On the way back, Yan Hao posted the small video he had just taken to his personal Weibo.

The causes and consequences are explained in detail.

Such a spectacle has undoubtedly attracted the attention of many people.

Although he is a director, he has a lot of fans, with more than one million followers.

As soon as it was released, there were dozens of comments and hundreds of retweets.

"Oh my God, these animals are professionally trained, aren't they?"

"The people who released the animals are the most shameful, and they don't care about the feelings of the animals on the mountain at all. ”

"Last time, someone released more than 1,000 snakes in my hometown's village, and it was crazy. ”

"Well done, that's how this kind of person should be!"

"This place, it seems to be Lingshan, right?"

"Lingshan is really amazing, the Taoist temple is magical, the animals are also magical, and I don't choose a good place to release life. ”

Mountains.

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

Chen Yang hadn't washed yet.

He moved a chair and sat next to the statue of the deity.

The candles of the pagoda are bright and clear in the dark.

The weather is bad tonight, and there are no stars or moons.

In the dark, the yin wind gusted, constantly blowing towards the Taoist temple.

Chen Yang held a copy of "Wen Shijing" in his hand and read it carefully.

He still reads this kind of scripture relatively easily, but he doesn't dare to say that he has read it thoroughly.

"Huhu~"

The wind rises.

Chen Yang looked up, and several wandering spirits floated from afar, slowly falling.

They landed in front of the statue of the local official, saluted in awe, and then faced Chen Yang: "Dao Chief." ”

Chen Yang snorted and asked, "The pilgrim family who is incense today?"

"Exactly. ”

"I'm Ji Jinfei's father. ”

"I am ......"

There are five geists in total, introducing themselves.

Chen Yang listened patiently.

When they had finished speaking, they closed the scriptures, looked into the distance, and said, "There should be someone coming later, and before the fifteenth, you will stay here and don't go anywhere." Go under the trees during the day, don't walk around, don't show up without my permission, but you can hear it?"

"I hear you. ”

"Obey the words of the Taoist. ”

"Dao Chief, I have something to ask for. A geist said.

"You say. ”

The spirit said, "I want to meet my son." ”

Chen Yang asked, "What are you doing with him?"

The wandering spirit said: "My son didn't put on incense today, I want him to come over and put on incense." ”

Chen Yang looked at this wandering spirit, and a young man who was incense today came to his mind.

The young man who was obsessed with cause and effect, and asked himself if he had cause and effect.

Chen Yang thought for a while and said, "Give you time to stick incense." ”

The spirit was grateful: "Thank you, thank you." ”

And then it's time to leave.

Chen Yang is not an unsympathetic person.

This old father, who is dead, is still thinking of his son.

It's just a dream, and it's not an excessive request.

As long as it doesn't affect others, Chen Yang will be appropriately relaxed.

"Dao Chief, haven't slept yet?"

Yan Hao came out of the Taoist temple and looked left and right: "No one, why do I seem to hear who you are talking to?"

Chen Yang smiled and didn't speak, and those wandering spirits stood on the side and looked at him.

Yan Hao's body trembled for a moment, he always felt that someone was staring at him.

That feeling, it's so real.

"Poor road vigil. ”

For the past fifteen days, he has to come over like this.

The incense burner in front of the statue of the god of the earth official is inserted with a long stick of incense.

This incense cannot be broken.

It's almost gone, and you have to keep replacing it.

In this way, the local officials can bless this side.

On the fifteenth day, the local official's Christmas, all the wandering spirits will be sent to the capital.

As for rest.

That is, the time when the incense stick burns is a little squinting.

It's a bit of a hassle, but it's a break.

"Vigil?"

Yan Hao sighed, he didn't know the rules of these festivals very well, so he didn't dare to say more.

He walked into the distance, lit a cigarette, and said, "I'm in a much better mood when I came here today." I also thought about it, and I will make new films when I go back, and I will also make ghost movies. ”

"Ghost movies?"

Is there really a market for this thing?

Chen Yang was skeptical.

Although he has never been to the cinema, he also knows that it is still an abortion romance film, and a war film with special effects is more marketable.

Ghost movies, it seems that they haven't been particularly popular for so many years.

Sure enough, it's for the sake of the original intention, and I don't want to make money to make such an unpopular movie.

"Well, make a ghost movie. I made a career in ghost movies, and I didn't forget my original intention. ”

Yan Hao smiled and said, "Dao Chief, I have a question, I have always been curious, can you answer it for me?"

Chen Yang said: "What's the problem?"

Yan Hao took a deep breath of cigarette, the smoke spit out, covering his face, he looked at Chen Yang through the smoke, and his voice was deliberately low: "In this world, are there ghosts?"

Chen Yang looked at him for more than ten seconds and said, "If you believe it, you will have it, and if you don't believe it, you will not have it." ”

This is not the answer Yan Hao wants.

It's too perfunctory.

He sighed: "I heard that wiping cow tears, you can see ghosts, but I don't know if it's true." ”

Chen Yang smiled and said nothing.

He actually wanted to say that he could see it without wiping.

"Whew~"

A cool breeze suddenly blew on the back of Yan Hao's neck.

Yan Hao shrunk his neck, and the hairs on his body stood up.

He looked back and saw nothing.

But the feeling of being blown just now is real.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Chen Yang's face dark and terrifying, staring behind him.

Yan Hao suddenly stirred his mind and asked, "Dao Chief, was there a ghost blowing me just now?"

Chen Yang was silent.

Yan Hao said: "Dao Chief, can you let me see it?"

"It's time for you to sleep. ”

"I can't sleep, Dao Chief, let me see you. ”

Yan Hao was sure in his heart that there must be ghosts.

Although he was very scared and scared in his heart, Chen Yang was here, and he felt that he had nothing to fear.

If only I could see a ghost...

It's really exciting to think about.

He suddenly thought of the group of animals down the mountain in the afternoon.

Suddenly, I felt that the disciple of Lin Dao Chief in front of him was full of unusualness.

"Yuan Yi, Yuan Xing. ”

Chen Yang shouted at the Taoist temple.

After a while, they came out yawning.

Chen Yang said: "Take Master Yan to the firewood room to rest." ”

Yan Hao looked reluctant: "Dao Chief, let me see the hell." ”

Chen Yang said: "It's normal to be blown by the wind at night. ”

Yan Hao said: "That's not the wind, someone really blows on my neck, and I can tell the difference." ”

Big Ash snorted and said, "Master, if he wants to see the hell, let him see it, and it's not an unsurprising thing." ”

Chen Yang said: "Take him in." ”

In the end, Yan Hao still didn't see the ghosts, and reluctantly followed the big gray into them.

After they left, Chen Yang stared at the ghost who had just blown and asked, "Is it fun?"

This is a young ghost, with his head down, a little scared, and said, "Quite good, it's fun." ”

Chen Yang: "......"

……

In the firewood room, Yan Hao couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, and finally simply didn't sleep.

Sneakily got up from the bed, gently pushed the door open, and climbed out of the backyard wall with his feet.

Then he slipped all the way to the front softly and silently, revealing a pair of eyes, peeking at Chen Yang's side.

He heard Chen Yang say a few words from time to time.

It was quiet at night and he heard it very clearly.

Obviously, Chen Yang is the only one alone, but he is obviously talking to people.

Yan Hao was excited, but also felt creepy.

Who the hell is this talking to?

It can't really be a ghost, right?

He wanted to see ghosts again, and he was afraid of seeing ghosts, and he was extremely conflicted.

"Dao Chief, I'm back. ”

The departed geist has returned.

Chen Yang asked, "Is it done?"

Spirit: "It's done." ”

"Let's go over there and rest. ”

In just a few dozen minutes, the number of geists has risen from single digits to double digits.

It shouldn't go up anymore.

After all, there are less than a hundred tourists who offer incense today.

Time passes by the second.

Half past four in the morning.

Yan Hao had already fallen asleep against the wall, and his snoring was shocking.

Chen Yang had already discovered him and ignored him.

He can peek if he wants, and he can't see anything anyway.

At this time, Kongtong Mountain, Nantai Tongtianguan.

Nanya Zhenren walked out of the Nameless Dao Hall, the sky was gray, and there was already a hint of light.

There was some swelling on the left side of his face, which was left by the fight with Imakora.

He bypassed the Tongtian Temple and was about to go down the mountain when Guanqi suddenly came out of the Taoist Temple.

"Where are you going?"

"Down the mountain. ”

"And then?"

"Zhongyuan has arrived, go do some rituals, lest anyone think that I am ashamed of being a Taoist. ”

Guan Qi shook his head: "You're not going to do things. ”

Nanya said: "If you don't think it's not, it's not." ”

After saying that, he raised his feet and left.