The heroine is killing crazy in the infinite copy

Chapter 29
Resentful laughter came, and the ethereal silence echoed in this dilapidated garden.

Maybe it was the polish of the night, the garden gradually faded away from the dilapidated scene, and restored its original prosperity and exquisiteness, with pavilions, pavilions, small bridges, flowing water, and occasional laughter from Yingying among the carved beams and painted buildings.

The sound of humming came out, and countless figures gathered in the garden, full of guests, and the bustling scene made people linger and forget to leave.

The familiar Pingtan pipa, the charming woman sang Wu Nong's soft words.

The pearl pendant on the wrist was gently swiped to reveal the delicate charm, and all the intoxicated guests had a look of obsession on their faces.

When the opera was staged, it was the familiar dream of wandering in the garden again. A son-in-law cheered for Mrs. Du, and felt sorry for her because of an empty dream.

The money in the colorful package fell on the stage, and fell into the graceful figure of the woman. A pair of loving eyes raised and fell, bringing with them a myriad of melancholy.

I saw how many people's souls were seduced by her tactful figure under the watery autumn waves, and the applause sounded again.

The makeup box was closed to cover her with thousands of jewels, the little maid came on the stage in a gouache costume to keep her in every possible way, and the woman's back seemed to be rushing towards the gentleman.

The water and the moon change the curtain and the curtain rises and falls, the woman's lovesickness becomes sick and sinks in the bed, the melancholy between her brows seems unresolved, and her hands gradually disappear while crying.

The people in the audience looked at it seriously, but they saw that when the scene turned around, there was a crazy person rushing towards the mourning hall, holding the makeup box and trying to find the key to open it.

The jewelry box was taken away by the little maid, and the thief who stole it could not help but sigh that his girl was pitiful, and finally fainted in the mourning hall from crying. When the curtain fell, the box full of jewelry was nowhere to be found.

"Oh, that's not right. This dream in the garden is wrong, isn't it!" The opera singer was about to step off the stage. The man who had just been obsessed with it came back to his senses and immediately realized that something was wrong.

The woman on stage was wearing a sky-blue costume, and her frown and smile were as tactful as an oriole, "It's not the same. The dream in the garden is the dream of Du Niangzi, and the song I sang today is the dream of the butterfly clothes." .”

With a flick of her sleeves, she rolled up countless sachets and threw them into the audience, "Why are you dissatisfied with Dieyi's dreams, but you are tired of Dieyi."

Someone hurriedly picked up her sachet, "How come, we are eager to enter the dream of the Dieyi lady."

Dieyi smiled infatuatedly, "That's it for you guys. If you fall into Dieyi's dream, don't think about getting out easily."

"We can't part with Dieyi's dream."

The sounds of laughter and cursing could be heard far away, and the quiet and deep street was suddenly bustling with strange waves. The dark street was illuminated by the lights brought by the theater, and the faintly glowing dizziness revealed a bit of hazy illusion.

There was a drunk man who was dizzy from drinking, leaning against the alley and laughing, he was holding the wine bottle and wandering away in search of laughter, and fell into the fantasy dream of the garden.

When daylight broke out, the lively sounds rang out again, and the garden faded away from the prosperity at night and became dilapidated again.

Some street vendors got up early and muttered, "Why don't you see Chen San?"

"He must have been drunk again and went to sleep somewhere."

"Chen San'er has been drunk all day long since his wife ran away. If it weren't for the sake of looking after his neighbors, who would have paid him for the drinks."

"As long as he beats his wife all day long, no one can bear it." A woman scolded aloud, and several talking vendors were speechless, and finally looked at each other and touched their noses to look away.

Aroused the ridicule and disdain of a few women, someone whispered about the Liu family who opened the homestay, "You said that the daughter of the old Liu family will never come back, and this old couple is not afraid of accidents throughout the year."

"An accident, what can happen to their house, they are very evil, who doesn't know that the thief will never come back after going."

"You're a bad-mouthed old man, you can spread rumors, and you're not afraid to break your tongue every day. You're so jealous of a small business as an old couple."

"Bah, I'm jealous of their family. I'm jealous that their family doesn't have a man who stands up to the family." The man was wearing a pair of old and stale sky-blue casual clothes, with a pockmarked face.

"Look at what you said, your family is more than a boy's life."

"That's not right. My daughter-in-law went to the Goddess to see it when she was pregnant, and the baby girl fell. No one can compare with my three sons."

"You are so beautiful, I will see where you marry a wife in the future."

"I haven't seen any baby girl from house to house. Since the garden fell, no baby girl has been born."

"Whoever dares to live, who doesn't know the strange things that died in the garden, and whoever is not guaranteed to be entangled by reincarnated ones, it is a matter for the whole family."

Rumors from the market reached Wei Yuan's ears one by one, and the deaths of the girls in the garden were a bit more bizarre.

Xiaoguo stood side by side with her, and obviously heard the words around her, she couldn't help but whispered, "It's strange to say, I inquired about it yesterday, and all the corners of the garden are girls' homes, so logically speaking, there is no distinction between these corners. Men and women, but even if no men are willing, it is strange."

"Do you know this well?" Kai Yuan asked.

"No, the opera industry has a long history. How many men's names have been passed down among the famous actors? This garden is full of weirdness." Xiaoguo frowned, "Speaking of which, I heard babbling again at night. The voice, if you look carefully this time, it sounds like an opera voice. You said it wouldn't be..."

"Someone is coming! Someone is coming! Someone is dead, please come!" A sudden cry broke the bustle of the streets in the alley.

All of a sudden, the street was quiet for a while, and then it became even more boiling. Some vendors ran past each other, with shock on their faces, as if dead people were an extremely inconceivable thing to them.

"How is it possible? Not even a sparrow has died in all these years!"

They scrambled to run over, and Kui Yuan and Xiao Guo were forced to rush towards that place. At this time, they seemed to have forgotten the horror in this garden, and rushed in one by one, rubbing against the broken door frame.

"It's Chen San!" Someone recognized the man who fell on the withered willow tree.

"Why is it him? He just died." A group of people pointed.

The death of the man named Chen San was extremely strange. He had a smile on his face and his face was flushed, which did not look like he was hanged at all.

Chen San's family squeezed in, crying and taking him away. A group of people shook their heads regretfully, "If you let him drink in the middle of the night, you will be punished for being disrespectful."

Xiaoguo immediately caught this sentence, "Mom, can I ask why you say that?"

Seeing that the puller was a little girl, the aunt immediately burst into a smile, "Oh girl, you don't know that, our town is a famous longevity town, and every house is dedicated to the God of Longevity. We all close the accounts on time according to God’s guidance, so as to ensure our longevity.”

(End of this chapter)