Foreword: Bosom friends are hard to find, if you meet, you must cherish them.

Body:

Gu walked in the deep mountains, and what he saw along the way was nothing more than the shape of flowers and birds. What I heard was the sound of the wind and rain in the depths of the mountains.

Walked quite a long way. Gu sat on the side of the road, put the wooden box beside him, and stared blankly at the trees in the mountains, as well as the spirits that wandered back and forth between the trees.

Some of them stretch their bodies like trumpets, some of them grow tentacles like coral reef polyps, some of them resemble oval cells, but no matter what form they take, they all fly around the trees, exuding a golden sheen, and walk slowly.

This is the most common thing to encounter in the Gu journey, and naturally it is also the most familiar thing. Countless days and nights, they accompanied Gu through the boring scene day by day. Gu often looked at them in a daze, without saying a word, maybe he was observing them, or maybe he was thinking about his own story.

However, there wasn't much time for another voice to enter Gu's ears.

It was the sound of plucking the strings, listening closely, the melody was like a beating spirit, entering Gu's ears, body, and deeper feelings.

"What a beautiful piano sound, I don't know who played it, the tune is tactful and lingering, and the style of music has a sad and sad color, which makes people empathize. ”

Gu became curious, picked up the wooden box, searched for the sound, and through the dense and lush forest branches and leaves in front of him, he found a pure water lake, and what was even more surprising was that there was a pavilion on the right bank of the lake, and there was a man playing a guqin on the pavilion. What Gu heard outside the forest just now was the sound coming from here.

Gu stood a few hundred meters away from the pavilion and took a closer look, the man's clothes were all white, the clothes were long-sleeved and long-sleeved, like fairy wind bones, and his hairstyle was not braided, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a Qing Dynasty, but like the wind of the Han and Tang Dynasties.

Gu was a little confused, so he thought, "It's better to go and find out and ask for clarification." ”

But who knows, the more you walk in front of the pavilion, the more blurred the pavilion and the people in the pavilion become, but it is not as real as what you looked at just a few hundred meters from the lake. When we got to the place where the pavilion was, there was nothing left.

All that was presented in front of him was a weed, but the sound of the piano sounded right in front of him, indicating that the person was nearby, but it was puzzling that all the entities could not see it.

Gu left that place and returned to the original observation position hundreds of meters away, but saw that the person who was dressed completely different from everyone in the Qing Dynasty was clearly in front of him, his eyebrows were attentive, sometimes his eyes were closed and sometimes his eyes were opened, the black whiskers on the side of his mouth floated in the breeze, and his mouth opened and closed as if he was singing a rhyme related to the sound of the qin, however, he could only hear the sound of the qin, and no one could hear what he said and sang in his mouth.

Gu felt that since he couldn't see him when he was close, fortunately he was here to listen. Although Gu doesn't know anything about music, he can listen to the elegant charm in it.

looked at it, but seeing that the man stopped the piano in his hand, he stretched out his hand to the Pure Water Lake, and unconsciously, pulled out a thin white hand from the lake, and pulled it up a little, and a beautiful beauty appeared in front of Gu's eyes.

Gu wiped his eyes twice with his hand, not believing that this was real at all, the woman had a graceful body, her hair was tied with a crown of feathers, the corners of her mouth seemed to be smiling, and her face was so cute.

The man took the woman's hand and sat on the side of the pavilion, seemingly talking to each other. At first, they were smiling at each other, then they hugged and cried with tears in their eyes, and finally watched each other wipe tears from the corners of each other's eyes.

After a few moments, the woman stood up from the man's side, and the man immediately stood up and stopped at Jean's position. The woman stood in front of the piano, her gesture was like an orchid, the corners of her mouth looked back and smiled, and the breeze blew the long silk left on the ground, like a fairy.

At this time, I only heard the sound of the wind blowing through the treetops and the intersection of leaves.

The piano plays, and the dance moves. The woman's bare hands touched her forehead, a long robe touched the man's cheek, and the man closed his eyes and started to play the piano in intoxication. In the small pavilion, the women dance in a variety of ways, sometimes up and down, sometimes looking left and right, and sometimes surrounding the men and laughing at each other.

The sound of the man's piano is slow and long, like the flow of mountains and water, and the next time it is like a torrential rain, the mood is urgent, the melody is radical, and the woman changes her dance steps, unhurried, unhurried and unhurried to meet the man's music.

At the climax of the melody, the woman jumped down from the pavilion, her body as light as a swallowtail butterfly, and landed on the lake without sinking. She jumped on the surface of the water, and the water in the lake condensed into drops of dew and rose in mid-air, standing still. The woman's body was close to the still water droplets in the air, and those water droplets were like pear blossoms and rain falling down one after another, and the woman seemed to be dancing and dancing in the rain.

The long sleeves were raised, and two streams of water emerged from the lake, one into a flying phoenix, the other into a dancing crystal dragon. The woman continued to dance gracefully on the surface of the lake, and the phoenix and dragon flew as she danced.

When Gu saw this scene, he was only dumbfounded. He didn't understand where such an unnatural phenomenon came from. Gu looked at the pavilion, but saw the man close his eyes and pluck the strings like infatuation. It was also at this time that Gu discovered the anomaly. From that place, there were weed-like spirits, which were in the form of waves, and little by little they came out of the sound of the lyre, and little by little they gathered in the woman's body.

The piano stopped, and the woman stood quietly on the surface of the lake, motionless. Then, the dragon and phoenix formed by the lake above her instantly turned into the original form of the lake, like a galloping river flowing into the lake, and the woman's body began to sink, sinking into the lake little by little.

And the man, his body was long gone, not even the pavilion. Jean is nowhere to be found.

Gu thought it was strange, he never thought that there would be such a strange thing, and he deliberately approached the place where there was a pavilion to check again, there was nothing but weeds.

Gu was puzzled, and looked up at the lake, where did the lake come from?

Later, Gu mentioned this matter to other spirit masters many times during his travels, but no one else could answer this phenomenon except for the amazement and puzzlement with him.

One day, Gu met an old spirit master on the road, and when they were resting and chatting together, Gu brought up the matter again. However, this time, the old spirit master did not show the same surprised and confused look on his face as the other spirit masters.

"There is a spirit that brings the dead back to life. The old spirit master said.

"Isn't the spirit that comes back from the dead 'alive'? I know it, but the spirit that came out of the man's harp is not a living one. ”

The old spirit master laughed and stroked his white beard.

Continued: "Spirits also have many of the same attributes, just like snakes have king cobras, pythons, and rattlesnakes, all of which are snakes with offensive attributes. In other words, there are many kinds of spirits that can be brought back from the dead, and the kind of spirit that you see that is born from the sound of the harp is called "Survival". ”

"Cunsheng?" Gu asked differently.

"It's only one word away from the living spirit seed. Gu added.

"It's just one word, but their functions are very different. The old spirit master said.

"How can you see that?" Gu asked.

"Existence has two functions, it can bring the dead back to life, but it is only secondary. In terms of the duration of resurrection, it does not use the living to allow the dead soul to live forever without thought and consciousness like the walking dead. On the contrary, the living beings can only resurrect the dead body for a short time, but in exchange for the short time that the body is resurrected, they have full consciousness like a normal living person. That explains why you can see them crying. ”

"I see, but the old gentleman just said that bringing the corpse back to life is only its secondary role, I don't know what its main role is?"

"The main function of this is to preserve the corpse for thousands of years. ”

"Preserve the corpse for a thousand years without destroying it?" Gu exclaimed in surprise.

"The two people you saw were dressed like Han and Tang people, and they said that there was a lake of pure water when they saw them. I guess those two people may have been martyred in the lake. During the Han and Tang dynasties, especially during the Tang Dynasty, the temperament of the world was flourishing. It's not like our Qing Empire, where the love between men and women is very restrictive. Many people could not be together, and there were countless martyrs who threw themselves into the water. From the Han and Tang dynasties to the Qing Dynasty, it has been more than a thousand years, and the corpses of those two people have not rotted in the lake for thousands of years, all because of this existence. ”

"Ah······h Gu groaned and sighed on the side.

"But ······" The old spirit master patted the old coarse cloth clothes and said, "However, through your narration, I have also somewhat understood another function and habit of existence. ”

"Please also ask the old gentleman to answer. Gu said eagerly.

"Beings may draw energy from corpses, and act on corpses themselves, and when the energy reaches a certain level, in order to discard the saturation margin, act on the corpses to revive them. ”

"To my surprise, there may be another great function of existence that no one else knows, which is to hide the space in which it lives, and to change and move the environment in which it lives from time to time. This would explain the disappearance of the lake and the pavilion and the harp. When it reappears, it is first attached to one of the deceased's belongings. Let the surplus into the object, awaken its function, and then resurrect the dead. This can show that when you hear the sound of the piano, it is the time when the dead are resurrected, and the probability of such a meeting is too small, and it also repays you for the suffering of wandering for many years. ”

"Do you know, then, old gentleman, why you can see them from afar, but you can't see them from close, you can only hear the sound of the piano, but you can't hear their speech clearly?"

"This is very easy to explain, the body of the deceased is attached to the existence of life, the existence of life has the power to hide itself, you can't see them, they are just hidden, including the qin. The reason why I can't hear what they say is because after the death, after a thousand years of resurrection, they may have lost the ability to speak, and I am afraid that they will not be able to say a word if they want to, but can only speak dumb. The piano is a dead thing, and its sound can be heard naturally. ”

Gu nodded yes.

Since then, the mystery that plagued Gu has been solved.