Chapter 246 The Show Must Go On

Lawyer An really wanted to ask when he had secretly learned Minkspeak.

Could it be that while he was out visiting "young ladies," he was secretly studying in his room?

Was it really that dedicated?

But, after all, he was a zombie of several hundred years, so it was normal that he could understand some animal languages. Ancient records weren't lacking in extraordinary people who could communicate with animals.

Furthermore, Lawyer An wasn't really interested in communicating with this silly mink.

What if he communicated too much and got assimilated by the silly mink's IQ? That would truly be a loss outweighing any gain.

They were both pets, but look at Monkey, so close to the Boss and practically like a grandson to the old Daoist. But this silly mink?

It was relegated to being a pet under the Boss's subordinates. Tsk, tsk.

"We have two choices now. One, is to go back to our room and pretend we don't know anything.

Two, is to rush out and eliminate evil to defend the righteous path."

When he said the second choice, the little boy's eyes held a hint of disdain.

If, when he had first become a ghost messenger two years ago, Boss Zhou had taken action against the little monkey because he was still instinctively projecting his past life as a 'person' and a 'doctor', then...

For the little boy,

He himself was an object that 'Heaven' sought to strike down, and could be fully categorized as 'evil'. To have a 'demon' eliminate evil and defend the righteous path,

Was too unrealistic and demanding.

Usually, in the bookstore, other than Zhou Ze's instructions, he wouldn't wander around outside, just focusing on being his own heartthrob.

"Alright, let's go back to sleep, sleep, and wait for the Boss to notify us. Should be tomorrow morning's flight. I see a notification on my phone, Yingying bought our tickets."

Lawyer An yawned.

After a fierce battle,

It was time to lie in bed and contemplate the vastness of the universe.

"Bang!"

The little boy slammed the door shut.

No matter what kind of "pandemonium" this hotel was currently playing at, as long as that thing didn't get any bright ideas and knock on their door, Lawyer An and the little boy could pretend they didn't see anything.

However,

Before they had been in bed for ten minutes,

And Lawyer An hadn't even finished his second cigarette,

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The knocking came.

Lawyer An shook his head, a faint anger in his eyes. Not wanting to deal with it was laziness, but it didn't mean they were timid.

He opened the door.

A delivery guy wearing a blue Ele.me uniform stood at the door with a bag,

Looking exactly like the two Meituan delivery guys he had seen earlier.

"Buddy, so quick to betray the camp?"

The Ele.me delivery guy was stunned for a moment, not understanding. He raised the plastic bag and asked:

"Did you guys order takeout?"

Acting,

Keep acting for me.

Lawyer An's left hand slowly began to revert to bone.

Just then,

The little boy walked over, took the plastic bag, and replied:

"Thank you, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

The Ele.me delivery guy left.

Lawyer An was a little dumbfounded, watching the little boy sit down on the bed with the plastic bag and asked:

"You ordered takeout?"

"Yeah, the data cable broke, so I bought a charger."

As he spoke,

The little boy opened the packaging, plugged the charger into the bedside, and connected his phone to start charging.

Lawyer An closed the door, got into bed, and said while yawning:

"So, anyone entering and leaving this hotel will turn into the same person?"

"I guess so."

The little boy turned on his phone,

And started editing a WeChat message to send to the little loli:

"Sorry, my phone just ran out of battery, so I'm replying late."

Lawyer An stole a glance, spying on his text messages, and asked with a complete lack of morals:

"Are you texting Lin Ke or Wang Rui?"

The little boy was silent for a moment, then said:

"Sometimes, it's precisely because you don't know that it's more interesting."

"Heh, maybe it's her dad using her daughter's phone to text you."

Hearing this,

The little boy frowned,

Because he felt it wasn't impossible. Wang Rui's father, that middle-aged man who had a connection with the Boss in his previous life, even from the little boy's perspective, he thought was very special.

But after thinking about it,

The little boy shook his head.

"He's not that bored."

"His own cabbage that hasn't been grown for a few years is about to be rooted up by someone, what dad wouldn't be able to stand it?"

"You can interact with him more," the little boy said. "The more you interact with him, the more interesting you'll find him."

"I'm not into that, tsk, tsk, after we get back to Tong City this time, I'll take some time to go to Shanghai again."

"Going out to play again?"

"Letting myself go, like you said, if I stay in the bookstore all day, I'm going to turn into Xiang Lin's Wife."

"Whish... whish... whish..."

Outside,

The sound of rushing water came,

As if the room was currently standing next to a river.

"This even comes with sound effects?"

Lawyer An chuckled,

And said:

"Let me guess, there should be a woman's voice coming later."

The little boy rolled his eyes at him and said, "Still haven't quenched your lust?"

"Heh."

"Wooo... wooo... wooo..."

A woman's weeping sound came.

"Clack." Lawyer An clicked his tongue, smugly reached out and patted the little boy's head, and continued: "She's going to sing next, oh no, she's going to perform an opera."

Sure enough,

As soon as Lawyer An finished speaking,

The sound of "ee-yah, ee-yah" melodies came from the hallway outside. The woman's voice was melodious and moving, very capable of touching people's hearts.

"She's singing *The Red Plum Pavilion*."

Lawyer An explained.

"You actually understand this too?" The little boy was a little surprised.

"No matter what, I was a young master during the Republic of China, okay? There weren't any other forms of entertainment back then, listening to opera was a must. Then find a few rouge performers, male or female, support them, then take them in, like raising birds."

The two, one big and one small, just lay on the bed like this,

Chatting casually,

As if they were doing a deconstruction of the thing outside the hallway.

"What exactly is she trying to do?"

The little boy looked at the time on his phone.

"Don't know, maybe she's just in a good mood today and wants to sing a bit more. For those who love opera, it's truly an enchanting thing, addictive."

The little boy reached out and took down a face mask that was used as a decoration on the bedside table and put it on his face.

It was a red face mask, a bit too big compared to the little boy's head.

"For Sichuan opera, isn't face-changing more famous?"

The little boy asked.

"Can't really say it like that, actually, within the industry, they wouldn't say it that way. But how should I put it, for the general public who don't really understand and aren't familiar with opera, just watching for the fun of it, face-changing is indeed the most exciting and eye-catching."

"How does it work, is there a trick to it?"

Lawyer An chuckled, clearly interested. Basically, most people have the urge to show off their knowledge to the person next to them, right?

"It's actually very simple. In the early years, the face masks were painted on grass paper, not the toilet paper we use to wipe our butts, but the ancient kind of grass paper.

Um, I can't really explain exactly how it was done, what it was like. But now everyone's conditions are better, so they should all be using silk, right?

They just paint each face, then stack them neatly on the performer's face.

Each face has a silk thread connecting to it, and the position of the thread may be placed in the performer's waist or sleeves. Anyway, it depends on personal habit.

Then, when changing faces,

According to the rhythm and changes in the scene,

They pull down the corresponding thread,

And then use movements and gestures to cover it up,

And the effect of the face-changing is created."

"That's pretty simple."

"You still have to look at the skill."

"Then what about the one outside, is that a more advanced face-changing? Changing everyone's face in this hotel to look the same? To look like that man?"

Earlier, Lawyer An had encountered three delivery guys, all with the same appearance. Obviously, that appearance was the template currently being used, and they themselves were completely unaware.

"Should be considered a very advanced face-changing, but let her play, to be honest, this tune is really well-handled, it feels like when I went to see those famous actors perform.

As long as she doesn't go crazy and start killing people all over the hotel, just let her be. You don't see anyone really having a way to manage those old men and women doing square dancing and disturbing the peace."

The little boy curled his lips.

If she doesn't act,

Then where did her face

come from?

"Alright, let's go to sleep, we have a flight to catch tomorrow."

"Then you have to take a shower first, you have that smell on you, it doesn't smell good."

"You have her perfume on your body, it's a crime my nose committed, shouldn't have smelled her beauty, wipe it all off and sleep with you."

Lawyer An sang as he got out of bed and went to the bathroom, first taking a shower, then walking to the sink while wiping himself.

"When is she going to end, I want to read a book, she's a bit noisy."

"This is art, understand? Art!

You've lived for hundreds of years, don't still have the style of a country bumpkin, you have to know how to appreciate elegance, listen, she's singing so well, she finished singing *The Red Plum Pavilion* and now she's switching to *The Burning Pillar*, tsk, tsk, ee-yah-yah..."

Lawyer An hummed along, took out facial cleanser to wash his face, and said at the same time:

"Actually, that old Xu in our bookstore, it's really a pity he didn't learn to perform opera, that little figure, that look, that posture, tsk, tsk, how many people could resist?"

"Even if he doesn't put on makeup and perform opera, not many people can resist."

"That's true."

Lawyer An rinsed his face with water, then picked up a towel and wiped it.

And then,

He froze,

Suddenly said in a deep voice:

"I think people who disturb the peace must be taken care of, it's the most immoral thing to affect other people's rest!"

The little boy put down his phone and asked in confusion:

"Weren't we appreciating elegance?"

"Disturbing the peace with elegance is just another kind of rudeness!"

Lawyer An stormed out of the bathroom,

And was about to open the door,

Because when he was washing his face in the mirror just now, Lawyer An suddenly realized,

That his original handsome, dashing, and flavorful face had actually been changed!

He couldn't bear it,

He still wanted his face!