fishing dragon

"My lord, please go back first." Zhu Yi's guard walked up to Yu Changle, "Your companion is already in the cell."

Yu Changle went up step by step, and Ao Yan was already sitting in the corner of the cell.His injuries have all recovered, but his ankles are also shackled.

The iron fence fell, and Yu Changle asked, "Do you know what he's going to do in this play?"

He felt a little uneasy in his heart, even seeing Ao Yan did not make this uneasy go away.Ao Yan said: "I don't know either, I can tell by looking at it."

Ao Yan paused, and said softly: "Yin Ziwen said that today is the time to seize the opportunity."

"Opportunity?" Yu Changle's heart skipped a beat, and Ao Yan shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.He said, "Watching a play."

On the curtain, children were humming and clapping bamboo balls.

Yu Changle noticed the scenes around him, which were extremely delicate, and it could be seen that the sculptor's craftsmanship was superb.There are many houses with flying eaves, and there is a word on the plaque above: Tang.It seems that the family name is Tang.

The persimmon trees in the Tang family were bearing red persimmon fruits, and there was snow falling on the treetops of the eaves. It was a winter day.

He gradually deciphered more details. For example, even the stone lions at the entrance of the Tang family are majestic. It is obvious that this family is very rich, and it may be a family; The spring and summer style, the treatment he received was not good, and it was incompatible with this Tang family.

Behind the curtain, a guard in red began to sing lyrics, to the effect that the Tang family is a family of spiritual masters, majoring in boxing, and how powerful they are; and this child is named Ah Liu, a boy, the sixth child of a certain room of the Tang family.

But Tang Liu was not born in a serious way, but was born by the male owner of this house and a prostitute.His mother is a brothel oiran, and was taken back to the Tang family because she gave birth to him, but she was not allowed to see anyone.

The description of Tang Liu's appearance in the libretto made Yu Changle feel weird and inconsistent: bright eyes and white teeth, as beautiful as peaches and plums, and skin like creamy fat, better than his mother.

Tang Liu is a boy, and the first three words can be said to be because he is good-looking, but the attitude of the last word is contemptuous and malicious.Yu Changle didn't know much about the boxing family, but Tang Liu's appearance and body were out of place among the juniors of the Tang family.

At this point, Yu Changle has basically confirmed that this "Tang Liu" is the later Jinguan.He looked at Yin Ziwen behind the curtain, the boy was still expressionless, his face was illuminated a little, and the rest was hidden in the dark shadows.It's kind of ghostly.

"Is this a man or a woman?..."

"...Anyway, no matter what, it's about the same as his mother."

The only fun for the prisoners before was watching people fight. Although the story told by the shadow puppets was a bit old-fashioned and toothache, they still enjoyed it.No one seems to see that the protagonist here is Jinguan.

The darkness covered the surroundings, and the emotions seemed to have become exposed, and the tone of their conversation was frivolous.

"Hey, there really is such a person, I want to see how good-looking he is..."

At this moment, there was a conflict in the play on the curtain.

How will a frail and slender child be treated among a group of healthy boys?Especially since his background is still very humble.

A group of boys wearing home clothes with the word "Tang" appeared on the screen. They laughed and pushed Tang Liu, and the bamboo ball with three tassels was set on fire.

In the shadow puppet, it wasn't a real fire, but Yu Changle seemed to see a bamboo ball being burned little by little in front of a little boy.

In the previous scenes, Tang Liu's preferences were also different from those of other juniors.Other boys like to wrestle, fight crickets, hit sandbags and other brutal activities, but Tang Liu often just throws his small balls, or quietly embroiders and carves wood by himself.

The boys laughed and clapped around the fire.And Tang Liu... Tang Liu didn't move.

He stood like that, and Yu Changle felt that his face must also be expressionless.

The spectators around didn't show any special reaction, after all, it's a bit dull just as a drama.

The play was performed scene by scene, and when they reached the age, these boys began to learn boxing and family business.

As a matter of course, Tang Liu was turned away.He was seen as a blemish because he had absolutely no talent in martial arts and was a complete waste in the test.The boys laughed at him for punching like embroidery, and the bullying escalated step by step.

I don't know if Yu Changle thought too much, these bullying seemed to imply something very implicitly, it didn't look like a simple physical conflict.

"He just allowed himself to be bullied like this..."

"No way, I can't beat it."

After Tang Liu was forced to kneel down again, the onlookers also felt a little uncomfortable.This discomfort is mixed with subtle sympathy and pity.

Arriving here, Yu Changle found that the shadow puppet's portrayal of Tang Liu began to change.He showed many weird behaviors, such as catching butterflies and tearing them into pieces; catching birds, nailing them to tree branches and throwing them into the fire.

The most serious one was when he set fire to a warehouse.Thick smoke billowed, and a servant was burned to death inside.

But he was not punished because the young master of the Tang family saved him.

Everyone can see that something is wrong, this is not just a simple bullying relationship.

"What is this show!..."

"...I don't really want to read it, it's disgusting..."

"This... how old is he?..."

"What should be surprising is how many people there are..."

Jin Guan never showed up, Yu Changle was in a turmoil, and Huan Fangjun, who had been silent all this time, was also sinking like water.

As soon as he raised his hand, he scatter the lights with one stroke of determination, and the tower was completely dark.The shadow puppets were interrupted midway, and discussions arose.Yu Changle shouted to the stage: "What exactly do you want to play?"

"Didn't I say so?" Yin Ziwen smiled and lit the lamp again.

From such a distance, Yu Changle could see his eyes sinking like black pools, like two bottomless pits, "Watching a good show."

"..." Yu Changle clenched the railing tightly, and the cold feeling seemed to reach his heart.Was Yin Ziwen trying to anger that lunatic by spreading the affairs of Jinguan in public like this? !

Yin Ziwen said: "I'm sorry, let's start again."

The drama on the curtain resumed.

Tang Liu's behavior couldn't be considered normal anymore, he was still being bullied day by day, tortured birds to death day by day.But everyone sensed the insidiousness for no reason, as if Tang Liu was going to release a monster from his heart one day.

Moreover, Tang Liu seemed to have the ability to control those small animals, the birds would stop on his hands by themselves, many times, he would crush them to death like this.

This weirdness reaches its peak in the next scene.

Tang Liu's mother died.

His mother was already weak and suffering from strange illnesses, and it was winter again in the play, which was the coldest season.She failed to survive this year's winter and died.

When his mother died, Tang Liu was not by her side.The news of her death was told to Tang Liu, and at that time Tang Liu was in the room of the young master of the Tang family, singing a little song for him.

Hearing this news, Tang Liu's libretto came to an abrupt end.After a pause of about a cup of tea, he started singing again.

This is a song "Jiangnan is Good".

Tang Liu sang without any difference, the aria here was sung by Yin Ziwen.He imitated it so vividly that it was almost exactly the same as the singing voice of Jinguan that Yu Changle had heard in the illusion.

After singing the song, Tang Liu left Master Tang's room.

When the scene changed, Yu Changle discovered that there were more red elements in the decoration of Tang's house, Spring Festival couplets, blessing characters, and lanterns and festoons. This day was actually the Spring Festival.

"Crackling-"

The sound of firecrackers exploded, and Tang Liu walked towards his mother's small room in full of joy.He walked very slowly, even humming a song, shaking his bamboo ball in his hand, as if he was enjoying it, and he didn't show any sadness.

"Does he have no heart and lungs..."

"... Who the hell are these people, they are all lunatics..."

Yu Changle smelled a suffocating and creepy depression.

Tang Liu didn't even change the red clothes on his body, the scene moved, and suddenly Yu Changle noticed that there were a few people hiding at the door of the small mourning hall.

Looking at the clothes, they are the children of the Tang family, they are the most eye-catching ones among the juniors who bullied Tang Liu, and they are also the ones with the best background.They seemed to be drunk, they just came back from the dinner party, drunkenly leaning together, laughing and bragging, seeing Tang Liu coming, they all booed.

Huan Fangjun seemed to know what was going to happen, his face was extremely ugly.He raised his hand and knocked down the entire curtain directly from the air.The stage collapsed and the libretto stopped abruptly.

Yin Ziwen stopped his movements, took off the shadow puppet that flew into his hair, and said with a smile, "What do you mean?"

"... Enough." Huan Fangjun.

Yin Ziwen didn't care about the buzzing discussions from the spectators all the time, and immediately asked, "Enough? What is enough?"

There was a bit of madness in his eyes, he glanced at Huan Fangjun and Yu Changle, and said amusedly, "This place is full of rotten people, what do you mean a gentleman? What is your position?"

Why would Huan Fangjun say that?Yu Changle had some expectation, but he was not sure, so he felt a little scared.Among all the prisoners, Mr. Huanfang was the oldest and also the one who knew the affairs of the upper class the most.

Huan Fangjun said in a low voice: "This is not the way of a gentleman."

"Crack, crack, crack."

Suddenly, there were a few clapping sounds in the darkness.

A male voice chuckled and said, "Good acting."

Is it Jinguan? !

Yu Changle looked towards the source of the sound and found that he was directly above the battle platform.A swing fell down there at some point, and no one noticed him before he disappeared into the darkness.

Yin Ziwen's expression froze for a moment, without raising his head, he said: "...you are here." Fear flashed across his eyes, and then was replaced by nothingness.

"What is Wen Wen afraid of?" Jinguan's voice was indistinguishable from emotions, and was husky, "I said, you acted very well, very realistic."

The dark formation above his head suddenly disappeared, and the light filled the field of flowers again.Jinguan was dressed in red and sat barefoot on the swing. He didn't know how long he had been watching there.

The whole place was silent.

The first moment his face was exposed, he was expressionless.

When Yin Ziwen looked at him, Jinguan laughed.The eyes are slightly curved, and the long eyelashes cast thick shadows in the pupils.

He landed lightly like a ball of fire, took Yin Ziwen into his arms, curled up a lock of his hair with his fingers, and said distressedly: "Why did you cut off your hair?"

Yin Ziwen moved his lips and said, "This is more convenient."

Yu Changle didn't dare to move. Except for Jinguan and Yin Ziwen who were still talking, the whole tower fell into a strange silence.The rest of the prisoners also seemed to realize who the protagonist in the play just now was.

Everyone seemed to be strangled by Sen Leng's tentacles, and the turbulent waves stopped at their throats.

"Why don't you continue acting?" Jin Guan wrapped Yin Ziwen in his arms, led him to sit down, and held his stiff wrist, "Come on, continue."

Yin Ziwen was silent for a while, then smiled gently and said, "Okay."

As soon as Jinguan raised his hand, the collapsed curtain returned to its original shape.Yin Ziwen lowered his head, turned his wrist, sat in Jinguan's arms, and continued to play the shadow puppet.

The group of Tang family disciples pushed Tang Liu into the mourning hall, and a group of people gathered together.Behind the curtain, the servants in Zhu Yi began to sing the lyrics tremblingly, every word seemed to be jumping out.

This scene was so shocking that Yu Changle didn't realize what he was acting for a while. After realizing it, he felt like his scalp was going to explode.Ao Yan suddenly got up and cursed: "Crazy!"

If it was just quiet in the tower just now, it is completely dead now.

Jinguan still had a smile on his face, but he was beautiful, but it was like a cold mask, carved by the most skillful craftsmen, but not endowed with a soul.

He looked at his past coldly like this, and said with a smile: "Good acting."

The mourning hall is white, the New Year's red, and the background is still singing dirges, and they are laughing.Intermittent, mourning moaning.Everything converges into an extremely glamorous picture scroll, a desperate pantomime without blood.

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[Continuous highlighting: The three views of the role do not represent the three views of the author]