Lou Mu had already figured out the layout of the lobby and private rooms in the previous two days, and he quickly weaved through the crowd by relying on his memory.
Soon, he had arrived backstage.
Suddenly, at a corner, he stopped.
"Aren't you tired of following me for so long?" he said coldly.
Behind them, however, it was still pitch black, with only a faint light shining through the curtain.
"Come out," Lou Mu said again.
This time, a man appeared behind him, wearing a mask and dressed in the same clothes as the person they had seen before the show started.
"This is not a place for you. Get out." The man's words were extremely harsh and devoid of any emotion.
Lou Mu was not surprised that he could suddenly hear sounds.
"Do you think you can stop me, Song Shiyan?" Lou Mu turned around, his cold gaze like a sharp sword that could pierce through the person in front of him.
The man sneered, removed his mask, and revealed his face—it was none other than Song Shiyan.
"How did you recognize me? I appeared in front of Tang Nian three times, and she didn't recognize me at all."
"How you were recognized is unimportant," Lou Mu scoffed. "How did you escape the underworld?"
He didn't know if the others were monsters, but Song Shiyan in front of him was definitely the real person.
This was his intuition.
"I'm not telling you." Song Shiyan raised an eyebrow, acting unserious.
"Since you keep showing up around us, it means you don't approve of their cooperation, right?"
Lou Mu's words made Song Shiyan's smile freeze.
Are you testing us?
"Alright, alright, I'll tell you anyway." Song Shiyan shrugged, having to admit that Lou Mu was right.
"I am indeed dead. I was murdered. My ghost went to the underworld and drank Meng Po soup. Surprisingly, I met a benefactor who rebuilt my body, restored my memories, and allowed me to return to the human world."
Lou Mu secretly noted that there weren't many people who could rebuild their physical bodies in the underworld.
"The person who killed you is connected to the Fuyao Opera House, isn't that right?"
Given Song Shiyan's personality, he wouldn't normally set a trap for his business partner like this.
"That's one thing, but the most important thing is that they used my sister's suffering to make a drama." Song Shiyan clenched his fist tightly inside his sleeve.
Do you know she's dead?
After a moment of silence, Song Shiyan said softly, "I know. I received news from the theater that my sister might not be as the messenger said. They asked me to find a way to get Master Tang away from Nanyu City, so I went along with it and sent Master Tang to Lancheng."
"Perhaps according to their original plan, I should have been the one to set off for Lancheng, but my staying behind led to my death. But it doesn't matter, my life has no meaning since my sister is dead."
There's something Lou Mu can't understand.
"They killed the wrong person, so why would they cooperate with you?"
“They sent out puppets, well, you can think of them as things in human skin. They have no thoughts, so how could the people in the theater know that I am already dead?”
Song Shiyan's smile was particularly eerie. Now that he was no longer human and his sister was dead, without the constraints of his sister and the Song family pharmacy, his current personality was probably his true self.
"If you want to find the warehouse, turn left at the second fork in the road. I've already sent everyone away. If you really have the ability to help me get rid of the Fuyou Opera House, I will come and tell you everything you want to know."
Before he finished speaking, Song Shiyan disappeared from the spot.
Lou Mu's hearing seems to be failing again. Even though the light outside is so close to him, he can't hear anything at all.
He stepped forward, picked up the bottle that Song Shiyan had left on the ground, then turned around and, following Song Shiyan's instructions, made his way to the warehouse.
Lou Mu took a deep breath, raised his hand to gather his energy, and the iron lock fell to the ground. Without hesitation, he pushed open the warehouse door.
On the other side, Tang Nian, having blocked out her five senses, was as if frozen in place, as if she were in darkness, unable to see, hear, or smell anything.
She was like a meditating monk, oblivious to everything happening on stage.
No, it's not that I don't know.
A scene seemed to appear before Tang Nian's eyes. In the scene, she could see her own back, the audience members who were clapping but had no expression on their faces, the actors on stage who were trying their best to sing, and the four large drums placed on the side of the stage.
She always felt that the layout of the lobby was a bit strange.
She tried to mobilize her strength and suddenly felt herself floating in mid-air, able to clearly see the entire lobby.
Sure enough, it was a formation.
Before she could react, she watched as the drum was struck, and then everyone below suddenly stood up and started fighting with their bare hands.
But they were all moving closer to Tang Nian.
Tang Nian skillfully bent down to dodge a right hook, then rolled away from the crowd.
The key to the formation lies in the position of the Ye sisters!
Tang Nian rushed to the middle, only to find that Ye Liusi was gone, and Ye Liunian was lying on the armchair, her head tilted to the side, unconscious.
Without thinking twice, she picked up Ye Liunian and placed her on a chair next to her, then smashed two armchairs to pieces with a single palm strike.
At the same time, thick smoke filled the lobby.
She saw someone running towards her and patting her on the back. Then, she opened her eyes.
"Was it all burned?"
"You can rest assured about my work." Lou Mu looked around at everything, then asked uncertainly, "Did you do all of this?"
Tang Nian looked around and touched the tip of her nose: "Maybe..."
How could she not remember hitting someone so hard just now?
The armchairs surrounding her were all crushed into powder, revealing a large hole in front of her, which was pitch black inside.
It seems the core of the formation has been destroyed.
All the people who had been killing each other had disappeared, leaving only human skin still writhing on the ground.
She squatted down and disdainfully picked up a piece of human skin with two fingers: "Lou Mu, look inside these human skins."
The human skin was filled with something like dust, making the lower half of the skin bulge out.
Lou Mu moved closer to her, carefully dipped his finger in the ash, and gently sniffed it: "It's wood ash."
He turned around, picked up a porcelain cup from a table not far away, and gently poured some into the human skin: "Put some back with you."
The theater was eerily quiet, and thick smoke billowed towards the main hall. The two dared not linger and carried Ye Liunian away from the theater.
Outside the door, the young prince was pacing anxiously. When he saw the two of them come out, he quickly went to greet them.
"How about it?"
Upon seeing the young prince, Tang Nian was taken aback: "Didn't I tell you to stay at the inn?"
The young prince was at a loss for words, and finally managed to say, "Never mind, you can go back and see for yourselves."
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