"Aiyo! It hurts!"
The thin-necked big-headed ghost sat up from the corner while groaning. His body ached as if it was about to fall apart.
He had never expected that he would suddenly be sent flying while he was having fun on the stage.
If he had not been an old ghost for hundreds of years and his soul had not solidified, that attack just now would have scattered his soul.
The good show on the stage came one after another. After the Lion's Restaurant was finished, it changed to another show.
This was the characteristic of a small opera troupe. They did not sing a set of songs, but they only performed in the most famous and classic places.
He didn't say whether it was good or not, but he had to work hard!
This way, everyone would be willing to buy tickets.
"Who hit me just now?"
The thin-necked big-headed ghost carefully looked below the stage and finally saw a very different person.
Although this person was dressed plainly, his temperament could not be concealed. He was very out of place with the people around him.
"Could it be him?"
The big-headed ghost scratched his head in confusion. At this moment, Lin Yi also looked at him.
The human and ghost looked at each other.
His bright and spirited eyes carried a hint of mockery. Looking at it, Big Head let out a cry of surprise and turned into a ball of ghost fog before drilling into the ground.
tui~
Lin Yi spat out the melon seed skin.
"He's still a coward. Other than being mischievous, he's nothing else!”
"Wait!"
Lin Yi, who was munching on melon seeds, suddenly thought of something and was slightly stunned.
Why did the scene just now feel so familiar?
"F * ck, this thin-necked big-headed ghost! I remember now!"
Fang Shu 'an, ah pui, it's' Scaring Ghosts'!
Lin Yi had watched this movie a few times, but the Ninth Uncle in this movie wasn't very powerful, so Lin Yi didn't have a deep impression of him.
In the theater, Wu Song and Ximen Qing, the mischievous big-headed ghosts!
It matched!
No wonder the Yin Qi in the theater was so heavy. That big-headed ghost was so timid that he would dig underground after being looked at by him.
There were two ghosts under the stage of the theater. One was extremely ferocious, and the other was the guy from earlier, as timid as a mouse.
He was so timid that he didn't even know how to harm people. He only dared to prank others.
When he went to scare people, he was so scared that he almost peed his pants. That was why the movie was named, Scaring the Ghost!
"Right! I haven't asked yet. System, do you accept ghosts?”
Lin Yi's eyes suddenly lit up as he asked the system in his heart.
Why didn't he think of this before?
Ghosts and zombies could also be traded, right?
The System replied," I accept. The price depends on your strength."”
"Alright!"
Lin Yi sipped his tea happily and looked down the stage with even brighter eyes.
There were two ghosts here. The unlucky one could be sent to reincarnate. As for the evil ghost, why would he reincarnate? He could go and be a ghost slave.
It was decided!
……
A few hours later, tonight's scenes came to an end.
Although there was a small problem midway, today's first day of the competition could be considered a good start!
The class master also heaved a sigh of relief.
Jiayuan Troupe had gained a reputation in the town, and the tickets for the next few days were naturally selling well.
The reason why the people in the troupe gathered together was for three meals and a night. They wanted to earn some money to live well in the future.
If you don't earn money, who will follow you?
As the head of the troupe, he had to consider the entire troupe. If he messed up today, not only would he have worked for nothing, but the reputation of the troupe would also be gone.
Then how could he survive in the future!
Therefore, every time the competition started, the class master was under a lot of pressure.
"Uncle Sheng, what do you think we should do about tonight's matter? Should we prepare to write offerings and pay our respects?”
The head of the troupe found the old man in the troupe, Uncle Sheng.
Uncle Sheng was also a character when he was young. He had traveled extensively and seen countless evil things. He was very experienced in dealing with such matters.
Therefore, the class master came over.
Uncle Sheng had a head full of white hair. He had practiced martial arts when he was young and had taken good care of himself. He did not look old now.
Hearing the class master's question, he pondered for a moment.
"I think we shouldn't act rashly. We'll see if there's any sir in the town tomorrow morning. Please come over and take a look at the situation.”
The class leader nodded. He felt that Uncle Sheng's suggestion was not bad and was very stable.
Professional things had to be done by professionals.
What if they made a mistake? It wouldn't be good if he caused other trouble.
"Alright, I'll listen to you!"
At this moment, a person came in through the curtain.
"Master, Uncle Sheng!"
"Yes! Little Liu, what's wrong?"
The class leader asked in puzzlement.
After the performance was over, they removed their makeup and tidied up their things. Almost everyone in the troupe had dispersed. Those who should eat went to eat, and those who went to have fun went to have fun. Why was there still someone coming to look for them?
"Master, there's a young man outside saying that our stage isn't clean and asking if we need to clean it up.”
Xiao Liuzi was still young and an apprentice.
Therefore, after the show ended, the others went out to play. Naturally, they would not bring a little wimp along.
"Not clean? Clean it up?"
The class leader and Uncle Sheng looked at each other and immediately understood.
When the other party said that it was not clean, he did not mean it on the surface. He meant that the stage was haunted!
A smile immediately appeared on the class leader's face.
"Speak of the devil. I was just talking about it, and he appeared on his own. Uncle Sheng, let's go out and take a look.”
Uncle Sheng nodded and followed the class leader out of the backstage.
At this moment, all the benches in the theater had been taken away. However, because Lin Yi did not leave, only his table and chair were left.
The food on the table was almost finished, leaving only a table of dried peels.
After the class leader and Uncle Sheng came over, they raised their eyebrows when they saw Lin Yi drinking tea with an indifferent expression.
Because Lin Yi was too young!
Lin Yi had a baby face. Although he was eighteen, he looked like a teenager.
Such a young child could exorcise ghosts and subdue demons?
"Young master, I am the head of the Jia Yuan Troupe. Are you looking for me?”
The class master came to Lin Yi's table and smiled politely.
These days, actors belonged to the lower nine sects. Their status was not high, so they naturally greeted everyone with a smile.
Lin Yi smiled and saw Uncle Feng behind the class leader.
Although they were played by the same person, it seemed that they had been influenced by the assimilation of the world. This Uncle Sheng and Ninth Uncle only looked a little similar.
That's right, I'm looking for you. This theater isn't clean. Just now, there was a big head up there causing trouble. Although I chased him out, the Yin energy in this theater is very heavy. If I don't clear my emotions, I'm afraid there will be trouble.
When the class master and Uncle Sheng heard this, their hearts tightened.
Their troupe came here to make money.
They had already spent a lot of money on travel expenses, food, and lodging along the way. If they did not earn enough money to go to the next place, the troupe would probably disband.
But if the theater was haunted, how could they start the opera?
The class master cupped his hands and bowed to Lin Yi respectfully.
"Young master, please help us! If you have any conditions, just state them! As long as we can do it, we will do our best!”
Lin Yi smiled and waved his hand.
"There's no need to call me Young Master. I'm just an ordinary person. Just call me Lin Yi. As for me making a move, that's no problem. I need to prepare some things.”
When they heard the words 'opening the forum and doing the ceremony', the class leader and Uncle Sheng knew that they had found the right person.
The class leader and Uncle Sheng looked at each other and asked with a smile.
"Then I wonder what the remuneration is for Mister Lin's help?”
Dao could not be easily spread, and ghost hunting could not be free!
There was a cause and effect relationship between them.
You pay, I catch the ghost. We'll make a fair deal.
If I fail to catch the ghost and die, it has nothing to do with you.
If you successfully catch the ghost, I'll take the money to eat and live, and you'll continue to live.
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