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Chapter 13 The Theater Troupe(2/2)

"It seems like three years ago, this was the most popular theater in the area. Every day, dignitaries and dignitaries came to show their support. Qing's wife was the leading lady here, but she was found guilty of having an affair with Wu Sheng. Qing's wife couldn't stand the people's curses, so she went on the stage.

committed suicide.

After that, the opera troupe also disbanded, and this place changed hands several times, whether it opened a restaurant or a teahouse, and some people said they saw Mrs. Qing singing, and there were many troubles."

"Why did our class leader choose this place to open a theater in such a fierce place?"

"How do I know this? Stop talking and go to bed quickly."

Brother Li didn't want to say more and urged everyone to rest early.

"Hey, Xiao Geng, where are you going?"

"Go to the toilet."

"You're a lazy ass, hurry up, hurry up, I won't leave any light for you."

After Zhang Yi walked out of the room, he made sure that no one was around and turned around to the corner.

"Account book!"

He tried to call the account book softly, and suddenly his palm sank, and the dark account book appeared in his hand.

"fine."

Zhang Yi breathed a sigh of relief. The life-saving charms he exchanged are all in this account book.

When I opened it, I found that Dai Moli was in the summoning state and had not been taken back to the account book.

"Didn't you come in with me?"

Scroll back and see that all the life-saving talismans that you exchanged are there, so you take out the [Heart-Protecting Talisman] and put it in your arms.

Zhang Yi had no intention of going back to sleep, so he took advantage of the darkness and groped inside the troupe. It would be best if he could find Dai Moli. If he couldn't find it, he would try to see if he could escape from here.

He remembered that Lao Wang said during a massage in his shop that Mrs. Qing would kill someone every day, and in the end no one in the entire troupe was left alive.

He wasn't sure whether what Lao Wang said was true or not, but when he got to this place, Zhang Yi didn't dare to take any chances.

"Buzz!"

Pushing open the side door of the small courtyard, the backyard is very large. There are props for practicing in the corner. It is the place where the troupe usually practices.

There are several separate rooms on both sides.

As Brother Li said, if you want to live in a wing, you must be a role in the theater troupe.

There was only one light on in the wing, and I didn't know who lived in it.

Zhang Yi looked sideways and saw the gate to the backyard.

He walked over quietly and pulled open the door latch.

"Boom!!"

A gong suddenly sounded above the door.

"Oops!"

Zhang Yi took a look and discovered that there was a rope behind the door pin, and a broken gong was attached to it.

This is not only used to prevent theft, but also to prevent apprentices from running away if they cannot bear the pain.

"Buzz!"

The door of the wing room behind him was opened by someone.

A man rushed out with a stick.

"Who is it!"

The person who came here had a goatee, and it was the foreman Zhou who hit someone today.

I saw foreman Zhou rushing forward with a stick in his hand. He rushed up with a few quick steps. When he saw it was Zhang Yi, he began to slow down.

"Xiao Geng, where are you going?"

Zhang Yi looked at the stick in foreman Zhou's hand and thought of the way he looked when he hit people, and couldn't help swallowing.

"Buzz!"

Just when he was about to think of a way to explain, the door next to him was pushed open and a man walked in. He complained: "Why is it so slow? I knocked for a long time before the door was opened."

After saying that, he saw Foreman Zhou standing in front of him holding a stick, and he was stunned: "Foreman Zhou, it's me, Jiang Ping, I'm back."

"Jiang Ping!"

Foreman Zhou put down the stick in his hand: "Why don't you go through the main entrance? Where is Wuzi? You are the only one who came back?"

"The front door is locked. Wuzi has a stomachache. He's in the back. He'll be back later."

"Um."

Foreman Zhou looked at Zhang Yi: "Next time you hear someone knocking on the door, call me first, otherwise you will inevitably have to peel off your skin next time."

"knew."

"When Wu Zi comes back, lock the door and go back to sleep."

After foreman Zhou finished speaking, he walked back to the room with the stick in hand.

"call!"

Zhang Yi let out a long breath, that stick was no joke, if it really hit him, he would probably lose half of his life here.

"Let's go, while it's dark, if you want to go, go quickly."

"kindness?"

Zhang Yi turned around and looked at Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping lowered his head and pulled him to the door: "We can't stay in this place. You still have time to leave now."

He pointed to the alley in front of him: "It will be safe once you leave the alley."

Zhang Yi glanced at the dark alley and then at Jiang Ping.

"Why don't you leave?"

"I can't leave."

As he said that, Jiang Ping pushed him hard and walked out: "Go quickly, go quickly, foreman Zhou will come out later, you can't run away."

When Zhang Yi was about to step out of the threshold with one foot, he suddenly saw two figures walking towards him in the alley.

"Xiao Geng!"

When the two saw Zhang Yi standing outside the door, they immediately quickened their pace.

When he saw Jiang Ping and Wuzi approaching, Zhang Yi's heart skipped a beat. When he turned around, Jiang Ping, who was standing behind him just now, had disappeared.

At this time, he felt a little warm in his arms. He reached into his pocket and scattered a handful of paper ash from his arms.
Chapter completed!
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