Rules of Nuo Opera: Three Rules of Singing Can Save Your Life

On the day my grandfather died, the coffin in the mourning hall almost opened by itself. Huang Haisheng blocked the door of Lin's house with one million yuan and a detonator, and forced me to go to Shoushan to perform a death scene. Since then, I have learned that some things in this world are not finished after death. The bronze opera mask in the general's tomb, the night shift in the meat factory that never gets off work, the voice of a person singing in the middle of the night high in the Twin Towers... Every time a strange thing is solved, the "thing" on me becomes heavier. Some people use living people to make up for the rules, some people use monsters to talk about extending their lives, and some people wrote my name into an old game that is destined to be irreversible many years ago. And what I inherited was not just the Nuo troupe and the mask. It's a debt, it's a rule, and it's also a road that sooner or later will cost your life. If this play was not sung to living people from the beginning, then who was standing in the audience waiting for me to start singing?