There is a Taoist temple in the idol family

Every day, every day, Ou Zhiming doesn't know what the brain circuits of sand sculpture netizens will turn into.

When he and Ruo Cang went home, washed and slept, it was already night when they woke up.

Ou Zhiming woke up, dizzy, and the sonorous music of "Dunhuang Flying Apsaras" was still echoing in his ears.

Turning on the phone, I found that under the Weibo that I reposted before going to bed, there were all sand sculpture netizen Duan Zishou emoticons.

Moreover, it was Ruo Cang's emoji.

Judging a star's popularity is always simple.

It's clear to see if the other party has become an emoticon package.

Ou Zhiming selectively ignores the words on the emojis, looking at the pictures one by one.

He was sitting in the studio, some distance away from the stage. Of course, he couldn't easily capture the close-up of the live broadcast of "Flying Apsaras of Dunhuang" like netizens.

Therefore, with the hard work and dedication of the masses, Ou Zhiming realized that he had missed many wonderful scenes.

He got out of bed, turned on the computer, found the video, and rewatched "Flying Apsaras of Dunhuang" seriously.

script?What script?

Didn't netizens post a bunch of pictures to remind him not to forget the beauty of Ruocang?

The entire "Dunhuang Flying Apsaras", without the intermission, is just a short movie if you watch it again.

The viewing experience in front of the screen lacks the immersive shock and roar, but more close-ups of the main dancer.

Ruo Cang's elegant soul can be seen at a glance when he is wearing the round gown of Tang Yuewu.

With a long sword in his hand, he can awaken Ou Zhiming's long-lost conscience with a single glance.

Guandu should also have a lens from this angle.

Ou Zhiming took the sketchbook beside the table, opened it casually and was about to start writing, when he suddenly remembered the sketchbook full of dreams.

All of a sudden, the music in my ears drifted away.

He was not in a hurry to record the storyboard, nor was he in a hurry to finish "Flying Apsaras from Dunhuang", but immediately stood up and prepared to go to the study.

For "Guan Du", he drew more than a dozen sketchbooks, which recorded his dreams in every detail.

Ou Zhiming couldn't remember exactly when he started dreaming about Taoist priests, and when he dreamed about Ruocang.

He walked in a hurry, and when he left the bedroom, he saw the hall was brightly lit.

In the living room, Ao Yingxue was holding the document and staring at him in surprise.

And Ruo Cang held a string of tenderloin in his hand, and raised it up and asked, "Are you awake? Are you hungry? Do you want to eat barbecue?"

Ou Zhiming:?

It's a little bit.

Otaku's supper is always inseparable from barbecue instant noodles and happy water.

Although Ruocang is not an otaku, but he can't help but he can't cook.

In addition, Ou Zhiming's villa has high mountains and far roads, and is located in a remote place. It seems a bit immoral to call the delivery boy over at night.

So he called Ao Yingxue over.

Drop by to see what's working.

Ao Yingxue watched them eating barbecue, feeling flustered.

Ruo Cang just finished the performance last night, and he brought work to the door, isn't it too shameless for 500 million.

Because, Ao Yingxue Fu came to his heart, closed his notebook decisively, and stuffed all the contracts back into his briefcase.

"Director Ou, take your time. I still have something to do. I'll go back to the company first."

Righteous words, with good reasons.

It made Ruocang feel a little guilty, thinking that Brother Xue was busy with his career, so he even called someone to deliver a barbecue.

"Brother, thank you for your hard work." Ruocang sent him off sincerely, "Be careful when driving."

Ao Yingxue ran very fast, leaving only a room full of barbecue instant noodles happy water, just like a snail broker.

The two hungry people woke up and ate in silence.

It wasn't until his rumbling stomach was filled that Ou Zhiming said, "I dreamed about you."

Ruo Cang was not surprised, he was picking up the trash, "I read online that the Vajra Warrior I play is scary, so it's not strange to dream about it."

"No." After looting the barbecue, Ou Zhiming strode to the study and took out a dozen sketch books.

He numbered each book, picked up the first book, and turned to the storyboard at the very beginning.

Ou Zhiming said, "I dreamed of you a long, long time ago."

In the storyboard at the beginning, a Taoist priest is scribbled with a pencil.

Long robes, hairpins, standing in a stream by the forest, holding a long sword.

Although he can't see his face clearly, when Ou Zhiming sees this sketch, he still thinks of the long world and boundless freedom he felt in the dream.

As he flipped through the storyboard, he said, "Last night when you exorcised Gu Yi and wrote on his face, I remembered it. The appearance of the Taoist priest in the dream was always blurred, but I think his temperament is dusty." , looks handsome, and sometimes acts willfully and unrestrainedly, and should be very young."

The first sketch, already has traces of obsolete.

Ou Zhiming simply flipped through the pages, recalled the Taoist priest he had seen in the dream in the mountains, forests and streams, and then told Ruocang, "I seem to have had this dream for more than ten years. So it was all about you in the dream."

Ruocang felt that Ou Zhiming was too good at boasting.

In the scribbled shot, apart from being an ancient man with a long robe, it is impossible to tell whether he is a Taoist priest or not.

But what he said was certain, Ruo Cang had no choice but to accept it.

"...You first stand firm on your own worldview."

Ruo Cang looked at the storyboards, the first book was full of images of Taoist priests walking in the forest, wielding swords to slay demons.

It was indeed similar to his life on the mountain, however, for no reason.

Ruo Cang said earnestly: "I have no reason to enter your dream, because I am still alive."

Human dreams are strange and eerie.

Those stories fabricated out of thin air are bizarre, and occasionally there is a possibility of one in a thousand or one in ten thousand, forming a "predictive dream" that science cannot perfectly explain.

Ruocang also had such a dream.

When he was shocked and told the master that he had dreamed about the scene just now, the master said calmly: "It's just your soul that has realized it, and misunderstood it."

The illusion of "mistaking" can explain many things.

Just like the appearance of a prophetic dream without warning, it can still only remind the dreamer: you have experienced it, you have dreamed it, but you can never change it.

That is, there has never been a dream, but the soul mistakenly thinks that this situation and this scene coincide with the dream.

Ruo Cang flipped through the sketchbook, and slowly explained to Ou Zhiming that the soul is in a dream.

"When the obsession of the living resonates with the remnants of the dead, the dead will fall into a dream."

Emotional resonance is very similar to ghost possession, just like the memories Ou Zhiming once dreamed of, bit by bit, are the remaining traces of the deceased.

Ruocang's face was full of confusion, and he didn't find evidence that the person in the painting was himself from the full sketchbook.

"...I don't know how to wear a Taoist robe with a sword on the mountain."

Even if the Tai'an faction is in the countryside and forests, occasionally they will meet outsiders who are hiking.

Ruo Cang went out to exorcise evil spirits, dressed lightly, similar to young people hiking and hiking, and often went out for several days, and only in recent years did he bring a mobile phone to facilitate Master's contact.

Ou Zhiming is sure of his dream, Ruocang is definitely wearing Taoist robes.

Dark blue, the same style as Mr. Du, he is as confident in his memory as he is in the movie.

However, Ruo Cang will not lie.

He can't lie either.

Ou Zhiming hurriedly took out the blood-stained one from the stacked sketchbooks.

He said: "But I am sure, I dreamed that you exorcised Xu Manhui."

Ou Zhiming's painting skill is very good, with just a few shots, he can draw a ritual event clearly.

As soon as you see it, it is the Taoist priest looking at the patient on the bed.

Even the thick ropes tied to the patient are drawn.

Ruo Cang was confused before, but now Ruo Cang is shocked.

The scene where he exorcised Xu Manhui was recorded stroke by stroke by Ou Zhiming, and even the rare technique of writing on the face of a person was clearly drawn.

Ruo Cang had no choice but to believe it.

Even if the Taoist priest in the storyboard is still wearing a long robe and holding his hair in a bun, performing this ceremony of exorcising Xu Manhui's evil spirits with his own hands, there will be no one else except him.

Holding the sketchbook in his hand, he stared hesitantly at the evil luck spreading around Ou Zhiming.

There were dark clouds and black air lingering inside, and I don't know how many ghosts and evil spirits were hidden, and it was beyond Ruo Cang's comprehension.

If Taoism pays attention to science, Ruocang has set up countless special studies for Ou Zhiming, and tried all the magic circles he knows.

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

Now, in the midst of nothing, there is another problem of dreaming.

Ruo Cang was silent for a long time, guessing: "Maybe there is something or some soul in you that can let you see me."

The scenes in the sketchbook come from Ou Zhiming's dream, not all of them are dreamed by the soul.

Ruo Cangzai looked through each book carefully, and found some scenes that might be dreams.

For example, Tai'an School's unique heaven and earth exorcism ritual.

For example, the iron chain dangling between the cliffs.

For example, the scene where the Taoist temple on the mountainside is surrounded by clouds and mist.

For example, a Taoist priest climbs a rock with one hand, breaks a branch, and jumps up.

Ou Zhiming looked at the storyboards he took, with question marks all over his face, "...I thought these were just my own random dreams!"

Ruo Cang replied helplessly: "Because apart from these few pictures that are more characteristic, I can't tell that your other storyboards are related to me at all."

After jumping out a few storyboards of critical situations and unique rituals, Ruocang can be sure that this must be because Ou Zhiming has seen him.

The world is peaceful and peaceful, where there are still Taoist priests writing amulets with branches on cliffs, crossing iron chains, and climbing rocks with one hand.

What surprised him was that Ou Zhiming could see Tai'an Temple standing among the clouds from afar.

He hadn't seen such a scene for many years.

Ruo Cang looked at the storyboard and said nostalgicly: "When I went down the mountain when I was a child, I could often see my home here when I turned around, so no matter how far I went, I would not be afraid."

He said in a melancholy tone: "It's a pity that I can't look back now."

Ou Zhiming's heart tightened, and he imagined the majestic and ups and downs of the legend of the hidden Taoist gods, and asked in a low voice, "Why can't I see it?"

Ruo Cang pointed to the green plants around the Taoist temple, and replied, "The trees are too tall and cover them."

Ou Zhiming: ...

Really, he shouldn't think too much when he is with Ruo Cang.

But Ou Zhiming, who thinks too much, will soon record the legend of Taoist Shenyin in his sketchbook, which will become a new inspiration.

Ruocang's thinking is not as active as his. He stared at the Taoist sketch and speculated: "You can dream of me looking at Tai'an Temple, which means that your dream has already begun when I was five or six years old. Because I was seven years old. That year, the town built a main road leading to the mountain, and the old road has disappeared, and you can’t see home when you go down the mountain from the road, where the trees are lush.”

"Five or six years old?"

Ou Zhiming was extremely surprised, "But the you in my dream, let's say less than sixteen or seventeen years old!"

Ou Zhiming can still tell the difference between five or six-year-old children and teenagers or young people.

Unexpectedly, Ruo Cang held his face and looked at him helplessly, "But the me in your dream is always wearing a robe and wearing a bun. Director Ou, I really don't wear it."

Tai'an faction is really rebellious.

Not only will five or six-year-old children go down the mountain, but they will also not abide by strict precepts and wear Taoist robes at all times.

At most, the hair is too long and has been ignored, so I picked a branch and tied it up.

Especially willful.

Taoism's tranquility and inaction, conforming to the heaven and the earth, are brought into full play in the Tai'an School.

Ou Zhiming couldn't believe it, how could Mr. Du, who was so prudent and rigid, be taught by the same sect as Ruocang.

Ruocang explained: "Mr. Du has only been on the mountain for ten years. In fact, his dress and sense of ceremony are more of the Quanzhen school and the righteous school. The form is greater than the meaning. The main reason is to make people believe that he is a Taoist priest."

Just like the stereotyped imagination of the public on the Internet about the world's experts.

Auspicious people must also be different in their celestial appearance, with long beards, long gowns and long hair.

The standard configuration of the three masters can be convincing.

"But we were just ordinary people."

Ruo Cang, an ordinary person, expresses ordinary emotions, while Ou Zhiming, who is not ordinary, feels that the amount of knowledge has been increasing rapidly, and sooner or later his library will explode.

All right, masters who can exorcise evil spirits and write talismans say they are ordinary people.

What can Ou Zhiming do? It's not what Ruo Cang said. He learns quietly and listens carefully.

"Since you said five or six years old, let me recall what happened when I was ten or thirty-four years old."

It is really painful for older men and young people. With this addition and subtraction, I am almost ten years older than Ruocang.

There is a generation gap at three years old, and three generations have passed.

Recalling Ou Zhiming's childhood was extremely easy.

He debuted at the age of seven and has been acting all the time. You can find out what he was doing at that time by searching the Internet.

"At the age of 13, I made two movies, and at the age of 14, I took on a TV series."

Life is mediocre, and the seasons change continuously throughout the year, and script life is all life.

Ou Zhiming made these two films and one TV series without any accidents.

He suggested: "Otherwise, if you accompany me to watch the movies and TV series from that year, will you have the same memory bias as "The Mystery of Candlelight"?"

Excellent suggestion, Ruo Cang is very interested.

The two hit it off immediately, and were about to turn day and night upside down, watch a movie together and see tomorrow's day.

Ruo Cang's phone rang like crazy!

"Fuck! F*ck! F*ck!"

Ao Yingxue opened his mouth three times, expressing his shock and shock to the fullest.

Ruo Cang shivered, and asked worriedly, "Brother Xue, did something happen to you?"

"Something happened! Something happened! It's not me!"

At this momentous and magical moment, Ao Yingxue did not forget to separate the relationship when he repeated the reading, "An accident happened to Gu Yi! Look, look, look!"

Shocking news that explodes the entire Internet always arrives late at night.

Ou Zhiming clicked on Weibo, and followed the trending searches to find #古伊打雄#, which firmly occupied the number one spot.

Click in, you can see a few photos, very clear.

Gu Yi's face was covered with "bloodstains" and he looked haggard, like a ghost, grabbing the policeman and refusing to let go.

Anyone who posted or reposted these pictures couldn't help sighing: "#客易打雀# I saw that the person who posted the picture said that Gu Yi grabbed the police and said he killed someone, is he crazy?!"

Ruocang's agent on the phone was still expressing shock.

"Fuck, is Gu Yi abandoned by the Seventh Buddha or something? Oh my god. It's the first time I've seen a photo like this of him trending! The picture is not coded!"

Ao Yingxue's voice on the phone was incomparably loud, and Ao Shi's repeated reading was immortal——

"It's terrifying! It's terrifying!"