Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Those who could afford to sing operas for ghosts were not ordinary people. The Hu family was considered a common surname in Wuligang, and almost one-third of the people in the village had the surname Hu.

Li Huowang already knew from Lu Zhuangyuan that the one who paid for the opera was the richest landlord in Wuligang and also the highest seniority, Hu Qinghe.

At this time, he was accompanying Lu Zhuangyuan and his party as they rushed towards the Hu family's ancestral hall.

Master Hu said it's nothing serious. He also invited other theater troupes to sing ghost shows in previous years. Nothing happened.

Li Huowang glanced at him as if he didn't know who he was trying to comfort by saying this.

Pressing the bell on his waist with his hands, Li Huowang felt a little more at ease, even if something happened, it didn't matter, he felt a lot more at ease with this thing.

Of course, it's best not to have any accidents, after all, it will take three months to invite You Daoist once.

Walking on the path in the village, they soon arrived at the Hu Family Ancestral Hall where many red lanterns were lit.

The meeting was very crowded, and Li Huowang and others couldn't squeeze in. Looking over the layers of heads, he saw that many people were kowtowing to the black spiritual tablet.

That's Mr. Hu. He also told us not to leave after the play is over. He invited us to dinner.

Lu Zhuangyuan pointed to the old man in silk and satin clothes in front of the kowtowers and said.

While he was speaking, those kowtowers got up, and respectfully invited down the black tablet of their ancestors, and put it on the half-immortal table that had already been prepared.

There are many memorial tablets and tables, which fill up the spacious three-door ancestral hall.

The table in front of the queue was not empty, and there were also delicious dishes on it, with many types.

Red candles, incense, gold ingots, and yellow paper are neatly arranged on the serving plate for the ancestors to enjoy.

As if afraid of not taking good care of them, there are still more than a dozen paper figurines serving tea and water standing on the wall of the ancestral hall, and it is estimated that they will be placed next to the table to wait for a while.

Hey, Mr. Huang is really open-minded. He personally spent money to hire an opera troupe to sing for the ancestors.

That's right, it's no wonder that there are no diseases or disasters in Mr. Hu's house. It's all thanks to the blessings of our ancestors.

Hey, I don't know if I can have this wealth after I die.

Then your younger generation can make a lot of money like Mr. Hu. It will cost a lot of money to hire people to sing operas for ghosts.

Hearing the words of these Hu family members and looking at the solemn scene in front of him, Li Huowang felt a little settled. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like an accident will happen.

He leaned slightly towards Lu Zhuangyuan who was beside him. Leader Lu, you have been traveling all over the world for so many years, did you encounter more ghosts or the kind of things that beg for seal?

Huh?! What's the matter, isn't this the same thing? Lu Zhuangyuan's eyes widened, his expression very surprised.

How can this be the same? One is that people become changed after death, and the other is Li Huowang said, not knowing how to explain it.

But what Li Huowang can be sure of is that no matter the grandma Dan Yangzi used to make alchemy, Master You, or even the woman with little feet that night, they are definitely not ghosts, at least not the ghosts in his impression.

At this moment, the tablets of the Hu family had already been invited, and Hu Qinghe led a large group of Hu family members towards Lu Zhuangyuan.

Leader Lu, please work harder, that, Piaoliang, you bring other people to help Leader Lu set up the stage.

Oh, oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Hu is really too polite.

Master Lu, you also know the rules of opera singing. When the ancestors come out to watch the opera, the juniors who invite the opera will leave and stay at home behind closed doors. Please take care of the ancestral hall. Master Hu's face was full Kindly enjoin.

It should, it should. Don't worry, Mr. Hu, the ancestral hall will be fine with me here. Lu Zhuangyuan patted his chest and said firmly.

Although no one was watching, Lu Zhuangyuan really didn't dare to make a mistake. If something happened to the ancestral hall, the Hu family could bury the entire Lu family class alive.

Also, when the opera begins, the living will not be able to talk to the opera singer, so as not to make the ancestors feel uncomfortable.

As for the drama, just choose some joyful ones. The ancestors dreamed that the underworld is too deserted, so we need to watch festive ones.

You don't have to sing all night. After five watch days, my son comes to pick up the ancestral tablets and go home, so you can rest.

Lu Zhuangyuan nodded like a chicken pecking rice, Hey, hey, don't worry, Mr. Hu, he will never break the rules.

With the help of the Hu family, the stage was quickly set up in the ancestral hall. Tonight, there were only five people performing on stage, and Luo Juanhua did not come because women are not allowed to enter the ancestral hall.

Immediately after Hu Qinghe yelled, the crowd who had been watching the excitement just now dispersed and went home.

Qiang Qiang~ Qiang Qiang lift~! When the Lu family began to sing on stage, Li Huowang stayed behind and waited.

As time passed, the entire Wuligang fell silent, and the rather large village was plunged into darkness, only the ancestral hall was lit.

It was also the first time for Li Huowang that a living person performed for a dead person. He opened the backstage curtain and looked outside.

I have to say, this is quite scary, the stage is bustling with excitement, but the audience is dead silent. There was no applause, only rows of black tablets with names engraved on them, and candle yellow paper between the tablets.

After walking in the Qingfeng Temple, these scenes still can't scare him, but the Lu family class can't do it. After a while, Lu Juren, who sang opera, forgot his words several times, and Lu Zhuangyuan, who was beating the gong, was anxious .

But as time passed, they started to enter the state, and it started to go smoothly.

In the silent late night, the sound of singing from the opera went far away, and Li Huowang, who was carrying a sword on his back, sat in the background with his eyes closed and rested in the company of the sound.

Listen, listen, don't tell me, Li Huowang, who is a little bored, can really hear a trace of charm, shaking his head following the babbling singing.

In this environment, the second watch passed unknowingly and came to the third watch.

Li Huowang has also figured it out at this time, the third watch is from eleven o'clock in the morning to one o'clock in the morning, the fourth watch is from one o'clock to three o'clock, and the fifth watch is from three to five o'clock, usually after five o'clock, the people in the village The rooster is about to crow.

He hit a hutch, and for some reason, he was always more sleepy than others when he came here.

You can't really fall asleep with money to do things, so Li Huowang simply put the book of heaven in his hand and pondered it to relieve his drowsiness.

Recently, he would also take it out to study during the night vigil, but apart from being more sure that this is a scripture that exhorts people to do good, he has gained nothing.

Watching and watching, the second watch has passed, and at the third watch, everything in the entire ancestral hall is normal, and nothing happened.

Li Huowang looked up at Lu Zhuangyuan, who was changing his makeup in front of the bronze mirror, and said in his heart: Leader Lu must be bleeding from his heart right now. He has lost six taels of silver for no reason.

It's right to think about it, logically speaking, nothing should happen, this is the ancestral hall of the Hu family, and the younger generation invites the elders to watch a play, and the elders can't make trouble.

Just when Li Huowang thought that tonight would be like this, an accident happened. He heard the sound of the drama outside suddenly stop without warning.