Chapter 131 Qingming Festival, Yizhuang Opera Troupe (please subscribe)
A Foundation Building Pill is really not a valuable item for Chen Qingyan.
If Qin Yao said it was given to him, he would definitely not want it. There was no need for him to say it. If he reached out and took it, the price would drop.
But when this thing was to be presented to the master with the passion of a disciple, and he refused to accept it, wouldn't it be a blow to the disciple's desire to serve?
It seems to really prove the other party's white-eyed wolf statement, which will chill people's hearts.
But if he accepts it, he must admit that Qin Yao loves Maoshan. If something goes wrong with a disciple who loves Maoshan, such as being bullied by a senior uncle who did not name him, is it reasonable for him, as the leader of Maoshan, not to uphold justice? ?
Obviously unreasonable!
The problem is that he told Qin Yao before that if he wanted to truly defeat Shi Jian, he must have the strength to carry the flag. Although these words contained a hint of hope, they did not mean that I would be the referee.
This bastard is trying to bribe the referee!
"Master, are you okay?" Qin Yao asked with a surprised look on his face, holding up the pill bottle.
Hmm... I look like I don't know anything and I don't think much about it.
The old master chuckled lightly and reached out to take the porcelain bottle: "In terms of cultivation, prestige, and connections, you are far behind Shi Jian. But when it comes to human nature, I have to say that you can handle it. Very stable."
Qin Yao said with a smile: "I only know that no matter what the relationship is, we get along slowly. You need to give positive feedback. Otherwise, no matter how beautiful you are, you will eventually be eliminated. After all, the next one will be better.”
“What’s wrong?” The old boss was really amused by him and said, “ Go and have a rest, don’t act poor in front of me.”
Qin Yao smiled, bowed slightly, turned around and left in a stride.
"It's strange that little Gillian, who is not good at sneaking around, has brought out such a sophisticated and smooth disciple...it's strange." The old master murmured as he watched his retreating figure.
"Little class."
"Little class..."
Night.
The Yizhuang people on the day shift were packing their things and getting ready to get off work. They suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of their eyes. They all put down their work and greeted him with a smile.
Qin Yao waved as he walked: "You are busy with your business, don't worry about me."
It's quite like a big boss coming to inspect the work.
"Are you at ease?" In the hall, Uncle Jiu respectfully offered three sticks of incense to the Patriarch, and then turned to look at the disciples standing in front of the door with hands tied.
It’s time to have dinner soon, and the ancestor’s incense must be offered first.
Qin Yao stepped in through the door and saw the curl of cigarette smoke rising. He bowed to the statue and said, "Don't worry...Master, is there anything going on in Yizhuang recently?"
"There is something I need to tell you." Uncle Jiu invited him to sit down and said, "Tomb Sweeping Day will be in two days. Yin and Yang are intertwined, and the door of ghosts is wide open. Qiu Sheng told me that we are in the ghost business. , taking advantage of this holiday, we should launch some projects to give back to customers. Do you have any ideas?”
Qin Yao said with a smile: “You must have thought about it already, right?”
“I want to create a theater troupe, Lian. Sing a big show for three days for the entertainment of ghosts and monsters," said Uncle Jiu.
Qin Yao was slightly startled, but he remembered the opportunity for the female ghost Xiaoli to appear in Zombie Supreme.
According to the timeline in the movie, her appearance should be the Ghost Festival on July 15th, not the Qingming Festival in February (old calendar).
However, due to his own reasons, many timelines about Uncle Jiu are messed up, and it is impossible to guarantee that Qi Xiaoli will appear on the Qingming Festival.
"What's wrong, is there something wrong with this idea?" Uncle Jiu asked.
Qin Yao suppressed the strangeness in his heart for the time being and said with a smile: "No problem, the idea is very good. Have you decided on a manager?" "Qiu Sheng volunteered and said he would be the manager. Originally, I was worried about the ghosts coming by then. There are too many to control. I will feel relieved when you come back." Uncle Jiu said.
Qin Yao said: "I will come and watch at that time to ensure that there will be no trouble."
"Master, junior brother." As the master and apprentice were talking, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai hurried over after receiving the news. They took the lead in greeting them before they even entered the door.
Uncle Jiu nodded slightly.
Qin Yao smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Two senior brothers."
"Qiu Sheng, I will leave the drama troupe to you, and Qin Yao will hold the battle for you." Later, specially hired The chef put the food on the table, Uncle Jiu picked up the chopsticks and said.
Qiu Sheng chuckled: "No problem. As for the first issue, I will do my best to make the Yizhuang Qingming Festival activities deeply rooted in the hearts of the underworld, ah no, deep in the hearts of ghosts."< br>
Everyone chuckled and the atmosphere was harmonious.
Yimao year.
Gengchenyue.
Dingmao day.
On the twenty-second day of the second lunar month, during the Qingming Festival, at midnight, the gate of hell opens wide.
In the cold wind with a hint of coolness, four Wu Chang, who had been prepared by Uncle Jiu in advance, held mourning sticks and escorted nearly three hundred ghosts from nearby Renjia Town to the Yizhuang warehouse. In the warehouse, Qiu Sheng spent a lot of money. Invited troupe.
In addition to these old ghosts from the folks who have not been reincarnated for various reasons, the Yizhuang Opera Troupe tonight is not on guard against those ghosts who are homeless and have nowhere to go. Anyone who comes will be welcome.
In the group of ghosts.
A female ghost wearing a white dress and white hair accessories, with a charming appearance but not a kitsch temperament, kept looking around, as if looking for some opportunity.
Unfortunately, this journey has been smooth and without any troubles. She did not dare to move unless something unexpected happened, lest she be caught by the black and white impermanence, and her soul would be driven away by the mourning stick.
"We're here." Just when she was worried about how to escape, she suddenly heard the cold voice of the ghost. Looking up, she saw the iron door of the warehouse in front of her was wide open. On the stage with colorful flowers and willows, the actors in costumes were motionless and silent. Waiting for the drama to begin.
In the corner, a group of lonely ghosts gathered together, whispering, and laughing happily from time to time, obviously very happy with this scene.
"Hurry in, you are the dead souls from all over the town, so you can get the best seat to watch the show." Leading the group of ghosts to the door of the warehouse, an impermanent person pointed to the middle said the empty space.
Because we don’t know how many ghosts will come, there are no benches, tables, or chairs under the stage to avoid being unable to stand and causing any disputes.
The woman in the white dress wandered into the crowd, walked into the warehouse, turned around and took a look, only to see four impermanent men holding weapons, stopping in front of the door, staring at all the ghosts in the room.
"You can't touch these actors. If you touch them, your whole body will be affected..." The female ghost in the white dress withdrew her gaze and continued to wait for the opportunity.
Not long after.
She finally saw a glimmer of hope when she saw three men without costumes walking out from the backstage and heading straight to the warehouse door.
Only what she could see, other ghosts could also see. Therefore, as soon as those three people appeared, they attracted the attention of hundreds of ghosts. Among them, the female ghost in white dress was definitely not the only one who was interested.
"Four adults, the master is waiting to invite you to drink tea in the Yi Zhuang. Just leave this place to us to guard. When the drama comes to an end, you will definitely bring with you not one less ghost." Qiu Sheng took out the ghost paper he had prepared in advance and enthusiastically distributed it to the four ghost servants.
The four ghost messengers collected the ghost paper and stepped away immediately. Qin Yao smiled slightly and turned to look at the ghosts: "Everyone, do you know why I asked the four ghost messengers to leave?"
(End of this chapter)< br>