On the most prosperous street in Yunzhou City, a very classical building is located here. The plaque at the door reads "Yunzhou Grand Theater.

The clock on the roof showed that it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.

The walls of the theater seemed to have been repainted, and there was a faint smell of putty powder. It looked like it had just been renovated.

There is also a poster for this "Butterfly Lovers" cultural performance on the wall. Huo Qingqing and an actor named Ouyang Xuan occupy most of the poster.

You don't need to guess to know that the man named Ouyang Xuan must be the actor who played Liang Shanbo.

An old man wearing black-rimmed glasses was standing at the door. He looked like the director of the theater.

"Lee Tuan."

Huo Qingqing greeted the old man very politely.

"Qingqing! Tonight is the first round of cultural performances after the theater reopens. In the afternoon, we will rehearse for the last time.

Whether we can make our group's reputation this time depends entirely on you and Xiaoxuan."

"Don't worry Tuan Li, I promise to do my best to bring glory to our theater."

At this time, Li Tuan's eyes suddenly fell on me, with a look of confusion on his face.

"Who is this……"

"This is my friend Lin Shisan, who came to watch me rehearse."

"Hello, Tuan Li." I greeted politely.

Li Tuan squinted his eyes, looked at me twice, and nodded symbolically.

"Well, let's go! Everyone is already here. Go change clothes and get ready."

Huo Qingqing then pulled me and ran towards the theater.ωωw..net

As soon as I entered the theater, I felt a chill hit my face.

I stopped and felt that the atmosphere in this theater was very dark.

"What's wrong?"

Huo Qingqing asked me.

"It's okay, you go in first! I want to walk around first."

Huo Qingqing thought it would take some time to put on makeup and change clothes when she went in, so she didn't say anything more.

"Oh well!"

Huo Qingqing went straight to the backstage, and then I walked towards the other end of the corridor.

The gloomy color in this theater comes from this direction.

My footsteps echoed in the dark corridor, maybe because the actors had gone to prepare for rehearsals and no one was seen.

A dark wind blew in my face, and the lights in the corridor flickered on and off.

When we reached the end of the corridor, the steps went down.

A rusty iron gate blocked my way, with a big lock hanging on it.

Even from far away, you can still smell a rotten and moldy smell.

The endless yin energy in this theater seems to be emanating from here.

Just as I was about to step down the steps, a shout suddenly came from behind me.

"What are you doing here?"

I turned around and looked around, and suddenly Li Tuan appeared behind me at some point.

"Oh, it's nothing, I thought the bathroom was here."

Li Tuan frowned and pointed towards the other side of the corridor.

"Down here is the basement for storing debris, and the bathroom is over there."

"Thank you."

I nodded, then turned and left.

I don't know why I always feel that this Li Tuan is very hostile to me, and I don't know where I offended him.

The dark atmosphere in this theater is so strong, I don't know why.

When I approached the basement just now, I clearly saw some dodge in Li Tuan's eyes, fearing that there was something hidden in it.

Because Li Tuan kept staring at me from behind, I had to go to the bathroom and then returned to the theater stage.

Because it was just a rehearsal inside the theater, there was no audience under the stage, only some staff sitting here and there.

After I randomly found a seat and sat down, Li Tuan also sat down not far behind me, as if staring at me.

I just felt uncomfortable all over, but I agreed to Huo Qingqing and couldn't leave at will.

Not long after, the curtain on the stage opened.

After a burst of opening music, the performance finally began.

But for me, this kind of stereotyped performance is too boring.

It felt less interesting than the mine warfare shown on the big screen in the village.

After watching it for a while, I felt drowsy.

For people without any cultural accomplishment, watching this is simply torture.

Before Liang Shanbo appeared, I was already dreaming about Duke Zhou with my head hanging down.

It is said that this play lasted more than two hours.

When I woke up again, two dancers were dancing hard with their long sleeves on the stage.

I was in a daze as I slept, and it took me a long time to figure out that these two people were co-starring the two fluttering moths.

Along with a burst of melodious music, the stage curtain slowly fell.

All the actors came to the stage and bowed, and there was a burst of applause from the audience.

I wiped the scratches at the corners of my mouth and clapped quickly.

Huo Qingqing stood on the stage and rolled his eyes at me angrily, clenching his fists at me.

I couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Mainly because the atmosphere, the lighting, and the music are so suitable for sleeping.

I stretched and was about to get up when I suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a lot more people in the theater.

When I came in, there were only a few staff members in the front row.

But now the two rows in front are basically full, and even the seats on my left and right are full of people.

"When did so many people come here? Are they all family members and relatives of theater actors?"

Suddenly I realized something was wrong, because these spectators were sitting motionless on their chairs.

I frowned and turned my head to glance behind me.

This turn of events was so unexpected that I was shocked all over.

The seat behind me was filled with dense figures.

All of these people's faces were bloodless, with bleeding from all their orifices, and no movement could be seen on their dull cheeks.

Wherever there are people sitting under this stage, they are all ghosts.

"Why are there so many ghosts?"

It was around three o'clock when the play started, so logically speaking, it's not yet six o'clock in the evening.

I'm afraid this theater is a bit fierce!

It's not dark yet, but these ghosts can already come out and move around.

It is enough to show that the yin energy in the theater has become extremely strong.

According to Huo Qingqing, they took a break for more than an hour after rehearsing.

The official performance will be at 8 p.m.

It was already completely dark at that time. If so many ghosts started making a scene, it would be a disaster!

At this time, Huo Qingqing had already stepped off the stage and waved to me with an unhappy look on his face, obviously wanting to settle a score with me.

With a bitter look on my face, I could only get up and walk out of my seat.

"Please give way, uncle."

I shouted to an old man wearing a peaked cap next to me.

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I suddenly felt a thump in my heart.

Oops, I forgot they weren't human anymore.

Sure enough, the old man wearing a peaked cap slowly raised his head. One of his cheeks was covered with festering carrion and covered with wriggling maggots.
Chapter completed!