Chapter 10-4

Usually, I only went to the backstage to watch the role after I thanked the show. How could I go to the backstage halfway through the show?

Suspiciously, she still followed her. The corner was on the stage. The backstage was very quiet. Shao Yankuan shook her hand and walked through the small and crowded backstage dressing room. She saw the table with all kinds of strangling heads, patches, plug faces, colorful boxes, and colorful costumes on the table...

It’s just such a little possessive, and when you go on stage, it’s like a dragon’s eye, and a person’s life is a play.

Shao Yankuan lifted the curtain, and the sound of Huqin and erhu was gone, and it penetrated her eardrums. She was startled: "This is the stage."

Yes, it was the stage. Shao Yankuan smiled and pulled her to the stage.

So many characters, with various outfits, python robe, ribbons, flying up and down, singing and chanting in a serious manner, turning a blind eye to these two out of place outsiders.

She was a little confused. She walked to the center of the stage, wearing a pair of pearl-clad satin high heels under her feet, knocking on the wooden stage, and raising her face accidentally. The female general who was covered in heroic clothes started singing: "Three cannons outside the gate were like thunder. Tianbo Mansion walked out of the Baoguo minister, wearing a golden crown covering her clouds, and the armor of that year was covered with her body..."

For a moment, a thought suddenly flashed through the play: Who in this world doesn’t make a play?

This huge world is originally a play set and a play, today's love for the audience, and the future of the stage play.

Shao Yankuan said: "Siteng, the opera singers on this stage are all fake. After the song ends, the people will disperse.

But I am true to you. On stage, off stage, in front of others, and behind me, wherever I feel, I understand it."

He knelt on one knee, and turned out a silk white handkerchief in his sleeve, and wrapped a bright rose in the silk.

Shaodong from Huamei Textile Factory and the young master of the Shao family performed a vivid show.

Si Teng reached out and lifted the teacup on the table, laughed and got up.

Shao Qing was confused and didn't understand why she said it well. Why did the female guest suddenly turn away. Qin Fang was also stunned for a moment. After a few hurried explanations to Shao Qing, he hurriedly chased her out. Si Teng walked so fast, put his hands in the pocket of the mink coat, his waist and back were straight, and his face turned pale. He walked towards the middle of the road. Several cars were tilted and braked urgently. The angry driver stretched out his head to curse. His eyes touched her fierce eyes, and he shuddered and stopped him.

Qin Fang finally caught up with her and knew that it was a bad situation, but he had to bite the bullet and remind her: "Siteng, abide by the traffic rules."

"Huangpu River."

Qin Fang didn't understand it at first, and thought it was the kind of code on TV, such as "Yangzijiang, Yangzijiang, I am Dongting Lake". The next second I realized that she was going to Huangpu River.

Qin Fang had never seen the Huangpu River during the Republic of China, and didn't know what the scenery was like at that time. He sat on the viewing seat along the river, looked at Si Teng standing quietly on the railing, and then looked at the tall buildings on the other side. Finally, he couldn't help but walk to her. Before he could speak, Si Teng asked, "Have the ticket been settled?"

While speaking, a tourist cruise ship rang its flute across the river. Qin Fang replied: "Cruise ticket?"

"Are you stupid?

Today is the third day, and I will go back to Miao Village.

Air ticket back."

An Man's funeral procedures were not completed so quickly, and his ID card should be available. Qin Fang took out his mobile phone to book a ticket. When he was operating, he couldn't help but look at Si Teng several times: Is it a monster who is particularly good at controlling feelings or is Si Teng a special person?

Ordinary women should be in a mess when they hear news about their old lover, right?

But Si Teng is like a chess that can be easily controlled and played step by step. It takes three days to three days and cannot be changed. If you don't continue to investigate, even if the clues on Shao Yankuan are first revealed.

After booking the ticket, he looked at the time: "The ticket at 8 o'clock is quite far away from the airport, so you have to set off in advance.

If you watch the river view, you can stay for at most half an hour.”

Si Teng didn't say anything, Qin Fang hesitated for a moment and asked her: "Has Shao Yankuan proposed to you?"

"yes."

"Did you agree?"

"It's almost."

A little bit near?

What does it mean to be a little bit worse?

"Siteng, actually, there are two Si Teng in this world, right?

Or, you have a twin sister, and you share the name Si Teng. Sometimes she appears under Si Teng's name, and sometimes it is you. So at that time, Shao Yankuan thought he was pursuing a person, but in fact, sometimes you are with him, and sometimes your sisters are with him, but Shao Yankuan couldn't tell him, and the Taoist priests didn't tell him.

Marrying Shao Yankuan as the second wife, getting pregnant and having a child, he was killed by Taoist Qiushan. The one who died in 1946 was your sister. As for you, she had already died as early as 1937, right?"

No answer, long silence.

Just when Qin Fang was no longer hoping for Si Teng's answer, she suddenly said: "The ball on your neck has finally begun to learn to think."

The ball on the neck?

That's called head! Also known as head!

Qin Fang gritted his teeth: "You said someone can die if you say something nice?"

Si Teng actually smiled and said, "How angry are you? When my business is done, you will break up with you. You hold a million and want to scold you, but you have no way to ask me for advice."

Why do I ask you to scold me with a million? Are I born to be a shame?

Before Qin Fang could retort, she suddenly said, "The Huangpu River is coming into the sea. Shao Yankuan's corpse is in the sea, and the water flows together. Unfortunately, I can't become a demon now. If my demonic power is still there, thousands of vines will follow the water and live for thousands of miles, and I will always be able to regain his skeleton."

Knowing that the possibility is not high, Qin Fang still asked carefully: "Mimmersed?"

"Tear his skeleton into 206 bones, buy a box, put them in, and then drag the box around to travel. When you meet pigs, dogs, chickens, you will feed them one piece. When you are in a good mood, you will throw one piece up the mountain, and when you are in a bad mood, you will throw one piece into the water. When you are in a bad mood, you will throw them all. The knot in your heart is opened and you will put them down."

She spoke in a daze, her tone was calm, as if she was depicting a beautiful future. Qin Fang heard the sound of a cold air on his back: "Do you hate Shao Yankuan so much?"

Taoist Master Qiushan said that the matter was over and would not affect future generations.

Even if you and Shao Yankuan have no results in the end, they will have a relationship..."

Si Teng sneered: "Friendship?

After Qingcheng, there was no relationship with Shao Yankuan! Didn’t you see the photo of him and Qiu Shan?”

"Qiushan is not good to me, because their Taoist sects regard monsters as inferior ones, and they are born with mortal enemies. They can't be good or bad about planning each other.

But he, Shao Yankuan, is different. His vows are still in his ears. If you know I am a monster, you will avoid it like a beast. I can laugh it off. Who said he is a monster? Right?"

"But later he joined Qiu Shan to deal with me, deliberately making a false appearance of reuniting with me in Shanghai, and pretending to be true love, so he asked me to marry him - a group of cowards who couldn't deal with me, so he wanted to seduce me. Once I gave up my demonic power in order to conceive, they could easily deal with me.

Qiu Shan did this, but it can be explained that there is a different position. Do you know what he, Shao Yankuan, is for?

Um?"

What can Shao Yankuan do for?

Qin Fang couldn't think of it.

Si Teng stared at a certain direction on the other side for a long time: "For his precarious textile factory, the playboy is not in business, and the ancestral property is in danger. Qiu Shan painted him a big cake that would help him revitalize his family business with wealth and treasures as long as it succeeded. He was like he had caught a life-saving straw, and put a talisman on his back that prevented me from harming him, and went to the big dance floor of Paramount in a well-dressed manner."

Qin Fang followed her gaze and saw that it was too far away and could not be seen clearly. Is there the former site of the so-called Huamei Textile Factory?

In order to bring about a factory's resurrection, he had to plot Si Teng's love and life with a sweet voice. Shao Yankuan is not bad. Shao Yankuan can compare Si Teng with a factory. In fact, he can't really have any real feelings for Si Teng.

Qin Fang didn't know what to say. He himself felt that the word "love" was actually very complicated. Many heartbreaking hatreds still had the aftertaste of love. The one who was particularly addicted to it was often women. He felt that Si Teng would have more or less a bit of emotion. He obviously hated him, but he still wanted to inquire and know...

Si Teng's words interrupted his thoughts: "Do you think I am making hate because of love, so I must find out about Shao Yankuan's whereabouts?"

Qin Fang suddenly realized: If Si Teng had not chosen to marry Shao Yankuan at that time, then the other person who fell in love with Shao Yankuan and had emotional entanglement with Shao Yankuan should be another person.

"You came for your... sister?"

Si Teng took his eyes from the other side: "I came here just for one thing. Who was it? It traveled thousands of miles and buried me in Nangqian."

From the surveillance screen of the funeral home, Zhang Touer saw Zhao Jianglong's tightly wrapped body being sent to the incinerator.

He glanced at Jia Guizhi beside him. The woman was wearing black and her bloated waist was streaked by the clothes, and with an indescribable strange expression, she kept staring at the surveillance screen. When the flames rose, she screamed with a crying voice: "Do not to get out of the fire!"

This was what the funeral home staff ordered. When it was burned, they had to shout this sentence, reminding the dead relatives to be more sensitive and not to be burned by fire. Zhang Tou sneered at the beginning, thinking that he was dead, why are he still so weak? When he heard Jia Guizhi shouting in a crying voice, his heart felt a little sour. Seeing her starting to wipe her tears on the side, she couldn't stand it, so she got up and went outside to smoke.

The chimney above the incinerator began to rise in black smoke, and she stared blankly, thinking that people were just burning like this, it was so boring.

Two staff members were talking and walking past Zhang Touer.

"It's hard to burn, it's wrapped layer by layer, so tight."

"I said that my family is a Tibetan in Qinghai. This is the religious belief there. I have to wrap it like this. The yellow cloth is full of Buddhist scriptures. I didn't dare to lift it. I just touched it like that and I was scolded for disrespecting others."

...

Zhang Touer sighed again. After being ridiculed by the police for not knowing Tibetan Buddhist statues, he made up for a while online for a while. Now he is able to talk about the Tibetan customs with people. Most of the Tibetans are buried in the sky. However, one reason is that Zhao Jianglong is a Han Chinese, and the other reason is that if Chinese laws stipulate that if they die in another place, the body must be cremated on the spot and then brought back for burial. Therefore, even if Jia Guizhi wants to bury Zhao Jianglong according to the customs of his hometown, he must go through the cremation level.

I don’t know how long it took, Jia Guizhi came out with a black cloth urn. When she walked past Zhang Touer, she stopped and said coldly: “Follow every day, will you not have any other case to handle?

I will go back to Nangqian in two days. Do you guys follow you all the way?"

After saying that, he pushed Zhang Tou and walked towards the direction of his parking lot. Zhang Touu looked at her back, feeling both heartbroken and breathless, and really wanted to spit on her.

For her safety, I was busy for the sake of her safety, and I didn't even say thank you, but I was thankless.

But she was not wrong. The police force was limited and there was no progress. The superiors had already urged the transfer personnel to go to other cases. The police officers who were lying on the site near Jia Guizhi's house were about to withdraw in the past two days. Why are you talking about going to Nangqian?

Zhou Wandong pushed open the window on the 13th floor and looked at the room downstairs. The room was pitch black and there was no light on. Jia Guizhi probably hadn't come back yet. She raised her wrist and looked at her watch. It was 5 o'clock in the evening.

There is a police station opposite Jia Guizhi's house, but it is difficult to enter from the corridor. Fortunately, there is no one in the house upstairs, so he pried in the door. Although it is a bit dangerous from the downstairs to the 12th floor, who is he used to doing this?

Zhao Jianglong was cremated today. Jia Guizhi had social events after the funeral home, but he should be back soon. Zhou Wandong wrapped his pendant rope around his waist with a blue face, and tried the firmness of the tying piles. Then he leaned on the windowsill with both hands and leaned out, carefully rubbing against the wall.

Lao Qi actually broke it inexplicably. It was unimaginable that there was a ghost here?

Not to mention whether he has a deep brotherly relationship with Lao Qi for so many years - he cannot give him an explanation for his death, will Zhou Wandong still have the face to be scrambled on the road in the future!

Everything went smoothly, and there was no anti-theft window installed on the upper floor. Zhou Wandong used the glass knife and suction cup to break a hole in the window glass for one person to drill into and quietly entered the room.
To be continued...