This kind of art troupe's condolence performance is usually performed while leaving, and the tickets that are not worth the money are like this. Just like when the last show was in front of the show, there were less than half of the audience left, which is why.

He Xiangdong's stand-up role was added after the end. It has been more than half an hour since the performance. It's so late that there is no one left, and there is not even a person to go to the toilet. This is really evil.

The popular view now is that the crosstalk performance time cannot be over twelve minutes, and the audience will be impatient after the time is time. Now He Xiangdong has been telling stories for more than half an hour, and the audience has not been impatient. This is really rare.

Mr. Hou San was not very expecting He Xiangdong's stand-up post, and the long stand-up post was indeed not suitable for such a stage, so later, no one gradually said that, and many young people were even reluctant to learn it.

The reason why he agreed to He Xiangdong's request was to not smite He Xiangdong's enthusiasm for crosstalk. After all, He Xiangdong is the young man he values ​​the most, but even he himself did not expect that the long stand-ups would be so popular.

Master Hou San touched his mouth, leaned forward, looked carefully at He Xiangdong who was talking about the Jiutou Case, and then looked at the audience in the audience who was obsessed with listening to it.

He was secretly shocked.

He Xiangdong didn't know the reactions of the backstage actors. His whole spirit was concentrated on the stage and on the story.

"I was lying on the bed, with my head covered with my quilt and my legs exposed below. Looking at the pants, I knew this was a woman. This man had his head covered with his legs exposed below. The guy stood outside the door." He Xiangdong clamped the curtain with his fingers, picked the curtain and watched. Typical opera movements and book opera stands are all basic skills that are integrated into the blood of crosstalk actors.

He Xiangdong used Shandong's mouth to stutter: "Big Grandma, you are still sleeping now, I'm bringing you water. Do you all remember his movements, stretching out his hand to lift the curtain, and then half-pulling his body into it. At this moment, a figure appeared behind the guy, and the man grabbed a bloody head with both hands."

When the audience heard this, they held their breath and dared not breathe.

"The man stood behind the guy and looked at it. The person behind him was holding two heads, dripping blood. He looked down and saw two buckets behind the guy." He Xiangdong made the move to put his head: "He put his head in a bucket, and there were two white towels on the edge of the bucket, so he covered the towel on the head."

"Oh, the guy picked up two buckets and went out. He didn't see who the person was, nor did he know who the person was. He picked up the bucket and went back. He walked steadily on the way. After arriving at the store, he piled the two buckets on pieces, and then went back to the house to make up for the cage."

He Xiangdong used a folding fan as a cigarette pier, and learned from the old Shandong shopkeeper while smoking: "Oh, this bucket is so beautiful. Think about it, there is someone in this bucket, and there is a head rubbing blood outside the bucket. It's red. The old man thought it was rubbing it. Oh, how did this little book do things? Where did it make it? Why did there be towels in this bucket? That cigarette pier is so picky, oh, my mother."

"The old shopkeeper is also very brave. He looked around and saw that there was no one. He thought to himself who wanted to harm me. Take out the bucket above, and there are also personal heads below, male and female, and two heads."

After He Xiangdong finished speaking, his two heads came out, and he continued to speak without stopping.

"That old guy is so brave, so he just took out the head. In the Qing Dynasty, men also had braids. He tied the braids with one button, and another woman had her head tied up with one bamboo pole, and picked up her head. The old man came out and looked around. It was still early at that time, there was no one on the street, and the people didn't get up."

"The old guy picked up two heads and arrived at the oil and salt shop in just a few steps. The oil and salt shop is a place where all kinds of groceries are sold, that is, the grocery store. There is a place where there is a cover at the door."

"The old guy took the bamboo pole and walked up and walked away. Come on, come on. Two bloody heads were hung on both sides of the grocery store door."

"After half an hour, the old shopkeeper of the Shanxi store got up." He Xiangdong learned from Shanxi's words: "Erwazi, it's still early, get up and put aside the guise."

"Okay. Xiao Laoxi got up too, and she got up with her things and put a cover on her face. The child was sleeping in a daze." He Xiangdong imitated Xiao Laoxi's misty expression: "Well, ah, it's so early, I haven't woken up yet, um."

"Ah." He Xiangdong looked up and shouted in surprise.

Everyone at the scene held their breath.

He Xiangdong said: "When he looked up, his three souls were out of his body. What's wrong? The head was so slammed, and everything was thrown there, and he rolled and crawled into the house."

"Old Xier also came out. She was stunned when she looked up. She thought to herself that I was offending someone. Why do I still have a head hanging here? I counted two or three with my hands."

Finally, the tone fell heavily, He Xiangdong patted Xingmu, smiled, and immediately turned around and left, very decisive, without stopping for a moment.

He Xiangdong is an artist who respects the audience very much. Every time he finishes the performance, he has to bow deeply to the audience to express his gratitude. But this time, he walked back with great ease and confidence after he finished speaking, without even seeing the audience's reaction.

He was so happy to leave here, and the audience was so furious.

"Um?"

"Um?"

"Leave?"

"It's gone?"

There was a suspicious film in the audience, and the audience looked around and couldn't see any actors coming out. They were in high spirits. The group of people were about to leave, but now that He Xiangdong has finished speaking, they are reluctant to leave.

The main reason is that He Xiangdong dug too many holes, and he didn't bury them, so he left immediately. You said that he was not moral or not.

Why do the old shopkeepers in Shanxi have three heads hanging on the grocery store? Aren’t they two? Whose extra heads belong to? Who hung them? When did they? What identities are these three heads?

Who is the big man carrying two bloody heads? Is he killed? Why did he put the head in the young man's bucket? Why did he appear in the big grandma's house? Is the woman's head belonging to the big grandma?

Who made the sound of Ma San at home asking him to return the hat? Why did the hat suddenly return to the head of the hanged corpse? What is the identity of the corpse?

What is the thing that Ma San needs to do when he goes to the brick tower alley? Why do he have to find someone who does funeral work? What kind of money is he talking about? What will happen next?

There is also Boss Jia. He spent so much talk before and said that this person took Ma San to visit Xuanwu Temple and said a lot of useless words. What is this person doing? What is his identity and what is his role in the story?

At the beginning, the young actor was born outside the gate of Xuanwu Temple, but he hasn't seen it yet, what does it have to do with Xuanwu Temple? Is it not revealed until the following?

With so many pitfalls, He Xiangdong is responsible for killing and burying, but the audience's curiosity is all aroused, and everyone is reluctant to leave.

So this is why He Xiangdong has to work hard to find the full version of Jiutou Case, because this is really a peerless passage. To be continued.
Chapter completed!