After studying in the evening, Qiu Keke came to ask her what she wanted the photo to do.
Ning Meng told a lie, and she didn't care too much.
Since it can be determined that the girl in this photo lost her soul to the paper man, the girl in the cafeteria must be also on the paper man.
She originally wanted to go see it again, but after thinking about it, she gave it up.
On the one hand, they are courageous, and on the other hand, there is no way to protect them. If you go, it is useless. It is better not to go and think carefully here.
It was just that Ning Meng had learned some truth, and couldn't help it, and began to ask Qiu Keke to inquire about those people in the auditorium.
Qiu Keke's news was mostly true, and he gave her the answer the next afternoon.
"When a friend of mine went to the auditorium today, he heard that there was a quarrel inside, so he didn't go in, but the content of the quarrel and the few people in it can be seen clearly."
quarrel? Ning Meng frowned, "What is the fight?"
Qiu Keke thought for a while, and said, "He seems to be saying that two adults in the shadow puppet theater are scolding the young boy, and the one who looks at the one who stays up too late and instructs him to do this and that."
Shadow puppet troupes have started to do such terrible things, there will be contradictions in them
She continued to say: "Later he saw that old grandfather came out and took the boy away. Although the others were scolding, they didn't stop him."
Qiu Keke got such news.
Ning Meng was caught in a vicious circle of thinking.
The shadow puppet troupe must have been doing this kind of thing early in the morning. Whether it was done by one person, by two people, or by a whole group of people is still a question.
Why do you want to get people's souls over? Is it because they are running for the paper people
She has never figured out this question. What do they want to do when they make shadow puppets? It's not a profitable job, and it hurts their morality.
Looking at her thinking, Qiu Keke leaned forward and asked, "What are you asking for? Are you interested in them?"
Ning Meng explained, "I think they are weird..."
Qiu Keke said: "Strange? Speaking of this, I remembered. He also said that the young man seemed to hate other people so much that he would always get retribution when he was scolded and beaten."
She shrugged her shoulders and spread her hands. "There is no such thing as retribution these days, so many bad guys are still at large, so I feel comfortable."
"Yes..." Ning Meng answered her words, lost in thought
The system suddenly came up and said: "Retribution is real. When a person's resentment reaches a certain level, it will affect the person he resents. If it is a little bit unlucky, it will be dead."
Ning Meng was not in the mood to discuss retribution with it.
There are too many secrets in this shadow puppet theater. She is still at a loss, and she has become so weak that day, it makes her feel that it is best not to touch it.
Thinking of this, she looked back over there.
Shi Qi was reading a book, her lips were pursed, her fingers were elegant when she ran over the book, and her slightly messy hair covered her ears. It was as expensive as a medieval nobleman.
Ning Meng suddenly sighed, "The grandson is so beautiful."
The system said: "What you said is right."
At six o'clock in the evening, Chen Yan came to the classroom.
She explained one by one: "Don't squeeze in later. First, watch the first ten classes. It will take about an hour, not long. You will finish reading it soon. Remember to write your thoughts at night."
Compared with self-study last night, naturally more people are willing to go to the shadow puppet show.
When she announced that she could go, the classmates in the classroom were all in twos and threes.
It was still light, and the students in the first few classes of high school were already preparing to enter the auditorium.
In all fairness, Ning Meng was a bit repulsive there.
She obediently nestled on Shiqi's edge.
The auditorium is too terrible, or he is safer by his side, and if a piece of talisman is fixed, those paper people must not dare to come over.
Shi Qi didn't speak either, and walked around the teaching building unhurriedly.
His legs are long, and one step can reach Ning Meng in two steps, and she has to slow down to keep her up, but she didn't notice her face, she was so nervous.
Ning Meng was still chatting with the system, "Will I be taken away by the paper men in the auditorium? They all want to scare me."
The system thought for a while, and hit and said: "Maybe it's because you don't look good, you don't scare others when you look at them."
Ning Meng said: "Trash system."
She ignored the system, grabbed the corner of Shiqi's school uniform, and secretly said: "Shiqi, if a paper man survives, you can fix it!"
Seeing her nervously, Shi Qi suddenly wanted to laugh, Yu Guang saw her slender white hand pinching the corner of her clothes, paused, and replied, "Okay, don't run around."
How dare Ning Meng run around? She nodded and said, "If you don't run or run, I will sit next to you tonight."
A group of people filed into the auditorium and found their seats.
The school has arranged seats for a long time, and the positions of each class are arranged. Of course, the first grade of senior middle school is at the forefront, behind the leadership seat.
But this time the performance, the leaders did not watch, it was them in the first row.
Ning Meng was only two meters away from the stage, and it was clear from above that there was nothing left now, and the curtain was also pulled.
But she was nervous inexplicably, always feeling that something was going to happen.
When everyone was there, the lights on the seat were all blacked out, only the faint light on the stage was not bright.
The curtain was pulled apart, and then a large curtain was put up, with nothing on it, it was said that it was transparent and opaque.
As time passed, a group of people also appeared behind the curtain.
Ning Meng sat up straight, and secretly squeezed Shi Qi's arm. She was afraid that the paper man would suddenly come down and grab her.
Shi Qi turned his head and looked down at her: "Don't be nervous."
Ning Meng looked at him: "I'm not nervous."
Shi Qi: "..."
He felt that the sleeves of his school uniform were all crumpled. Seeing her sullen face and pursing her rosy lips, the emotions on her white face were unobstructed.
Shi Qi did not speak any more and turned to look towards the stage.
Ning Meng didn't dare to let go.
She can have fun with her mouth, but she still has to keep her own life. She has to keep her image and be safe.
When it was seven o'clock, the entire auditorium suddenly became quiet.
The stage of the auditorium is based on the performance. It is very large for shadow puppets. A curtain is only half of it. There is also a shadow puppet of the god Erlang in the corner of the curtain.
The old man was supported by the boy, stepped onto the stage, and stopped behind the curtain.
Ning Meng always thought they were a bit weird, especially the words the old man said to her last time, which obviously had a deep meaning.
She never figured out whether the old man refused to let her go because she thought what would happen if she went, or if she noticed a special problem with her physique.
The system had told her a long time ago that because of her physique yin, she was able to possess her body, and it was not prone to rejection, and it was more suitable for her soul.
Why didn't the old man let her go? It was obviously for her good.
As people arrived, the drums gradually became louder, inexplicably uplifting.
Sitting behind the curtain, the old man suddenly sighed in front of the crowded crowd below.
The thin boy shouted anxiously: "Grandpa..."
The old man shook his head, put the shadow puppet on the screen with both hands, the shadow in front of it was revealed, and there was applause from the audience.
Qiu Keke couldn't help but said: "This has been sitting for almost an hour, and I will have to fall asleep if I don't start."
She was sitting on Ning Meng's left hand, and she also brought sugar, one for her, one for Ning Meng, and she enjoyed eating. Sometimes Ning Meng was curious, and she was not afraid of tooth decay even after eating so much sugar.
She asked in a low voice, "Coco, have you been to the auditorium to see the shadow puppet theater."
Qiu Keke replied indifferently: "No, I'm not interested in this. And I wanted to go in once, but I was treated with a bad tone, so I never went in again. Just the guy above, with a bad temper."
With her voice, the drums became stronger and hit people's hearts in bursts.
A sudden babble of singing came from behind the curtain, from the trumpet, and reached the ears of everyone in the entire auditorium.
The sound was strange and obscure.
Ning Meng listened for a while with her ears upright, and she realized that she couldn't understand. She tilted her head and asked Shi Qi, "Do you understand?"
Shi Qi didn't speak, nor shook his head.
Ning Meng could faintly distinguish it. The voice came from the old man's mouth, but it was not weak at all.
The shadow puppets on the curtain moved around, the control of the queen was extremely fast, and the babbled singing walks together to form a scene.
Gradually, Ning Meng became fascinated.
The shadow on the curtain became bigger and filled her eyes, and the whole world seemed to be only the shadow play, and she babbled and sang along.
There was also a slight smile on his face.
At this moment, Ning Meng only felt a sway, water patterns flashed past her eyes, and something was stuffed into her mouth.
Sweet and hard.
She blinked, her heart beating almost out of her chest, turned her head to look at Shi Qi, who was staring at her, "You are attracted."
Under the shadowy shadow, a pair of eyes were reflected dark green.
The voice was low and clear, mixed with the clatter of falling mountain springs, and annoying noises, it was particularly seductive.
Ning Meng's ears shook, and she stared at him for a long while, her loose eyes changed back to their original form, and finally came back to her senses: "What happened to me?"
The singing was too loud, and they were in the first row again, and they couldn't hear clearly.
Shi Qi frowned slightly, raised his eyes to see the brilliance on the stage, and the crowds of figures, lowered his eyes, and turned her face away.
Then he leaned close to her ear and said softly: "You have a hallucination."
Ning Meng opened her eyes wide, tugging at his clothes, there was still a piece of sweetness in her mouth that had just been put in her mouth.
The ears were red, and they flinched from the breath he exhaled.
At that moment, the sound of singing and drums around it suddenly disappeared, disconnected, and became blurred, followed by the sound of time.
Gradually zoomed in and entangled her.
I know she is doing her best.
But I don't want to pierce her.
In other words, I have the ability to make her brave.
-"The Little Diary Book that Shi Qi Secretly Hidden"