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Chapter 120 The Demon Warrior Has Murderous Aura (1)
A team of accompaniment instrumental music such as big drums, bangus, clappers, stick drums, 筚篥, Fangxiang and other accompaniment instruments quietly stepped onto the stage and sat down in the corner of the stage very regularly, ready to stop. Seeing that, Su Huan's eyes lit up.

After a meal, Cheng Hui and Su Huan got acquainted a little better. Seeing Su Huan's high spirits, he said with a smile, "Do you like going to theater?"

Su Huan groaned, and said embarrassedly, "Oh, my father used to be strict with his discipline, and he rarely went out, unlike you sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, who are well-informed."

Cheng Hui asked casually, "What does your family do?"

Su Huan said nonsense, "I started a small business, and then it became more and more difficult, so my father took our family back to the countryside."

Cheng Hui understood that she was the daughter of a small businessman, her family was in decline, although her temperament was a bit more lively, judging by her temperament and conversation, she should be a small family jade.She turned her head and glanced at Huo An's quiet profile, thinking how did the two meet and get married?She remembered that when she met Huo An for the first time in Xifeng City, the man was dressed in a common short shirt and looked like a countryman, but his shot was really amazing, but he was not from the rivers and lakes.

Thinking of this, she smiled and said, "Actually, this Li Chunyuan drama is really good, and I like to watch it too."

Su Huan also smiled, "Actually, watching a play is good, it's lively and refreshing. But my family is boring, and always finds watching a play boring."

Cheng Hui grabbed a handful of melon seeds and licked them. Before the show started, he asked casually, "Then what does your husband like to do? Well, how about practicing kung fu?"

Su Huan was taken aback for a moment.

What does Joan like to do?It seems that he doesn't particularly like anything, it seems that he elopes all the way north, and what he likes to do most on the way is to crush her at night.Uh, does kung fu in bed count?
However, after coming to Yuezhou, it was obvious that his attention was diverted a lot by the caravan.

Thinking of this, she blushed silently, pinched a candy to eat, and said vaguely, "If there is anything you like, he is not an elegant person."

Cheng Hui also felt a little embarrassed. He just asked casually, and he didn't think too much about what he said.Really, she is a girl who has never been out of the court, and she is generous to ask her husband what he likes to do.

Fortunately, at this time, the stage was full of gongs and drums.

Good show, let's go.

This evening, the first play Tiansheng troupe presented was called "Purple Cloud Mountain".It is about a place called Ziyun Mountain, where Cao Mang occupies the mountain as king, robs the rich and helps the poor, and acts on behalf of the heavens. The imperial court sends troops to suppress the bandits. Persuasion belongs to the court.

Although this plot is often found in story books, and it follows the righteous line of public opinion, but this is a martial arts show, and the content is really not that important, as long as it is played well.

And it just so happens that Tian Sheng Ban is well-deserved of his reputation, and he really played Tainan martial arts in a very colorful and colorful manner. Those who don't like to watch dog-blood plays happily watch the fights on the stage. No matter what, it's more interesting than the shadow puppet show.

Cheng Linqing is obviously also a fan of watching dramas, clapping his hands and laughing from time to time, "Well done! Well done!"

Cheng Cheng followed suit, his blood boiled when he saw it, and he stood on the chair and waved a stewed chicken paw, "Well done! Well done!"

Cheng Hui teased him a few times, but he didn't see him being honest, so he had to give up.Her father had a son in the middle age, and his mother left early, so her father loved the young boy very much. He always used the free-range model, saying that boys should be kept at home without wind or rain, and they would be useless in the future.

As soon as the play is over, the scenery and objects on the stage begin to be replaced.

Cheng Linqing turned to look at Cai Xiang and Huo An with a smile, "What do you think of this play?"

Cai Xiang smiled and said, "I used to only come to this garden to listen to Qin opera and Yue opera. I didn't expect that there was a troupe of southern martial arts stationed in this garden. It's rare to see such a good martial arts."

Cheng Linqing narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the stage that was busy preparing for the stage, "If you sing well, you will inevitably have some airs. I heard that Sheng's troupe only sings once a day, and only three operas at a time. There are A popular martial arts student with excellent skills, no matter how much he bids, he will only sing one play, and the finale play is called "Song of Yan."

Cai Xiang said, "Yan Ge?"

He paused, "This name is really elegant."

Cheng Linqing smiled and said, "It's still the name of a person." He thought for a while, "Well, maybe it's not a person, but a ghost."

As soon as these words came out, even Huo An became interested.ghost?A ghost named Yan Ge?

Su Huan and Cheng Hui at the next table also heard it.

Miss Su was so excited that she even acted as a ghost, ahhhh, so exciting.

Cheng Hui also asked her father with great interest, "There is still this play? Dad, I have never heard of it before. Tell me quickly, what's going on."

Cheng Linqing watched everyone's appetites whetted with satisfaction, and spread his hands leisurely, "I'm a rough man, how can I tell a story, I'll know after watching the play."

Cheng Hui glared at her father angrily.Cheng Linqing laughed out loud.

The cricket poked Su Huan's arm, and said in a low voice, "Fourth sister, do you think there are ghosts?"

Su Huan suppressed his excitement, "I don't know, I haven't met them before. But it is said that female ghosts are very beautiful, I don't know how about male ghosts."

Cricket was so frustrated, it was a mistake to ask him about his fourth sister who did not follow the usual path.

Cheng Hui also heard it, took a look at Su Huan, and finally felt that this girl seemed, indeed, not the temperament of ordinary Xiaojiabiyu.

Because they were full of anticipation for the last finale "Yange", when everyone watched the second play, they were more or less engrossed.

Cheng Linqing suddenly asked about Cai Xiang's departure, and Cai Xiang lost his mind on watching the show in an instant. Huo An has also paid special attention to this matter recently, and turned his head to listen attentively.

After watching the first play, Chengcheng lost most of his freshness. At this time, he pestered the cricket to ask about the cricket fight, which made the cricket's face twitch.

Su Huan and Cheng Hui were watching the play, chatting while eating melon seeds, in fact, the prime minister's wife in the play didn't match well, how could she wear purple and blue, it didn't look good, so old-fashioned.

Finally, the long-awaited grand finale, "Song of the Swallow", made its debut.

Everyone was refreshed immediately, those who chatted stopped chatting, those who ate melon seeds vomited the skins of their melon seeds, and those who drank tea put down their teacups.

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Immediately, the drums and gongs were densely packed, and a clear and high-pitched singing voice suddenly sounded, almost like thunder on the ground, piercing the quiet night, Su Huan shuddered, and immediately got goose bumps all over his body.

(End of this chapter)