The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

Chapter 54 54. Get in her car
  The passenger compartment was full of thirteen rotten-skinned people, both standing and sitting!
  At this moment, they were looking at the two of them.

They dress strangely, with long robes, mandarin jackets, short cardigans, and round sunglasses.

Chen Xiangyin folded his arms and leaned against the car door, waiting for He Chongtian to adapt.

Will you accept it? Or will he run away?

He Chongtian was stunned for a few seconds, looked at Chen Xiangyin, and asked silently.

Chen Xiangyin explained: "This is a train that crashed in the 23rd year of the Republic of China. The front of the car broke through the cliff with the first carriage and fell into this deserted place."

"What about them?" He Chongtian was brave, but it was also the first time he saw the real thing. He raised his hand and looked at the blood stains on his fingers. It was incredible and terrifying at the same time.

Chen Xiang nodded in acquiescence: "I can see things that you can't see. My blood can temporarily open your eyes for about...a quarter of an hour."

After saying that, she walked towards the car and sat down in the empty seat in the first row.

The people in the carriage have different descriptions, some are old and some are young, some are resentful, some are laughing, some are crying.

"Miss Shen, you came to see us."

"Why did you bring someone here? He can also see us?"

"Why is this brother so shiny? I'm a little scared, but don't let him touch us!"

"Hey, Miss Shen's clothes are so beautiful. I want to change into beautiful clothes too..."

Chen Xiang nodded and said hello to them with a smile.

This scene is extremely weird, the crane soaring into the sky has never been so scary before!

Separated by a door, it's like separating the worlds of yin and yang!

Agarwood sits inside, like a ghost, but she is beautiful and alive.

Not far, not near, the sound of agarwood is slow

"To you, this carriage is just a pile of scrap metal. If you are more sentimental, it is nothing more than a trace of history. But to me, this is a century-old regret for a whole troupe of more than ten people."

She pointed to the middle-aged man wearing a long coat and holding a fan next to her, "Boss Wan, we rented a carriage and took the entire troupe to Peking for a grand party in the opera garden. That was when this buried troupe came to the fore and was noticed by everyone. The opportunity came, and more than ten years of hard work just came to an end.”

"It's a pity that we didn't make it. We were met by bandits on the way and they all died. The actor who sang Du Liniang was also kidnapped by the bandits."

Speaking of this, the elegant Jinsheng who played Liu Mengmei felt sad.

Others, some lowered their heads, some banged the table, some sighed and cursed...

"So they are trapped here, unable to take a breath, and they set up a stage to sing opera every night. Without Du Liniang and no audience, they repeat day after day trying to complete the "A Dream in the Garden" that will never be completed."

"He Chongtian, you and I see the world differently. You want to know what opponent we are facing. This is about another world. Before I say it, you still have a chance to follow Aunt Mute's advice: leave here."

The crane towered into the sky and was stunned.

When Chen Xiangyin said these words, his tone was unprecedentedly distant, as if he had never known her before.

I was really frightened for a moment.

When he came to his senses, he exhaled.

Leisurely but firmly, step by step, I stepped into the passenger car.

"This world was originally just one world."

He sat next to Chen Xiangyin, stretched out his palm, and turned it over, "front, back, side, outside, and inside."

After saying that, he looked around at the gray and decayed faces around him, and there was no trace of panic at all.

"Yin or yang together make up the world I live in. It doesn't mean that I can't see it, it doesn't exist. I will not leave and escape."

Chen Xiangyin seemed to be very satisfied with his reaction, looking at him with slightly narrowed almond eyes.

"I'm so touched. It makes me think that you will help me outright."

He Chongtian asked back: "I'm not helping you?"

Chen Xiangyin was thoughtful, and a dozen people around him seemed to be listening to the excitement, surrounding the two of them.

"On the surface you are helping me, but in fact you have your own purpose, and it is very important to you. Tell me, what is your purpose?"

He Chongtian looked around and said nothing.

"Don't worry, after a quarter of an hour, you won't see them again."

"Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist." Chen Xiang quoted: "..." I haven't seen it for so many years, why haven't I come here?

The two looked at each other in silence for a moment.

He Chongtian saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy drawing a painted face in front of an empty mirror, and asked: "How long will they be trapped here?"

Chen Xiangyin shrugged, "I don't know, they are so sleepy that they can't even maintain this state."

"Where will you go then?"

Chen Xiangyin sounded a little disappointed: "Disappear, not going anywhere, gone."

"No reincarnation?"

"Unless they let go of their obsession." She thought of Shen Yueying.

There is no trace of Yueying's body and soul. She doesn't know where she is or if she still exists.

He Chongtian suggested: "If you and I were the audience, could they re-enter reincarnation?"

Chen Xiangyin shook his head: "You think they are stupid, they are not making a TV show. What they want is real applause, not a lonely applause out of pity. Also, Du Liniang is not here."

Boss Wan sighed from behind: "I wonder if Yan Hong is trapped somewhere like us."

Yanhong is the actress who plays Du Liniang.

Chen Xiangyin blurted out: "That bandit leader was very kind to her. He died at a young age. He must have been reincarnated long ago."

After saying that, he added to He Chongtian: "I saw it when I checked the information."

In the midst of lamentation, the young man with the painted face couldn't stop and beat the gongs and drums.

Then someone played the pipa.

The tune of Sanxian also started, followed by Jinghu, Erhu, bamboo flute...

It is a section of "Zao Luo Pao" in "You Yuan".

In the abandoned carriage lit by red fire, wonderful music poured out.

Chen Xiangyin took out the wine he bought before from the ground and poured it into the dusty broken cup.

"I was too busy chatting and forgot to serve you drinks."

Boss Wan was waving his fan and was delighted. He walked up to the agarwood and sniffed the liquor.

"Miss Shen, don't you want to have a session today?"

Chen Xiangyin shook his head: "There is someone here, so I can't let go."

He raised his eyebrows: Are you more familiar with them? Am I an outsider?
  At this point, he felt a little confused and confused.

The little music in the carriage was melodious, and he had mistakenly entered a stunning and strange hall.

He Chongtian smiled meaningfully and said to Chen Xiangyin: "Sing a verse and I will give you a gift. I guarantee you will like it."

Chen Xiangyin raised his eyes and looked at him. Is this a trick of selling off people now that they are learning it?
  "What if you don't like it?"

"I definitely like it." He Chongtian sat back and crossed his arms.

Chen Xiangyin cleared his throat and sang perfunctorily:

"It turns out that the colorful flowers are blooming all over the place, but they are all ruined by ruined wells and ruined buildings. How could the beautiful scenery be transformed into a pleasure in the good time? -"

After singing only four lines, the flames in the stove suddenly died down, the cranes soared into the sky and disappeared before their eyes, and the entire troupe disappeared.

The originally lively carriage was completely dark, suddenly deserted.

The quarter hour is up.

Agarwood fixed her ethereal and glistening eyes there, and the drama came to an abrupt end.

She withdrew her eyes and looked at He Chongtian, "What do you want to give me?"

A thought that was so ridiculous and stupid that it made him laugh suddenly came to He Chongtian's mind: I will give you whatever you want.

The tone he said was cold and hard, "I found the woman who pretended to take your grandma's body."

(End of this chapter)