Guanzhong Tomb Robbery Notes

Chapter 423 Bullying, it’s already dark

I have heard of raising ghosts.

For example, the Five Ghosts Bring Wealth Technique.

If you want to use it to get rich suddenly, you must first raise five little ghosts that meet the requirements.

The Yin methods practiced by the Meishan, Yinshan and other sects also include a large number of methods that require raising little ghosts.

However, raising ghost immortals is extremely rare.

Because the ghost immortal is too powerful, it cannot be easily controlled.

Unless there is a deep emotional bond between the ghost fairy and the donor.

Could it be that the ghost fairy in the statue's head... is the ancestor of Old Man Qin?

As I was pondering, I heard hurried footsteps outside the temple.

A fair-skinned young man about twenty years old ran into the temple panting.

He looked around before entering the temple.

When he saw the three of us, his gaze paused slightly.

He took the opportunity to catch his breath while looking around, dusted off the dust on his body, and walked up to Old Man Qin.

He cupped his fists and said, "It's been hard work."

"Hard."

Old man Qin didn't even raise his eyelids.

He casually said, "Rest. We'll set off when it gets dark."

"Eh!"

The young man agreed without hesitation.

Carrying the bag and walking towards us.

He chose the open space on my right and sat down.

I turned my head slightly and observed the boy out of the corner of my eye.

Although the clothes the boy wore were faded, they were washed very clean.

He doesn’t have the rusticity of the villagers.

He looks more like an educated city dweller.

It's just that he came at the right time.

And as soon as he arrived, he chose to sit in the open space next to us.

It has a sense of prying or surveillance.

I even suspected that he was someone sent secretly by Old Man Qin.

The young man threw the bag aside and sat down on it.

He grinned and bowed to the three of us.

He said in accented Mandarin: "My name is Han Bin, and I'm from Tianjin."

"I learned crosstalk from my neighbor for a few days when I was little."

"I've never been formally apprenticed, yet I'm shamelessly trying to get a living with everyone else..."

I waved my hand to interrupt him.

Pointing to the group of people on the left side of the dilapidated temple, he said, "You're sitting in the wrong place."

"Tuanchai, Tuanchun and Liuhaihonger are all over there."

Han Bin's face tightened.

He forced an awkward smile and said, "They all bully the newbies."

The word "all" is full of grievance.

It can be seen that not only storytellers, crosstalk performers, and drum singers bully strangers.

The people who hang leather doors, colored doors, and doors should also bully newcomers.

That's why Han Bin came to find the three of us.

Han Bin said sadly, "Please don't chase me away."

"I can help you carry things and do odd jobs."

"Give me 20% of the money and food you earn." He held up two fingers pitifully, then retracted one and said, "One, one percent will do."

At that time, artists' private performances were divided into two forms.

One method is to visit villages, which requires the organizer to communicate with the village leaders in advance.

Then take people to the village to perform.

After the performance, the artists went door to door to ask for money.

It is up to the villagers to give more, less or nothing at all.

The final money and rations will be redistributed among the artists.

Usually the main performer gets the most, followed by the finale.

Well, nowadays people always talk about the finale, and believe that the finale is the star.

In fact, it is totally wrong.

The words "dazhou" and "yuezhou" are derived from Peking Opera.

In the past, opera troupes often placed the most influential actor at the end of the performance, and he was called the "big axis".

Those who are slightly less famous or experienced than the leading actor are arranged to perform on the second to last show.

Because the second-to-last program is right after the main show on the program list, it is called the finale.

The third or fourth scene from the end is the central axis, and the fifth or sixth scene from the end is the early axis.

The first scene is the opening scene.

In the past, wealthy businessmen who supported the actors usually did not watch the previous part of the play.

After the finale was over and the main actor came on stage, they took their seats to listen to the show, and then threw gold and silver coins onto the stage to reward the actor.

The enthusiasm for rewarding was much crazier than the rockets sent out in the live broadcast room today.

The second is to go to the market or temple fair.

When artists arrive at a market or meeting, they each find a place to set up a stall and perform.

How much you earn depends entirely on your own ability.

At that time, due to various reasons, there was very little work going to villages.

Most of them are here to go to the market or temple fair.

Later, large-scale performances were developed specifically for the Daji Temple Fair.

The performances in the marquee from the 1990s to the early 2000s were very bizarre and wild.

Well, I don't know if you have ever seen a performance in a tent...

Let’s get back to the present.

Huang Ziran took the initiative to say: "Han Bin, right?"

"You can follow us, but don't expect us to offend others for you."

"Understood?"

Han Bin nodded vigorously: "I understand, I understand. I will definitely not cause trouble."

Then he took out a pack of Golden Monkey cigarettes from his pocket.

Holding it in both hands, he handed it to Huang Ziran: "I haven't asked my brothers for their names yet. This cigarette is a gift to you."

Huang Ziran took the cigarette without hesitation and weighed it in his hand.

He smiled and said, "My surname is Huang, his surname is Zheng, and this little brother's surname is Chen."

"Brother Huang, Brother Zheng, Brother Chen."

Han Bin shouted respectfully.

The names "big brother", "old brother" and "little brother" are also quite interesting.

Obviously he saw that Huang Ziran was the boss among the three of us.

The title of "big brother" is used intentionally to highlight Huang Ziran's status.

I frowned slightly.

Just based on Han Bin's cleverness in giving cigarettes and addressing people, he should be able to easily fit in with his peers.

How come I was bullied?

While I was thinking about it, Huang Ziran had already found out where Han Bin came from.

He lost the right to return to the city because he married a village girl.

In addition, my wife is pregnant and needs to eat better to supplement nutrition, so I have no choice but to bite the bullet and go out to make money.

He had gone out with them once before, and because there was no one to support him, he could only perform stand-up comedy.

Just as it was gaining some popularity, it was ruined by storytellers.

It is said that he is from the crosstalk school and cannot perform storytelling.

Han Bin felt wronged and turned to his fellow crosstalk performers for help.

But the crosstalk performer replied: What kind of colleagues are you talking about?

Hai Qing initially referred to beginners.

In the crosstalk world, it specifically refers to crosstalk performers who have not had a master, and it has a somewhat sarcastic meaning.

Therefore, many crosstalk performers who have become famous but have never had a master want to become a master and gain the status throughout their lives so that they can wash away the name Hai Qing that their peers call them.

As a result, Han Bin was bullied all the way and didn't earn much money.

I kind of hate these colleagues in my heart.

He whispered to Huang Ziran about their gossips.

The two chatted more and more heatedly.

Huang Ziran hugged Han Bin and said, "Old man Qin is just going to watch you get bullied?"

"You've never come out to uphold justice?"

Han Bin smiled bitterly and shook his head: "He advised me to swallow my anger."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Old Man Qin, paused for a few seconds, and took a deep breath.

As if mustering up a lot of courage, he said, "He is not a good person."

"You'd better be careful with him."

"Um?!"

Huang Ziran, Uncle Zheng and I all nodded in unison.

Everyone was surprised by what Han Bin said.

Huang Ziran pursed his lips and asked, "Be careful of him, what?"

"Be careful, that..."

"Eh!"

"I once woke up in the middle of the night because I was suffocating. When I got up, I saw Old Man Qin drinking blood!"

"Drink human blood!"

When Han Bin was talking about the critical point, Old Man Qin suddenly picked up his pipe and knocked it hard on the ground twice.

Tuk Tuk!

Amid the knocking sounds, everyone in the temple stood up and picked up their bags.

Old man Qin turned his head and looked at us.

He smiled sinisterly and said, "It's getting dark, it's time to get going!"