Chapter 410 406. Grandpa Gou Gou's Mysterious House
Drive back to Ping'angou.

For the first time, Uncle Gonggong opened his locked room in front of outsiders.

Click, the door lock opens.

Creak~~The door opened.

Click, turn on the light.

It was also the first time that Luo Yihang saw this little house that he had been curious about since he was a child. He wondered what it looked like inside.

The room is not very big, about 20 square meters.

There was an incense table in the middle of the room, with a small bundle of incense sticks and matches placed in the corners.

In the middle of the incense table stands an incense burner. The incense burner is full of ash and there are three burnt incense sticks inserted in it. Some new ash is scattered on the incense table, which should be the result of the three incense sticks in the incense burner falling when they burned.

Lord Gou Gou should be worshipped frequently.

And behind the incense table.

The entire front wall, layer by layer all the way up to the roof, is filled with tablets.

Luo Yihang secretly counted them and found that there were eight floors in total, with ten tablets on each of the bottom seven floors.

There is only one tablet in the middle of the top layer, with the words "worshiping - the tablet of Sun Wuzhou, the owner of Wan Zi troupe" written on it.

This should be the memorial tablet for the 1943 ancestors of the old Wanzi class who died in the bombing in .

Seeing this scene, everyone put away their smiles, became solemn, respectfully lit three incense sticks, and paid silent tribute.

After burning incense, Grandpa Luoluo led Captain Zhang and Teacher Xu to the left side of the house.

On the left wall hung a portrait, which was similar to the one seen in the troupe's showroom. It depicted King Zhuang of Chu, the ancestor of the Gugu Opera.

There are two stools placed on the left and right of the portrait to prevent moisture.

There were two large wooden boxes on the stool.

Uncle Gonggong went over and opened the box on the right.

There was a box full of various notebooks, including the old-fashioned kraft paper-covered notebooks, blue-covered notebooks, and the large striped notebooks used exclusively in factories that Luo Yihang often saw among the children of factory workers when he was in school.

Grandpa Gonggong patted the pile of books and introduced them, "This box contains the scripts that the old man has re-copied over the years, as well as illustrations. That box contains the originals. You can take them all away later."

Too generous.

Judging from the style of the notebook, it must have taken Uncle Gou Gou many years to copy these.

Just open your mouth and say it's all given away.

Captain Zhang expressed his gratitude repeatedly, his voice shaking with excitement.

Teacher Xu even forgot to thank them. He rushed over to pick up the books in the box and shouted in surprise, "This is The Emperor's Pearl! This is The Imperial Carriage! The Rang Palace! The Black Killing Ship is also here! They are all here! They are all here!"

The names of the operas they recited became louder and more exciting each time.

I'm afraid that what she shouted were all things that she thought she would never find again.

We talked about it in the car when we came here. Originally, there were more than 1,200 plays in the Han opera. These were the ones that their classmates could remember the names of. No one knew how many there were actually.

But after several dispersions, most of them were lost.

After the establishment of the Guoguo Theatre Company, it spent decades organizing and searching, but now it has only found less than 700 plays.

There are even many that were rescued from scrap yards.

Even among these seven hundred episodes, many are incomplete and severely damaged.

Usually they would be excited for a long time if they found a few pages of fragments.

At this moment, I suddenly saw more than 460 copies, which were complete copies. Most of them were scripts that had been declared lost but had reappeared in the world.

Even the inheritor is still there.

No wonder I'm so excited.

However, Luo Yihang had no interest in these.

He was more interested in the wall on the right.

There is also a portrait hanging on the right wall, but it is an ancient general wearing armor and holding a sword at his waist.

Luo Yihang had no knowledge of armor, so he couldn't tell which dynasty it belonged to, but it was definitely not the Qing Dynasty and there was no braid.

On both sides of the portrait, there are two wooden racks, one high and one low, with several weapons on them.

There are two long-handled ones standing upright on the high shelf.

One is the Panlong stick, which is a long stick with an iron ring on the top connected to a short stick, also called a "shaozi stick". It was originally a farm tool called a flail for threshing millet, but later evolved into a nunchaku.

It can be understood as a nunchaku with one side being particularly long.

The one that Grandpa Gou Gou has is as thick as an egg and is a heavy weapon.

Next to the Panlong stick, there was a gun that was over two and a half meters long and almost touched the roof.

wrong.

Luo Yihang reached out and touched it. It had a hard shaft, and the tip of the spear was much longer than the one he saw at the old Taoist priest's place in Dongyang Palace. It should be a spear.

However, the distinction between guns, spears and halberds was not very clear in ancient times, and there were all kinds of names for them, so just treat it as a spear.

On the other side of the low rack were three short weapons.

A two-handed long sword or a one-handed sword without a long handle.

And a hammer that is only as long as an arm, with a thin handle that is only slightly thicker than chopsticks and a hammer head that is not even as big as a fist. It is small and cute.

On the side of the low frame, there is a shield hanging. The wooden shield is covered with leather, and there is a ghost face painted on the front. It looks quite scary at first glance.

All previous signs showed that Mr. Gou Gou was definitely good at fighting, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to kill nine Japanese devils.

Now we finally see the evidence.

Luo Yihang quietly pulled out a part of the single-edged sword, and wow, the blade was still sharpened.

Uncle Gonggong secretly possessed controlled knives...
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After walking around, Luo Yihang received a message and went back to the left.

I heard Teacher Xu holding a notebook in both hands and turning a page with surprise, "You still have a unique skill here. The hanging hat cover, which was lost in the 1950s when Elder Xiong passed away, and now it can finally be seen again!"

Grandpa Gonggong stroked his beard proudly, "Yes, we have them all. They are the specialties of our Wanzi class."

Luo Yihang leaned over to take a look and saw a picture on the notebook. It was a person with his hair tied to a rope, flying on the stage.

Isn't this acrobatics? Is there such a thing in the opera?
Look at Teacher Xu again, his face is flushed with excitement, his eyes are shining, and his hands are shaking.

And Captain Zhang next to him is in a similar situation.

This is not possible.

They are not young either, one is in his seventies and the other is in his sixties.

Luo Yihang was worried that they would be so excited that they would lean over, so he quickly invited them, "Teacher Xu, you can't finish reading all these books in a short time. You will have plenty of time to read them slowly in the future. You will have to sort them out and compare them slowly, which will take more than one or two days. It's getting late, let's eat first."

With this reminder, Teacher Xu came out of his excitement. He felt a little dizzy and his heart was a little shaky. After all, he is getting old.

There was no rejection.

Everyone went to the main room of Grandpa Gougou's house again.

Teacher Xu was fascinated again as soon as he entered the door.

She saw a shelf full of puppets.

A puppet used in the opera.

Positioned at the very edge are the two monks that Luo Yihang saw last year.

Teacher Xu hurried over and asked again what he had said in the troupe before, "Does our Gou Gou opera really have "The Mad Monk Sweeps Out Qin"?"

Grandpa Luo Luo laughed and said, "That's true."

(End of this chapter)