On the way, the fifth nian briefly explained Xiao Fengjiao's affairs, as a reminder to them, if they really face to face with Xiao Fengjiao after a while, so as not to touch Xiao Fengjiao's reverse scales.
After all, only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle.
Ye Huan's sob sound overlapped with the incompatible tune not far away, forming a more weird song, which inexplicably made people feel even more panicked.
The tune that came from afar was disturbed by Ye Huan's crying so that nothing could be heard.
The fifth thought was a little angry, "Shut up, and if you cry again, you will throw you here."
Ye Huan was so scared that he didn't dare to cry anymore. He followed the people ahead with a difficult small step, fearing that he would be left behind.
The fifth thought turned his ear and could hear a hint of melodious and graceful tune. She shouted "Don't think of it," "Can you hear what kind of tune this is?"
"Boss, I don't like listening to these little songs."
The fifth thought found that he had asked for nothing. It was probably harder to count on this old monk to be more romantic than climbing to the sky.
"I've heard this tune." Jiang Ping frowned and said, "The tune Feng Yuanman sang before was this tune, but we don't understand what she sang?"
"The new concubine is drunk."
The speaker is He Yanzhi. The old man of the He family is just an opera mystery. He likes everything. He has learned a lot of knowledge about this through his experiences and has learned a lot of knowledge about it.
Wu Nian looked back with the green lantern, and his cold eyes shone on He Yanzhi with a cold light, "Are you sure you are the new concubine drunk?"
He Yanzhi nodded without hesitation, "It must be."
I remember the old man I met today said that Xiao Fengjiao is best at drunkenness of the new concubine.
She didn't move, her eyelids drooped slightly, and under the green light, she looked even more pale and creepy, which made He Yanzhi wave at her quickly, "You can turn around and continue walking." She wouldn't scare him to death.
Wu Nian glared at He Yanyi fiercely, scaring everyone to gasp. This expression was even more scary than that of a female ghost.
After turning my head, the fifth thought was obviously speeding up.
After passing through the thick fog, you can see the villagers walking from all directions from a long distance, dressed in a very decades-old style. Everyone walked and chatted, and everyone's faces were filled with joy. Everyone present could feel how happy it was to live in an era without war.
But in that era, there was no war, but there were too many unrest.
Someone walked in their direction and greeted the fifth nian who was the first to start, "Girl, what village is it from when you look at you?"
The fifth nian was slightly surprised. These ghosts actually thought they were here to listen to the opera?
Dongfang Zhao and Zhao He were following behind him, and their calves were trembling, wanting to reduce their presence.
Wu Nian smiled and said generously, "We are not from any village, we come from the name of ours."
"No wonder, your clothes look so good, but you wear so much, aren't it hot?"
"It's not hot, the wind on the island is strong, wear it more and keep warm."
A few ghosts talked and laughed, "Now in July, you are wearing too many cotton jackets!" Under the guidance of the ghost, they and their group headed towards the open space of the township office building. The fifth thought told everyone, "Find a seat and sit down, don't disperse, don't miss it, look at them, you can only take action when Fengxing needs it, He Yanzhi, follow me."
Dongfangzhao said pitifully, "Goddess, I want to follow you." Sitting with the ghost to listen to the opera, they were either crazy or crazy.
Wu Nian glared at him fiercely, "I'll go find Yuanman and that Yang Xiaocheng. If you follow me, it will only cause trouble."
"Then why can he follow you?"
"His skill is comparable to mine, can you do it?"
So choking!
Of course it won't work.
Dongfang Zhao could only watch the two of them leave here, one of them was so arrogant.
I vowed to go back and exercise my body and become the person the goddess values.
Zhao He whispered to Dongfang Photo, "Your goddess is fine, right?" After all, he is a weak girl. He dealt with evil spirits alone. Are these boys a little useless?
"It should be okay?" At most he met the cat demon, or the cat demon who had no persecution of him, and had never truly seen the real skill of the fifth thought, so he was not sure at this moment.
Don’t worry about it, and you don’t worry about the danger that the fifth thought will encounter. You are the only person present who believes the strength of the fifth thought the most.
Instead, he silently pointed the number of people and then observed other ghosts. They were all ghosts with lower levels and had no attack power. He didn't understand one thing. These people were dead. Why didn't they reincarnate? They didn't look like ghosts with resentment or unfulfilled wishes.
Wu Nian took He Yanzhi through the private building, and then came to a small valley where you could see the tombs that were rising and falling.
After walking around the grave, he didn't notice anything. He Yanzhi followed her and asked in a low voice, "What's this place?"
"I don't know, it should be a mass grave!" Yesterday I found the perfect place in this place. "Let's go, let's go somewhere else to find the perfect place!"
Fifth Nian thought of the room that disappeared perfectly, turned around and ran back to the private building. She found that there were ghosts on the stage reporting the show. She lifted a group of ghosts clapping their hands, shouting OK, and shouting Xiao Fengjiao's name.
“Where are we going now?”
At this time, Xiao Fengjiao on the other end had already appeared, and it was Feng Yuanman wearing a costume.
"Feng Yuanman?"
Wu Nian frowned, "No, she is not."
At this time, Feng Yuanman's face and eyes were full of plays. She seemed to have really integrated into the characters in the play. She wore the costume of the imperial concubine, combed Yang Guifei's imperial concubine's bun, painted with exaggerated makeup of the female character, and her bright red lips curled up slightly, which made people feel chilling.
Dongfang Zhao almost stood up, her eyes locked at Feng Yuanman on the stage.
Just don't miss him and pulled him back, lowered his voice and said, "She is not perfect now."
Dongfang Zhao's cold eyes swept across Feng Yuanman on the stage, and a person would have a rich aura when he was angry, so Xiao Fengjiao on the stage suddenly felt Dongfang Zhao's cold eyes glaring.
A sarcastic curve appeared on the corner of his bright red mouth, as if he did not take Dongfang Zhao's anger seriously.
Jiang Ping and others in the audience would have covered their stomachs and rolled around the ground when they were other times. However, seeing Feng Yuanman wearing such ridiculous clothes, his front lapel was almost impossible to pull up. The weather with the already cold wind, he felt the wind burrowing into the bones. For them, there was nothing more terrifying than now.
The key is that they still have to applaud. They didn't clap their hands just now, which has attracted the gloomy attention of several ghosts around them.
Wumian shouted, "Okay, Xiaofeng Jiao sang well."
Jiang Ping and the others dare not watch and move around, but it’s too fake. Xiao Fengjiao didn’t sing at all?
The emcee on the stage shouted, "Now, please invite Xiao Fengjiao to perform her specialty song, the imperial concubine is drunk!"
The scene of the drunken concubine was about to begin. Xiao Fengjiao shook off her sleeves and her expression immediately became charming. Even Dongfang Zhao knew for the first time that her cousin's round figure could show her delicate figure. She turned around and was as light as a swallow. She also hid Yang Guifei's helplessness and joy in her eyebrows.
Then he sang the opera, "I have been sitting alone in the palace for several years. The emperor favored me first. I was so lonely in the palace. I was lonely and lonely. I was disappointed and called to sleep alone."
"This is the second passage of the imperial concubine's drunkenness. She sang it so well!" He Yanyi suddenly heard Xiao Fengjiao's singing skills and looked at Feng Yuanman who was singing on the stage with great concern, "Do we need to go on stage and bring Yuanman back?"
The fifth thought waved his hand, "It's not possible for the time being. This scene has begun, so you can't stop. If what you have taken over is not perfect, it will be bad."
Generally, when the drama begins, it cannot be stopped easily. Even if it is wrong, it must be finished.
"How many personal scenes do you have in this scene?"
"There are two eunuchs, one Gao Lishi and the other Pei Lishi."
Wu Nian took a look and found that there was only one eunuch on the stage, and one less. After having an idea in mind, he grabbed He Yanzhi's hand without saying a word, "Come with me."
He Yanzhi's face turned red, and even his nervousness of seeing a ghost for the first time was replaced by his palpitations at this moment. "We, where are we going?"
Chapter completed!