The dull drum beats and the lack of circulating air made most of the people present unable to breathe.

Among them, the clerks are more important.

Chi Rou had already bitten the nails on her fingers, but she was still biting them, but she didn't know that a barb had been torn off and blood was flowing into her mouth without knowing it.

Cui Yanqing wanted to light a cigarette at this moment, but after looking at the home court of Hei Gu Longdong, he could only endure it.

It seems that only Ji Li, Fang Shenyan and Mei Sheng can watch this performance.

The three of them didn't want to enjoy it, but they just thought that this scene was likely to point out hints to the life path of this mission.

In fact, for a few Chinese, this kind of art is simply incomprehensible.

Four thread lifters, wrapped in black tights, sat on the stage, dancing the half-sized doll in their hands, making some stunning performances.

The Japanese lyrics in Jiligulu sound like a diary. If it weren't for the dense drum beats, it would be more like a memorial service with a solemn atmosphere in its comical way.

People like Ji Li seemed to come to watch the ceremony, but until now, no one has died.

He was completely confused and couldn't tell the number.

Including Xiao Chiduye, she, an authentic Kyoto native, couldn't understand this kind of art, and she was even as if she was sitting on pins and needles and beads of sweat on her face.

"Four Japanese men, but their singing style is very strange. They are not singing in spoken language, but in ventricular language."

The third personality conveyed all the information he saw through to Ji Li in real time.

What this scene is talking about doesn't matter at all.

What matters are the people on the stage and the human-shaped puppets.

"Where is the backstage? Can you tell me something?" Ji Li rubbed his temples, which were a little swollen, and asked in his heart.

"The heavy drum, gong, Qiang flute, is very strange..."

When the third personality was spoken, he felt a little hesitant, so he carefully identified it and changed the subject!

"No! These instruments are all played by one person!"

Ji Li frowned and raised his ears to listen. He found that the twists and turns were very stiff and with a hurried feeling.

It's like a person cannot play all the instruments at the same time.

"Note that in the broadcast, sometimes the difference in tone is replaced by electronic sound when the person cannot keep up with the rhythm. This is the main reason for the difference in tone!"

Ji Li became more and more confused. So in this way, there were only five people who actually performed the Wenmu Opera.

Four front desk black tights are liners, a musician responsible for accompaniment.

Ji Li once again focused on the human figures. He found that these human figures were indeed vivid, but they were also strange.

They are all half-person-sized, and to be precise, they look more like thirteen or fourteen children.

The body's torso is not big, it seems that it has not fully developed or is originally a dwarf.

But limbs, especially arms, are already adult-sized lengths.

Spliced ​​together!

This is Ji Li's first impression of human form. As for the clothes she wears, it is not very particular, it is just ordinary Japanese clothing.

Finally, there is the mask, the iconic white-faced ghost mask, with two holes tapped in the position of both eyes.

Inside, Ji Li could see his eyes like black gems, but they seemed to be embedded in death and were not angry.

Seeing this, he raised his wrist and paid attention to the time.

It has arrived at 23:47 on November 4th. There are still thirteen minutes left to issue the specific tasks and the tasks will officially begin.

Ji Li hesitated for a moment, then stood up from the chair, and in front of everyone, he stepped high and walked onto the stage!

Xiao Qianduye's eyelids twitched, and it was too late to stop them.

Although the rest of the people were not sure what was going on, they were happy to watch the fun. After all, what Ji Li could find was a good thing for everyone.

Wenle opera is still performing, and there is no interruption due to Ji Li's appearance.

Ji Li's eyes flashed for a moment, and he walked to a human-shaped puppet on the far right, stretched out his hands, trying to touch the material.

Suddenly, the person who lifted the thread behind suddenly shook his wrist.

The human figure suddenly turned around and grabbed Ji Li's arm with two cold palms!

Ji Li frowned and glanced at the thread-lifter.

He felt that the hands he was holding on to was so soft that it felt like a living person!

But the breath is as cold as the dead!

"Is it true that Xiao Qian said... human forms are all living people who have been given souls..."

Ji Li didn't believe in evil, so he raised his hand to break free from the human figure. He wanted to touch it himself, but at the same time the person who lifted the thread began to resist silently.

The man manipulated the human figure and started a pushing hand battle in front of Ji Li.

The originally depressing atmosphere, on the contrary, had a turning point because of Ji Li's appearance on stage, and the audience burst into laughter.

It seems that seeing human-shaped puppets fighting with living people is a strange pleasure.

After several contacts, Ji Li gradually confirmed that these human figures would definitely not be living people.

But I can't guess how it was made and what the materials were.

In this way, Ji Li took him on the stage for almost ten minutes, and got off the stage when he was five minutes away.

During this time, he determined the information of the third personality.

Four black cash withdrawals, four human figures, and one musician, are the composition of the Wenmu doll drama.

And just as Ji Li sat down, the third personality suddenly spoke:

"The human figure on the second right is not right!"

This news immediately made Ji Li notice the second human figure on the right.

"When you step down, the eyes under its mask move! Just stare at your back!"

Ji Li clenched his fists, and indeed something abnormal would happen.

He had carefully observed these human-shaped eyes, and they were dead and would not turn at all.

But the third personality now says that the human figure on the second right glanced at him, and it was obviously not a visual difference, but the eyes turned and came to him.

"After stepping down, I will talk to these line-up followers."

Just as he was talking about this, the music suddenly stopped.

The lights in the center of the stage went out, and several line-up followers quietly left the stage.

But the wall lights on both sides lit up one after another. A strange woman in a kimono walked out with a thick stack of cards in her hand.

"This drama has ended, and the time has reached 11:55, and it has not yet reached midnight..."

Ji Li was a little confused about what the hotel was doing, but this woman should have something to say.

The woman raised the card in her hand, which should be souvenirs and spoke some Japanese.

Then he started to distribute it to each audience member. Ji Li counted the positions of several of them, thinking about it.

Sure enough, when the Japanese woman came to Ji Li with a fragrance, she handed him a card.

But it is not Japanese, but Chinese characters.

"Create a standard human form within 78 hours."

At this time, the hour, minute and second hands on the watch coincide.
Chapter completed!