao.
Xiang Que let out an oh, and then asked: "A ghost is a human body, or a hundred ghosts, you are the underworld and confiscated them, there is a story in it."
Xu Hang said: "I also heard it from the mouth of the former secretary of the underworld. The lonely ghosts here have been recorded in the underworld, and Yan Luo personally agreed."
"Huh? Is there such a thing to say?" Xiang Que asked in surprise.
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