Chapter 16 Shadow Ghost Play

Mona really doesn't like the shopkeeper's words. He likes to hear the last couple. This sentence made him feel the warm tide in his heart. Those dissatisfaction just now disappeared in a blink of an eye, and he got up and followed the clerk out.

The shadow play was played in an open space near the four bridges. A tent was set up in the street-facing market, and several figures in the shed sat around the venue waiting for the beginning of the shadow play.

Qin Zhong and others also came in to join the fun. The shopkeeper bought tickets at the door and went to the tent to find a place to sit down, but they looked around and did not find the shopkeeper's son.

"Sir, why didn't I see my son?" The shopkeeper's anxious look and incompared trust in Qin Zhong were fully displayed at this moment.

Qin Zhong patted the shopkeeper on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, let's wait. Maybe your son hasn't arrived yet. It's useless for us to find him. Who can find him anywhere, but I think if we insist on waiting here, maybe we will wait for him to come."

"Waiting for the rabbit?"

"Of course, is there any other way for the shopkeeper?" Qin Zhong asked back.

The shopkeeper's unhappy face suppressed the anger in his heart. He sat down and muttered, "When he comes back, you must break his bones."

"Haha, the old shopkeeper is so old. Can you beat your son?"

"You!"

Qin Zhong stared at Guo Dafu, which cut off the quarrel between the two and stopped the quarrel between the two.

Not long, the wall of the shadow play was arranged. Two figures came out of *, which looked like a father and daughter. The father's face was full of vicissitudes and stubble, which was no shorter than the previous Guo Dafu.

As soon as Guo Dafu saw his beard, he couldn't help touching his jaw with his hand. He shook his head and sighed for his beard, "Unfortunately, the beard in recent years has been in vain."

"Dear audience, today is New Year's Eve. I take my daughter Lian'er to express my warm thanks to you again for your support." The father and daughter bowed deeply to the stage.

Then the daughter said in her sweet voice: "Today's repertoire is "The Grave" and "Beautiful Fox Fairy", because it is the Spring Festival, and add a paragraph of "Haunting the Heavenly Palace" to everyone."

As soon as Qin Zhong heard the names of these plays, his face twitched involuntarily. During the Spring Festival, this shadow play actually performed such a play, which was too bereate. No wonder he had no audience here. Who would like to watch such an unlucky scene during the Spring Festival?

Not long after, the father and daughter were ready, and the good play began to be staged. In the shadow behind the curtain, the instruments of the performance were really lifelike. Coupled with the vivid dubbing of the father and daughter, they will perform the play to the grave vividly. If they are a little weaker, they may be made tears by this play. All down.

Qin Zhong seems to have no feeling, but what he has been thinking about with one hand is one thing. Since the play of going to the grave, the shopkeeper's son did not appear, and the next play is the beautiful fox fairy. What is this play?

The shopkeeper stayed at the door and looked at it, went out for a while, and then returned to the tent. He sat down and got up when he had nothing to do, always looking restless.

Seeing this, Qin Zhong laughed at himself and said, "Is he too self-righteous? Can you really wait for the shopkeeper's son to appear in this place? This is just an unknown number. It's okay to wait. If you can't wait, don't you have to start looking for it from the beginning?

"Big, Fox Fairy, Fox Fairy is coming!"

Qin Zhong turned around and saw that the fox on the curtain was really similar. The dubbing of the girl named Lian'er was really unique, expressing the ghost and delicateness of the fox fairy vividly in a moment.

Song in the play: "It's snow in the mountains, and it's hard to find food. I think Hu Guihua wants to become an immortal in my life..."

"Hu Guihua!" These three words suddenly made Qin Zhong's heart thump. When Qin Zhong was about to turn his head to look at the curtain, he suddenly felt quiet from his side, as if a ghost had floated past a figure.

Qin Zhong looked at it with his spare light. The man's eyes were dull, but his expression was enthusiastic, his mentality was happy, and his feeling was happy. When he sat in the crowd, Qin Zhong was stunned.

"Shopkeeper, your son!"

The shopkeeper sat in the front row and suddenly turned around, and his son in his eyes was so addicted and stiff.

"Son!" The shopkeeper muttered, wanting to go forward and shout.

Qin Zhong immediately came forward and stopped him and said, "Don't disturb him. Let's see."

But before the scene was finished, all the audience present, except for Qin Zhong and others and the shopkeeper's staff, only the shopkeeper's son was left.

The audience was watching around the shopkeeper's son, but the father and daughter's play was really not finished, and a play was actually sung for nearly two hours.

Present the beautiful story of how this fox became an immortal and how to fall in love on the world.

Qin Zhong had to applaud this peerless art, but he had to consider the shopkeeper's son. The boy's face was already black and blue, and his three souls and seven souls had fallen. Looking at the fox on the curtain gradually disappearing, suddenly, a huge fox face appeared on the curtain, and the fox face suddenly appeared. Big and big, the fox's eyes emit a charming light. If you don't pay attention and are stabbed by the charming light, perhaps ordinary normal men will produce a strong secretion of a hormone.

"Don't look at the curtain!" With that, he immediately blindfolded the shopkeeper's son, but the curtain immediately changed. As soon as the scene changed, several ghosts suddenly appeared, and the dubbing behind him also changed.

Qin Zhong immediately felt very bad: "Come on, get out of the tent. There is something strange here."

But as soon as Qin Zhong's words fell, the huge fox figure floated out of the curtain, slowly out of the tent, and slowly walked away.

When Qin Zhong and others arrived at the curtain*, they suddenly found that the pile of fathers and daughters all fell to the ground and could not sleep, and the shadow tools in their hands were scattered all over the ground.

"Big boss, what's going on?" Guo Dafu asked curiously.

Qin Zhong sniffed with his nose and suddenly felt something wrong: "There are eczes here, and they all block their mouths and noses. It's not man-made. It's not man-made."

The shopkeeper looked at his son in front of him, but because of the smoke, the shopkeeper was also unconscious, and the shopkeeper's son disappeared.

This made Qin Zhong confused and panicked for a while. Suddenly, he thought of a question. At the beginning, the footprints he saw in the shopkeeper's son's room were the footprints left by the huge fox shadow. Can the history of this fox shadow extend to this period?

Qin Zhong woke up the shopkeeper with clean water. The shopkeeper cried and quarreled for his son.

Qin Zhong frowned and said, "Shopkeeper, don't quarrel first, okay?"

"What about my son, what about others?"

"He will never come out when he goes home, but we have to find the souls he lost. Only by finding him can we restore your son to his former appearance."

Guo Dafu scratched his head and came to Qin Zhong: " boss, what should we do?"

"Sir, you want good people to do it to the end and send Buddha to the West. You can't just let it go."

Qin Zhong nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will never give up casually, but I think the fox just now should have become an immortal, otherwise it will never have such ability."

"Have you become an immortal? Isn't that going to be with my son?"

"He wanted your son's punishment, and this man's first time is also quite pure. As a fox fairy who likes to practice, how can he not like such a man? Qin Zhong told the truth.

When the shopkeeper was confused, he could take the clerk and run to the restaurant.

At the same time, he woke up the father and daughter and asked, "Why do you play this pretty fox fairy? Don't you know that kind of play is too popular?"