The Modern Age of the Mysterious

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The time is close to midnight.

As the most sober person in the team now, Sean realizes that he can only break through the "predicament" in front of him.

"Catherine." Sean took the actress's hand, "It's a little hot here, why don't we go for a walk on the street! - Wait for me, I'll call Moonlight!"

After finishing speaking, in order not to let himself hesitate before Wenrou Township, he stood up abruptly, squeezed past the noisy crowd, and pulled up the moonlight, who was immersed in the music with his eyes closed.

"Huh? Sean, what's wrong?"

"Let's talk on the street."

The smooth sound of the piano came to an abrupt end, and the people who were singing and dancing began to complain loudly.

Sean ignored this at all, holding Moonlight in one hand and Catherine in the other, and the three rushed out of the tavern.

The fresh, icy wind blew through his body as he pushed open the door, giving Sean a sense of release.

"What's the matter, Sean, didn't we have a good time?" Yueguang was a little unsteady, blinked his eyes, stroked his messy hair back, took out his cigarette, and patted the soft cigarette case...

Catherine seemed overwhelmed with alcohol and fell on Sean's shoulder.

Even if she is drunk, she does not hide the exquisiteness of her facial features.

"Dude... buddy." No matter how powerful the explorer was with five bottles of tequila, he had such a strong soul, and 30% of the alcohol was already rushing in the veins of the three of them, "You remember, we came out tonight to be What are you going to do?"

Moonlight put the cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes and recalled: "Tonight...are we out for a drink?"

Breathing next to Sean's neck, Catherine snorted with a smile: "Well, I can still drink anyway."

Sean wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Aren't we going to see that theater?"

A word seemed to wake up the drunk two people, and the moonlight slapped their forehead.

Catherine also raised her head, although she was not sober at all, but the professional instinct of the explorer made her stand up straight.

Sean smiled bitterly: After drinking like this, he can still communicate and remember the task...

Quests are quests after all.

However, these two seldom drink alcohol, and they did not use any means to keep themselves awake today. It is reasonable that they would be in such a state.

Catherine seemed to instinctively want to take out psionic smelling salts and inhale—and she'd be much more awake by doing so.

Sean held her hand.

After all, isn't that what they're all about drinking to make sure that the red theater can be found?

Once you wake yourself up with smelling salts or magic...

The wine just now was drank in vain.

"Let's just walk." Sean tried his best to stay awake, holding Catherine and moonlight, and the three walked onto the White Street.

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The vision after being drunk seems to become extraordinarily gorgeous and blurred.

Actors in golden dance dresses, standing in a row, kicked their slender thighs out...

The acrobat dressed as a beast, flipping one after another at the entrance of the theater, and then crawling on the ground like a big cat...

The black man with exotic eyeshadows, his body shiny, surrounded by the crowd, spewed fireballs towards the sky...

In order to attract guests, various theaters can be said to be struggling...

Everything seemed a little blurry and magical.

Moonlight walked in front, throwing the white suit behind him, with childlike surprises appearing on his face from time to time.

Although Catherine's heart was still blurred with affection, the identity of the explorer on the other side asked her not to say a word, but let Sean drag her and walk down the street.

Sean deliberately controlled his pace - not too fast, not too slow...

"Can we see that theater tonight?" Sean raised his wrist and looked at his watch with a little nervousness in his heart.

The hour hand points exactly to the 12 o'clock position.

His heart beat faster, transporting the alcohol-laden blood to his brain faster, and Sean only felt dizzy.

After drinking too much alcohol, he felt nauseous at this moment.

After walking a few steps forward, he felt the world was spinning, and he had no choice but to rush to a place where there were few people, leaning on a tall palm tree, and vomited towards the road drainage well.

Whoa, it's all tequila that hasn't been absorbed.

The passers-by and actors around him seemed to be used to this kind of scene, and they didn't even look at the drunk man.

Tears welled up because of vomiting.

Catherine seemed to be more awake, and handed her handkerchief thoughtfully.

"Thank you..." Sean took the handkerchief and straightened up, a flash of red flashed in his blurry eyes.

He suddenly realized: a touch of red?

Suddenly turning his eyes, staring, focusing...

He saw a strangely red theater quietly opening in the dark corner of White Street.

Its existence is so natural, as if it has always been there, just waiting for people to discover it.

Tourists who pass by by chance are not surprised by its existence, but pass by indifferently.

"There!" Sean suddenly became excited, "The theater where Solomon entered, there!"

No matter how many times he heard it in the rumors, Sean couldn't imagine what that red theater looked like.

Now I see it, as if in the desert, I finally found the hole where the treasure is hidden!

Moonlight and Catherine had already realized their mission this time, and they tried their best to restrain their drunkenness, followed Sean, and walked over at a slow pace.

"Which drama is being staged today?" Sean's brain couldn't help but turn, ""Blood Red Wedding" has the highest appearance rate, and there are other two..."

Thinking of this, Sean had already seen the posters posted outside the red theater.

A heart oozing out a sea of ​​blood.

"Blood Wedding".

There were many tourists who seemed to be attracted by the theater, and approached with a dazed expression.

Controlling his breathing, Sean walked to the front of the ticket booth.

He lowered his head to see the person in the red uniform in the ticket booth...

But he found that no matter what, he could only see below his neck.

"Sir, do you want to buy a ticket?"

In order not to arouse suspicion, Sean stopped observing and said indifferently, "Yes, three."

"It's fifteen dollars in total."

Passing in two bills, Sean got three hard tickets.

On the tickets, there is no information other than the play's name and seat number.

After checking the tickets and stepping into the theater with the soft red carpet, the three of them took a deep breath of psychic smelling salts without anyone around them noticing.

Spicy smelling salts poured into the nasal cavity, and the abundant spiritual energy rushed to the brain along the capillaries...

The concentration of the soul was fully stimulated, awakened by the drunken and repressed spiritual power, and the powerful soul quickly regained control of the body.

The eyes of the three of them became clearer.

Catherine shook her head slightly, blinked her eyes, and finally woke up.

Then, she frowned deeply.

She squeezed to Sean's side, struggled for a while, and then asked, "Did I act strangely just now?"

Sean pretended to be confused: "No. You seem to be falling asleep, and I have been pulling you away."

The actress squinted and didn't seem to believe what Sean said: "You're not very good at acting."

Sean swallowed.

"I can't remember exactly what I did just now..." Catherine frowned, "However, I always think it was... a little exciting?"

After a long time of recollection, I still have no clue~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Catherine shook her head: "Forget it, now you should focus on the task. Go back and think about it."

Sean breathed a sigh of relief.

At this point, they had already walked into the performance hall.

There were not many spectators tonight, and only one-third of the hall was full.

The three of Sean, according to the seat numbers on their ticket stubs, sat in the three seats in the third row facing the left side of the stage.

The dark red curtain fell in front of him, and Sean had to adjust his breathing in order to control his slightly excited mood.

The lights in the hall dimmed as the last of the audience took their seats.

Spotlights illuminate the dark red curtain - the show begins...  

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