The songs on the stage were so sad and touching, but the people watching the show were different.

"This mountain man is not stingy."

In the corner, Chen Yuanlong sat down casually, picked up the fruit plate on the table and tasted it.

This fruit plate is a fruit produced by a spiritual plant, called Yuansheng Fruit. It can not only produce saliva and quench thirst, but also strengthen the body and polish the blood and energy in the human body.

Chen Yuanlong was eating Yuanshengguo while enjoying the opera on the stage.

Suddenly, he felt that the actors on stage were a little strange, as if they were not in line with their lips.

"This is…..?"

The righteous energy in his body was stirring up, attached to his eyes.

Wow!

After seeing the materials, I saw a big problem.

The originally exquisite stage in front of him became dilapidated, and the red curtain turned into a white sacrifice cloth. The actors on the stage changed to no blood, and their eyes were full of wood. They were obviously a ghost, but they were blinded by people using big means and used tricks to fool them.

Ghost sings the opera!?

Chen Yuanlong was shocked, but his face did not change his expression.

Not only Chen Yuanlong, but others also noticed something strange.

"This mountain man in Muzi Mountain is a bit evil."

Guan Ping's complexion was a little solemn.

The ghost demon evil is a taboo in the court, otherwise it would not have been specially established to treat the ghost demon evil demon evil. However, the mountain man from Muzishan in front of him actually adopted the ghost demon privately.

Shi Ansheng looked at the stage in front and felt a little uncomfortable. He always felt that there were many similarities with the operas he watched on weekdays, but when he looked closely, there were many differences.

This made him alert. Although he had become a scholar, his literary spirit had just condensed and his righteousness was warm and could not be used as freely as Chen Yuanlong.

"The second in commander, that woman looks so beautiful. According to my opinion, you married the daughter of the mountain god and give the girl on the stage and the green willow to the young people."

The masters from Qingfeng Village saw the female actors on the stage, and their eyes were straight, especially their dancing figure, and they couldn't stop.

Bai Liangdong didn't say anything, but his eyes looked at the green willow, and he became suspicious of her identity.

The stage was singing, but at this moment, the woman on the stage froze and her body retreated three or four steps backwards.

When Lu Liu saw this, her face suddenly changed.

But soon, the woman recovered as before and continued to sing opera.

Everyone looked at each other, not sure what was going on.

Soon, the Sequoia woman quietly retreated to the backstage.

The moment she retreated to the backstage, her whole face instantly lost its blood.

"Someone actually broke into my cemetery and destroyed my stone statue. Who is it?"

After a while, the woman took a breath and a cold light appeared in her eyes.

Thinking of this, she quickly walked towards the Taihou Temple.

"Your nanny was discovered."

Before the woman could enter the temple, a low voice came out.

"What should I do now?" The woman's face became even more ugly.

"Muzi Mountain is dozens of miles in a radius, and my soul power can only be covered by half. I didn't find who it is."

The temple is dark and a figure appears in the stone statue of the mountain god.

This is the mountain man of Muzi Mountain.

At this time, the mountain man in Muzi Mountain also looked a little gloomy, "This person destroyed your stone statue and will definitely receive the luck in the house."

After working hard for several years, I feel uncomfortable for anyone to make wedding dresses for others.

"That luck has a breath of my breath. If I collect it, I will definitely find out who it is." The woman said in a deep voice.

When the Shan Gong of Muzi Mountain heard this, a ray of light appeared in his eyes: "This person is no longer in the chaotic house. I think he should have taken the luck and left the mountain. Now I immediately use my soul power to cover the road down the mountain."

………………

Shi Liang walked along the stone cave, and after about a cup of tea, he finally saw the light.

When you look up, you can see a little drowsy sky. This is a dry well.

"Dry wells in the mountains, did I come to the mountain temple?"

Shi Liang held his blood and steadily climbed out of the dry well.

After coming out of the dry well, there was a dilapidated house around it, as if it had not been repaired for many years.

"Didn't the villagers of Lijia Village respect the mountain gods for generations? This mountain temple is so panicked."

Shi Liang inspected and found that there was no one around him for many years. He couldn't help but feel strange.

"No, there were many hunters and mountain people dead in the extremely dark and haunted house in the mountain. The mountain god should not be unaware of it. Is there any secret in it?"

Shi Liang frowned slightly, pushed open the corrupt wooden door and walked towards the front yard.

After only a few dozen steps, I heard the unique sad voice of opera coming from ahead.

He walked to the front yard calmly, and Shi Liang saw the stage in front of him, the actors singing, while everyone below sat down listening to the opera.

Shi Liang looked at him again and suddenly frowned.

There are no actors on the stage, they are clearly a group of ghosts, as if they are being manipulated.

People often sing operas to ghosts, but how have ghosts ever sing operas to others?

Then what exactly is it to hear?

Is it to listen to students or to death?

At this time, the opera was coming to an end, and no one noticed that there was another person behind him, because when the opera was in full swing, someone came up from the stone steps.

"Everyone, be quiet!"

Lu Liu walked out and said, "The opera is almost over, and it is a way to help you all the guests. Now I get back to the topic. I don't need to elaborate on your purpose this time. Although you have extraordinary identities and strengths, my wife has only one, so my master has prepared five boxes, and only those who get the boxes can meet my master."

Speaking of this, she paused and continued: "Not only that, there are objects in these five boxes, which are gifts to you by my master."

"Box!?"

When everyone heard this, their eyes looked at the stage.

At this time, there were five square boxes placed on the wooden table.

"I want this box."

A young man in his thirties shouted loudly and rushed towards the box in the middle.

"You dare, Lao San!"

“It’s so despicable!”

.....

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but scold.

"Puchi!Puchi!"

It was a while since then, several flying arrows shot out, directly shooting the young man out of the hedgehog.

"thump!"

The man fell heavily by the stage and lost his life.

"I haven't agreed yet, why did you do it?"

Bai Liangdong laughed, stood up slowly, and glanced at everyone.

The masters present felt a chill in their hearts when they saw Bai Liangdong's eyes.

Too cruel!

No one expected that Bai Liangdong would kill people if he said he would kill people, and there was no ambiguity at all.

"Our brother wants these three boxes, no one will object, right?"

Bai Liangdong walked to the stage and said lightly.

There were five boxes in total, and he ordered half of them as soon as he had the exit.
Chapter completed!