Chapter 37 Set up a stage

There are still black cat blood stains on the ground, which shows that black cats are real. The more sure the answer is, the more frightening it is.

I looked around, but I didn't see the shadow of the black cat again.

I walked back. Just as I was about to get to the first room, the wooden door suddenly bumped into me, and I subconsciously stepped back a few steps and dodged.

Suddenly, another 'meow' sound came.

I settled my mind and looked into the house. I saw the black cat on the grave, digging pits with its claws, and the soil scattered all over the ground. The meow voice seemed to be mixed with resentment.

As soon as I was forced to calm down, I immediately turned up the stormy waves, kicked open the wooden door and rushed in, but the black cat turned a blind eye and was still digging the pit.

I walked forward, and suddenly, it raised its head and looked at me. In the beam of light of my flashlight, its eyes were shining strangely.

With a 'meow', he lowered his head again and continued to dig the pit.

I was afraid that something would happen. Without saying a word, I picked up the black cat on the grave bag and threw it out of the window of the room. The black cat sobbed and fell out.

I quickly ran to the window and looked out. The black cat had disappeared.

The hills were already standing outside the door at this time.

I lay on the window and gasped inexplicably, and suddenly felt suffocating. I hurriedly put my hand on my chest to breathe. It took about a few minutes before I stabilized down.

The grave bag was dug out by the black cat, and the coffin could be faintly seen.

The hills look serious.

"Fill it in," I said urgently.

The hills did not respond to me. I squatted down and held a handful of soil disturbed by a black cat in my hand when I was about to throw it into the pit.

"The grave is broken, don't fill it."

I stopped my hand, and some debris fell from between my fingers.

The hills have got up and walked outside.

When I finally went out, I still covered the dirt in my hand from the pit dug by the black cat.

This episode made me and the hills feel heavy.

I looked up to look at the sky, but found that I could only see the roof of the wooden structure. I was slightly disappointed and withdrew my mind. The hills are several meters away from me.

I caught up in three steps and two steps.

The second room is similar to the first one, but when the third room was opened, the tomb was not found, but the stairs leading to the second floor. Hill and I stood under the stairs and looked up, and we could see a lounge and the stairs turned.

The stairs made of wood have cracked many traces, and some places have lifted slightly.

Stepping on it, you can hear the creaking and moaning sound of the whole staircase. When the other foot steps on it, you can feel the ladder sinking down.

I feel that as long as I take a step up, the stairs will collapse.

I walked up another ladder, and the hills followed me.

I'm afraid the load of the stairs is not enough. I'll go first.

After hearing my words, the hills took back the steps on the ladder. I handed her the flashlight in my hand and asked her to light it for me.

With the light, my shadow was projected out, covering the distance in front of me, making it look darker.

I was very careful at every step and tried to make my steps lighter. Finally, I arrived at the rest table and immediately found a feeling of stepping on the ground. Although the rest table is also wooden, it is still relatively smooth compared to the ladder.

I turned around, and the light was a little dazzling. I subconsciously blocked it with my hand, and the hills quickly lowered the light.

"You can come up," I shouted.

"Hmm."

The footstep of the hilly small wings, but it is still much faster than me.

When the hills reached the lounge, I turned around and walked towards the second ladder.

Fortunately, I got into a badge and arrived smoothly. When the hills came up and the light lit up the space, I was a little surprised. The second floor was actually a house, covering the area of three houses downstairs, and three windows were open towards the yard.

At the end of the stairs, that is, on the top of the first house downstairs, a stage was actually built, and the facilities on it were also arranged according to the appearance of the old theater.

The front seats are reserved for the old men, and the back seats are for ordinary people who have bought tickets.

I feel a little confused. There are dead people buried below and a stage on it. It's really weird.

The area on the second floor is relatively spacious, and a flashlight can't shine at all, so there are many dark places outside the beam of light.

My grandfather likes to listen to plays very much, and he usually likes to roar.

I wondered if I could find some antiques about the old play here and give them to my grandfather, he would definitely be happy, thinking that I would walk in the direction of the stage.

"What are you laughing at?" The hills walked next to me and asked.

"No, go over and see if there is anything good," I urged the hills.

The hills were stunned for a while, with doubts in their eyes, but they also accelerated their steps.

Through those tables, chairs and chairs, I came to the seat where the three masters were sitting. There were also several tea cups on the table. Looking at the complicated paintings on the outside of the cup, I knew that it must be a good thing. Without saying a word, I took it and put it in a bag.

Wait, I took the teacup out of my pocket, poured out the residue inside, wiped it with the corners of my clothes, and put it back in my pocket.

"Are you all right?" The hills are not angry with me.

"All right."

As soon as the words landed, the hills removed the light.

The stage is about one meter higher than below. The hills have stood on the stage.

I didn't fall. Without saying a word, I jumped, and my last foot fell on the edge of the stage, eating pain and enduring the pain.

The hills looked at me speechlessly, and I smiled in embarrassment.

The stage is simply built with wooden boards, but when you calm down, you seem to feel that it used to be lively. The back of the stage is covered by a curtain. If I guess correctly, it must be a dressing room.

"Let's go and take a look." At this time, I was a little impatient. As I said, I had already stepped out. After lifted the curtain, the dust came to my face.

I quickly retreated.

Suddenly there was a babbling sound, and I was stunned and then looked back. It just hit the eyes of the hills.

As soon as I made eye contact, I knew that she also heard the strange voice.

The sound appeared abruptly like a ghost and disappeared abruptly.

The dust was like a living thing in the light, dancing around and looking around. No suspicious vocal body was found at all.

Abruptly, I was shocked.

So many years have passed, is there still someone singing?

The dust is still spreading.

No, I looked at the hills.

I pressed my breathing to death for fear of a little noise and missing the sound source just now.

At this time, there was silence all around. After waiting for some time, I didn't hear the tone of the play just now, but I still dare not relax. After all, I have suffered a loss in this regard.

I continued to stare for a while. In the dark environment, I could feel more, but the sound still did not sound.

Is it a hallucination? I asked the hills.

Hilly frowned and shook his head. The hills will not doubt their ears for the sound they really hear.

I followed her line of sight, and her eyes focused on several master's seats. I also looked at it, but I didn't find anything wrong.

"Did you find anything?" I couldn't help asking softly.

The hills seemed to be shocked by my words and said briefly, "No."

She took her eyes back. After a while, she patted me: "What are you looking at? Didn't you say you wanted to go*?

I also seemed to be shocked by her and withdrew my eyes from the throne.

turned around and walked towards the * covered by the curtain. The long curtain hung down from above, and the curtain that I had just lifted closed again at this time.

I crossed the hills and lifted the curtain. After the hills entered, I put down the curtain.

* The space is very small, the items are crooked, there are only a few hanging costumes left, and the bronze mirror used for dressing also fell to the ground.

In an inconspicuous corner, I found a female actor wearing a crown on her head singing, which was very eye-catching.

I walked over, picked it up, dusted it off, and shouted at the hills: "Look!"

The hills lacked interest. At a glance, they lowered their eyebrows and continued to focus on other items.

I think this corolla is very special and beautiful. I took it in my hand and suddenly put it on my head.

is in the next second.

There was a sudden sound.

The hills stared at me quickly, and I saw my mouth closing, making a babbling sound.

I was shocked and quickly wanted to take off the corolla on my head, but I didn't expect to be trapped to death.

The hills are tense and dare not relax.

I continued to struggle to remove the corolla, but the effect was not great.

"Mom, what's wrong with this?" I scolded.

"Your face..."

Before she finished speaking, I immediately squatted down and looked at the bronze mirror. When I saw the people in the bronze mirror, I was shocked.

Grandma, who the fuck is this!

The hills suddenly couldn't help laughing.

It's really purple and red, very beautiful.

I don't know when I had two balls of carmine on my face, which was really weird.

I was anxious and tried hard to take off the corolla, but the corolla was like a nailed coffin lid on my head.

Hills, come and help me.

The hills bent down with a smile.

Suddenly, the sound of singing sounded again. I touched my mouth and looked panicked.

Damn, mother, this kind of thing can still happen to me. I laughed at Fatty Ma before, but now I'm more than Fat Ma. I'm singing like pink. Fortunately, Fatty Ma is not here, and I won't be laughed to death.