Feeling that something was wrong, Li Huowang in the backstage froze, immediately put away the heavenly book in his hand, and pulled open the backstage curtain to look outside.
It turned out that both the singers on the stage and the players beside them were trembling with fear.
He looked in front of the stage, and his pupils shrank to the smallest. He saw the double-sided bound-foot woman he met in the forest that day, sitting on the stool under the stage, crossing her legs and watching the show with the black tablets.
"This thing actually followed us. Could it be that it stuck to us?"
"Don't stop, continue to sing." Li Huowang pulled a wooden stool and placed it right under the stage. He sat there with his horse and golden sword, staring at the bound-foot woman.
Li Huowang's back gave the Lu family courage. They swallowed hard, exchanged glances with each other, and the sound of suona and the show sounded again.
The bound-foot woman's eyes were still fixed on the stage. She didn't care about Li Huowang's hostility at all, as if she really came here to listen to the opera.
"I won't move unless the enemy moves. I don't believe that this guy can still stay here during the day."
Li Huowang thought so and did so. He tried not to go out if he could for the three-month life span.
A faint mist began to rise on the ground in the ancestral hall, and the atmosphere gradually became oppressive.
Suddenly, the bound-foot woman began to move. She slowly stretched out her chubby right hand, grabbed the two red candles on the plate, stuffed them into her mouth, and began to chew.
She ate very quickly. After a while, she ate all the precious candles on the eight-immortal table next to her.
Then the singing suddenly stopped again, and Lü Xiucai, who was playing the role of a young man on the stage, was so scared that he cried out.
The paper figures placed between the eight immortal tables by the Hu family began to move without warning. They wore black watermelon hats and had bright red blush on their faces. They reached out to take the plates with red candles from other tables and floated them to the woman with bound feet.
"Hehehe~" The woman with bound feet suddenly laughed extremely terrifiedly, making everyone in the Lu family troupe tremble violently.
"Don't stop! Keep singing!" Li Huowang's roar exploded in the silent ancestral hall, dispelling the fear in everyone's heart.
"Sing~ah~~!" The old man dressed as Lu Zhuangyuan shouted, and the music sounded again, and it was brighter than before.
Everyone sang with all their strength, as if they wanted to roar out the fear in their hearts. They sang until their veins popped and they were sweating.
This time, the woman with bound feet stopped laughing, but stared at Li Huowang with a gloomy face. Not only her, but all the paper figures of everyone behaved in this way.
Li Huowang didn't care and continued to stare back.
The third watch passed in this weird atmosphere and entered the fourth watch. The Lu family troupe, who were singing very hard on the stage, were almost hoarse at this time, but they didn't dare to stop.
"It still wants to fight with me? How long will this thing fight with me?" Li Huowang thought to himself.
Just when he was hesitating whether to simply spend three months of his life to ask Master You to come out and completely solve this woman, the situation changed again. All the tablets under the stage began to tremble inexplicably.
"Da Da Da Da ~" The sound of the tablets hitting the Eight Immortals table in unison was like the sound of raindrops hitting the ground.
This time, the Lu family couldn't hold it anymore, one couldn't stand it, and they all came!
Seeing this scene, the woman with bound feet began to laugh, and laughed very happily. The extremely thin laughter hurt Li Huowang's ears.
However, looking at the woman with bound feet in front of him, Li Huowang smiled softly with the corners of his mouth raised. "I seem to have figured out what's going on. Your actions these few times seem to want to make them afraid of you."
"If you don't have this kind of bad taste like humans, then I can only guess one thing. Your food is not those candles, but the fear in their hearts, right?"
When Li Huowang saw the bound-foot woman suddenly stand up and stare at him with extreme viciousness, he knew that he must have guessed right.
"Master Lu, don't stop, keep singing. Didn't Mr. Hu say that his ancestors want to listen to something cheerful. If you are afraid of being blinded by the strong wind, just close your eyes and keep singing."
"Hehehe, tell me, do I look like a human or a god?" Seeing that her plan had completely failed, the bound-foot woman stood up with a grim smile and began to move closer to Li Huowang.
"I think you look like a two-egg spirit!" With a "clang", Li Huowang drew his sword from behind with one hand and rushed towards the woman.
After understanding the purpose of this guy, Li Huowang immediately dispelled his worries. This ghost thing was not as powerful as he thought.
Just now, it was just a stick hitting a wolf - both sides were afraid.
After three or two steps, the two sides came into contact. Li Huowang swung his sword and chopped.
A cold light flashed, and the woman was split in half. The red treasure candle that was cut in half fell out of her stomach.
The half of the woman's body in the air quickly moved behind Li Huowang and was about to touch his back.
But when the pale finger was still a long distance away from Li Huowang's back, it shrank back as if it was burned.
"Oh?" When Li Huowang noticed this sharply, he was immediately happy in his heart. This thing is taboo to the Heavenly Book!
Li Huowang threw the long sword in his hand, took out the Heavenly Book directly, and slapped it directly on the face of the woman with bound feet.
Facing the approach of the Heavenly Book, the woman with bound feet showed fear and turned around to run away.
At this time, the situation between the two sides was reversed instantly, and it became Li Huowang holding the heavenly book, which frightened the other party.
In the Hu family ancestral hall, Li Huowang and the bound-foot woman went around for a while.
But although the other party had bound feet, she ran very fast. After chasing for a long time, he didn't touch her at all.
Li Huowang panted and looked at the bound-foot woman across the table. This won't work. Let's see if he can drive her away.
"Get out! Do you hear me? Don't let me see you again!"
The bound-foot woman glared at him with a vicious look, then swayed her body and shrank into the darkness of the corner.
When Li Huowang approached the corner with a lantern, he found that there was nothing there.
Lü Zhuangyuan picked up the sword that Li Huowang threw down from the ground, trotted over, and put it in front of Li Huowang with both hands.
Li Huowang grabbed the hilt of the sword and inserted it behind his back. Then he saw Lv Zhuangyuan smiling and saying to him flatteringly: "Hehehe, tell me, do I look like a human or a god?"
Li Huowang was shocked, something was wrong! The singing hadn't stopped yet! This Lv Zhuangyuan was fake!
Just when he reacted, Lv Zhuangyuan rushed over, and his pale hands went straight through Li Huowang's body.
Instantly, he felt a piercing cold all over his body, his mood began to decline, and everything around him fell into darkness.