$248, Trickster Troupe (1/2)
Dark clouds cover the moon in the sky,
In the dark forest, only some rustling sounds could be heard.
as well as,
A white paper lantern swaying through the woods.
The lantern emits a cold and faint light,
Gradually passing through the woods,
The skinny young man holding a lantern, Su Wu, is reflected.
And the little boy next to him.
The little boy looked nervous and listened carefully to Su Wu's words: "We are almost at the stage level ahead. It will be dark in a while.
That's a great thing,
Let's just go directly.
If you see a woman in red costume and phoenix crown standing on the stage,
Just take off your belt and pee on her! "
Su Wu warned the little boy,
Originally these words were told by his master, but now he used them to teach his younger brother.
A job like peeing on the stage is better done by a little boy.
After all, among all these mysterious things, child urine is the most effective.
He is no longer a real boy.
"As for the situation where an old monk appears on the stage,
You don't need to pay attention,
Just let me handle it. " Su Wu looked at the little boy's tense face, as if he was very nervous, and did not say any more, lest the other party would have to remember too many things and not remember anything at all.
The little boy nodded vigorously when he heard this: "Brother, I will definitely do what you say!"
He couldn't help but squeeze the palms hidden under his sleeves.
My whole body is working hard,
My mind was extremely tense.
He raised his head slightly and saw the thin boy smiling at him, and suddenly felt much calmer inside.
Take a long breath,
Following ‘brother’ step by step,
Walk forward along the dirt road,
A large open space surrounded by trees on three sides appeared on the side.
Glancing out of the corner of his eye,
The little boy ‘Gousheng’ discovered that,
It was pitch dark over the empty field, with only some trees reflected in the dim skylight, swaying in the empty field.
This should be the ‘stage terrace’, right?
A dark patch,
Nothing at all,
It seems that we can get through here safely this time...
Gou Sheng was thinking in his mind.
More relaxed.
He looked up to see the face of his brother next to him.
But he found that the other party looked solemn,
From time to time, I glanced sideways at the large, dark empty space.
Gou Sheng also turned around to look, but didn't find anything strange happening.
——There's nothing there,
The little boy had a thought in his mind,
In the dark empty space, there was a sudden sound of a gong being struck!
"choke!"
Two pale white ribbons suddenly hung down from the edge of the empty field,
The white silk fabric is connected with swaying cloud-like curtains,
An equally pale stage rose from the empty field,
In the middle of the stage,
A woman in plain clothes sways her sleeves,
‘Her’ face is clear,
But it’s hard for people to remember ‘her’ appearance,
The lips don't move,
The sound came out of her,
With intense sadness!
It made the little boy feel cold all over and his scalp was numb!
"A farewell on the balcony becomes an eternal farewell.
We have no destiny to grow old together in this world,
I originally thought that God would make us a happy couple.
Who knows, the name in the marriage book is not marked,
I really hope that you will be the matchmaker for me.
Who knows, the magpie has not reported the crow's call,
I really hope that sheng, flute and flute will come to marry me.
Who knows, before reaching the Milky Way and breaking the Magpie Bridge,
I really hope that the big red sedan chair will come to your home.
Who knows, white clothes and plain clothes come to express filial piety..."
The joke slowly came out of the woman's mouth,
The clouds and smoke dispersed on the high platform,
A tomb stands on the platform.
The woman in white clothes suddenly turned to a high-pitched voice: "Brother Liang——"
“If you don’t see Brother Liang, you will see the tomb!
No matter how hard you call the heavens and the earth, you won’t be able to call him back!
The determination of Britain and Taiwan is difficult to change!
How could I marry Ma Wencai! "
"Brother Liang——"
"We cannot live and die together!!"
"We cannot live and die together!!"
The woman in plain clothes on the stage, the tone bursting from her throat pierced the darkness,
It exploded in the ears of the little boy and Su Wu!
The strong charm gathered into a torrent,
Suddenly burst out from that tomb!
The 'woman' in white clothes was riding the invisible torrent of charm, walking in the void, pursuing the little boy and Su Wu!
The two of them had already run a hundred steps away from the stage.
But such a long distance,
‘She’ is still here in the blink of an eye!
Feeling the cold and biting breath behind me,
The little boy couldn't help but turned around.
When I look back,
I saw a pale, stiff face with powder shaken off!
Those gray-white dead fish eyes were staring at the little boy!
The little boy felt a chill in his heart.
The invisible charm instantly swept him up and dragged him backwards towards the grave on the stage!
Feeling the strange charm behind me suddenly become stronger,
Su Wu's heart suddenly thought - it seems that he needs to use his own cunning power to get through this hurdle!
——Master never said,
There will be a female ghost dressed in white and plain clothes on the stage, singing "Butterfly Lovers"!
In this case,
Peeing on her is obviously useless!
As soon as I think about it,
The hand of the corpse ghost quietly stretched out to the cuff,
It happened that at this time,
The withered yellow human skin paper attached to Su Wu's chest suddenly fell off.
It floats in mid-air,
The sweeping charm soaked the withered yellow pages,
The handwriting that was so blurry that it was completely unclear suddenly gradually became clear.
Su Wu glanced in surprise,
Just caught a glimpse of all the contents on the human skin paper!
Those words were like a stream of data. He could read all the data content just by looking at it!
'The trick troupe...'
“Sometimes there are people who come from poor families and work in lowly professions, specializing in the art of acting to please people and make a living by doing so.
The country is in decline, the people's livelihood is in decline,
In each township and town, more than half of the villagers perished.
To inform the souls of the dead,
Many local opera troupes are invited to perform operas for the souls of the dead.
Among them is a theater troupe called ‘Zhao Family Troupe’.
When singing a ghost show somewhere,
One night, everyone in the troupe, from the leader to the apprentices, disappeared without a trace.
Six years later,
The Zhao family class reappeared somewhere in the southwest,
Already a trickster...'
‘The current trick troupe’s aria - "Butterfly Lovers - Crying the Grave". ’
'The aria can be parodied - "Farewell My Concubine". ’
Parody?
Farewell My Concubine?
What?
The lines of writing on the withered yellow paper flowed through Su Wu's heart,
The strangeness of his heart that was imprisoned in the wheel of his heart suddenly emitted wisps of strange charm, infiltrating the withered yellow paper.
follow closely,
Colorful black and white paint appeared on the withered yellow human skin paper.
The entire human skin becomes oval,
Black and white are intertwined on it,
Suddenly turned into a Peking Opera facial makeup,
Steel fork has no double face!
This facial makeup was stuck on Su Wu's face.
The cowhide thangka robe on his body changed accordingly, turning into a complete set of fish scale costumes with a black background.
Flags, boards, poles and other accessories are all available.
Oh no!
The cold and treacherous charm washed away the military commander behind him and fluttered his flag in the wind!
"Wow ah ah ah -"
A long roar came from Su Wu's mouth,
Then he turned around suddenly,
He grabbed the arm of the female concubine in white clothes.
The rhymes flowing around him were stagnated by his movement.
Gou Sheng, who was about to be dragged into the grave, became free because of Jui Yun's solidification during this time, and crawled away from Jui Yun!
"Concubine!"
Su Wu muttered:
The strange charm of the heart is soaked in the strong charm of the "Sly Opera Troupe\
,"It swept the female spy who was pursuing Su Wu in the opposite direction, turning her pale costume into a goose-yellow cloak, wearing a crimson costume underneath, and her head, face, and crown were completely different from before!
"The country of Chu is on all sides, singing, Liu Bang must have won the land of Chu!"
"Gu! The situation is over -"
Two paragraphs of words came out of Su Wu's mouth,
He never studied drama,
However, at the moment, the emphasis, eyes, movements, etc. are all perfectly executed.
He is like an ‘old actor’!
'So this is a parody...'
With thoughts swirling in his heart, Su Wu allowed the withered yellow human skin paper to gather the strange charms in his mind, connect with the cowhide thangka robe, and command his body to make various movements.
He said several paragraphs in vain,
Opposite the girl with rouge and light makeup, her face turned pale: "Ah, Your Majesty!"
"In my opinion,
Today it’s you and me——
It’s the day of separation…”
Read it to the end,
But he sighed sadly.
This sigh has a long aftertaste,
In a sigh,
All the charisma around me is pulled and guided by the charisma in my heart,
Melted into the lantern that fell on the ground,
The lantern fire suddenly burst into flames,
Su Wu flicked his sleeves,
The female spy instantly retreated,
In the stage in the woods far away,
There was a sound of knocking.
Then it suddenly disappeared.
There is still a big empty space beside it,
No theater troupe to be seen,
Not to mention any female conspirators.
Su Wu looked at the burning lantern fire on the ground, stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face - the piece of withered human skin fell off from his face.
The cowhide thangka robe on his body has returned to tattered clothes.
In his hand, he held the piece of human skin paper that was closely connected to the heart, and now showed inexplicable abilities.
Bring it close to the lantern fire,
Wisps of invisible and intangible aura, but existing in Su Wu's senses, flowed out as the lantern flame burned the charm, and flowed into the withered yellow human skin paper.
As a result, rows of handwriting appeared on the paper.
"Solar calendar year 1705,
My wife is dead!
A weak scholar can only write obscene words and clichés to make people cry.
His wife died in front of him,
Nothing can be done,
pain! pain! pain!
I wish I could kill the enemy quickly! "
Several columns of scrawled and somewhat illegible traditional Chinese characters flashed across the human-skin paper and then gradually disappeared.
Su Wu was left holding the human skin paper,
He frowned in thought.
The tone of voice of the owner of the handwriting that appeared now was different from the tone of the writing that appeared on the human skin paper that he saw for the first time.
This person looks like an ancient man,
Witnessed his wife's death,
The wife may have been killed by a tricker,
Hence the grief and indignation.
Judging from his self-proclaimed "weak scholar who can only write obscene lyrics and make people cry", he may have been a scholar who wrote operas for the troupe - this is what Su Wu combined with human parchment to make himself own. Parody' can make judgments.
certainly,
In fact, compared to scholars who write operas,
The person who left the handwriting on the human skin paper is more likely to be a ‘novelist’.
Because Su Wu read the first paragraph of text left on the human skin paper,
The owner of that handwriting said he was dead.
There was a good-for-nothing novelist who wrote a lot of nonsense on his body...
From these two handwritings,
it can be roughly concluded that the human skin paper does not just record the past of a "person".
First, it already shows the self-narration of a novelist and the "person" who was written and drawn on his body by the novelist.