It was Wuxin. After having a big meal in the village, he came to look for Su Qingyu.
His mouth was full of blood foam and there were still pieces of flesh left on his fingers.
The old black dog was barking frantically at Wuxin's position.
Wuxin just looked at the black dog with his dark eyes, and the black dog immediately tucked its tail between its legs, whimpered, and hid at Su Qingyu's feet.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Su Qingyu touched the dog's head.
Then, Su Qingyu handed Wuxin a napkin and asked him to wipe his mouth and hands clean, otherwise the flesh and blood would rot and emit a bad stench.
"Don't do evil." Shen Sinian covered his nose with his fingers. "He is your contract monster. You have to restrain his behavior. If he accidentally breaks the taboos of the village, it will implicate both of us."
Su Qingyu nodded slightly: "I know my limits."
After lighting incense and offering tributes, the ancestral hall came to peace.
Su Qingyu checked the ancestral hall. The corner of the pond was covered with dust and cobwebs. Under the inverted tablet, she found a pair of old theater tickets and half a curled red paper.
The song on the ticket is "Yu Tang Chun", but the handwriting has become blurred due to the passage of time.
The red paper was left by Li Nana, and it read: My dearest cousin, it’s rare for you to come back to the village, so please stay for a few more days and have some fun in the village.
I'm busy preparing for the wedding and don't have time to entertain you and your brother-in-law. I remember that when you were little you loved listening to operas the most. I've prepared two tickets for you. I hope you and your brother-in-law have a good time.
"The bride invited us to watch a play." Su Qingyu held one of the tickets between two fingers, and Shen Sinian's slender hand reached out from the side and took the ticket.
Shen Sinian said in a deep voice: "Where is the stage in this village?"
"The time on the ticket is tomorrow evening."
Shen Sinian sneered: "Humph, it calculated that we can't leave tonight."
"If we can leave so quickly, it won't count as a four-star dungeon."
Su Qingyu had known this would happen. So far, they had not thoroughly explored the mountain village. They knew nothing about the dark grove, the stage that might appear at any time, the Li family compound, and the residents at the village gate.
The rules we got are only the first half.
As for the way to pass the game, there is only one.
Su Qingyu didn’t like watching plays, her liking for watching plays was just a memory that the copy had stuffed into her memory.
According to her memory, when they were young, the thing she and Li Nana looked forward to most every week was the performances by outside opera troupes in the village.
The troupe would park their car at the entrance of the village, carrying heavy boxes, and walk step by step into the isolated Gongyang Village.
With colorful paint on their faces, wearing gorgeous clothes and equipped with swords, guns, sticks and clubs, they sang along to the shouts of the villagers, adding a touch of color to their monotonous childhood.
The sky quickly darkened.
After leaving the ancestral hall, Su Qingyu held the old black dog and they returned to the Li family mansion first.
The red lanterns originally hung in the courtyard had turned into white paper lanterns at some point, and they creaked and swayed as the cold wind blew.
Li's mother was squatting in the corner crying. When we first met, she was a well-maintained woman, but after just a few hours, her black hair had turned gray, and she was huddled there, looking very old.