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It seems that there is no other option but to pluck up the courage to go up to the second floor.

After thinking about it, Smith let the flower cold on his back prepare the bullet and stepped onto the steps.

The higher the stairs, the clearer the sound of the singing becomes.

When everyone stepped on the last step, they finally saw the second floor clearly.

There were no lights, but an eerie orange light filled the entire second floor.

In the middle of the second floor, a stage was erected that was out of step with the surroundings.

On the dusty stage, two adult-sized paper figures, a man and a woman, stood.

The face of the paper figure is painted with a thick layer of oil paint, which closely resembles a real person.

Hu Bayi stared at the two paper figures deadly, and suddenly his face changed: "It's not good! The paper figures are eye-catching, I'm afraid they are already alive, and the singing sound we just heard may be sung by these two paper figures on the stage!"

Everyone hurriedly looked over the stage.

I saw that the two paper figures had already begun to move.

With the ups and downs of the music, the male paper man started to tone

: "This ingot of silver is three, two, three, take it back and settle down with you, measure the wheat, grind the white flour, and the two of us will live in a daze for a few years!"

After the male paper man finished singing, the female paper man immediately picked up:

"The slave's husband has been gone for eighteen years, and the book has not been returned without a letter."

"Don't take this ingot of silver with me, take it home and make peace with your mother! Measure wheat to grind white flour, wear silk to sew clothes

, let your mother eat and let your mother wear it! Eat your mother to typhoid fever!"

"Once your mother died! The body was buried on the side of the road, and the monk was called to recite the scriptures! Ask the stonemason to carve the tip of the stele! Write your father Xue Pinggui on the top! Write your mother Wang Baochuan on the bottom! Recite it to the gentleman passing by! The military master passed on the filial piety of his son to the world!".

A sharp and desolate Qin cavity constantly echoed in this building, which really made people's scalps tingle.

Those few people from the beautiful country didn't understand, they just felt terrible, and their legs trembled.

If the previous things brought them physical resistance, these two paper figures brought them a cold from the inside out.

Hua Han trembled and tugged at Wang Kaixuan's sleeve on the side, and asked in a subtle voice: "Fat man, what are they singing?

Hua Han's eyes widened instantly

, "Who are you scolding!First

of all, I didn't mess with you!" "No, no, no!" Wang Kaixuan hurriedly explained, "It's not about you, this is a traditional drama in Daxia, these two paper people are quarreling, the man said I will give you money and I will support you, and the woman is scolding this man."

Hua Han then withdrew the eye knife: "Next time, please use your words more civilly." The

stage was still singing poignantly, and everyone in the audience was at a loss, so they could only turn their eyes to Huo Jilin for help.

didn't figure out the virtues of the two paper figures in front of him, Hua Han didn't dare to shoot easily, for fear that if one accidentally angered the paper figures, it would not only be useless, but also counterproductive.

What everyone really didn't expect was that Huo Jilin at this time was not only fearless, but also had some enjoyment.

Hu Bayi gently touched Huo Jilin's arm: "Brother Huo, what are you thinking?"

Huo Jilin opened his eyes:

"Listen to the play, don't you think she sings quite well? If I were Wang Baochuan, I would have to give this Xue Pinggui two big mouths."

"This Li Chunfeng is still a little interesting.

"The wanderer outside is thinking about home, even if he dies and is buried in the grave, he will have to sleep with the sound of the country." "

Ahh Wang Kaixuan listened to Huo Jilin's words, and he was really a little confused, and he only felt that Huo Jilin's courage was really amazing, "Huo Ye, look at the surrounding environment, is this suitable for listening to the opera?" If you like it, when we go out of this place with good arms and legs, I will have many more CDs at home, all of which will be given to you."

Huo Jilin rolled his eyes: "Who wants your pirated CD." The

two paper figures on the stage sang more and more intensely, and in the end, what they sang was no longer the lines that "Wudian Slope" should have, but scolded each other.

Just when everyone was observing whether the two paper figures had any next moves, the two paper figures stopped their movements and looked in the direction of Huo Jilin and the others.

The eyeball of those two pairs of eyes, which had been just a drop of black ink, had now turned vermilion.

The corners of the paper man's mouth also raised, and he giggled.

The female paper man shouted to the male paper man in a strange voice with a sharp voice: "My husband, why are there still a few living people in front of us to listen to our singing?"

The male paper man replied in the same tone: "Ghost shows can be listened to by ordinary people, since they have listened to them, then they have to pay a little price!"

After speaking, the fingernails of the two paper figures suddenly stretched out, and they jumped off the stage with a weird smile.

"Ahh

Smith carefully put down Hua Han, rubbed his shoulders, and faced the two paper figures with a look of disdain: "You are here, let me play with them!" Obviously

, Smith did not regard these two paper figures as the same thing, but only felt that they were two broken pieces of paper endowed with evil energy.

The movements of the two paper figures were light, and they instantly scuffled with Smith.

Smith's skills are really good, and at the beginning, he also fought back and forth with these two paper figures.

It is worthy of the kung fu learned in Daxia, and when he punches, it seems that a gust of wind is whistling out, and every punch and kick directly hits the weak points of the two paper figures.

It's a pity that there is an old saying in Great Xia that has been passed down for a long time, called the world's martial arts, only fast is not broken!

Although Smith's speed can be regarded as the best in the beautiful country, he can't compare to those two light paper figures.

On several occasions, the paper man's long nails had scratched through Smith's clothes.

In the end, Smith didn't pay attention, and was cut in the face by the hostess.

"Giggle~"

Seeing that he was superior, the two paper figures giggled in place.

Smith's face was scratched and bloody, half of his face was almost gone, and he rolled on the ground in pain.

Seeing this, Hua Han was so anxious that he shouted, "Smith, are you okay!"

Smith convulsed in pain on the ground, and the wound on half of his face began to turn blue at an extremely fast speed.

Hua Han trembled with anger, and hurriedly snatched his big knife from Anderson's hand, wanting to rush up and fight with the two paper figures.

Anderson hugged Hua Han's waist and shouted, "Don't, boss, you still have a leg injury!, how can you go out and work hard!" Huo

Jilin looked at the two paper figures who were proud, and smiled disdainfully: "It's just paper, is it worth being scared??!