"The State Administration of Radio, Film and Television has a rule that all horror movies and ghost movies can't be blamed, even if there are ghosts, in the end, they must be made by people, and now this thing really has a similar meaning."

The mountain road is tortuous and winding, with no end in sight. In the dense forest, the sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, as if it is raining a pale yellow, with a faint warmth.

Guo Pu walked leisurely in front, Xie Xiaoman walked step by step behind, occasionally speaking idly, as if talking to him, as if talking to himself.

Guo Pu listened to it without a match, and occasionally took out the wine gourd from his waist, and drank it full, only to feel refreshed and fresh.

There is indeed a breeze blowing around, and the mountain road of Huangshan is empty, and there is no trace of people, only revealing a little bit of coldness with warmth.

It's a very contradictory feeling, but it's real, it's felt.

"The things of the world, but that's it."

Facing Xie Xiaoman's emotion, although Guo Pu couldn't fully understand it, he naturally understood the general idea and replied idly.

The matter of Huangye Village has naturally come to an end. It's also very simple, I heard that Luo Yu, who is a bookkeeper, has been obsessed with gambling since then, lost all his family, and owes a lot of debt, and he doesn't want others to know. The loan shark urged him to pay back the money, and he had an ordinary account office, where to get so much money for a while.

Luo Yu is a person with brains, but he doesn't use it correctly. When he saw that the time for sacrificing ghosts in the village was approaching, his mind turned, and he simply arranged such a "ghost story" with his own identity, and wrote such a note and put it by the well.

The dry well in the courtyard leads directly to the ghost domain, and no one passes by, so it is convenient for Luo Yu to do things. He thought very well, the private money he collected, anyway, had to pass through his hands first, so he simply ran away with all the money that night, found a place that no one knew, and married a woman to live his life, so that he didn't even have to pay off the gambling debts he owed.

It's just that he thought very well, but in the end he met Guo Pu, who went down the mountain to beg for wine, and Xie Xiaoman, and the matter was revealed. Naturally, the money can't be obtained, and his reputation in the village is ruined, as for how the village chief wants to deal with him, Xie Xiaoman and the others don't know, and these things have nothing to do with them.

It's just that people's hearts are not ancient, and even ghosts have to be pretended, and such things can't help but make people feel emotional.

Guo Pu doesn't have as much nostalgia as Xie Xiaoman in his heart, he has seen more of this kind of thing, so he naturally sees it a little lighter. For him, it is the yellow leaf wine on his waist that is the most real.

Although the mountain road is far away, the two still rely on walking, and there is no intention of going up the mountain with the help of cultivation.

Anyway, there is plenty of time, there is nothing to do, and being on the mountain is just meditation and practice, so walking along the way may not be a practice.

Xie Xiaoman picked two fruits to eat, and the emotion in his heart was gradually smoked by the atmosphere in the forest, and it was cleansed, leaving only a piece of fresh air.

It was obviously a bright sun, but at this time it rained without warning. The place where the two of them are deep and leafy, although the rain falls, it is mostly covered by dense leaves, only the scattered rain silk, through the gaps in the leaves, slanting down.

Guo Pu only found it interesting, stretched out his arms and raised his head to catch the rain, and laughed out loud with the slightly drunken wine.

Xie Xiaoman watched from behind, only to feel that the elegance of the Jin people was deep and chic here. Although Guo Pu always talks about it on weekdays, I have to admit that in addition to his advanced cultivation, his ordinary behavior does have the demeanor of a celebrity.

Guo Pu's robe is graceful, his demeanor is chic, and his eyebrows are slightly raised on a slightly drunk face, bringing out a bit of madness. But this madness is not annoying, as if he was born like this, naturally, not increased or subtracted.

Xie Xiaoman looked at his silhouette, his heart moved slightly, and he involuntarily groaned: "Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not chant and walk slowly." Bamboo cane shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid, a cloud of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng! The steep spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up, slightly cold, but Lu Zhao on the mountain greets him. Looking back at the bleak place, returning, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine!"

A song from Dongpo made Guo Pu tremble slightly, retracted his sad and crazy smile, turned his head, and glanced at Xie Xiaoman deeply.

This glance has been seen for too long, so that cheeky people like Xie Xiaoman have to feel uncomfortable.

"A good sentence, a cloud of smoke and rain, Ren Pingsheng!" Guo Pu said lightly and chuckled. The laughter grew louder and louder, and eventually turned into a wild laugh, a dashing madness.

And Xie Xiaoman, in the end, heard a little sadness from this laughter.

Until now, I always know that Guo Pu is a person with a story, but he refuses to say it, and according to Xie Xiaoman's temperament, she never takes the initiative to ask.

A cloud of smoke and rain in his life, I don't know what kind of smoke and rain Guo Pu has experienced, and how he is going to spend his life.

The rain gradually subsided, but the smell of the earth became thicker. The oblique light on the mountain was scorching, burning Guo Pu's chest, and it was steaming with the wine.

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The most accessible place in the world is the temple.

The temple here naturally does not refer to the temple where "the height of the temple is worried about the people", but refers to the "temple" and "hall" separately.

In the era of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, although Buddhism had been introduced to the Central Plains, it was not popularized, so the word "temple" did not only refer to Buddhist temples, but also to Taoist temples.

As for the word "hall", the most everywhere is the ancestral ancestral hall. Just like the jade pendant in Xie Xiaoman's hand, the power of faith in it was accumulated from the ancestral ancestral hall.

The worship of children and grandchildren, and the worship of believers, can be transformed into the power of faith. As for the size of the strength, first, it depends on the number of people, and secondly, it naturally depends on whether it is sincere or not.

Of course, in addition, he has a method similar to Guo Pu's ordinary driving, through some activities such as exorcism, so that everyone in the world can praise his name, worship him, and revere him, which is also a way to obtain the power of faith. At this point, Guo Pu can be said to be a middle master.

However, people and ghosts are different after all, for Guo Pu, the power of faith he usually gets can be directly turned into cultivation, but what the ghost gets is the sustenance of the power of faith, such as the jade pendant in his hand. How to absorb it into his body has become Xie Xiaoman's biggest concern.