Those Years When I Sang Yin Opera

Traveling through the Daqian Dynasty, the world was in chaos with demons and demons. After studying opera for twelve years, he was just a low-ranking person in this world. Playing the role of Bao Gong, the sun cuts off the yang, the night cuts off the yin, and there are no wronged souls under the dragon's guillotine. Play the Overlord, cross the Yangtze River, say goodbye to Concubine Yu, once blocked a million soldiers with one sword. Sing the great sage, make trouble in the heavenly palace, fetch Buddhist scriptures from the west, and bring peace to the world with a powerful stick. … "A mere actor, nothing more than a low-class actor, why don't you kneel before the emperor?" On this day, Emperor Daqian was sitting tall, well-dressed and majestic. He was truly the greatest devil in the world. Actor? Dirty? "Err, yeah, yeah--" The world is a stage, and the singing is like thunder. He was seen holding a knife in one hand and whisking his beard with the other: "A certain Song Yulou, pretending to be himself today, will cut off the heads of human emperors as a sacrifice to the common people!"