Chapter 275 Error

Three drums sounded quickly, and along with them came the sound of opera singing.

The fog on the lake surface surged, and a red figure appeared from the lake surface, as if standing in the clouds.

She had a graceful figure, a slender waist, a phoenix crown on her head, and red clouds on her shoulders.

Several big red lanterns floated on the left and right, reflecting the surrounding lake water red.

They looked like a pair of red eyes.

The singing was erratic, and with the strange movements of the people singing, it gave people a gloomy feeling.

Young Master Huang was indeed a ghost.

Qin Jian, who was wearing a paper head, couldn't help but tremble in his calves.

He was one of the first group of people carrying the sedan chair, and as he shook, the whole sedan chair shook.

Tang Shirou, who was sitting in the sedan chair, put her hands together, tightly grasping the hem of her clothes, and her face was pale.

At first glance, she was not much different from a ghost.

Fortunately, the curtains around the sedan were lowered, so she could only hear the sound but could not see what was happening on the lake.

No one dared to make a sound.

In a short time after the three drums sounded, Qin Jian, An Xuan, Chen Qiang and You Qi, the four people carrying the sedan, worked together to lift the sedan up, and then ran to the designated location.

It was an old wooden stage.

It was built by the lake, along the water.

But it was obviously abandoned for a long time, and half-human-high reeds and various aquatic plants grew around it. They looked at it from afar across the lake during the day and did not find it.

Now the stage was also eroded by fog, and there were shadows all around. I don’t know what was hidden.

The people carrying the sedan stepped on the wooden stage. The wood under their feet was obviously rotten, and the harsh "creaking" sound was heard from time to time, as if they could break the wooden board and fall into the water at any time.

Following the rehearsal before, several people took a deep breath, swayed and carried the sedan, and jogged along the wooden stage for two laps.

According to An Xuan's previous words, the general meaning of this play is to pick up the bride from her home and send her to the groom's house.

After carrying the sedan chair for a while, finally, the fourth drum sounded.

An Xuan and others immediately looked in one direction.

According to the arrangement of this play, the second group of people will come from this direction soon.

Then after completing the handover of another play, they can leave.

Now is also the moment that An Xuan is most worried about. He is worried that the second group will not show up.

There is a high possibility of an accident in the middle.

Time passed by minute by minute. It has been a while since the fourth drum sounded, but the direction in front of them is still shrouded by a thin layer of fog.

The second group did not show up.

Did something go wrong?

Just as An Xuan was thinking about how to deal with it quickly, a blood-red sedan rushed out of the mist and came to the stage where they were.

An Xuan immediately felt the frame on his body tremble. It seems that the other few people are also like him, worried that the second group will not come.

Seeing the sedan finally appear, they breathed a sigh of relief.

They immediately carried the sedan to meet them, and the two identical red sedans began to perform a scene.

Although it was called a scene, the plot and actions were very simple. After all, none of them had ever performed such a scene before. If the actions were more complicated, it would be really troublesome.

The sedans of Jiangcheng and Anxuan circled each other twice, and the singing sound floated in their ears, sometimes left and sometimes right, which was very strange.

The surroundings were filled with fog, and they could only see a small area nearby. As for what was happening on the lake, they could not see it, and they did not dare to see it.

Now everyone's mind was on finishing this scene as soon as possible.

I hope there will be no more mistakes.

Five drums sounded.

The two teams looked at each other, then stopped their movements in tacit understanding, slowly put down the sedan chair, and then followed the instructions on the paper, stepped on the rhythm of the opera, took strange and mechanical steps, jumped out of the sedan chair, and finally came to the other side of the sedan chair and took over the other side's position.

The two groups of people staggered past each other, which was equivalent to the sedan chair not moving, and the sedan bearers who carried the sedan chair exchanged positions.

The whole scene was strange and silent. Qin Jian, who was wearing a paper head, felt very uncomfortable, as if his clothes were crawling with maggots.

They were waiting, everyone was waiting.

Both groups stopped by the sedan chair, standing solemnly, no one dared to make a sound, and even breathing could not be heard in the sedan chair.

They were waiting for the sixth drum sound.

After the sixth drum sounded, they could leave separately and then return to the abandoned house to gather.

This lake trapped in the mansion gave people a very bad feeling, gloomy, as if it was full of dead souls under the water.

They even doubted whether it was their own faces reflected on the water when they rushed to the water's edge and looked down with lanterns.

Perhaps it was a fierce ghost with green face and fangs.

When the mournful singing was about to reach its climax, they finally heard the sixth drum.

The sedan chair trembled, and An Xuan understood, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The other team on the opposite side was also like this. Zuo Jingjiangcheng and others reacted even faster than An Xuan's group. They immediately set up the sedan chair and ran in another direction.

As the second group, they needed to make an extra circle, and they could only rush back after An Xuan and his group returned to the gathering yard.

An Xuan and his group grabbed the lifting pole, immediately put the sedan chair on their shoulders, and then evacuated along the arranged route.

On the way back, their speed was obviously faster than when they came.

The singing of opera on the lake behind him gradually subsided. If you take off Qin Jian's paper head at this moment, you will find that the expression on his face is much better than when he first heard the singing.

He thought that today would be a bad day.

Qin Jian narrowed his eyes slightly after glancing at An Xuan, who was also in the first row beside him.

This Mr. An really has some tricks. The suggestion he made for himself actually saved his life.

Although it is too early to say this now, he can clearly feel that after the singing disappeared, the strange atmosphere that permeated the lake also dissipated.

There should be no problem tonight.

As for tomorrow, it depends on whether someone will make a more fatal mistake.

And he also understands what Mr. An means. He still has Tang Shirou in his hand to save his life.

Although he has not had much contact with Mr. An, the latter's mind and means really make him admire him, who is decades older.

Inadvertently glancing at An Xuan beside him, Qin Jian's eyes have some other thoughts. It seems that the clue should be on him.

Hurry up, hurry up.

Yuqi was sweating profusely while running. He stared at the house not far ahead. As long as he entered the house and waited for the other group to come back, this mission would be done.

"Crack--"

A sharp friction sound interrupted his thoughts.

The next second, the gate of the house suddenly opened, and an identical red sedan rushed out of the house and headed straight for them.