At first glance, there were already more than a dozen people under the stage. The opera troupe seemed to have never heard of it. He kept singing the opera, and his movements and eyes were much stiffer.

The two tangerine peels were two brothers, one was Chen Ersheng and the other was Chen Erping. Because they were confused earlier, they stood in the front row to listen to the opera.

The cold wind blew on his body, Qi Lechuan shrank his neck, and his yin energy was too heavy, so I was afraid that there were many lonely ghosts wandering here.

Qi Lechuan originally wanted Zhang Rishan to knock the two out and take them back, and then simply complete the task.

As soon as he made an action, he was startled by the sudden sound of suona. Zhang Rishan pressed her head with his backhand to prevent her from moving.

Zhang Qiling's hand had already reached the knife at his waist. It was the cold weapon Qi Lechuan gave him. He was ready to cut these troubles with one knife at any time.

Under the mist, the funeral team slowly walked up. The person leading the way at the front was wearing mourning clothes and dancing strange steps. The coffin in the middle was still the same, and the crying sounded as if it were separated.

Qi Lechuan held his breath and calmed down, not daring to make any noise. His eyes stared at the two people jumping in front of him. He was so amazing that he could not tell whether that thing was a human or a ghost.

Compared to her, the two Zhang family members remained unchanged, and for them they were just watching a show.

Behind him was the stage, singing a tragedy of suicide. When the funeral procession passed by, an old woman spilled paper money and cried miserably.

This time it was a little different. Qi Lechuan narrowed his eyes and found a woman walking in the middle with a tablet in her arms, her head hanging down.

The sound of suona is too loud and overwhelms the sound of the opera.

A piece of paper money floating in the air fell in front of Qi Lechuan. She reached out to pinch it. In an instant, the sound of suona stopped and the team stopped.

Zhang Rishan looked back and saw her movements, and couldn't help but magnify her pupils and growled, "Child, I'm about to throw it away. Do you dare to take the money from dead people, are you crazy?"

Qi Lechuan came back to his senses, shook his hand and threw away the paper money. The team stopped in front of them, and his movements seemed to be stuck. Only the woman standing in the middle glared at her fiercely, her eyes were blood-red.

"What are you doing when you glar at me? You have already returned it to you." Qi Lechuan shrugged, and was still in the mood to joke with the funeral attendant.

Zhang Qiling opened his lips lightly, without any emotion, "Fake."

Before Qi Lechuan could figure out what was fake, Zhang Qiling jumped up, his figure swept over very quickly, cut off the coffin with a knife, then turned over and returned to the original place, his movements were like flowing water.

Qi Lechuan now understood that Zhang Qiling said that the coffin was empty and the entire funeral procession was fake.

After the coffin was broken, the funeral procession disappeared immediately, and this time even the paper money disappeared completely.

An empty coffin was left on the ground, and a strange fragrance was emitted in the coffin. Qi Lechuan suddenly realized, "It was an illusion. It was this smell last time. It seemed that someone put it on purpose. He was afraid that he wanted to scare us to death and inherit the inheritance?"

Zhang Rishan raised his eyebrows, "It's hard to say."

Just now, I turned around and saw that the two brothers who were watching the show had already pinched their necks.

The scene is over, and the plot of two foolish men and women committing suicide. Everyone who listened to the play seemed to be bewitched and began to commit suicide by choking their necks.

Qi Lechuan jumped off Zhang Rishan's back and headed to the stage, and instructed the two people behind him, "Don't follow me, watch it in place."

The two of them didn't know, so they looked at each other. Zhang Rishan thought there was something taboo, so they stayed there and stopped Zhang Qiling at the same time.

Zhang Qiling withdrew his knife and looked at the small back without moving.

The yin energy here is too heavy, and her fate is originally yin, so she doesn't pay much attention to it. Normal people like them inhaling too much yin energy into the body, causing fever and cold.

Qi Lechuan was still very awe of ghosts and gods. He put two yellow talismans on his body to open the way. When he approached, he found that the two actors on the stage were also playing and wanted to commit suicide by hanging their beams.

She climbed onto the stage, drew a simple gossip picture on the ground, and took out the soul-summoning banner and stood it in the center.

Zhang Rishan touched his chin and couldn't understand it, "What is she doing?"

"Summoning the soul." Zhang Qiling lowered his eyes silently, as if he understood her operations.

Getting everything ready, Qi Lechuan lit a candle and stood beside him, saying, "Let's fight, all the troops, battles, all the formations, arrays, fronts, and walks."

A golden light suddenly appeared, and the two hanging actors on the stage had died, and the sound of singing the opera stopped abruptly.

The people in the audience fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

The sound of singing is gone, but the sound of playing the instrument does not stop.

Qi Lechuan inserted the soul-summoning banner into the crack of the ground, turned around and ran into the backstage, and the thing was hidden in the backstage.

Zhang Rishan could no longer stand and immediately chased after him, "Child, where are you going?"

After Zhang Rishan entered the backstage, the sound of the blowing stopped. He lifted the curtain, but what caught his eyes were the actors covered in blood. Where could Qi Lechuan have the figure?

He searched all the backstage, but he really couldn't find a shadow.

"Child, don't joke with me. If something happens to you, the Eighth Master will not eat me when you go back." He said.

"I knew you were afraid of my grandfather, so I quickly pulled me. Under the table, I stepped on something. The man was kind and blocked the exit for me." She stood up cursingly, the hole was a little dark, her face was scattered, and her legs were falling a lot.

Zhang Rishan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly pushed open the table, revealing the hole. The hole was very deep. He went to find the rope to pull her out.

Seeing her forehead rubbing, her face changed instantly, "This can't leave scars. I'll go to your fourth grandfather to get the best medicine. Do you still remember what that person looks like? I have to kick him to death."

Qi Lechuan shook his head and spoke hard, "I didn't see my appearance clearly. You held me and your leg was injured."

Zhang Rishan's face became darker now, and he picked her up, "Next time, I'm not allowed to take risks."

"I was unlucky and fell into the pit. I didn't take any risks. Oh~, it turns out that I must have an injury. This is what I meant." She suddenly realized.

She said she couldn't understand why it was not Zhang Rishan who was injured?

Zhang Rishan said he couldn't understand either.

"I'm afraid that it's because of seeking revenge, the entire troupe was killed. The two hanging on the stage were gone. I asked someone to check the body. It should be poisoning. I'll catch the person behind the scenes and let me beat me first and then send it to the bureau." Qi Lechuan said.

"When poisoned, how do you explain the person who was attracted by the sound of the drama?" Zhang Rishan asked.

Qi Lechuan covered his mouth with tricks, "I don't know."

As soon as he left the backstage, he saw Zhang Qiling walking towards him.

Then the three of them left and went up the mountain to find someone to bring back Chen Ersheng and his brothers.

Zhang Rishan bandaged her, his face looked extremely ugly, "Smelling child, I'm still laughing, what if I have scars?"

Qi Lechuan waved his hand indifferently, "What's wrong with a real man leaving a scar? It's very tough."

Zhang Rishan flicked her forehead and said helplessly, "Are you a man?"
Chapter completed!