Chapter 193 People on stage, people in the audience (Part 1)
The older generation often say that you can’t tell ghost stories in the middle of the night, otherwise you will really attract ghosts.
Putting aside whether this is considered feudal superstition or not, the way those naughty guys on the ground pretend to be gods and ghosts is similar to telling ghost stories.
Yang Yiyi, who was half asleep, saw that the clothes of the man in white outside the door looked like costumes, and she suddenly trembled and woke up on the spot.
Especially when they think of the story the little girl at the inn told them not long ago, goosebumps on the back of their necks suddenly appear one after another like wheat waves in autumn.
At the same time, a burst of low-pitched opera lyrics broke into everyone's ears, singing:
"The people on the stage are missing each other every step of the way, but the people off the stage don't recognize the old acquaintances on the stage. The people on the stage, when the gold medal is named, the people on the stage sigh that there is love and infatuation in the play."
The euphemistic and melodious voice would surely have attracted applause from everyone on the stage, but when it came out like this in the middle of the night, everyone panicked.
Many people's claws were numb at that time, and the few bastards who were beaten were so frightened that they crawled around.
"Don't panic, what's the matter! Someone must be pretending to be a trick, and let me, Li Sheng of Zhenjiangchu, meet you!"
After saying that, a man jumped out from the crowd, holding a fine steel pestle, and flew towards the white shadow at the door and smashed it.
There was a bang as the stainless steel pestle hit the ground at the entrance of the inn.
Li Sheng, who called himself Zhenjiang Chu, was stunned. He was clearly aiming to hit something, so why didn't he hit anything?
He turned around and faced the inn and said:
"Strange, where is the person?"
The others who stood still could see clearly that as soon as Li Sheng's iron pestle hit him, the white figure disappeared as if it had teleported.
"Brother Li, be careful! The man is missing!"
Just as someone in the crowd reminded him, he suddenly saw a confused Li Sheng lying on the ground without warning.
Then the door buzzed again, and the door panel that had been blown open by the wind slammed shut tightly as if controlled by an invisible person, locking Li Sheng out.
Of course, no one was in the mood to worry about Li Sheng's safety, because at the same time the door was closed, the man in white appeared above the door and under the beam, floating toward everyone as if he had no weight.
Everyone was so frightened that the dead souls appeared and they were at a loss. They were in chaos for a while.
"When we left, we never forgot our vows. When we came back, we were like strangers. This separation is like the separation between yin and yang. How can we come to the wall of Xiangxiao River, and how can a talented man match a beautiful woman?"
The quiet voice of a cappella still surrounds everyone's ears, and they can't tell the source, but they can clearly hear it even in such a mess.
This makes people more scared.
"This man is extremely skilled in martial arts and has extraordinary internal strength. He can actually fool us with the method of transmitting sounds from thousands of miles away. Let me use the Thunder Sword Gu Tao... ah!"
It seems that the Ben Lei Sword is not that good either.
The white-clothed figure loomed among the crowd, literally acting like a ghost. From time to time, someone fell to the ground on the spot and fell into a sleep as peaceful as a baby, as if their essence had been sucked dry.
Now everyone was even more scared. Many people rushed to the door, trying to open it and escape.
But the door, which was clearly not even bolted, seemed to be so heavy that it could not be pushed open no matter how hard it was pushed.
Of course, it has something to do with the fact that everyone was frightened and their hands and feet were weak.
While the surroundings were in chaos, Yang Yiyi and three others were hiding in a corner of the lobby. Although they looked calm, their erratic eyes were filled with panic. With their eyesight, they could not follow the traces of the figure in white.
Yang Yiyi shook Yu Gui crazily, threatening to make Yu Gui fall apart. She very much hoped that Li Chengqi could say a few words to embolden her.
After all, he is an immortal. Why should he be afraid of an immortal when he is around?
But unfortunately, in the middle of the night, Li Chengqi had already gone on a date with Duke Zhou's daughter in his dream. He had no idea what happened. No matter how hard Yang Yiyi shook her, there was no reply.
Li Chengqi had told them before how to identify whether there was a real ghost or someone was pretending to be a ghost, but there was no time to identify it carefully now.
For example, if a ghost appears, you will first feel the cold, not the coldness of the air temperature, but the kind of chill that goes deep into the bone marrow.
But by the time they were frightened, all three of them had temporarily lost their perception of temperature.
Another example is to light a candle and touch the wax oil when a ghost appears. If it solidifies, it is a real ghost. If it is not solidified and still hot, it is a fake ghost.
But the candles were all placed in the Sumeru Realm, and they couldn't be taken out without Li Chengqi. The only oil lamps used in the inn were oil lamps, and there were no candles at all.
While the three of them were panicking, a voice suddenly came from the side:
"Little sister, this way, this way, look down."
The childish voice startled the three of them, but Yang Yiyi looked down and saw the little girl she had met not long ago hiding under a table in the lobby, waving to the three of them.
She would rather hide.
The three of them hurriedly squatted down, and while the figure in white was flying up and down among the "heroes", they quietly hid under the table. "A real ghost has come out, aren't you scared?"
After listening to Yang Yiyi's words, the little girl actually showed a look of contempt.
"There are no real ghosts or fake ghosts. They are all just scaring themselves."
She was short, squatted in a small ball under the table and said:
"A group of grown men are actually scared to tears. Don't you feel ashamed on your face?"
"But the white one..."
"Look carefully, don't panic, take a good look."
After hearing what she said, the three of them calmed down and took a closer look. They felt that although the figure in white was moving around like a ghost, there were still some traces to follow.
Not as erratic as a ghost, more like...
"A superb light skill?"
"Yes, I have seen countless knights and knights, and this little trick can only fool these little fish."
"But how did the door close?"
The little girl picked up a stone on the ground and threw it towards the door. The three of them saw the stone swinging in front of the door for a while before falling to the ground.
"Did you see it? It's an extremely thin thread."
The three of them were completely calm now. They felt as if they had watched two episodes of Science. There was no disturbance in their hearts.
"You are so smart. When did you find out?"
The little girl wrinkled her nose:
“If the candy you gave me wasn’t so delicious, I wouldn’t have eaten so much.”
Yang Yiyi was convinced that it would be easier if it wasn't a ghost.
Before Li Yingluo and Zheng Yinping could speak, they saw Yang Yiyi swooping out of the table.
She didn't run around randomly, but saw the pattern and rushed over when the figure in white turned his back to her. She raised her hand and aimed her fist at his vest.
However, unexpectedly, the other party suddenly moved around as if he had eyes on his back.
Yang Yiyi was not discouraged and immediately shouted angrily: "Left push hand!"
At the same time, he slapped his left hand with his fingers together and called out.
Black Bear's three-hand push is not all about fists and kicks, it is mainly about hurting the enemy with the force of the palm. Yang Yiyi's internal strength is not very good at the moment, so this palm strike just stirs up a strong wind.
And this seemed to be a mistake. The strong wind caused the figure in white to sway, which seemed to cause some interference.
Yang Yiyi refused to give up, and took the opportunity to hit with a mantis attack, bang bang bang bang, three moves passed.
The warm touch came from her hand, which made Yang Yiyi feel reassured.
This is just a person pretending to be a ghost!
"Hunyuan Finger!"
Changing the Mantis Fist to the Eagle Claw Kung Fu, he pulled off a piece of cloth from the man in white with a thrust with three fingers. At the same time, he clenched his fist with his left hand and followed closely with a black tiger heart-piercing strike.
Yang Yiyi finally has some fighting experience now. Unlike at the beginning, she only knows how to fight according to the routine. The key is when to use the moves she has learned, and being flexible will give her an advantage.
The opponent was caught in the mantis attack and had no time to break free. Just as he avoided the Hunyuan Finger, he saw Yang Yiyi's black tiger heart-piercing shot aimed at the chest, and hurriedly retreated with his feet.
Yang Yiyi's punch was not solid. It felt like hitting a ball of cotton. Then it was bounced away by the opponent's internal force and took several steps back.
The man in white took the opportunity to fly away. His qinggong was extremely good, and he blended into the crowd in a flash.
Yang Yiyi did not rush to chase her, but turned around excitedly and said to Li Yingluo and Zheng Yinping who were hiding under the table: "She is very big! She is almost as big as you!"
"..."
This kid is talking nonsense.
(End of chapter)