Uncle Jiu's Senior Brother

This little brat actually dared to disturb me while I was watching a play. Just wait and see how I will deal with you.

The male ghost in costume stared angrily at the actors on the stage, as if he wanted to eat them.

Unfortunately, no one could see him. Lu Li, who could see him, saw that he didn't make any other moves so he was too lazy to pay attention to him for the time being.

Finally, the play came to an end amid the applause of the crowd.

"Boss, how did you build this stage? It almost scared me to death just now."

Xiao Mingxiang, who played Wu Niang, complained while holding her chest.

Although the other actors didn't complain, they didn't look very happy either.

If he falls, he probably won't be able to perform for half a year, and he will be left with nothing.

The class owner also apologized to everyone with a bitter face.

I was wondering in my heart, I had checked it many times.

What is going on here?

Another show was going on outside and the actors were changing their costumes quickly.

Especially Xiao Mingxiang, most of these people came for her.

She is the star of today's show, so she has to perform at least two more times.

She had just finished putting on her makeup and opened the box, only to find that her costume for the next scene was missing.

"Where's my costume? Who has seen my costume? How can I act without it?"

The actor who was doing odd jobs nearby quickly explained, "Sister Xiang, after the costumes were washed, you watched me fold them and put them in."

"I know, but now the costume is gone. Who touched my things just now?"

Everyone said one thing after another, but no one moved.

This made Xiao Mingxiang very anxious.

The troupe owner heard the noise backstage and hurried over.

"What's wrong? Why are you arguing again? Oh my! My aunt, it's your turn to go on stage soon, why haven't you dressed yet?"

Normally, this little Mingxiang isn't so difficult to please.

"Why go on stage? How can I go on stage if my costume is lost?"

When the troupe owner heard her say that, his expression changed. Costumes are the second mouth of the actors. What kind of play can you perform without clothes?

Then I broke out in a cold sweat. It was all over. I was going to ruin everything today.

"Maybe I can help you find it."

The person who spoke was Lu Li. Just now, he saw that after the curtain fell, the male ghost followed to the backstage.

Lu Li could hear the noise coming from the backstage of the troupe from a distance.

Knowing that it was the ghost causing trouble, as a disciple of Maoshan, he naturally could not ignore it.

So we came backstage.

"Who are you? Don't you know that outsiders are not allowed to enter the backstage area casually?"

The people from the troupe stepped forward to stop Lu Li.

"Just look at my clothes and you'll know who I am. I'm Lu Li, the elder of Mount Mao!"

"what?"

"Is this true? Such a young elder."

The troupe owner was well-informed and had traveled far and wide. When he was chatting with someone, he happened to hear about the deeds of Pu Ji Zhenren from Xiangxi.

"May I ask if you are the Master Puji who provided free medical treatment in Xiangxi?"

"It's Pindao!"

Seeing Lu Li admit it, the class owner quickly drove everyone else away and left Bai Mingxiang, the person involved, alone with him.

"Master Lu, you just said you could help us find costumes?"

"Of course, look what this is?"

Lu Li pointed casually, and a golden light came out from his fingertips and shone on a box next to him.

Two neatly arranged costumes suddenly appeared on top of the empty box.

"This? What's going on?"

Bai Mingxiang said in surprise, covering her mouth.

Lu Li smiled faintly, "It's just a trick. Don't worry about it. He will appear automatically in a day."

The troupe owner said flatteringly: "Master Lu, what is going on? We are just ordinary opera singers. How could we have offended some great god?"

The male ghost in theatrical costume sensed something was wrong and ran away before Lu Li arrived.

"It's just a little devil. You guys finish your performance first, and then I'll help you take him away."

"Ah! Ghost?"

Xiao Mingxiang covered her mouth in horror.

"With me here, what can he do? Just focus on your performance."

Lu Li thought that this woman looked ordinary, but her temperament was very charming.

The troupe owner also hurriedly urged, "Yes, Mingxiang, we are waiting for you in front. Master Lu and I will go out to talk. You should hurry up and change your clothes."

The troupe leader brought Lu Li to a place with few people.

Lu Li used his spiritual sense to observe all the way but did not find the male ghost.

This is very interesting. Opera troupes usually worship Master Huaguang. The fact that the male ghost in costume can enter and exit the backstage freely shows that he has been recognized by Master Huaguang.

It seems that we can only wait for him to show up.

"Master Lu, what do you think?"

The troupe owner saw Lu Li looking around, but didn't know what he was looking at.

"I'm looking to see where that ghost is hiding. Has anyone in your troupe been murdered? Tell the truth!"

The class owner was horrified and quickly shook his head to assure himself.

"Master Lu is innocent. We have been eating out with the Qing troupe and traveling around the country for twenty years, but we have never had a murder case."

Lu Li could see that the class owner was not lying.

That's strange, why did this ghost target their troupe?

Never mind, everything will be clear once we catch this ghost.

Soon, the play performed by He Qingban ended with a round of applause.

Xiao Mingxiang brought several actors from the troupe to the troupe owner and Lu Li.

Lu Li took a quick look and found that there was no bloody aura on any of them, which meant that none of them were involved in any life-threatening incident.

Then this ghost should not be brought by them.

After sending the troupe away, Lu Li stayed on the stage, sitting cross-legged and waiting for the male ghost.

It was just the hour of Xu and this male ghost dared to show his head, which shows that he acts without any scruples and he will definitely appear tonight.

Sure enough, around midnight, a male voice singing an opera suddenly sounded from the stage.

"Love turns to hate! One-sided thoughts fall into nothing. Love is hard to let go, hatred is deep, in the end, instead of waiting for full joy, a life is lost."

Lu Li did not step forward to interrupt the man, but listened with great interest.

This male ghost was dressed in a living form and his singing was extremely sad, but his singing voice was gentle, clear and pleasant to the ears.

"Yulian! You have such a cruel heart! Ugh!"

At the end of the song, the male ghost stumbled.

But his sad look disappeared in an instant.

"Tell me, are all the plays lies? There are not so many beautiful love stories. They are all made up lies."

The opera ghost shouted at Lu Li at the top of his lungs, his eyes were bloodshot and bulging.

After listening for a while, Lu Li finally understood what was going on.

This is another cliché love story.

The daughter of a wealthy man loved to listen to operas. The wealthy man doted on his daughter so much that he invited a troupe of opera singers to the back house to perform for his family.

Unexpectedly, the daughter fell in love with the singing ghost at first sight. With the help of written books, their feelings grew stronger and stronger.

Of course, it is impossible for the gentleman to agree to this marriage.

The two had no choice but to follow Wu Niang's example and elope.

Unfortunately, when the appointed time came, the ghost waited at the door of the opera troupe but his beloved woman did not show up.

Just when he was feeling troubled, a group of servants rushed in with big sticks.

The leader was none other than the housekeeper of the wealthy family.

Without waiting for the ghost to ask.

At the butler's command, many servants rushed forward and beat the ghost to death with sticks.

In a daze, he heard the housekeeper say, "If I hadn't seen the letter, I wouldn't have known that my young lady was almost kidnapped by an actor."

The ghost only thought that it was the young lady who gave the letter to the gentleman on her own initiative, because he had written at the end of the letter that it must be burned after reading.

The anger of betrayal turned him into a fierce ghost, but he was also trapped on the stage by the Dharma body of Huaguang Patriarch.

It was unknown how many years had passed before he was able to go out for a walk in the last two years.

"Those in the opera are just the beautiful visions of the scholars."

Then Lu Li slowly walked closer.

"A rich girl from a wealthy family eloped with you. Have you ever thought about how to support her in the future? Should you rely on her to perform or let her work for others every day?"

Xigui's expression froze. He only thought about leaving this place with his beloved, and never thought about how to live in the future.

"Besides singing opera, what else can you do? Even if you settle down, your family will be broke and you will worry about food, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea every day. Is that the life you want to give her? Wake up, you can't afford to support her."

The playboy was angered and embarrassed when Lu Li told him the truth.

"No, she won't. She's not like that."

Then he pounced towards Lu Li. Lu Li did not move, but just pointed his hand and an inscription froze him in place.

No matter how he screamed and struggled, the golden inscription above him did not move at all.

"If I hadn't seen that you had never harmed anyone before, I would have killed you with just one finger."