A mother-daughter battle for a role.
It wasn't the first time, but presumably it was the last.
"Village chief." Afterwards, Ning Ning grabbed the village chief and asked, "What kind of role is the landlord?"
Mom seems to have a plan, 80% knows how to act, what to act, she doesn't know, she can only ask someone who knows.
"Didn't I tell you before?" The village chief said with a friendly face, "You just need to sit and watch, and you don't need to do anything else."
"… I see, thank you."
This is just his opinion. The best landlord in his mind is a motionless wooden man.
Ningning went on to ask others, asking everyone who might know the answer, but everyone gave her a different answer, some said it was unsmiling, some said it was like a flower, and some said it was difficult for mortals to get close.
Suddenly a familiar voice asked her, "Why didn't you ask me?"
Ning Ning turned around and saw Pei Xuan standing behind her.
"Didn't you just go back to the village?" Ning Ning smiled at him, "You are like me, you don't know anything."
"No, I know." Pei Xuan suddenly stepped forward and forced Ning Ning into the narrow alley behind him.
Ning Ning just retreated in a conditioned reflex. When he found out that he had retreated into the alley, he was immediately startled and wanted to move forward, but Pei Xuan was blocked at the door and couldn't get out. He simply turned around and ran. After two steps, a voice came from behind: "... The name of this film is "A Chinese Ghost Story"."
Ning Ning took a step.
She turned her head slowly and saw that "Pei Xuan" suddenly gave her a relieved smile and said, "I'm Wen Yu."
Half an hour later, in the fields near the village.
Rapeseed flowers bloomed all over the mountains and fields, golden yellow spread from underfoot to all directions, and when the wind blew, the golden waves rolled. There was a young man sitting inside, with an easel in front of him, and the brush in his hand smeared a golden yellow on the paper.
Ning Ning and Pei Xuan strolled by the rapeseed field.
"I came here a month ago, and I became like this when I came." Wen Yu sighed, touched her face, and said with a gloomy expression, "Can I change back?"
... Looking at his decadent and sluggish appearance, Ning Ning estimated that Pei Xuan's hair was not white at first, but he was so worried that his temples turned white during this month.
"Of course." Ning Ning briefly told him about the movie theater of his life and the current situation of each other, and finally concluded, "As long as this movie is over, the two of us can go back."
"When will the movie end?" Wen Yu looked at her expectantly. To him, Pei Xuan was one of the five evils that could be tied with mice and cockroaches. No one would be willing to cross into one of the five evils, right
"When the protagonist died... that's not right!" Ning Ning suddenly found a strange situation. She was stunned for a long time before muttering, "My grandfather is dead now."
There was a chill on both of them, and even the warm sun could not dispel them.
"Are you sure?" Wen Yu asked.
"...I heard what my grandma said. She said that my grandfather died of illness very early, and she was a father and a mother to pull my mother up." Ning Ning hesitated, "It's true or not, only my grandma Got it... By the way, what about you, what are you doing here?"
"Pei Xuan is collecting news about the Cinema of Life." Wen Yuyu was not astonished and died endlessly, "Not only he, but also a lot of people, a group of people, collected over a few years, and finally all the clues point to here."
After finishing speaking, he took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket and showed her: "Look, this is Pei Xuanding's plan. When I first wore it a month ago, he just wrote half of it."
Ning Ning opened the piece of paper and took a look.
One: Prepare to change laundry pants, mountaineering equipment, money, mosquito coils, cooling oil, new mosquito nets…
Why are there so many mosquito repellants, and how afraid of mosquitoes are you, Pei Xuan
Two: Go to Lao Wang's house to get a fake certificate.
Cunning but Pei Xuan, he was already prepared, even if the village chief checked his ID card, he would probably not reveal his flaws.
Three: Buy tickets on the 7th, arrive at the village on the 8th, bring a mask to meet the village chief, claim to be Li Shuisheng's son, and ask to participate in the Nuo dance sacrifice.
Four…
No more after four.
"Li Xuan! Li Xuan!" In the distance, a man wearing a mask walked towards them, cursing, "Didn't I tell you to come over and learn dance with me at eight in the morning, not sincere! No perseverance! Just know how to pick up girls! "
Wen Yu glanced at him, turned back and said to Ning Ning, "I'll go with him first. Uncle Tie is an old man in the village and knows a lot. I want to ask him something, and I'll come back to you later."
"Okay." Ning Ning glanced at the time on the phone, "Then I'll wait for you here at six o'clock in the evening."
When the people left, she suddenly regretted it and thought, "Why do you have to wait until six o'clock? Anyway, I have nothing to do now, just wandering around, why don't I go with him, and you can also ask Uncle Tie, he It's the old man in the village, he must know about the landlord."
Thinking of this, Ning Ning hurriedly raised her feet and walked towards the village.
Compared with usual, today's village is lively and crowded, Ning Ning passes people from time to time, and the only way to tell whether they are villagers or returning home people seems to be masks.
I don't know what order the village chief issued at the banquet last night after she came home drunk.
Since this morning, the streets have been filled with people in masks.
The representatives of various surnames wear ancient masks passed down from generation to generation, with exquisite workmanship and colorful colors, or gods, ghosts or beasts. In addition, there are some people wearing exactly the same masks, yin and yang masks without faces and facial features, on the left The face is black and the right side of the face is white.
Masked people, ordinary people, masked people, ordinary people, Ning Ning stood in the middle of the road and let them pass by him. Suddenly, it seemed that he had returned to the day he came out of the cinema after "Fee Evasion" ended. Looking at it, the last boundary between the cinema and the world, between masked people and ordinary people, has been lost.
"Where's your mask?"
Ning Ning turned her head and froze for a moment: "Is it you?"
It was the masked brother who led the way for the three of them in the wilderness on the day she first came to the village.
Wearing a hideous mask with fangs on his face, he stood at the entrance of an alley and waved to her.
Ning Ning walked over to him and said to him, "Thank you last time."
He smiled and shook his head, then asked, "Where's your mask?"
Why does he care so much about this? Ning Ning replied, "I can't find it."
"Can't find it?" Tsing Yi smiled, "Do you want me to tell you where you lost it?"
Ning Ning raised her eyebrows: "How do you know where you are?"
"Because I lost it." He raised a finger and shrugged at her, indescribably affectionate, "I accidentally broke the mask, don't tell anyone."
... Judging from the importance attached by the village chief and the villagers to the Ning family and the ancestor worship ceremony, if this person broke the mask, he would be hanged from a tree and smoked.
"Okay, I won't tell anyone." Ning Ning rolled her eyes, "But you have to tell me about the landlord."
"What?" The little brother in Tsing Yi laughed again. His laughter was very clear and pleasant. It seemed that he was born to laugh. It made people think that if he raised his hand and took off his mask, he would definitely see two cute dimples, "The village chief did not tell you?"
"Tell me." Ning Ning pretended to be the village chief, holding a stick on his back, and said in an old-fashioned manner, "Ahem, didn't I tell you before? You just need to sit and watch, and you don't need to do anything else."
The little brother in Tsing Yi burst out laughing, and he smiled back and forth. It seemed that his smile was really low: "Yes, yes, he also told me the same."
Ning Ning looked at him suspiciously: "Huh? Why did the village chief say this to you?"
The little brother in Tsing Yi blinked: "Do you know Ah Tie?"
"I know." Ningning nodded, then suddenly, "You mean..."
"When the Li family was away, A Tie danced for them." The younger brother in Tsing Yi said with a smile, "The same goes for the Ning family."
Ning Ning looked at him up and down: "Did you dance for the Ning family?"
"Yeah." The little brother in Tsing Yi shrugged, "But I don't like to dance as the village chief said, so he hates me a lot, and everyone else hates me too, except when the Nuo dance starts, it has to circle around me, I usually detour when I see me, and even pretend not to see me."
No wonder, when Ningning followed him into the village, the others turned a blind eye to him.
"Off topic, off topic." Tsing Yi shook his head and smiled, "Why are you talking about the village chief, you want to ask me about the landlord?"
"...Oh yes." Ningning came back to her senses, "Tell me about the landlord."
The little brother in Tsing Yi smiled, "What do you want to know?"
Ning Ning's heart skipped a beat, he really knew.
If this village is counted as a movie theater, the group of people who are returning home are the people who are queuing up outside to buy tickets. They only know that there will be a movie soon, but whether it is a children's movie, a horror movie, or a romance movie, they I don't know at all.
The local people in the village are divided into two types. Those who wear yin and yang masks are those who have already entered the ticket. Although the movie has not yet started, they have already sat in the auditorium and know the name of the movie and the names of the leading actors.
Finally, there are representatives of various surnames. They are the people who made the movie, and they are also the protagonists and supporting roles in the movie. They know the inside story, but they refuse to tell her.
But now there is someone who will tell her!
Just look at the mask on his face! Not a yin and yang mask, but a hideous mask, this guy belongs to the last category—the representative of a certain surname! If not, most of them are their descendants.
"I'm going to play the landlord soon." Ning Ning said to him, "but I don't know what the landlord should be like. Everyone in the village talks differently."
"Let's think about it..." Tsing Yi pondered for a moment, then smiled meaningfully at her, "The premise of becoming a landlord—you have to be a person first."
Ning Ning was stunned.
"Daughter of the Ning family!"
The village chief's voice came from behind her, and she turned her head for less than a second. When she turned her head again, the little brother in Tsing Yi was gone.
"I found you." The village chief walked over with a cane, "Can't you find the mask at your house? I asked the carpenter from the next village to come over and make one first, so as not to miss the ancestor worship ceremony... What's the matter with you? Who are you looking for?"
Ning Ning opened his mouth and was about to ask him about the little brother in Tsing Yi... Wait a minute.
… He said that the people in the village turned a blind eye to him, right? Not only the people in the village said they couldn't see him, she remembered that when she asked her grandmother, she also said that she couldn't see him.
"...It's nothing." Ning Ning finally glanced at the direction in which Brother Qingyi disappeared, swallowed the words, and said to the village chief, "Let's go."
Back at home, the carpenter who made the mask had been waiting for a long time. When he saw the village chief come in, he greeted him with a smile, holding a wooden box in both hands: "Village chief, it's done, what do you think?"
Ningning looked down at the mask in his box and was stunned.
Fangs on all sides, ferocious and terrifying.
—Isn’t this the mask on the face of the little brother in Tsing Yi
Celebrities afternoon tea time
Ah Xia: Let's use this theme for today's tea party - how to make a little angel fall in love, instead of continuing to shine with the Buddha's light and seeing him become a monk. . .
Brother Stone: Brother's woman. .
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