Mei Sijun had gathered the gist of things from their conversation.
Clearly, they knew a ghost was coming to harm them, yet they did not dare run. The implications of that were worth pondering.
It was already late at night. "Miss Lin" was now the troupe leader's precious darling, and he feared that poor rest would damage her voice. After a few words of instruction, he left with the others carrying the corpse.
Seven days...
Mei Sijun had thought this Ghost Story would only begin once they reached the [Southern Branch Troupe] Opera House.
He had never expected this Ghost Story to begin by sending all their souls a hundred years into the past, making them relive what had happened back then.
She looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, thoughts surging through her mind.
Had their souls really traveled a hundred years into the past, or had they fallen into a dream woven by a host of ghosts after their deaths?
Mei Sijun listened to the Opera Boat cutting through the water, thinking about how to find a way out this time.
The most urgent thing should be to find out who everyone else is now. Without a doubt, I've been dealt the "protagonist" card. So how do I let everyone know that I'm "Miss Lin," the protagonist?
Aside from that, Mei Sijun was also particularly interested in the Yellow Springs Opera, which was entirely different from Yin Opera.
When he was young, his elders had told him that there were three kinds of opera in the world that most opera troupes could not perform.
The first was Yin Opera, an opera performed by the living for the dead, with everything arranged by the living.
The second was Ghost Opera, an opera performed by the dead