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- Once the stage is set up and the paper hats are hung up, the first round of the funeral can be prepared.
The Qian family brought the Eight Immortals tables, one after another, a total of twenty ones were brought in.
These Eight Immortals tables surround the stage, leaving only a small space in the middle.
Seeing this, someone said calmly behind Yun Song: "It turns out that the first scene is hanging. The Qian family is so courageous. The first scene will invite the ancestors of the Qian family."
Yun Song turned around.
The four-eyed priest appeared behind him.
Yun Song stared at him and asked, "What's wrong with Qian's patriarch?"
The Taoist Master Simu also asked him: "Aren't you willing to call the old Taoist master?"
Yun Song turned around again.
There is nothing to say.
The Taoist Master Simu answered his question in a good-tempered manner: "You see, Mrs. Qian is just a wealthy landowner in the poor and remote place of the old town. Don¡¯t you think it¡¯s strange that you found the tomb of your ancestors that you admire?¡±
"It's a bit strange." Yun Song said kindly.
Simu Daoist said: "Then you should be able to imagine that the ancestors of the Qian family were also a big family that was rich for a while!"
Yun Song said: "How can I expect this? In fact, the people who are still alive these days are richer than their ancestors, and they are all big families. Because there were many troubled times and countless disasters in the past, how could ordinary people have the ability to pass on so many generations?" Let future generations preserve it to this day?"
Daoist Simu was taken aback for a moment, and said: "You are right, but the Qian family is different. The ancestor of the Qian family was the king of Wuyue during the Ming Dynasty. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, there were many warlords. The Qian family also proclaimed themselves emperor. Wu Yue King of."
Yun Song sighed: "No wonder Qian Quanxing wept in the ancestral grave a few days ago, saying that he has shamed the ancestors."
"If their ancestors used to be the kings who dominated Wuyue, then his family is now huddled in the old town. He is really a weasel and a mouse, and one crop is worse than one crop!"
The four-eyed Taoist priest was stunned again: "Uh, your kid's words are really bad!"
He went on to say: "The Qian family has more than one branch. If you know history, you should know that the ancestor of the Qian family, King Wuyue, died of his death, so the funeral group singing and performing funeral dramas cannot be called out."
"The ones Qian wants to call out are the ancestors of the branch after they moved into the old town. They didn't enter the old town on their own initiative. According to legend, they were punished for committing mistakes and came to the depths of the old town to be punished."
"The ancestor of their branch regarded this as a great shame and humiliation, and later hanged himself. He was very resentful and obsessed. After his death, he quarreled in the old town for several days, and made the Qian family very troubled. "
"So if Mrs. Qian comes up, they will call out their ancestors¡ªeh, no."
Just as he was speaking, the mourners in black clothes, black hats and white masks came to the stage and moved the table down again.
Daoist Simu suddenly said: "It turns out that they want to test whether the volume of the stage is suitable. That's right. The highlight of this funeral play is the return of the ancestor of the Qian family. The stage naturally has to meet the needs of this play." Let's set it up."
While everyone was busy moving tables, he taught Yun Song some knowledge about funeral dramas.
Finally, when the table was moved down, someone came out and asked, "Thank you, neighbors, for your support. Neighbors come to watch the funeral drama. Do you understand the rules?"
The people shouted one after another: "Understood!"
The man bowed his hands and saluted, got up and said: "Although you all understand, but I still have to repeat it, because the matter is of great importance, please don't take it lightly!"
"First!"
"You must not make any noise while watching the play! You must block your mouth, no matter what you see, you are not allowed to yell!"
"second!"
"The show lasts a long time, it doesn't end until it's dark, and try not to leave until the show ends!"
"If you have to leave, you must not go by yourself. You must find someone to go with you¡ªbut when you find someone to accompany you, you must see whether you are looking for someone, and don't lure ghosts with you!"
Hearing this, the sound of swallowing saliva came from the mouths of ordinary people.
The person on the stage said coldly: "The third!"
"You can leave but you can't go home. If you can't sleep anymore, you can find relatives and friends to stay overnight!"
"Remember, even if you can't help but speak up later, you must never say the words 'go home', and if you want to leave, cover your head and leave quietly. If you say 'go home', Then when the time comes, the one who really returns to your house will not know who it is!"
The voice became more and more sinister, and someone directly stuffed the prepared cloth into his mouth.
&It's very thoughtful, using the fragrance of powder to cover up the burnt smell of burning fire.
The funeral drama is still going on, and it has been performed several times in a row, all of which end with the violent death of people¡ª¡ª
This stunned Yun Song.
Isn't Qian's ancestor too unfortunate? Why are so many people dying? !
As the funeral plays went on, someone finally started to put tables on the stage, just like before.
This is the specialty of funeral dramas, hanging dramas!
When Taoist Simu previously popularized the knowledge of funeral operas to Yun Song, he said that the panhang opera is the best opera of the funeral group, because the most common folk death is to hang himself.
After all, taking poison requires poison, jumping off a building requires high ground, and wiping your neck requires strength. Hanging yourself is the easiest way.
Compared with other plays that end with performances on stage, funeral plays are much more exciting.
This is a martial arts scene. The actor playing the role of the hanged man has to stack the tables. He stacks up the tables layer by layer and turns them up layer by layer. During the period, there are all kinds of tricks, just like a monkey climbing a mountain.
The table was set, and the actors came on stage.
As usual, acting out a person's life is acting out the life of this ancestor of the Qian family.
The actor who played the role of Qian's ancestor is a talented person, and his physical performance is very contagious. He played out Qian's ancestor's youthful vigor, middle-aged depression, and old age's despair. up.
The other actors stepped down, and Qian's patriarch began to move the tables. He first lifted a table and grabbed the legs of the table with one hand to look at it. With a flick of his wrist, the table flew into the air, spun down and landed precisely in the middle of the stage.
The people watching nodded their heads.
Good style!
The ancestor of the Qian family no longer touched the stage, he jumped onto a table next to him, made a somersault like a monkey, and jumped to the table in the middle.
He walked quickly around the table and flipped back to the outer table, grabbed the adjacent table and threw it into the air as usual, stacking this table on top of the first table.
Just like someone carefully put two tables together, the four legs of the upper table are right on the four corners of the lower table.
Be steady!
The ancestor of the Qian family jumped up again, turned over and jumped onto the table on the second floor.
Yun Song couldn't help applauding.
This is amazing.
The tables are piled up one by one, and they are stacked up and down from beginning to end, so twenty tables are stacked up to be more than 20 meters high!
This is an exaggeration!
But the actor who played the role of Qian's ancestor could climb up every time. After stacking up four tables, he couldn't turn over the table directly, so he jumped over and grabbed the legs of a table to stabilize his body, and then went up to the next level. Climb up one level.
Have been piled up to twenty-one tables!
Climb all the way to the height of the twenty-one-story table!
During the period, the table shook repeatedly but did not collapse. This miraculous skill made Yun Song amazed and ashamed.
This actor is a real master!
However, he was a little puzzled. Priest Simu told him that the pan hanging show was not so magical at all.
Twenty-one tables are used in combination. There are six tables on the bottom, five on top, and four on top of each other. The last table, including the stage, needs to be stacked up to seven layers. , the actor can climb these seven floors is already very powerful, enough to make people admire.
On the seventh floor, which is the last table, someone will bring up a wooden pole when the table is piled up. On the pole stands a bronze mirror with a long white silk hanging on it.
If an actor plays a man hangs himself, he is called a male hanger, and a woman hangs himself, he is called a female hanger, and neither the male hanger nor the female hanger will directly stick his head into the white silk, he will dance with the white silk.
This piece of white silk is very long, and he has to pass it through six places: waist, side, crotch, elbow, leg, and nape, and finally put his head into the white silk.
Because the body has been supported by the white silk before, even if the head is stuffed into the remaining white silk, it will not really be hanged, it is just a show.
Regardless of whether it is male or female, this white silk is not dangerous.
What is dangerous is behind you.
After all, no one knows what is going on at the funeral, and what they will do when they see the excitement!
Other funeral plays are performed by several people on the stage together, which can strengthen each other's courage, but the hanging play is performed by one person in the air, which is dangerous.
So along with Bai Ling, there is also a bronze mirror to ward off evil spirits. Performers dancing solo in the air should pay attention to the bronze mirror. There can only be one figure in the bronze mirror. Once there are two figures, it means that there is something that is not human. up.
At this time, another function of the white silk appears. The opera singer can untie the unique knot of the white silk, so that as long as he jumps in the air, he can slide down the white silk and quickly blend into the crowd, so as to avoid the evil spirits.
Now the male hanging that Yun Song sees has climbed onto the 21-story Eight Immortals tabletop¡ªat this height at night, people on the ground can't see clearly the situation of the people on the table at all.
When he was wondering how could there be such a tall wooden pole, a silk cloth appeared in the night sky. The male diao did not dance while pulling the cloth and piercing it into all parts of his body, but simply stuck his head in.
Immediately he lifted his foot and kicked on the table!
"Crash, blah, blah, blah!"
The tall tower of the Eight Immortals Table collapsed!
And the male hanger's feet were hanging on the silk cloth!
Yun Song's heart sank: It's broken, something happened!
,p; At this time, another function of the white silk appears. The opera singer can untie the unique knot of the white silk, so that as long as he jumps in the air, he can slide down the white silk and quickly blend into the crowd, so as to avoid the evil spirits.
Now the male hanging that Yun Song sees has climbed onto the 21-story Eight Immortals tabletop¡ªat this height at night, people on the ground can't see clearly the situation of the people on the table at all.
When he was wondering how could there be such a tall wooden pole, a silk cloth appeared in the night sky. The male diao did not dance while pulling the cloth and piercing it into all parts of his body, but simply stuck his head in.
Immediately he lifted his foot and kicked on the table!
"Crash, blah, blah, blah!"
The tall tower of the Eight Immortals Table collapsed!
And the male hanger's feet were hanging on the silk cloth!
Yun Song's heart sank: It's broken, something happened!
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