My vampire princess wants to repay a debt of gratitude.

It has to be said that, from the audience's perspective, this popular young man is quite good-looking, only slightly less so than himself.

Lin Mo thought to himself, he had already finished his slugging with Ye Zimo, and now he was ready to admire his aunt's masterpiece.

Lin Mo didn't see her aunt on stage, but she believed that her dedicated aunt was probably preparing backstage.

Although she was playing a corpse this time, Lin Mo still prepared a bouquet of flowers to give to her at the end of the performance.

My aunt's husband was also sitting in the audience, but he was in the first row, quite far from Lin Mo and the others.

The host in the red suit finally left the stage, and the play officially began.

A soft background music began to play, and two women in cheongsams on stage started chatting. Of course, they didn't make a sound, as if they had some secret that the audience couldn't hear, but the two chatted happily, laughing from time to time, which reminded Lin Mo of Xiao Ju and Lin Xuan beside him.

Han Chunsheng, who plays the third young master of the Liu family, is writing a letter in his study. This letter is for his sweetheart.

As he wrote, he read aloud, and unlike the woman in the cheongsam who was whispering, his self-talk drowned out the background music.

The protagonist has no secrets.

"My dearest Manny, the moment I saw you, I was transported to a wondrous world, a world with only you and me. This world seemed entirely black and white, except for you, who were in color, vibrant, and radiant. I remember that day you wore a long floral dress, more colorful than any other flower in the world. I wished I were a butterfly, able to circle freely around you; I wished I were a bee, able to gather nectar from you…"

After reciting a long, cheesy love poem, Third Master Liu crumpled the paper into a ball: "This confession is too direct. I'm afraid it will scare Manny. No, no, we have to take it slow."

He threw the love letter into the trash can and rewrote it several times.

dong dong——

A woman in a cheongsam knocked on the door. The woman in the light blue cheongsam was playing the role of Liu Sanye's older sister, the eldest daughter of the Liu family.

"Xueyi, are you in the study?"

"Yes, please come in, sister."

Master Liu immediately covered the letter with other books on his desk.

"Miss Wang is here. You're engaged to her, why don't you go and greet her?"

The eldest daughter of the Liu family scolded.

"Sister, you know I don't like Miss Wang."

Master Liu stood up.

"Do you know that the family needs you right now? Can you really decide your own marriage? Miss Wang's family are warlords; can the Liu family afford to offend them?"...

Lin Mo was getting sleepy while watching. He had already guessed most of the plot. It was about the young master of the Liu family who wanted to have a free love affair but failed. He was then forced into a family marriage to find a way out for the Liu family, which was in decline. However, he already had someone he loved.

Logically, he and his sweetheart should definitely be separated. Considering the corpse played by his aunt, it means that his sweetheart might die, or that his sweetheart's mother was killed by the Liu family before, and the two families are sworn enemies.

In short, Master Liu's love life is definitely not going well.

However, most people who come to see plays are not there to pursue the dramatic plot, but rather to see the multifaceted emotions presented by the actors on stage, and to see how a stage actor presents a sense of artistic depth through the details and conflicts of the story.

People who enjoy watching stage plays and those who enjoy watching TV dramas are completely different types of people.

Even the most old-fashioned plays will attract audiences because each actor brings a unique interpretation to the performance.

Furthermore, in people's psychological perception, watching a play seems to be a more refined art form.

The actors also felt that actors who could perform well in stage plays were more deserving of the title of actor or artist than those who could perform well in web dramas.

Therefore, many popular young male celebrities like to hone their skills in the drama club.

Unfortunately, acting in plays doesn't automatically make you an actor, like my aunt who's always been in the drama club.

Acting, most of the time, still depends on talent.

Lin Mo yawned and turned to look at Ye Zimo, who seemed to quite enjoy watching these kinds of plays.

She seemed to be watching with great interest, which, in Lin Mo's eyes, was even more entertaining than a stage play.

"Am I more attractive than a stage play?"

Ye Zimo asked calmly.

Lin Mo nodded: "Of course, my wife is the most beautiful."

Ye Zimo's cheeks were slightly flushed, but in the dim light, her blush was not visible.

As a vampire who has lived for thousands of years, her skin is still not thick enough.

"Your aunt is out."

Ye Zimo reminded him, and Lin Mo then looked towards the stage.

The stage setting has been changed to a paradise, with a description that this is the peach blossom forest behind the Liu family's mountain, with petals falling in profusion, creating a poignant and beautiful feeling. The background music has also been changed to music with a strong rhythm and a sense of oppression.

Similar music plays whenever someone in a TV series is about to die.

In terms of music selection, television, film, and stage plays all coincidentally agree.

Chapter 218 The Dead Actress

The aunt and another supporting character who had just appeared were thrown into a well.

They were dressed as maids and were killed to silence them because they overheard the secret of the Liu family head.

The two women quickly became corpses in the audience's view, with their faces only appearing for less than two minutes. The remaining three minutes were filled with images of them being disheveled and drowning.

"Actually, my aunt's acting is quite good when she doesn't speak."

Lin Xuan said earnestly that she thought her aunt's portrayal of the corpse was very good.

"That's right, that's what I think too."

Lin Mo agreed, saying that they had seen their aunt perform in many plays, but this was the best performance of all.

However, Lin Mo noticed that his aunt had blinked slightly.

The girl next to my aunt acted even better than my aunt; the corpse looked just like a real corpse, completely still, without even a heartbeat or pulse.

Because of Lin Mo's keen observation skills, he could even see the air exhaled by each person as they breathed.

Therefore, I greatly admire this actress's dedication.

Wait, something's not right.

Lin Mo gripped Ye Zimo's hand tightly, and Ye Zimo noticed it too.

The actress who played a corpse on stage with her aunt died.

Under the spotlight on stage, everyone's attention is focused on the lead actor, and few people notice the shadows cast by the supporting actors.

Lin Mo saw an irregular black shadow spreading from the dead man's feet and expanding continuously, almost merging with his aunt's shadow.

Just as the two shadows were about to merge, Lin Mo suddenly stood up, ignoring the complaints of the audience behind him, and uttered a spell.

In an instant, everyone in Lotus Square froze in their tracks.

Time stood still.

Apart from Lin Mo and Ye Zimo, everyone else was affected, including the shadow.

Lin Mo glanced at Ye Zimo, who nodded slightly, and the two walked onto the stage together.

The aunt was closest to the deceased; if Lin Mo hadn't intervened, she would have been the second victim.

Lin Mo placed his hand on the ground, and the black shadow was pulled out by him. It was like paint suddenly dragged off a piece of paper, a dark blob without any substantial shape, constantly changing its form.

"A cursed object."

Lin Mo frowned, squatted down, and checked his aunt's colleague's body again with a glimmer of hope. Although the body was still warm, it was indeed dead. There was still some spiritual energy remaining in the body, but it was only a preservation of memories from before death. Before long, this insignificant spiritual energy would also evaporate.

But for a sorcerer, these spiritual bullets can reveal who she came into contact with and what she encountered in her lifetime.

Lin Mo put the constantly changing black substance into a glass bottle, sealed the opening, and put it in his pocket: "Don't let it affect Aunt's play."

"it is good."

Ye Zimo didn't ask why, and quietly walked off the stage with him, returning to their seats.

Lin Mo snapped his fingers, and time resumed.

Everyone resumed their actions and continued what they had been doing.

The audience member in the back row who wanted to curse suddenly forgot who he was going to curse, because Lin Mo had already sat down before he could speak, as if he had never stood up.

The play on stage continued until the actress playing the female corpse was taken offstage by her companions, but she remained in the appearance of a corpse.

"what--"

A clear, melodious female scream rang out, interrupting the performance on stage.

There was no obvious soundproofing between the stage and backstage of the play, and the scream could be heard even in the small square.

The host then came to the stage and said, "I'm very sorry, there's been a slight mishap on our stage, and the performance needs to be paused."

The audience members all looked puzzled.

"What happened? Why is it paused?"

"Is our Chun-ge alright?"

"Yes, I came here specifically to see Brother Chunsheng."

The host had clearly never faced such an unexpected event before, and the venue immediately became chaotic, with various discussions, questions, and arguments erupting.

If there hadn't been a lot of security guards in the venue, the fans probably would have taken the opportunity to rush backstage.

The Lotus Square where the performance took place was not far from the police station. After the president of the drama club called the police, officers arrived quickly.

Audience members could choose to receive a notification for the next performance or get a refund. In short, most people were dismissed, leaving only a small group of relatives related to the drama club members, such as Lin Mo and his friends.

Lin Mo's uncle was holding his aunt, who was still sobbing and trembling, her makeup still on.

"It's okay, it's okay."

The uncle comforted his aunt while gently patting her back.

"How...how could she...die like that? Waaah...she...we were just rehearsing our lines."

My aunt burst into tears.

Lin Mo, Lin Xuan, Ye Zimo, Xiao Ju, Li Qi, and Pang Hu all walked up to Tong Yue.

Li Qi and Pang Hu stood warily on either side, seemingly protecting their female companions.