Variety shows are crazy but don't cause internal conflict; I'm proud to drive others crazy

Chapter 235 I'll put on a show of stealing your whole family!
The old man glanced in Jiang Nanxi's direction, then at Xu Fan, and after thinking for a while, said, "We'll talk about it later. She came to mourn, so we should give it to the old man in principle."

Xu Fan said with dissatisfaction, "How many women have we already sent to the old man? What's one more?"

The old man glared at him and said, "Xu Fan, when the old man was alive, he made money in business and helped your family a lot. What do you mean by trying to take someone from the old man now?"
The old man is dead now, so he's considered your ancestor. If he's doing well in the afterlife, he can protect you in the future!

"..."

Xu Fan remained silent. The old man continued, "You need to know who you can rob and who you can't. If you offend the old man, even if you're a member of the Xu family, your whole family will be finished!"

These words made Xu Fan shudder. He was clearly terrified of the old man, who was dead, and he didn't mention the matter again.

Xu Fan turned and left to continue helping Xu's relatives prepare the banquet for noon.

Before long, it was midnight.

Because it was evening, there weren't many people coming to freeload; including the relatives from the Xu family who were helping out, there were only two tables of people.

Jiang Nanxi and the other three sat at a table.

As soon as the dishes were served, Jiang Nanxi smelled a familiar aroma of herbs.

She narrowed her eyes, stared at the dishes for a while, and whispered to Liu Qingyan beside her, "Can you smell it? It smells like soul-summoning grass."

"It's a soul-summoning herb."

Liu Qingyan already knew about the strange things happening here. After thinking for a moment, he said, "When humans eat the Soul-Guiding Grass, their souls leave their bodies for no reason. If the soul cannot return in time, the body will weaken and die. The women who died before may have had their souls taken away, which led to their deaths."

"This should be."

Jiang Nanxi said, "The souls of those women were taken away, which must be related to this old man."

"Ah."

After Liu Qingyan finished speaking, he saw Jiang Nanxi casually pick up a large piece of pig's trotter and eat it, and his expression paused for a moment.

"These dishes have been spiked with something, how can you still eat them? What if they steal your soul?"

Jiang Nanxi snorted, "Don't you know what my soul is like? If he dares to seduce my soul, I'll be happy to oblige."

Jiang Nanxi's soul is at the level of a ghost king who escaped from the eighteenth level of hell. When ghosts and monsters outside encounter her, they are basically only meant to be her food!
Liu Qingyan also ate.

His soul is not afraid of being led away.

The photographer was unaware that something had been added to the food. Seeing that Jiang Nanxi and Liu Qingyan had eaten, he also piled a lot of good food into his own bowl.

But just as he was about to eat, Jiang Nanxi took his entire bowl away. "Photography teacher, are you on a diet lately? I'll eat it for you!"

Photographer: ?

Leng Huaixin also picked up some food, but he sensed something was wrong, so he didn't eat it.

Seeing Jiang Nanxi and Liu Qingyan eating so happily, he couldn't help but remind them, "Be careful, this family is holding such a strange funeral, there might be something wrong with these things too."

Upon hearing this, the photographer immediately forgave Jiang Nanxi's behavior, saying, "Teacher Jiang, I know you meant well, but you also need to be careful!"

Jiang Nanxi waved her hand, "I'm fine. Tell me if there's anything you want to eat, and I'll eat it for you."

Photographer: "..."

Leng Huaixin: "..."

Jiang Nanxi was enjoying her meal when a loud crash came from the other end of the table. Someone slammed a wine glass down on the table and stood up to look at her.

This person was Xu Fan.

Xu Fan looked at Jiang Nanxi meaningfully and said, "You seem to be enjoying your meal, but we have a rule here. If you want to eat for free, you not only need to mourn the old man, but you also need to put on a show during the meal to make it lively. The old man doesn't like to leave in a cold and lonely manner."

After Xu Fan finished speaking, he pointed at Jiang Nanxi and said, "Let's start with you. Each of you has to perform a lively show, or you can't continue eating!" Everyone at both tables looked at Jiang Nanxi.

Seeing her beautiful and elegant appearance and her refined demeanor, Xu's relatives became interested and urged Jiang Nanxi to perform.

Jiang Nanxi gnawed on the pig's trotter without moving.

Xu Fan said impatiently, "I asked you to perform a show for the old man, and you don't understand it, do you? What are you doing sitting there? Stand up right now!"

Upon hearing this, a hint of displeasure flashed across Liu Qingyan's refined and elegant face, and he reached out to overturn the table.

But Jiang Nanxi held his hand down. "Don't get excited. It's just a performance, right? That's my specialty! I promise to make sure the old man leaves happy and in a good mood!"

Bang.

Jiang Nanxi stood up.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Because she stood up, but she jumped directly from the floor onto the table and stood there!

Jiang Nanxi stood on the table, kicked away some of the food at her feet, cupped her hands in greeting to the people below, and said, "Esteemed audience members, I don't know anything else, but I can sing a little Peking Opera. How about I perform a Peking Opera for you today?"

Xu Fan: "..."

other people:"……"

Xu Fan realized what was happening, his face turning ashen. "I told you to perform, not to sit at the table! Get down here! How are the others supposed to eat if you're like this!"

Jiang Nanxi: "Doesn't a performance need a stage? You didn't set up a stage, so if I don't stand here, how can everyone see my wonderful performance?"

Xu Fan: "There are so few people here, how could you not see them? Come down and perform somewhere else!"

Jiang Nanxi: "Okay."

Jiang Nanxi, with a very good temper, agreed to his request and jumped off the table.

Seeing that she had come down, Xu Fan's expression softened a bit, and he sat down to continue eating.

But next second.

When he saw where Jiang Nanxi went, he was so startled that he dropped his chopsticks.

With a quick turn, Jiang Nanxi lightly leaped onto the coffin in the mourning hall!
Before Xu Fan could reprimand her, Jiang Nanxi shouted, "Good evening, everyone! I'm going to perform Peking Opera face-changing. I hope you all enjoy it!"

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Nanxi raised one arm and one leg, assuming the pose of standing on one leg like a rooster.

A strange burst of multicolored light appeared on her face, like a neon light.

Jiang Nanxi stared in Xu Fan's direction, mumbled something for a while, and then sang in a deep Peking Opera voice, "Hey! Red-faced Guan Gong! Fight your dad! Blue-faced Colton, steal your mom!"

Xu Fan: ? ? ?
other people:? ? ?

audience:? ? ?
Is this some kind of Peking Opera face-changing act?!
Xu Fan was trembling with anger. "What are you doing? How dare you stand on the old man's coffin!"

Xu Fan rushed over to try and pull Jiang Nanxi down, but Jiang Nanxi kicked him away and then made a monkey-stealing-a-peach gesture.

The light on Jiang Nanxi's face turned green.

"Green-faced Cheng Yaojin, he'll smash your house! White-faced Cao Cao, he'll laugh at your mother! Purple-faced Heavenly King, he'll kill your mother's whole family! Colorful watermelon, laugh ha ...

As she moved and the Peking Opera singing began, the light on her face grew increasingly dazzling, changing sequentially from red, blue, purple, green, to white.

Finally, the light transformed into a large, colorful watermelon, with a pair of lively eyes on it, giving Liu Qingyan a flirtatious look.

Jiang Nanxi: You asked me to perform this, so I won't be polite!
Hahahaha, I just turned on the image feature a few days ago, and I've already added all the pictures. I've also added pictures to some classic scenes from the beginning.