The draft is hot!The top actor is actually his father

Zhewu really didn't feel any ghostly aura in the dressing room, could it be someone playing a prank?

"I've watched our show on the Internet before, and it's true that there are some weird gadgets all the time, but I haven't seen any ladies from the theater troupe." Zhe Wu did do a lot of homework before coming here.

"After the drama girl incident happened, everyone was panicked, so the director asked the theater manager to take the drama girl to the warehouse." The makeup artist looked at Zhe Wu in the mirror. And that's it.

"That thing is taken away, what are you afraid of?" Zhe Wu's thoughts were all on this show girl.

"Let's see, you have a good foundation, so I won't paint too thick with you. Let's simply outline the eyes and apply a lip gloss with a lower saturation." Not to mention this makeup artist, the craftsmanship is very good, Can draw according to the characteristics of each person.

"Well, you're a professional listener, but I still want to know the story of Xi Niangzi." Zhe Wu chased after her, because she was afraid that it would be the monster again.

The make-up artist didn't stop working, she just said with a smile, "Although the opera lady took it away, you can always vaguely hear someone singing an opera every morning. Everyone is afraid of running into each other, so they don't enter the dressing room in the morning. Just put on makeup in the corridor." Under the hands of the makeup artist, Zhe Wu became more pure and her eyes were watery.

"Don't tell me that when I first entered the room, I also vaguely heard someone hanging. I thought it was some artist who was working hard." Zhe Wu recalled that when he first entered the room, he heard a woman singing, but it was not real, unlike in in the house.

The makeup artist looked at Zhe Wushui's lingering little face and exclaimed, "It's been a long time since I have such a good-looking artist, let's see if I'm satisfied."

Zhewu looked at himself in the mirror and also lamented the delicate craftsmanship of the makeup artist.

"Zhewu, if you can help us get rid of the haunted opera lady, then thank you very much." It is true that this matter has caused her too much trouble during this time.

Zhewu looked at the time, there was still some time before the shooting, so why not solve this problem first.

"Then can you take me to see this opera lady?" Zhewu tidied up and got up to check with the make-up artist, and the artists around saw that Zhewu was going to help and came forward curiously.

"Then I'll go to Xiao Wang, the drama manager. He brought this back and put it away." After speaking, the makeup artist called Xiao Wang.

After a while, a young man in his twenties, wearing glasses and overalls, ran over and said, "Sister Ding, are you looking for me?"

It seems that this is the drama manager Xiaowang, and the sister Ding he is talking about is the makeup artist.

"Xiao Wang is our guest Zhe Wu in this issue. She said she can help us solve the drama lady's affairs." Sister Ding said straight to the point.

Xiao Wang suddenly realized, and looked at Zhewu with admiration, "That's right, Teacher Zhewu is a Taoist priest, so thank you for your hard work."

Zhewu: "You're welcome, don't call me a Taoist, just call me Zhewu."

Xiao Wang didn't dare to address him by his first name, but remained polite.

"Call you Master."

"You're being polite, I'll see what's going on first, I might not be able to solve it." Zhe Wu said modestly.

"Xiao Wang, where did we put this opera girl, you can find it and show it to Zhe Wu." Sister Ding went straight to the point.

"It's in the utility room upstairs, I'll take you there." Saying that, Xiao Wang led everyone up to the second floor.

From the first floor to the second floor, Zhe Wu felt a strong aura, but this aura was very clean, not quite like a wraith.

Open the utility room, there are some colorful things in it, and various props are piled together.

When Zhewu saw these things, he knew that there might be a spirit body here.

Xiao Wang stepped forward and took out a small red package, opened it and handed it to Zhewu. Looking closely, Zhewu saw that it was a simple wooden sculpture of a girl in a costume, with charming eyes like silk. .

Zhe Wu felt the strong aura on the wood carving, this kind of aura is a clean and thorough aura, it should be created by obsession, not harmful.

"How did you find this?" Zhewu felt that there must be a story behind this.

"I got this by accident from a grass-roots group when I was visiting. She also has a poignant love story. I thought it would be interesting, so I brought it back, but I didn't expect that something like this would happen as soon as I brought it back." .” Xiao Wang sighed helplessly.

"Let's hear the story." Zhewu thought that only by understanding it can he decipher it.

"It's said that decades ago, there was a little girl who loved singing by nature. Her parents sent her to the Grass Stage Troupe and performed with her master everywhere. A farmer got married and had a child, but she still wanted to sing, so she babbled and sang by herself every day. Her mother-in-law got angry when she saw it, so she burned her costume and smashed things, so she was not allowed to play in the theater in the future. Singing, in a fit of anger, this girl fell ill. Before the bedside, I occasionally hummed a sentence or two. The mother-in-law was really afraid that she would cause trouble, so she directly put something in the medicine, which made her dumb."

Said that Xiao Wang also felt that the girl was too miserable.

"How can there be such a mother-in-law." Sister Ding was very angry.

Zhewu also felt that the girl was really miserable, but how could she become a spirit body?

"As soon as the girl woke up, she could no longer make a sound, and she hanged herself under the despair of all thoughts. According to the rules of the village, people who died violently cannot be buried in the ancestral grave, so the girl was thrown into the wilderness. Her man was really distressed, so he put her in the The appearance of the opera costume was carved into this opera lady, and it was given to the former master. Later, the local area advocated cultural propaganda, and her master gathered the grass stage troupe again, and took her statue to perform around, which is to realize a dream of hers. Bar."

Xiao Wang touched the statue regretfully, with a hint of distress in his eyes.

"Then why did you bring it back?" Zhewu knew that there was no strange reason, why did the crew find it!

Xiao Wang hesitated for a moment, but still said, "This troupe always has a performance, no matter what the weather is, it will rain heavily at the end, as if someone is crying. At first, everyone didn't notice it, until one day her master put the sculpture on the The red cloth was lifted, and two female voices appeared while singing on the stage, which frightened everyone. At that time, we were preparing for this show. I went there following the anecdote. It was the first time I heard this story. I was moved, and this story is very explosive."

Zhe Wu was also very sympathetic to the woman, she closed her eyes and felt, she had no soul, only a trace of obsession.

"This is not a ghost." Zhe Wu said.

Everyone was surprised, what is it if it’s not a ghost?

Amidst everyone's doubts, Zhewu continued, "It's a sliver of obsession, maybe after the woman died, her love for the stage turned her into a sliver of obsession left in the world. As long as her dream is fulfilled, maybe she can Rest in peace."

"Wish?" Sister Ding was puzzled.

Xiao Wang is also recalling the process of finding this opera lady, hoping to help this poor girl.