Chapter 650 Mr. Ju by the Bonfire


    Time goes back to yesterday.


    Wu Xian and a group of five people encountered the evil spirit of the red light head while exploring in a wide tunnel.


    The strange and weird appearance of the red lighthead scared Miaoling to death. He forgot what Wu Xian said specifically that he should not be alone, and ran along the road he came from regardless.


    The torch in his hand was extinguished while running, and the deep darkness swallowed him. Extreme fear forced him not to stop, and his heart almost jumped out.


    It was not until he discovered the light again that he stopped.


    I saw a fire in the tunnel ahead, and the leaping fire light shone on the cold rock wall, and a crying woman sat next to the flames.


    The woman was wearing a water-blue costume with wide robe and big sleeves, with goose feathers on her hair, and a light oil paint was painted on her face. Tears rushed out two marks of the oil paint. When she wiped her tears with her sleeves, a beauty mole appeared at the corner of her eyes.


    This woman...has a ghost!


    Miaoling is not a fool. He just walked through this road without a fork, how could there be a woman suddenly appear?


    But Miao Ling no longer dared to go back to the darkness, and he didn''t have the strength to run anymore. He could only stare at the woman vigilantly, move his jaw nervously, try to stay away from the woman, waiting for Wu Xian and others to come over.


    The woman looked at Miaoling resentfully and waved to him.


    "Why are you doing so far? Am I scary?"


    Miao Ling didn''t want to go there, but when he saw the woman''s sleeves, he felt dizzy. After he realized that he had sat next to the woman by chance.


    The woman covered her mouth and smiled, grabbed Miao Ling''s hand and placed it on her thigh.


    "You are so nice. It''s been a long time since no one listened to me."


    Miao Ling was struck by lightning, and her hair stood up all over her body. What the woman said just now turned out to be a man''s voice. This actor who looked quite charming was actually a man!


    He immediately wanted to retract his hand, but his hand was firmly grasped by the woman and he could not take it back at all.


    The man in the costume started talking about himself.


    "My stage name is Nanshan Ju. People once called me Mr. Ju. He is a male dan..."


    "By the way, have you heard of male dan?"


    "There was an emperor hundreds of years ago. He believed that women''s performances on stage were unfair, so he issued a court order that explicitly prohibited female actors from performing on stage. Since then, the opera troupe can only use men to play women. This is the origin of the male actress, that is, the "Print Phoenix".


    "When I was young, my family was poor, but I looked pretty, so my mother sent me to the opera troupe when I was young."


    "At that time, the materials were scarce, and many families could not eat enough, but if they became a corner in the opera troupe, they would have a strong job and would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives."


    "In order not to be hungry, I work hard to exercise, practice my voice, store my legs, pinch orchid fingers all day long, and put a picture on my face..."


    "Day after day, year after year, I finally had the opportunity to make a name for myself and became a well-known Zhuangdan Nanshan Ju."


    Before talking about this, Mr. Ju still used a lecture tone, and then his voice became cold and weird, with a resentful operatic accent.


    "But one day, the ''ghost'' appeared!"


    "I will see ghosts when combing my hair at night. I will see ghosts on my upper body when my shoes are facing inward. I will beg for food at the intersection and raise my chopsticks to see evil spirits..."


    "No one wants to listen to the play. Everyone is worried about the appearance of ghosts, soul-lost, crazy, people in the city die, injured... they can''t count them, and they can''t finish talking."


    "The opera troupe was disbanded, and I was alone on the street."


    "While I avoid ghosts, I also want to find a job to live well, but no matter where I go, those people will quickly beat me and drive me away!"


    There was a hint of hatred in Mr. Ju''s voice.


    "They said, my movements and voices were like women, like I was possessed by a ghost!"


    "They said, let me be like a big man, don''t pretend to be sissy to scare people!"


    "They said, go and die!"


    When Mr. Ju said this, Miaoling had forgotten his fear and had a hint of sympathy in his heart. He grew up among the pile of girls and suffered similar contempt when he became an adult.


    Mr. Ju grabbed Miao Ling''s hand hard: "I didn''t voluntarily become like this. I have no other choice. I just want to support myself. Why should they be looked down upon by them?"


    "But no one cares about my mood, so I can only die!"


    Mr. Ju turned to look at Miaoling.


    "You know, when I said I don''t want to live anymore, how did those people tell me? If you want to die, go to the Dead Valley and go to the bottom of the valley to make a pilgrimage, at least you will die like a big man!"


    Speaking of this, Miaoling has confirmed that the person in front of him is not a living person.


    But he did not attack Mr. Ju because he felt that he and Mr. Ju were in the same sympathy and could understand Mr. Ju’s feelings. Ghosts were also changed by humans. As long as you communicate well, there would be no conflicts that could not be resolved.


    So Miaoling began to tell Mr. Ju about his experience. "I have lost my father since I was a child and was raised by my mother and two aunts. My mother is a teacher at the girls'' school and dressed me up like a girl..."


    After the long story was told, Miao Ling patted Mr. Ju''s hand and said sincerely.


    "I can understand your mood. You have no mistakes. Nothing is what you should bear..."


    With Miaoling''s words, Mr. Ju kept sobbing in a low voice, his voice was resentful and sorrowful, which made Miaoling feel a little happy. Maybe he could make Mr. Ju a friend and help survive in this dangerous blessed land!


    When Miaoling finally finished speaking.


    Mr. Ju raised her head, her face gloomy under the flames.


    "You are such a good person!"


    "If you meet a ghost one day and want to survive, you must remember that ghosts will not be moved, will not repay gratitude, will not sympathize, and will only disguise for the sake of living people..."


    After hearing this, Miao Ling felt that Mr. Ju was already standing with him at first, but soon he realized something was wrong.


    Ghosts will not be moved or empathized, so why did Mr. Ju cry when he said that?


    Or, Mr. Ju is not a ghost.


    Or all his touchings are for the disguise of eating himself completely!


    Miao Ling immediately activated the magical powers obtained by worshiping the gods. A tongue with a sensual spirit moved in his mouth, but before he could ejaculate, he found that Mr. Ju had disappeared!


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    The cold wind suddenly blew, rolling up the bonfire.


    Miaoling was frightened to find that there was actually no wood in the bonfire from the beginning, only a pile of yellow paper with the word "death" written on it!


    At the same time, it seemed like a piece of ice was drilling into the Fengfu acupoint behind Miaoling''s head...


    Miao Ling was shaking harder and harder, and then he suddenly understood.


    The reason why Mr. Ju chatted with him was to have enough contact with him to get into his body!


    Before his consciousness disappeared, he heard Mr. Ju say.


    "When I jumped from the Valley of Dead, I swear in my heart that no matter who looks down on me, I will pinch his neck and shout at him like this..."


    …


    "No, say I''m not a man!"


    Miaoling shouted hysterically on the stairs filled with orange smoke.


    Lan Xuan, who was in front of Miaoling, was originally concentrating on dealing with the cave-breaking ghost. When she heard the shout, she turned her head in shock and saw a bright red tongue flying over!


    Then Miao Ling pounced at Lan Xuan with a ferocious face, pinching her neck with both hands, and the "Ghost Power-Ghost Tongue" in her mouth controlled Lan Xuan''s body and prevented her from resisting.


    "You all look down on me!"


    "Everyone is going to die, go to die!"


    Miao Ling looked crazy, his tongue swayed in his mouth, and even the shouting was not clear, and a clear beauty mole appeared under the corners of his eyes.


    Lan Xuan tried to resist, but the bright red ghost tongue wrapped around her hands and feet, making her unable to exert any effort.


    She could only look at Miaoling''s terrifying face and feel her gradual lack of oxygen.


    Lan Xuan regretted it a little when her consciousness was about to disappear.


    When she was in the crack cave before, Wu Xian had specifically emphasized to them that Miaoling had been alone, but at that time she was still wary of other relatives, and Huang Yuan would interrupt him, so she did not take Wu Xian''s hint to heart.


    Now it seems that the problem is not Fu Dahai, but Miaoling, who triggered her desire to protect her!


    But she now understood that it was a bit too late.


    Even if she had the means of resistance, she could no longer use it after being attacked!


    Bang!


    At this moment, a wooden stick hit Miaoling’s head!


    "Relax, let go of her!"


    Fu Dahai stood behind Miaoling, with a foolish face and a crooked mouth and his eyes were slanted, and he nervously held the wooden stick to confront Miaoling!


    He was once suspected by Lan Xuan, but now he has become Lan Xuan’s only hope!


    Miao Ling let go of Lan Xuan''s neck and stood up.


    Lan Xuan can finally take a breath. As long as she recovers a little, she can launch a counterattack.


    Whoosh!


    Lan Xuan''s body has been in the air!


    Miao Ling actually threw Lan Xuan''s body out of the stairs with her mutated ghost tongue!


    This sudden change made Lan Xuan even scared. She had no time to feel terrified. She had no time to let out a scream.


    Then, the fog broke open.


    Two hole-breaking ghosts appeared and grabbed Lan Xuan''s hands and feet. One man and two ghosts fell to the Valley of Dead, and disappeared into the fog with a shrill scream...


    (End of this chapter)