Robluc was born in the Great Sea Route and had received government training since he was a child. He joined CP9 at the age of 13.
It was known as the strongest killing weapon in the history of CP9.
He was regarded as the strongest person in the 800 years of "CP9"!
His mastery of the Navy Six Styles had reached a very profound level.
And now, all his memories of shaving belonged to Lin Yi.
First of the Six Forms.
In an instant, he could step on the ground at high speed for dozens of times to generate an explosive reaction force to move at high speed. From the enemy's point of view, it was as if he had disappeared in an instant.
Tsk tsk!
"If I had known that I could get something good with melon seed husks, I wouldn't have used Ninth Uncle's talismans every day. It's such a waste!”
Lin Yi was filled with regret.
A Nine Uncle Talisman was worth 10 exchange points!
If you add up, I've lost 100 million!
Lin Yi was filled with frustration. He picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea to suppress the fire in his heart.
At this moment, a good show began.
Playing on the stage, people began to gather backstage.
"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. It's fine as long as I don't do anything stupid in the future.”
He grabbed a handful of melon seeds and munched on them while watching the show.
……
Clang! Clang! Clang!
A character wearing a black suit and holding a steel knife appeared backstage.
"The person above is Ximen Qing?"
"That's right!"
"Could it be Wu Song downstairs?"
"Yes, I, Wu Song, am here!"
The song was about Lion's Restaurant, and it was about Wu Song's rage to kill Ximen Qing after he found out that his big brother was killed by Ximen Qing.
When he found out that Ximen Qing was at Lion Restaurant, he barged in alone.
On the stage, Ximen Qing and Wu Song were fighting. A steel knife was swinging and making rustling sounds as it was exchanged between Wu Song and Ximen Qing.
The two of them somersaulted back and forth. They flipped forward and backward continuously, tossing and turning. They were clean and agile. After they were done, they did not even gasp for breath.
The table was kicked over. Wu Song and Xi Men Qing jumped onto the table leg. The two of them stood firmly on the table leg and continued to fight.
One minute on stage was equivalent to ten years of practice off stage. This was a virgin technique that had been practiced since childhood. Ordinary people would definitely not be able to come.
At this time, the troupe all had kung fu. A troupe traveled all over the country all year round, looking for a place to perform, and changing places after a shot. It was inevitable that they would encounter trouble on the way. If they did not have some real kung fu, they really could not handle it.
The audience was filled with people. They couldn't help but cheer when they saw this wonderful martial arts show.
There was no pop music in this day and age. No, the pop music in this day and age was drama. Having a troupe in the theater was like holding a concert.
More than half of the townspeople had come over, and their cheers could even flip the roof over.
"I want your life!"
Clang!
A crisp sound suddenly rang out on the stage.
The knife in Wu Song's hand suddenly bounced off.
Originally, Ximen Qing was already bent over, waiting for Wu Song to chop off his head. This scene would be over.
However, when he swung his saber, it seemed to be blocked by something in the middle and the saber bounced back.
Lin Yi was munching on melon seeds. He saw this scene clearly and immediately raised his eyebrows.
"Hmm?"
There was a problem!
Xi Men Qing was surprised for a moment, but he was experienced. He changed his pose and glared at Wu Song.
"Cut off my head!"
"Ah! Oh!"
Wu Songren was still in a daze. He did not understand why his saber could not cut down. There was clearly nothing.
Swoosh!
Wu Song swung his saber and slashed down.
However, this time, Wu Song was horrified to find that his arm seemed to have been grabbed by an invisible hand, and he couldn't even move his entire body!
Lin Yi, who was below the stage, narrowed his eyes slightly. He guessed something and took out a grapefruit leaf from his storage bracelet and pasted it on his eyelids.
"Heaven and earth are clear, Yin and Yang are clear, open my eyes, Yin and Yang are clear!”
Logically speaking, with so many people sitting in the theater and so much Yang qi, ghosts would not dare to come out easily.
In the next second, as Lin Yi opened his eyes, the scene on the stage suddenly changed.
Other than the two living people on the stage, there was also a big-headed ghost with a thin neck!
This big-headed ghost was dressed in a funny red floral dress. His head was as big as the birthday boy, and there was a tuft of black hair on top!
It looked very funny.
He was currently grabbing onto Wu Song and Xi Men Qing's arms with one hand, making them unable to move.
"It's really haunted! But it was strange! With so many people gathered here, they actually couldn't suppress the Yin Qi in the theater!”
"Why is there so much Yin Qi in this theater?”
Lin Yi was puzzled as he flicked his right finger.
A golden exorcism spell instantly flew out.
On the stage, the big-headed ghost with the thin neck had a wicked smile on his face. Seeing Wu Song and Ximen Qing's anxious expressions, he became even happier.
At this moment, a golden light flew over and hit the big-headed ghost.
Aiyo!
The big-headed ghost screamed and flew out.
Wu Song and Xi Men Qing felt as if a golden light had flown over, and then they regained control of their bodies.
"Hurry up and shave your head!"
Wu Song's expression turned serious as he swung his saber down. Ximen Qing reacted quickly and fell to the ground.
The accompaniment at the side hurriedly gave some instructions and beat the drums and gongs.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
"Good!"
The audience cheered in unison.
Ximen Qing was finally dead. This bastard really deserved to be killed!
None of the commoners below the stage had noticed the abnormality on the stage just now, but Ximen Qing and Wu Song knew very well that something had definitely gone wrong.
The two of them retreated backstage with strange expressions on their faces.
The troupe master came forward to welcome them.
"Ah Jia, you acted well just now, but what happened in the end?”
Xi Men Qing, who was called Ah Jia, frowned.
"I bumped into something on the stage just now.”
They didn't talk about people in the day or ghosts at night, especially in the troupe. They often pretended to be ghosts and villains. It was inevitable that they would encounter some strange and evil things, so they believed in this more.
That was why there was such a rule in the troupe.
Xi Men Qing didn't say that he had bumped into a ghost, but he said that he had bumped into something.
The troupe leader's expression changed immediately.
He knew what the other party was talking about.
Every time the troupe went to a place to perform, they would specially put on a ghost show for the ghosts to see.
There was a play called the White Tiger Sacrifice, which was also the opening play.
The act of offering the white tiger was only for show. No matter if it was the front desk or backstage, no one could make a sound.
The two horns played the roles of the God of Wealth and the White Tiger respectively.
The God of Wealth had a black face and wore a black four-colored coat and red pants. He was dressed in a black robe and a red robe as described in the ancient book.
The white tiger wore tiger clothes, a mask, and was barefooted. After the actors were dressed, people had to avoid them.
The firecrackers on the stage signified the opening. The God of Wealth began to jump on the stage and step on every corner of the stage to expel the evil spirit.
Then, the God of Wealth went to sleep. When he woke up, the tiger was gone. The God of Wealth jumped onto the table, looking like a tiger on a mountain.
At this moment, Tiger came on stage and took off the raw pork hanging on the stage. He put it close to the mask to show that he had eaten the pork and threw the pork under the table.
The God of Wealth jumped down and fought with the white tiger for a while, then rode on the tiger's back and wrapped the chain around the tiger's mouth, indicating that the tiger could not open its mouth to hurt humans and animals.
The God of Wealth rode the tiger off the stage. The actors removed their makeup at the Tiger Gate and returned to their mortal identities before returning backstage.
When the gongs and drums stopped, the troupe members shouted in unison, indicating that they could speak after the taboo was lifted.
White represented feminine, rebellious, impure, and unlucky in plays.
The common people believed that the white tiger was an ominous star. Once it woke up, it would open its mouth to hurt people.
This was also the reason why the actors performing the white tiger must not speak before the ceremony was completed once they put on the mask.
The God of Wealth subdued the white tiger and left, symbolizing the dispelling of evil and bad luck here.
This was the rule left behind by the ancestor!
At the same time, the troupe would also worship Patriarch Huaguang to exorcise evil spirits and suppress villains!
But he had prepared everything, so why did he still bump into something?
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