In the dimly lit theater, bright red lanterns were hung everywhere, making the old decorations inside add a hint of strangeness.
A group of people in suits and leather shoes moved forward carefully.
All of them looked exhausted.
It was the investigation team sent by the Bureau of Spiritual Investigation.
The leader was a bald, middle-aged man who acted calmly.
However, just like his teammates behind him, his face was filled with fatigue.
"Old Liu, we've been here for two whole days, why can't we get out?”
"Yeah, I really can't hold on for two days without eating or drinking.”
"Plop!"
As he spoke, one of his companions fell to the ground and fainted.
They had been ordered to investigate the haunted theater, but they had encountered a mysterious ghost. Ordinary means could not crack it, and they had been trapped for two days and two nights!
"Everyone, hold on."
" We've lost contact for two days," Old Liu said." The bureau must have sent someone to support us. We just have to wait until then."
When we get out, I'll treat everyone to mutton hotpot!”
"Alright, Old Liu, you said it.”
"When the time comes, I'll eat ten plates of tripe and eat up all your prize money," said a female team member with a smile.”
"Yes, yes, yes. I want to eat shrimp slip!"
"And me, I eat fat beef like it's rice!”
“……”
"No problem, everyone can eat whatever you want!" Old Liu grinned.”
"Hahahaha!"
This future mutton hotpot improved the atmosphere, and everyone was filled with confidence again.
However, it was also at this moment that a loud and clear voice suddenly sounded in the originally silent theater.
"Ever since I followed the king to the east and west…I only caused the people to be trapped!”
"What…what is this?"
"Someone is singing."
One of the team members said," I know a little about folk arts. This song is a classic of Peking opera, Farewell My Concubine!"”
As they spoke, the singing continued.
"Several generals in the Han camp have been picked up with their spears…Order the soldiers to return to their tents!”
This voice was sonorous and powerful, deep and long.
It was singing the King's Jingjiao.
"You sang really well!"
As the team member spoke, he actually started singing in a low voice.
"Little Zhang, stop singing. Let's quickly think of a way to get out!”
Xiao Zhang ignored him and continued to sing. He even raised his voice, completely immersed in it.
It was as if he was the performer standing on the stage.
"Something's wrong!"
Old Liu realized the seriousness of the situation and said,""Everyone, be careful. The sound of this opera can confuse people's minds. Cover your ears and don't listen!”
However, just as he finished speaking, another team member started singing.
Little Zhang had liked folk arts since he was young and had studied it before. It was not surprising that he could sing.
However, this team member hated opera the most. He thought that it was something only the elderly could listen to.
But now, not only did he sing along, he sang it perfectly.
If an expert were to hear this, he would definitely address him as Sir!
"Damn it!"
Old Liu cursed and raised his hand to slap the faces of two team members."Wake up, wake up!"
However, it was useless. The two of them were still present, and under the influence, a third person appeared to sing along.
The fourth, the fifth…
Within a few minutes, the nine members of the team, except for Old Liu, all sang in unison!
Even the person who had fainted from exhaustion earlier could not escape!
Their eyes were empty, but their movements were uniform. Their pronunciation was standard, and their voices were loud. They were no different from the Peking opera masters.
It was as if all the Peking opera masters were present, but they were just borrowing their mouths to use!
The voices of these people became louder and louder. They did not even realize that their throats were injured and blood was flowing from the corners of their mouths.
"Bang!"
As he sang, a muffled sound rang out as Xiao Zhang's throat exploded. Blood splattered everywhere as a large hole appeared on his neck. With a plop, he fell into a pool of blood.
"Bang bang bang!"
The sound of flesh and blood exploding rang out continuously. All the members of the opera team had their throats ruptured, their internal organs damaged, and they died bleeding from their seven orifices. It was extremely miserable!
"Little Zhang!"
"Old Hu!"
“……”
Old Liu watched helplessly as his former comrades fell one by one in front of him. His eyes were red, but he could do nothing.
Slowly, he realized that he could no longer control himself. He steeled his heart and directly stabbed a dagger into his mouth, cutting off his tongue. Blood flowed everywhere.
Old Liu's expression was extremely ferocious in the midst of the pain.
However, he had no other choice. Now, he had to either cut off his own tongue or die from acting!
However, what he didn't expect was that after his tongue was cut off, he didn't sing along with the actors, but his body gradually didn't belong to him!
Old Liu aimed the dagger at his own throat!
He struggled desperately to resist, but it was completely useless.
In the end, they were all annihilated!
This was already a few hours ago.
……
Li Xiushan and Fatty Wang walked into the theater one after the other.
However, just as they crossed the threshold, the surrounding scene changed!
Logically speaking, Sanping Theater had just been renovated not long ago. The inside should be brand new like the outside.
But now, it was as if they were in the last century. Everything around them was old and full of age.
"Aiya!"
" It's a pity." Li Xiushan shook his head and sighed." Those young people couldn't hold on any longer before I came to Tianhai City."”
"Can't hold on anymore? You mean…"
Fatty Wang smelled the smell of blood in front of him. He hurriedly took out his flashlight and walked forward.
Within a few minutes, the narrow corridor with red lanterns hanging on both sides was filled with corpses.
They were all from the Bureau of Spiritual Investigation!
Their bodies were shattered, and blood flowed out of their seven orifices. They died tragically!
Especially Old Liu. From the traces of the corpse, he had personally pierced his throat and gouged out his heart!
"Old Liu!"
Fatty Wang shouted as he stepped forward.
Although he was sad, he was already used to it. After all, it was common for colleagues who were chatting and bragging with him one day to die the next.
“……”
Fatty Wang used his hand to help his teammates close their eyes one by one, then said,"Holy monk, if you encounter any evil spirits later, leave them all to me, Old Wang! I want to avenge my brothers with my own hands!"
"The strength to pull up the mountain is peerless, the time is not favorable, the horse will not run away…"
As soon as he finished speaking, the loud sound of an opera suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Damn it, you really dare to come out? I'll find you and shoot you!”
Fatty Wang cursed as he took out the revolver at his waist.
He continued," Xizi, where are you hiding…What can you do if your steed can't run away? What can you do?!"”
"I…why am I singing?"
Halfway through his words, Fatty Wang realized that his mouth was actually out of control!
Not only that, the pistol in his hand was also aimed at Li Xiushan beside him.
The black muzzle of the gun was aimed at Li Xiushan's forehead. Fatty Wang's finger was pressed on the trigger, ready to pull it at any moment.
"Eh ~"
"Benefactor Wang, why are you pointing your gun at me?" Li Xiushan raised his eyebrows.”
"Saint…Monk, I can't control myself, quickly…quickly dodge!”
Fatty Wang bit his tongue and used the pain to wake up a little. He used all his strength to say to Li Xiushan,"Quick…dodge!"
Due to his resistance, his arm that was holding the revolver kept trembling, but in the end, he still fired.
"Bang!"
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