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"Your next words better be something a human can say, not some nonsense." Zi Jin still reminded him with some worry, "Time is really tight now."

"Oh, then I have nothing to say." Wu Wang showed a disappointed expression.

The others couldn't help but twitch their mouths.

This guy is really planning to tell jokes at a time like this!

Is there really something wrong with his brain?

Immediately after, Wu Wang smiled and said, "Just kidding, I'm full of ideas."

"This 'Guan Erye Salt Pond Battle with Chi You' looks absurd, right?"

"But as far as I know, this play actually existed."

"I was jumping around too happily just now, and didn't remember it for a moment. Now that I've calmed down, I remember seeing this play."

Wu Wang wasn't talking nonsense.

When he was reading ancient cultural history books, it was mentioned as an example in the content about cultural origins and other topics.

After all, there's too much stuff stored in his brain, and it takes a while to recall it.

It's not just the opera; there's also a crosstalk piece about Guan Gong fighting Qin Qiong.

It's also something that looks absurd and bizarre at first glance.

In short, in the process of historical development,

Guan Erye's cultural image has long been not limited to the Three Kingdoms period.

Instead, it has gradually been deified, and there have been corresponding changes based on local customs or legends.

"In folk beliefs, Guan Erye represents 'good' and 'justice.' That's right, he has also become a partner of justice, the happiest episode for Emiya Shirou."

"And the image represented by Chi You is 'evil' and 'sin.'"

"Moreover, Guan Erye seems to be a native of Jiezhou by the Salt Lake, so this seemingly abstract opera is just the locals adding some local flavor to familiar legends."

This outburst of historical anecdotes stunned the players.

To be honest, they really didn't expect this guy to analyze it from a historical perspective.

They also didn't expect the seemingly brain-damaged Unburied to have such a rich cultural background.

Seeming to see the strange look in their eyes,

Wu Wang frowned and said, "You guys seem to be thinking something impolite, like you're about to ask, 'How could someone like this have read books?'"

The players who had their inner thoughts exposed looked embarrassed.

But the next second, they heard him proudly say, "Of course I have to read more books and newspapers, otherwise where would I get so much knowledge to play with abstract concepts?"

Players: "..."

That's the right flavor, this guy definitely has something wrong with his brain.

I've seen people reading to improve their own quality.

I've never seen anyone reading to stir things up and lower their own bottom line.

"Ahem, ahem, let me continue talking about Guan Erye." Wu Wang said again with a serious face, "From this perspective, if we correspond it to the situation in the Opera God's Garden..."

Before he could finish speaking, the book boy, with his Heavenly Eye closed, immediately took over, saying:

"That is to say, something happened in this garden that made these ghosts think it was 'evil,' but later it was solved by 'good.'"

"But since Guan Erye is a god in the play, not an ordinary person, it can also be interpreted as that the 'good' in the garden ascended to heaven after solving the 'evil'?"

"Now the ghosts want to summon the arrival of 'good' again through this Nuo opera sacrifice."

"Can it be understood that, in their eyes, 'evil' is like Chi You, although it was dismembered in the Salt Pond in the beginning, but now it has made a comeback?"

Hearing the book boy's words,

Everyone's eyes towards him were also a little strange.

Especially Qiao Biluo's eyes showed a feeling of "Being able to keep up with Unburied's thinking, could it be that there's something wrong with your brain too?"

To this, Wu Wang nodded in approval and said, "That's exactly what I meant."

"I understand." Zi Jin also immediately reacted and said, "You want to know the good and evil of the NPCs in the Opera God's Garden through the ghosts' Nuo opera, in order to find a way to make them move aside?"

Pa — —

Wu Wang snapped his fingers.

He nodded in agreement with this idea.

After all, he learned about some of the things that happened in the past through the memories of the dilapidated opera house.

He also discovered the contradictions between the past and the present.

You must know that Lou Yu finally disappeared in this Nuo opera garden.

Wu Wang couldn't believe that the current Nuo opera garden becoming like this had nothing to do with her disappearance.

That is to say, the ghosts actually know some of the inside story about what happened back then.

Then, from their perspective, the 'good' and 'evil' they think of might be able to explain some of the contradictions in the memories.

Maybe we can find a way to make the ghosts willingly hand over the blue-haired executioner's body.

"How are we going to communicate with them? Dancing? We haven't learned Nuo opera." Qiao Biluo frowned.

But when she said this,

Her eyes were obviously looking at Wu Wang.

The other party just danced a Nuo opera to threaten these ghosts.

Obviously, she was pointing at Wu Wang, asking him to do the dancing communication.

She didn't want to do such a potentially dangerous thing.

To this, Wu Wang shook his head and said, "The focus of Nuo opera is not on the dance itself, but on conveying thoughts."

"You don't really think I can dance Nuo opera, do you?"

These words made the others start to imagine his dance just now in their minds.

They couldn't help but show a confused expression.

Otherwise? If you can't dance Nuo opera, then what was that just now?

Seeing their appearance, the book boy sighed aside, "What he danced just now seems to be a netizen's second-dimensional otaku dance, it should be called 'Gokuraku Jodo'. I only thought it looked a bit like it before, but now seeing him like this, I'm basically sure, it definitely is."

"Yo ho, little brother, you know your stuff!" Wu Wang praised, raising his eyebrows.

I don't know why.

Everyone suddenly felt that habit is a terrible existence.

If it had been in the past, if they had seen a player dancing 'Gokuraku Jodo' in front of ghosts,

They might have thought he was either crazy, or the world was crazy.

But now that they discovered that the person dancing was Unburied,

Their first reaction was actually that it was reasonable and quite appropriate?

This guy unknowingly raised everyone's threshold for abstraction.

"Don't stand there, let's dance together." The book boy said.

After saying that, he walked to the group of ghosts.

With a solemn expression, he began to dance a unrestrained dance.

At first glance, the players even felt that there would be no sense of incongruity if the long robe on his body was replaced with a animal skin skirt.

Only Wu Wang's expression froze.

Of course, he was also joking when he said he couldn't dance Nuo opera.

So now Wu Wang can be 100% sure.

The book boy really knows how to dance.

Moreover, it's quite standard. It doesn't look like he's imitating the ghosts' dance, but more like a instinctive reaction that has been cultivated over the years.

This guy... is hiding deep.

Wu Wang even suspects now that even if he hadn't just interpreted "Guan Erye Salt Pond Battle with Chi You,"

The book boy could actually have deduced it himself.

Or, when he encountered [Blessing] before, the book boy could have also conveyed his thoughts to the masked ghosts through Nuo dance on his own, in order to protect himself.

This person's cultural background in opera is not inferior to his own.

Or rather, his understanding of this copy far exceeds everyone else's imagination.

"Don't stand there, ladies, you don't want to become a two-dimensional paper wife, do you?" Wu Wang said to Zi Jin and Xiao Xiao beside him.

After speaking, he pointed to the ghost masks on the ground.

These masks are also decreasing as other players' physiques begin to change towards the underworld, and in their place, there are more and more underworld ghosts in the garden.

They now seem to understand that if they stay here for a long time...

In the end, they will also become a piece of the ghost mask, forever remaining in this Nuo opera garden as part of the underworld.

Therefore, they also try their best to step forward and dance.

They try their best to use dance to ask the ghosts and monsters who represent "good" and "evil" in this Xishengyi Garden.

Seeing that Qiao Biluo was unmoved.

Wu Wang then said, "This semi-trailer, aren't you going to start the engine?"

"Semi… semi-trailer?" Qiao Biluo said with a grimace and gritted teeth.

Her figure was indeed a bit plump.

But the two words 'semi-trailer' were still a bit too aggressive.

If they weren't in a crisis right now, Qiao Biluo really wanted to take out her props and slap this kid who was full of hot air to death.

But thinking of his skill when fighting the Prince, she still held back.

Just like that, all the players began to dance different dances in front of the ghosts and monsters.

At first, they were still hostile.

But gradually, their eyes were attracted by the dance of Wu Wang and the Book Boy.

This time, Wu Wang was still not dancing Nuo dance.

It was breakdancing, and the movements were extremely difficult.

Logically speaking, this was just eye-catching at the technical level.

But the aura on his body, comparable to Guan Yu's descent into the world, allowed the ghosts and monsters to understand the information he wanted to convey in his heart.

In fact, Wu Wang himself did not realize it.

Whether it was now or before when he danced to convey information, in the eyes of the ghosts and monsters, he was purely playing the role of "Yuanshen".

That's why they could understand it smoothly.

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Just like what the Book Boy said before—

"Sacrifice is to observe, to tell human affairs to the gods."

The essence of sacrifice is to tell stories to ghosts and gods.

And at this moment, Wu Wang is the god in the eyes of the ghosts and monsters.

Divine decree, must be obeyed.

On the other side, the Book Boy's movements were so standard that the ghosts and monsters once thought that one of their own was dancing there.

He waved his hand and tore open the corners of his robe that were slightly restrained, and every step seemed to heavily step on the hearts of the people around him.

The roars that came from his mouth from time to time were full of wildness and primitive aura.

At this time, the Book Boy is the most perfect "corpse".

His professionalism is simply incomprehensible.

Even if he didn't have a ghost mask on his face, it seemed like he had changed into a different person in the eyes of others.

The other players gradually stopped dancing.

Compared with the ghost and god power emerging from Wu Wang and the perfect interpretation of the Nuo dance displayed by the Book Boy.

The three of them were like new recruits who had just come of age and were pulled to Verdun to participate in the war.

They didn't even have the qualifications to be a foil.

Because the masked ghosts and monsters didn't even look at the three of them.

Qiao Biluo couldn't help but say angrily: "Why did that bastard ask us to dance just now? It's obvious that just the two of them are enough."

As someone who is not very good at figure and dance, she just twisted those two times just now and was so ashamed that she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.

Zi Jin was also a little puzzled, but she didn't ask.

On the contrary, Xiao Xiao, after hearing Qiao Biluo's complaint.

Said after a moment of silence: "He should just want to tease you and make you dance and make a fool of yourself."

Qiao Biluo: "?"

I don't know why, but she couldn't find any reason to refute.

Because she felt that that guy was really a bastard who could do such absurd things in the midst of a life-and-death crisis.

咚咚咚——

"Huha! Hu!"

At this moment, the sound of drums rang out again around.

The masked ghosts and monsters began to take the steps of the Nuo dance.

This time, the scale was obviously more grand than before.

Because Xiao Xiao and others even saw the masked ghosts and monsters gradually disperse.

Some ran to the roof and began to dance in the moonlight; some took out a wooden broadsword from nowhere and began to wield it; some lay on the ground and rubbed the masks on their faces dirty with mud.

The most puzzling thing is that some ghosts and monsters even picked up branches and inserted them into their heads.

In an instant, the entire Nuo opera garden was full of masked ghosts and monsters.

The night parade of a hundred ghosts slowly unfolded in front of the players like a picture scroll.

Looking at the strange actions and Nuo dance of these masked ghosts and monsters.

The three female players were extremely nervous.

They took out their props one after another and prepared to defend themselves at any time.

And they kept checking whether there was any change of being [blessed] on their bodies again.

However, as the Nuo dance of the masked ghosts and monsters became more and more complicated.

They found that the figures of Wu Wang and the Book Boy were gradually disappearing in this Nuo dance.

The two of them seemed to have completely integrated into this sacrifice.

"No… no, that's not right." Xiao Xiao squinted her eyes and said uncertainly: "They seem to really just be conveying some kind of information, not attacking us."

Obviously, this time the content is more complicated.

No matter how they dance along, they can't comprehend the information contained in it.

It seems that they can only wait for Wu Wang and the Book Boy to reappear.

At this moment, Zi Jin's eyes suddenly looked to the side of the wall.

She asked a little puzzled: "Look over there… is there one more road out?"

Xiao Xiao and Qiao Biluo looked over.

They suddenly found that on the originally pitch-black wall, an arched door appeared at some point.

At the end of it was a rather small courtyard.

There was nothing strange in it.

Only an ancient well was in the garden.

There was a wooden bucket and rope for fetching water next to it.

The well was also sealed with a huge stone millstone that two people could not circle around with their arms.

Its weight was obviously not something that could be easily pushed.

The three looked at each other.

Zi Jin took the lead and walked in.

This place obviously appeared because of the Nuo dance of the masked ghosts and monsters.

Since it is hidden so secretly, there must be important clues in it.

Now Wu Wang and the Book Boy are still negotiating with them and cannot get away, so this fleeting opportunity cannot be missed.

However, just as she stepped into the small courtyard.

Zi Jin exclaimed.

She immediately threw a long strip of something from her sleeve.

That was the hairpin she had taken out before to exchange information with other players.

At this time, the hairpin was emitting bursts of coldness.

Making it completely impossible to be grasped normally.

"This place… is it related to Lou Yu?" Zi Jin speculated.

Being able to cause the hairpin to react, she could only think of the owner of the hairpin, Lou Yu.

Boom—

Outside the courtyard, the night parade of a hundred ghosts was at its climax.

The sound of drums was like thunder.

Gray-white lines appeared on the dancing bodies of Wu Wang and the Book Boy.

Gradually spreading to their faces.

Beginning to form a ghost-like facial makeup.

Especially Wu Wang, the weak Peking opera black and white facial makeup on his left wrist was also rapidly changing from illusion to substance.

It even began to grimace and want to crawl out of Wu Wang's body.

However, he didn't react at all.

He was just immersed in the content of the story told by the masked ghosts and monsters.

The expressions on the faces of the two became more and more exciting.

They murmured in unison: "The missing person back then…"

"It's not Lou Yu!"

"But Yu Ji!"

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Now it's good, everyone in reality knows that I'm doing abstract stuff.

But it's not all bad news.

At least they finally confirmed that I'm not writing pornographic articles.