"I wonder where the sir came from?" The old man asked while watching the show. Everything in front of him made people almost confused whether it was true or false. At this time, Ling Yuan and the others seemed to be passing by from time to time.

"I came from a small place, and I think the old man has never heard of it. However, the old man is very arrogant and should be a respected person, right?" Ling Yuan called out and asked in reverse.

"I'm so proud of it! My husband's surname is Zhang, and I valued it. I had previously appointed a position of patrol patrol. In the early years, I retired and returned home because I was too old. I bought some family business here and bought this villa. When I was free, I just listened to the opera! Life was pretty good!" The old man introduced himself. Although his words sounded humble, he looked at his expression and was obviously a little proud. It was not his fault. After all, a position in patrol patrol was of high power.

"So that's it. I didn't expect that the sir would have such a background. I was really disrespectful!" Ling Yuan quickly stood up, pretended to be frightened, and said. Qian Jun naturally followed suit and did it together.

"No need to do this, it's all the past. Come on, sit down and watch the show!" This approach made the old man very satisfied. He waved his hand and said to the two of them.

Ling Yuan nodded slightly and stopped saying anything. Obviously, these people probably didn't know that they were just an illusion, and they thought they were in reality. No matter how much they said, they wouldn't be able to find the reason for the matter. However, they couldn't leave now, because the entire stage was completely different from what they saw during the day. If they walked around, they would probably not know where they would go. It would be better to wait here for them to disappear!

The time after that was spent in the sound of the opera, and no one spoke anymore. Soon, as the Zi Shi approached, the figures that appeared on the scene also changed. When Zi Chou intersected, suddenly, like a gust of wind blew, all the pictures disappeared, and the entire stage became the scene they saw during the day.

"I have no trace of coming and going. It seems that if I really want to find out the problem, I probably have to observe it for a few more days!" Although I saw it tonight, Ling Yuan could be said to have gained nothing. The only gain is probably to be sure that this place was not caused by the formation.

With a lot of doubts, Ling Yuan simply lived in this house first. If he didn't leave, Qian Jun naturally couldn't leave, so he had to stay with him unwillingly. The next morning, Uncle Rong and the others came over, and they felt relieved when they saw that the two were fine.

"Ling Yuan, how was it yesterday? Did you find out anything?" Seeing that Ling Yuan and the others were fine, Uncle Rong asked first.

"Not yet, an hour is too short. I have to observe a few more nights before talking. I will stay here all these days. If it is convenient, let Qian Jun accompany you!" Ling Yuan shook his head, then looked at Qian Jun next to him and said.

"Okay! Qian Jun is idle anyway, so let him stay too! Let's go out and walk around today!" Qian Qi nodded and agreed. Only Qian Jun was left with a bitter look at this moment.

After a while outing during the day, Ling Yuan and Qian Jun returned to the house at night. This time, Ling Yuan decided not to enter the range of those phantoms, but to watch from a distance in the corridor opposite the stage.

As time came, the scene I experienced the night before appeared again. However, this time, I could only see those people when I looked outside, but the scene outside the stage did not change, and the sound inside could not be heard at all. It was unlike when they were there the night before, they could still talk to each other.

"It seems that the other party can only affect this part of the stage. Other places have no effect. Moreover, as long as you don't enter it, there will be no problem. If you say this, you have to check the stage carefully!" Seeing all this, Ling Yuan quickly analyzed in his heart.

"Hey, the show tonight seems different from what I sang yesterday!" Just as he was thinking, Qian Jun beside him suddenly said something, which immediately attracted his attention.

"It's a bit different!" Ling Yuan took a look and saw a man appear in the scene at this time. The man didn't seem to be a performer. The most important thing is that looking at the other person's appearance, he was obviously a foreigner.

The old man I saw yesterday seemed to be quite familiar with the foreigner, so he soon talked. However, after the two talked for a while, the foreigner signaled to the outside. Then, a man outside brought a flower pot in, and a small flower and plant grew inside. When the old man saw this thing, he seemed to like it very much. He didn't even listen to the show, picked it up and looked left and right.

Just when they wanted to continue watching, they didn't expect that the picture suddenly broke. It turned out that an hour had passed without realizing it. However, this phenomenon caused Ling Yuan to have some new ideas in his heart!

"These people are like living, or it can be said that these scenes are all experienced by the owners who lived in this place. I just don't know why, just like a movie, it was screened again today. By the way, will these contents change if you have seen before?" Ling Yuan thought for a moment and asked Qian Jun beside him.

"It doesn't seem to be there! To be honest, after we discovered this, we didn't dare to live there! When we saw it for the second time, we didn't pay attention to these things!" Qian Jun said.

"It seems that we have to take a good look at this historical film. Maybe it's because we entered it yesterday and it affected something!" Ling Yuan thought thoughtfully.

On the third night, the stage was singing on time. At this time, as expected, the story continued the night before. However, the opera was gone, but the picture was transferred to the pot of flowers. During this hour, Ling Yuan saw with his own eyes that the flower and plants grew from small seedlings to bloom. At this time, he recognized that the pot of flowers was actually a celestial cereal.

However, this cereal plant seems very different from the ordinary cereal plant. It is very small in size, about thirty centimeters in height. However, when it blooms, the flower stretches out and has a diameter of fifteen or sixteen centimeters. The faint purple flower seems to be surrounded by a circle of halos, and looks very beautiful. Especially under the moonlight, it seems to be able to concentrate the surrounding moonlight on itself, attracting attention.

The old man naturally loved such a flash of cereus. He took care of it himself on weekdays, and his servants would be punished if they touched it. He gave it the best soil and soil and cared carefully. To be honest, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Ling Yuan wouldn't believe that there are people in this world who love flowers more than their family.

The scene behind it was gone, but Ling Yuan had already confirmed that the matter here might not be related to this ephemeral plant. However, he didn't understand why this happened. Obviously, the reason for all this is probably to be explained by finding the ephemeral plant!

So, for the next day, he was looking for the Epiphyllum plant, but after so many years, the Epiphyllum plant might have died long ago, so where can I find it again! So, in the past day, he had no gains.

"Impossible! If the Epiphyllum is not in this place, how could such a thing happen here? Am I wrong? Or is there something special about it later that gave birth to all of this?" Without a result, Ling Yuan couldn't help but doubt his own speculation. After thinking about it, he decided to take a look at it in the evening, and then he would know if there were other reasons.

At night, he ran to a place closer to the stage and watched the whole scene with great attention. This time, things took a turn.

I believe that as long as a Chinese were aware of the history of the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China, it was probably a chaotic world. And it was precisely because of this that the house was invaded by some riots. These riots robbed and burned and killed in the house, and then left. But there were only corpses and blood left in the house. Because it was night, the family was watching the show as usual, so the most people died on the stage were the old man.

Such a scene was really beyond the expectations of both of them, but they had to remain silent. Even though this happened a long time ago, when they saw this scene, they were still in a very heavy mood.

"Huh?" Just as the picture was about to disappear, Ling Yuan suddenly appeared something wrong. Because he saw that when the old man died, the nostalgia at first glance was not given to his family, but looked in a certain direction and actually smiled! The most important thing was that on the stage at this time, the blood from the dead slowly disappeared.

At that moment, there was a full moon in the sky, which made the entire night sky look unusually bright, and time just came to midnight.

"I understand. It turns out that the fleeceae was placed under the stage!" Ling Yuan saw this, the picture disappeared suddenly, but he immediately figured it out and said to Qian Jun beside him.

"Under the stage?" Qian Jun was puzzled and quickly reacted.

This stage has always existed before, but in fact, from the outside, there is no sign of anything unusual. If I hadn't thought about it, I'm afraid everyone would only think that this stage was built on the flat ground.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!