Chapter 452: There's a new excerpt to be performed later! Don't you want to watch it?

At this moment, Yin Da on the stage raised his voice, with a mysterious tone of announcement: "Everyone! Hold your breath and concentrate. 'Amazing Illusion: Transfiguration' begins now!"

As he finished speaking, the lights in the entire Baihua Theater suddenly went out, and it was plunged into a pitch-black darkness!

Lan Xiyue quickly turned her head and looked around, only to see that the windows around the theater had been tightly covered with thick black velvet, blocking out all the sunlight from the outside.

The entire space seemed to be thrown into a pool of ink, except for a solitary lantern quietly lit in the center of the stage.

The dim, flickering candlelight danced within the lantern's paper shade, barely outlining the vague outlines of the stage and adding a touch of eerie and mysterious atmosphere.

In the dim light, Yin Er led the girl to a huge wooden box in the center of the stage, which was almost as tall as a person.

The space inside the box is obviously not large, only enough for an adult to stand in it.

The girl did as she was told, and with a bit of nervousness and curiosity, she bent down carefully and went in.

With a soft "clang" sound, Yin Er closed the box door tightly and locked it symbolically.

He walked around the box, his voice resonating clearly in the silence. After a few turns, he faced the audience with a bewitching smile, "Dear guests, guess... Is the beauty in this box still inside?"

After a brief silence from the audience, an even more enthusiastic roar broke out: "Unboxing! Unboxing! Unboxing!" The voices were uniform and full of impatient excitement.

"Alright!" Yin Da's voice sounded from the backstage at the right time. "As you wish, open the box!"

As soon as he finished the last syllable of the word "box", as if receiving a silent command, the black velvet covering the theater was swiftly torn off by the servants waiting by the window! Bright light instantly poured in like a tide, dispelling the darkness in the room and illuminating the hall once again.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the wooden box in the center of the stage.

Ginda and Ginji stood on either side of the box, one on the left and one on the right, with mysterious smiles on their faces.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Yin Er walked slowly forward, opened the lock with a small key, and then suddenly opened the door of the box.

The inside of the box is empty!

"hiss!"

A chorus of gasps instantly echoed throughout the hall, followed by even more enthusiastic applause and exclamations of disbelief! A living person had truly vanished without a trace in full view of the crowd!

Yin Da looked around the audience with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Okay! Ladies and gentlemen, today's 'Amazing Magic and the Transfiguration of Living People' has come to a successful end! Next, please enjoy the excerpts carefully prepared by our theater!" Before he finished speaking, several sturdy servants had already stepped onto the stage, pushed the huge empty box together, and quickly retreated to the backstage.

The audience below the stage was still not satisfied and was discussing the matter a lot, all of them focusing on why they still couldn't see through the mystery of the magic trick.

The disappeared girl seemed to be just a prop in this wonderful performance, and no one knew where she went.

Qian Duoduo withdrew his gaze from the stage and turned around, only to find that Lan Xiyue beside him had a frown on her face and a solemn expression. She was not at all immersed in amazement or regret like the others.

She couldn't help but touch Lan Xiyue's arm in confusion. "Yueyue? The show is over! It was so magical! Why do you still have that expression? Like... like you've discovered something incredible?"

Lan Xiyue slowly turned her head, looking directly at Qian Duoduo with a deep gaze. She asked clearly, word by word, "Duoduo, the performance is over. So, what about the girl who just came on stage to cooperate with the performance? Where did she go?"

"Ah?" Qian Duoduo was stunned by the question and looked around subconsciously, "She...she might...get the ten taels of silver and leave the theater contentedly, right?" There was a hint of uncertainty in her tone, and it was obvious that she didn't care too much.

"Leave? So, after this so-called 'surreal transformation' was over, no one cared where the person who walked onto the stage to cooperate with their performance ended up?!"

As Lan Xiyue finished speaking, a woman in a goose-yellow brocade dress beside her snorted in disdain. She glanced at Lan Xiyue, her tone full of condescending superiority: "Is this your first time seeing a 'resurrection'? You're really surprised by something you haven't seen before. Yesterday, my younger brother personally went on stage to perform this act."

She paused deliberately, admiring Lan Xiyue's reaction, before continuing slowly, "After the matter was accomplished, I naturally received a reward of ten taels of silver and returned home early. Otherwise, I would be waiting to be stopped by curious onlookers and questioned."

Upon hearing this, Lan Xiyue suddenly turned around, her eyes as sharp as a needle, piercing the woman who spoke: "Are you serious?" Although her voice was not loud, it carried an invisible pressure.

Qian Duoduo quietly tugged at Lan Xiyue's sleeve, leaned close to her ear, and reminded her in a low voice: "Yueyue, I remember the person who went on stage to cooperate with her yesterday seemed to be a young man..." There was some uncertainty in his words.

Seeing this, the woman in yellow snorted again, as if she was looking at two country bumpkins who had never seen the world. She curled her lips with a bit of contempt, sat back in her seat, acted as if she was too lazy to care about anything, and turned her gaze back to the stage.

Lan Xiyue's slender eyebrows raised slightly. Could it be... that she was just being overly suspicious? She pondered to herself.

Yes, this is ancient times, not the modern times in her memory. How could there be such a coincidence that she disappeared?

The doubts in her heart were still there, but the turbid air and noisy voices in the theater made her chest feel stuffy.

She looked at Qian Duoduo, who was still excited, and said, "Duoduo, it's so stuffy here, let's go out and get some fresh air."

"Ah? Yueyue?" Qian Duoduo was a little surprised and blinked her round eyes. "There's a new opera excerpt later! Don't you want to watch it?"

Lan Xiyue just shook her head slightly, said no more words, stood up nimbly and walked out.

Although Qian Duoduo was reluctant, he hurried to follow.

As soon as you step out of the intricately carved threshold of the Baihua Theater, a biting cold wind hits you in the face.

Lan Xiyue took a deep breath of the fresh air, as if to completely cleanse the turbid air in her chest that was a mixture of the crowded crowds, powder, and sweat.

The hustle and bustle in the theater was instantly isolated behind him, and the world suddenly became quiet.

"Yueyue, how is it? That 'magic trick' just now,

"Are you shocked and amazed by what you see? It's so magical!" Qian Duoduo caught up, his little face flushed, his eyes still shining with surprise, and his tone full of eagerness, as if he was offering a treasure.