I have ten trillion licking dog gold

It's definitely not appropriate to hit the door.

Anyway, Heng Sheng was just grateful for his life-saving grace.

It's almost like watching a theatrical performance.

Thinking this, Jiang Chen gradually calmed down, turned around, and looked at the environment of this room.

Calling it a room is actually inappropriate.

The area is much larger, at least two to three hundred square meters, quite spacious. Directly in front is a small stage, where song and dance troupes should often perform. However, the stage is now covered by a translucent gauze curtain, which is dark red. As a result, the stage behind became less clear and hazy.

Facing the stage, there are several luxurious leather sofa seats. There are small round tables next to each seat, but let alone melon seeds and snacks, there is not even a glass of water on the round table.

Is this called being prepared?

Isn't that too sloppy?
Is this how the Hang Seng Song and Dance Troupe entertained guests before?

There is no falsehood under the reputation.

The Hengsheng Song and Dance Troupe must have its own unique features by arranging a floor in the headquarters to support this group of beauties with both virtues and talents. Could it be that Geng Zhida took the wrong place?Not this room?
Just when Jiang Chen was thinking about it, there was a "bang".

All the lights in the entire space were darkened.

I couldn't see my fingers in an instant.

If you are a little braver, you may have to scream.

Fortunately, Boss Jiang is a real man, his breathing is steady and his heart rate does not even change.

"Den."

I don't know if it took more than ten seconds or dozens of seconds, but the thick darkness was broken.

The lights came on again.

But it's no longer bright.

In the small theater of two to three hundred square meters, only the lights on the stage were lit, and the brightness was ambiguous, and there was also a dark red gauze curtain.

In Jiang Chen's field of vision, there was only a hazy red.

I don't know if it's a subjective illusion, but the fragrance in the air seems to be stronger, as if the wind is blowing somewhere, and the red gauze is slightly rippling.

Very simple light show.

But it achieved a unique effect.

At least it is certain that Geng Zhida did not make a mistake in his location.

In the dim environment, Jiang Chen walked to a sofa seat and sat down.

Since you can't walk away, you can't just stand and admire it, right?
"Om..."

I didn't know what button was pressed inadvertently, and the backrest of the sofa seat slowly folded down, and finally turned into a small bed.

Did the previous guests still read it while lying down?

You will indeed enjoy it.

"Om..."

After fumbling for a while, Jiang Chen found the button and raised the backrest again. Before it could be fully raised, the music started playing without warning.

Jiang Chen, who was studying the sofa seats, suddenly turned his head.

It's not some dynamic dance music.

It’s pure music similar to the BGM of a horror movie!

And along with the permeating music, the dim lights inside the red gauze curtain also became flickering.

Consider this scene.

A person is staying in a quiet space, with scalp-numbing horror music playing from all directions, and dim lights flickering through the gauze curtain.

Jiang Chen was so courageous that he couldn't help but have the urge to scold his mother for a moment.

What do you mean?
Should we prepare a program for him, or let him participate in an escape room?
If it were an ordinary capital boss, he would have jumped up at this time, but Jiang Chensheng was young and had strong endurance. After a brief shock, he regained his composure.

The chilling BGM continues, and the lighting changes also match the rhythm.

He sat alone on the sofa seat, staring at the red stage behind the screen, wondering if a female ghost would really pop out.

what is has been confirmed is.

Second Young Master Geng did not lie.

The song and dance troupe's preparations for today were indeed painstaking.

In the terrifying BGM, a figure finally appeared on the stage. Through the translucent red gauze curtain, it could not be seen clearly. Only a vaguely curvy figure and long flowing hair could be seen.

No wonder it's so fascinating.

The Hang Seng Song and Dance Troupe truly deserves its reputation.

There was only one dancer on stage, and there was no intention of changing the music after the opening. She stepped on the desolate and gloomy BGM, twisting and moving on the stage, and all the movements were reflected in Jiang Chen's eyes through the gauze curtain.

Due to the light and the obstruction of the gauze, Jiang Chen could not clearly see the other person's face, but he could vaguely make out that the other person was wearing a blue costume, and his long black hair was swaying and floating with stiff movements, creating an air that said no. Out of - "beauty".

this dance.

Li Shurui definitely couldn't jump out.

Watching a rare program from the outside world, Jiang Chen's heartbeat began to speed up involuntarily.

Such music.Such clothing.

He started thinking about a movie.

A movie that should be unforgettable for countless people.

The heroine in it seems to be dressed like this.

This beautiful song of Chu has made many people heartbroken and unforgettable.

To be bold is to be bold.

But the shadow of childhood can always break your defenses.

Jiang Chen couldn't sit still.

As if to see that he was "satisfied" with the show, the dancer on the stage continued her indescribably weird dance steps, gradually shrinking the distance from the veil.

"Den."

"Den."

The BGM sound becomes louder.

The frequency of light and dark transitions also begins to become longer.

Alternating between light and dark.

The dancer on the stage has stuck behind the curtain, and her face can be vaguely seen, as if she is also covered with a veil.

The powerful heavenly dragon, the powerful magic spell...

As a staunch materialist, Jiang Chen finally stood up.

"Nice dance, don't dance next time."

Boss Jiang is indeed a real person. While taking care of the other party's face, he also expressed his opinions clearly.

"It's not over yet."

Obvious.

Not a ghost.

And from the sound of the sound, it doesn't seem like it's Captain Bai Jie.

The lights went out again.

The scary music that fills the entire ear canal can block out any other sounds.

The lights come on again.

The veil was lifted.

Dancers from the blue costume group appeared at the edge of the stage.

The lights come back on.

The dancers have left the stage.

That's right.

The face of this accomplished dancer is indeed veiled.

Before Jiang Chen could see her appearance clearly, the lights went out again.

Throughout the space, only the terrifying BGM could be heard.

After the regular time, the lights did not come on as scheduled.

But Jiang Chen.

But I felt a drifting wind.

wrong.

It should be fragrant.

Although he couldn't see his fingers, he could clearly feel that the dancer had arrived in front of him.

Even if you know clearly that the other person is a human or not a ghost.

But this feeling is still indescribable.

"Where's Captain Bai?"

Jiang Chen's tone was quite calm.

"What? Isn't it okay for others to dance without her?"

There was moist heat in his ears, as if someone was standing on tiptoes, leaning close to him and talking into his ear.

and.

Jiang Chen also felt his wrist being grabbed.

The hand was cold, but mixed with a hint of warmth.

Jiang Chen subconsciously took half a step back, but bumped into the sofa seat behind him. He lost his balance and fell onto the seat.

"Cuckoo..."

In the irreversible darkness, only a deep and strange smile could be heard from the terrifying BGM. (End of chapter)