"Watching my husband shed his bones and turn into smoke under the tree, I could only plant yellow soil in front of the grave for you."
When the man said these two lines, he did it very vividly.
He even recited them several times.
It was as if he hadn't had enough!
It was as if the moment he closed his eyes, he could see the Ghost Lady waving her sleeves and singing on the stage.
That scene replayed in his mind for a long time.
"What a tragic story!"
"Isn't it?"
Tragic, but not poignantly beautiful.
Those few Great Lin people were infatuated with the story.
A man at the next table asked, "What play are you talking about? Is it that good? "
This question immediately opened the conversation between the two tables.
The Great Lin man who recited the lines said to him, "You probably haven't been to Yiwu yet. When you get there, you must go and listen to the Zhao family's play. I guarantee that you will love it as much as I do."
This man didn't use the word 'love', but 'greed'.
"That's strange. The dramas nowadays are so ugly."
"But the play I'm talking about is good."
"Is that so? Tell me in detail.
What do you think? "
"The play is called 'Ghost Lady Buries her Husband'!"
'Ghost Lady Buries her Husband'?
The name immediately attracted the curiosity of the people around them.
Someone said, "'Ghost Lady Buries her Husband'? This name is really strange. It sounds like a play about ghosts and monsters. "
The Great Lin man said, "It's not just the name. The whole play is also very strange. "
"Oh? Continue. "
The man turned his body to make himself more comfortable. He picked up the cup of tea in front of him and took a sip. He cleared his throat and looked like he was going to talk for a long time.
Almost all the people in the first floor gathered around him.
They wanted to hear what was so strange about the play.
Even Ji Yunshu was a little interested.
'Ghost Lady Buries her Husband'. The name sounded somewhat sad but beautiful.
Ji Yunshu opened her ears and looked in that direction, but she only saw people standing around. She couldn't see the person who was going to 'tell the story'. The person inside said, "The beginning of this play is about a woman and her husband getting married. The stage is very lively, and the two of them are like glue. They are entangled almost every night. The man plows the fields, and the woman weaves. Their days are happy and harmonious. Who would have thought that when the man was out, he would bump into a young lady from a rich family. Both of them happened to meet each other's eyes, and from then on, they would often have private affairs together. For the sake of women and money, the man finally hardened his heart and pushed his wife into the bottom of a well, cruelly killing her. After that, he married the rich young lady. Once he entered the door of riches and honor, he was like a carp leaping over the dragon's gate! Unexpectedly, a strand of his wife's soul did not disperse and turned into a ghost lady at the bottom of the well. After entering the world of the living, she put on a stranger's skin and went to her husband to repay her debt. Her husband lusted after the beauty of her new skin and carried out illicit acts with the ghost lady behind the rich young lady's back. Until one night, when the rich young lady ran into them, the ghost lady induced the man to kill the rich young lady and pushed her into the dry well where she died. The man thought that he could be with the ghost lady from then on. Little did he know that the ghost lady tore off the human skin on her face right in front of him, revealing her original horrifying appearance! Her husband fainted on the spot.
After he fainted, Ghost Lady cried as she skinned her husband alive, leaving only a pile of white bones. "
The man described it vividly!
Everyone felt a chill down their spines.
It was horrifying and eerie.
As if they had already imagined the scene.
After a while, someone began to ask impatiently, "What happened next? What happened next? What happened to the ghost lady? After her husband turned into a pile of white bones? Did he become a ghost too? "The man cleared his throat and continued," After that, the ghost lady buried the pile of white bones of her husband under a big tree. Ghost Lady then buried her husband's bones under a big tree. She also sat by the grave all day long, reciting as she did so. Only then did she come up with the last two lines, 'Watching my husband shed his bones and turn into smoke under the tree, I have no choice but to plant yellow soil before the grave for you.'
That story was really tragic. You might not understand it after listening to me, but you'd better go and see it yourself to understand. You mustn't miss it! "
As he spoke, there was a hint of a sigh.
It would be a blessing of three lifetimes if they could see it again!
However —
The crowd fell into silence after listening to the story.
They didn't know what to say.
They didn't know what to say.
They were deeply immersed in the story.
Until —
The waiter came with a few dishes and shouted, "Coming, coming! Your dishes are here!"
He walked towards where Ji Yunshu and the others were sitting.
Everyone's eyes turned to look at them.
They seemed to be unhappy that the waiter broke the silence.
The waiter was also stunned.
He quietly put down the dishes in his hands and quickly slipped away.
Thus, someone said, "It's indeed sad and beautiful, but that man brought this upon himself. He deserved that outcome."
"The ghost lady was the most pitiful. Not only was she betrayed by her husband, but she was also pushed into the well."
"That's why I said, an eye for an eye! If it were me, I would not only skin that man alive, but also grind his bones and scatter his ashes. "
"That's right!"
…
Someone said, "In the end, it's just a play. It's not real. Why are you all so excited?"
The man from Great Lin who told the story said, "Although the story is fake, it's deeply rooted in people's hearts! Everyone who has seen it applauded. It's hard to get a ticket these days! "
"Then who wrote this play?"
"I'm not sure. I only know that it's a play by the famous Zhao Troupe in Yiwu!"
Everyone was curious.
Some businessmen who were going to Yiwu to do business said that they wanted to watch it.
After listening to the story, Ji Yunshu softly recited, "I watched my husband shed his bones and turned into smoke under the tree. I could only plant yellow soil in front of the grave for you."
She could almost imagine Dan Jiao on the stage, wearing terrifying makeup, sitting next to the grave under the tree, crying while holding the yellow soil in his hands.
It was truly sad and beautiful!
Jing Rong picked up a piece of meat and gave it to her. "Eat something first and rest well tonight."
She regained her composure and nodded. "Yes."
Bai Yin said, "Isn't it just a play? What's there to see? I really don't understand those people. "
Jing Rong said, "Watching a play is like watching life. You won't understand!"
"I only know that it's not real!"
"That's not necessarily true."
'Huh?'
Bai Yin frowned. "Don't tell me you really believe what they said just now? Is there really a heartless man? Is there really a demonic woman? There are no ghosts or spirits in this world. It's all fake. The person who wrote this play is a madman. "
Bai Yin only believed in the truth of the blade. Those genteel plays had always been nonsense in her eyes.
They weren't worth believing!
Jing Rong smiled and didn't say anything.
That night, everyone stayed at the inn for the night. The next day, they set off for Yiwu.
As for Ji Yunshu, she took off her women's clothes and changed into men's clothes.
It was convenient!
Last night, Jing Rong's group was handsome and the beautiful women were very eye-catching.
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