Yellow Springs Opera?!
The three words the Old Drummer uttered struck like drumbeats against Qin Manjiang's heart.
"Is it... Yin Opera?"
Qin Manjiang put on a frightened expression and asked.
The Old Drummer shook his head. "They're both performed for ghosts, but Yin Opera is performed in the world of the living, while Yellow Springs Opera... means going to the ghosts' territory to perform for them."
His explanation finally resolved the biggest question Qin Manjiang had had all this time.
Why was the Ghost Story called Yellow Springs Opera rather than Yin Opera?
It seemed this was the difference.
Feigning confusion, Qin Manjiang asked quietly, "Are... are we really going to perform on Yellow Springs Road?"
But after saying this, he noticed that everyone in the cabin had fallen silent.
"Heaven's justice is clear; causes always have their consequences. Boy, you've had rotten luck too..."
The Old Drummer sighed and said no more.
Qin Manjiang's heart lurched, but he had finally pieced together the broad outline of what had happened.
Judging by the current situation, this [Southern Branch Troupe] had received an invitation to perform.
But their destination this time... was a Vengeful Ghost's territory, somewhere that could not be considered the human world.
That was why it was called Yellow Springs Opera rather than Yin Opera.
"Why do we have to go... can't we refuse?" Qin Manjiang asked in a pitiful voice.
"If we go, there's still a sliver of hope. If we don't... you remember those things darting around underwater just now, don't you? What comes knocking... will be far more terrifying than those."
"What is it?" Qin Manjiang asked in confusion.
After switching to a body whose expressions he could control freely, Qin Manjiang had actually discovered a talent for acting.
There was no flaw to be