The years when I was Captain Jin

Chapter 241

Only then did the fat grandpa realize that what he sang was a dirty play, a play for ghosts to listen to.

The master would never invite ordinary people to listen to the opera, because it would appear disrespectful to ghosts.

Since there are no common people, who are these dark heads by the river?

It's okay if you don't think about it, but after thinking about it like this, the fatty grandpa broke out in a cold sweat in an instant. He had already vaguely guessed that these things were not human, they might be lonely ghosts, or monsters that had turned into human beings.

The fat grandfather was so frightened that he was so frightened that he couldn't finish wiping off the big beads of sweat.The two apprentices were still depressed at the time, thinking that the master has always been serious about singing, how could it be so abnormal today?
The fat grandfather didn't dare to tell his apprentices clearly. He knew that the apprentices were timid. Once they knew that there were ghosts gathered under the bridge, they would definitely faint from fright.

Fortunately, the fat grandfather had also sung dirty dramas for several years, and he was quite familiar with the rules of this industry, so he suppressed his beating heart forcibly, pretending that he didn't see those dark shadows, and continued to sing "West" "Shu Meng".

At this moment, the fat grandfather understood everything. It turned out that the rich businessman invited him to the deep mountains and old forests to set up a stage to sing dirty operas, not to sacrifice to ghosts and gods, but to make a fortune!Because the old master in the Yin opera troupe once said that most of the lonely ghosts know good and evil, as long as they come to listen to your play, they will never let you go back empty-handed, they know that money in the underworld is not worth living in the underworld. If it is circulated, it will reward you with some small antiques from the tomb.

Those dilapidated antiques by the bridge are obviously rewards from these ghost masters!
No wonder this rich businessman didn't have a job, and secondly, he didn't open a factory, but the sleeping girl who spends his days drinking and drinking, all the money he dared to sell was earned from selling antiques.This time, he must have heard the news from nowhere, knowing that there is a large tomb in this mountain, so he invited someone to come and sing dirty plays in the middle of the night, trading antiques with ghosts.

Now that he has seen through the conspiracy of the rich businessman, how can the fat grandfather let the other party succeed in his tricks?So while singing, he thought about how to escape without offending the group of ghosts listening to the opera by the river.

In this situation, the simplest solution is to keep singing until the sun rises, and the ghosts who are listening to the opera will disperse.But the fat grandfather has been singing continuously all afternoon, and his voice is hoarse, so how can he continue singing?What's more, there are two little apprentices behind his buttocks. Once they show their feet, the one present will not even want to live.

So the fat grandfather gritted his teeth and decisively chose another solution, that is to mix in with the team of these lonely ghosts!

"Infiltrate, what a way to infiltrate." I listened with relish: "How can a big living person infiltrate among the ghosts without being discovered?"

"Hehe, my grandfather has his own way of doing this." The fat man laughed and said, "The lips and eyes of the ghost mask worn when singing dirty dramas are not painted with paint, but with dead people's blood. Dead people's blood itself brings With the cover of Yin Qi, it is really not easy for ghosts to find out for a while. My grandfather thought at the time, his mother is dead, it is better to fight! So he jumped into the room with two apprentices. Seeing the dark crowd of ghosts, those lonely ghosts immediately exploded when they saw that there was nothing to do."

"What happened next?" I asked anxiously.

"Later..." Fatty sighed slightly.

In fact, the follow-up story is not long, because since that night, Fatty's grandfather has never come back, as if the world has evaporated, and no one is alive or dead.But his two apprentices were even more miserable. The eldest apprentice drowned under the bridge, and the second apprentice became a fool. Every day, apart from giggling, he was just talking to others about the insidious drama that night.

The reason why the fat man knew about this was because his mother told him.

I didn't expect such weird and bizarre things to happen in Fatty's house. When I heard this today, and then I looked at the villagers with red lips at the entrance of the village who came home like zombies, I immediately got goosebumps all over my body.

"I said Fatty, is this true or false?" I still don't believe the matter involving ghosts.

"Nonsense! Fatty, although I like to brag, I still don't make fun of my grandfather."

"That's really evil." I shook my head and said.

"It's just a pity for my grandpa. It's been decades since his grandma's death, and he can't even find the body. The grandma cried day and night and lost her eyes. Find out!" The fat man said with a sigh.

At this time, I suddenly turned my mind and asked: "Fatty, do you know where your grandfather disappeared? Is there a specific mountain name, even an approximate location is fine."

"I really don't know." The fat man shook his head and said, "But I remember my mother said that although the rich businessman made a lot of money at the time, he also suffered retribution in the end. All the antiques at home were confiscated by the state. He was taken to the street and shot, and I heard that the confiscated antiques were all treasures from the Three Kingdoms period."

"Wait, what are you talking about, Three Kingdoms?" I grabbed the key words suddenly.

The fat man was startled, and then exclaimed: "Fuck, it can't be such a coincidence, can it?"

I said: "There are too many coincidences in this world. After all, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the cultural relics department excavated very few sites of the Three Kingdoms, and there are only a few sites in the whole country. Judging from the number of antiques in the story you mentioned At that time, there must be a large-scale ancient tomb of the Three Kingdoms buried in the place where your grandfather sang dirty tricks!"

Before I finished the analysis, the fat man slapped his thigh hard and shouted: "Damn! I remembered, my mother said that she grew up in Shangqiu when she was a child, and after my grandfather disappeared, The whole family moved to BJ. Damn it, Shangqiu, isn’t this Shangqiu?”

I was also stunned by Fatty's great discovery. Shangqiu, Yinxi, Antique, Zuoer Village, these seemingly inconsequential words are now tightly tied together by a thread.

It's as if the goddess of fate made a decision in the dark, deciding that our trip will be rewarding!
Before we had time to ease our excitement, Wang Yuanchao suddenly pulled the fat man and me into the back room, and then closed the door tightly.

Fatty was dragged by Wang Yuanchao and fell into a shit, he scolded angrily: "Wang, why are you so crazy?"

"Keep down, there's movement outside." Wang Yuanchao hissed us, then pointed out the window, motioning us to go and listen.

Wang Yuanchao's sudden vigilance made the fat man shut up immediately, and the three of us sneaked to the window to listen to the movement outside the house.

Sure enough, there was the sound of sharpening knives outside the window, and a person said to himself: "Hey, three people, three ears, you can exchange several delicious meals with the Stove Lord, beautiful, really beautiful! "

The sound became more and more familiar, and it was the lazy man we met earlier.

(End of this chapter)