According to the old man, it turned out that the mountain ghost was the mountain ghost on the opposite mountain. The reason why it was called a mountain ghost was because the opposite one was a mountain, and the ghost on the mountain was a mountain ghost. When asked where the mountain ghost came from, the old man said that there was a village here in the early years, but later something happened in the village and it became a deserted village.

The people in the deserted village were all dead, but when they came out, they saw the bodies on the ground and buried them. In order not to let the descendants be involved, these people found a Mr. Yin and Yang to see, saying that the mountain opposite was a good place. If they could bury people, they would be a great blessing in the future.

Everyone was dead, and later there were a few people who had sacked their strength and finally got them up. After these people went up, they buried the people. When they came down, they encountered a landslide and died on it.

"So, later this village became a veritable deserted village. All those people who didn't stay were dead?" I could hear such a thing after hearing it.

The old man said, "So that's it."

I asked strangely: "How did you know about this?"

The old man looked embarrassed: "We are the Yellow Clan and do not participate in these things. We practice for ourselves to enter orthodox practice, but it is definitely not to disturb any of our balance.

We can’t say what people have done here even if we see it. If we say it and take a shortcut for you, we will be in trouble afterwards. When we practice and overcome the tribulation, it will be difficult for us to succeed. We are very clear about this, and I think you are very clear about it."

"I know everything you said, but some things cannot be generalized. For example, since you have seen the incident this time, you have not stopped it, and secondly, you have not told us that if you continue, I think you are committing evil.

God has the virtue of being alive, but for your own benefit, you are worried that you will not be able to pass through the heavenly tribulation. I think this is not a good thing, don’t you think it is?"

The old man glanced at me and said for a long time: "What you said may make sense, but it is not easy for us to practice. If you want us to meddle in other people's business, we cannot do it, and secondly, we don't want to do it. This person's fate is destined. Even if we go there and save human life, I believe that I will not live in the end. Even if we don't die here, we will die in another place. Do you think?"

What the old man said makes sense, but I looked at it for a while and said, "Although that's the case, human beings are human beings after all. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. How do you know if you save a life? Will you go to the sky to open your side when you pass the tribulation?

Also, it is also a practice to save people, but you stick to the rules and think about your practice. You hold the watermelon and don’t want it, but you pick up a sesame seed.

Isn't this ridiculous?"

The old man shook his head: "I don't think this is too ridiculous. On the contrary, I don't think this is nothing. Maybe you think this is very ridiculous, but I don't."

"Since I don't think so, let's go and figure it out by myself. By the way, since you are unwilling to talk about human affairs, do you know anything else?"

I asked the old man, and the old man asked back: "As long as it is not a human business, I will tell you what you ask me."

"Then you must know about this." I asked, "What does this Huang clan mean?"

"The Yellow Clan means weasel, which is what you call weasel." The old man said. I went to take a look at the old man's tail, and then looked at it. It was indeed the tail of the weasel.

"No wonder I saw that your tribesmen are all short. It turns out that this is the reason. Why are you here?" I asked the old man, and the old man smiled: "Actually, we yellow rats are similar to rats, and we all live near humans, but we have a bad reputation and are similar to mice. But there is the same thing. Although we have a bad reputation, we will not harm people. This harm also includes harming food, harming humans, etc.

As for our sheaf, we have our own world. We eat meat, drink blood, especially chicken blood, which is our favorite food, which is similar to that of you humans who want to eat meat.”

"I don't eat meat." The old man said and interrupted the old man. The old man looked at me and was slightly confused: "Why are you a monk?"

"That's not, it's just that I'm a practitioner who doesn't eat meat." I said, and the old man looked at Lian'er and Zhu'er beside me. Then I said, "There are many types of practice. I am a practitioner at home, also called cultivating the mind.

Although the world of the earth disturbs our practice, if we cannot even resist the world of the earth, what kind of practice is it?”

The old man smiled and said, "It seems that your practice has arrived at home."

"No, I just talked well and said I couldn't practice." I asked the old man as I said, "You Huang tribe is here to practice, so why did you get some graves out of you?"

"Those graves are for the purpose of covering up. If normal people see so many graves, they will definitely not come in. We don't want to deal with humans, and people's hearts are unpredictable."

What the old man said is true. What is the most difficult to understand in the world? I think only human hearts are the only ones. People’s hearts are separated from their belly, and no one knows what people’s hearts think.

"You are right. Ask you, since you are practicing here, what does it mean here?"

"No, I lived here with my tribe in the early years. At that time, the scenery was beautiful and it was a good place.

But later I went to other places because of my practice. When I got there, I practiced there for many years. The climate there was not good, and my tribe members were not adapting to the people there, so I planned to come back here and continue practicing here. But after we came, we found that there were people here. In order not to disturb the people here, we hid underneath and built some graves on it. In this way, no one knew about us."

"So there is still this thing, how many years have you been here?"

"Two hundred years."

"The people from the deserted village have been here for two hundred years?" I asked the old man.

The old man said, "I left before I left in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. I wanted to go out and have a look. Then when I came back, the world was not turbulent, so I came here, and these people were here, but these people seemed to be from foreign tribes. At first, I looked like Houyi from that small country.

As early as two hundred years ago, they would hold a party without a single time and worship the dragon.”

"Dragon?" I really don't know who worships the Dragon.

Is there a dragon here?

The old man said: "This kind of gathering and worship lasted for more than a hundred years. A hundred years later, the Qing Dynasty perished. After the dynasty changed, the people here entered the New China period. Everyone responded to the call, worked hard, and threw away everything when they broke the four olds."

"Where did you throw it?" I asked, and the old man said, "Inside the well."
Chapter completed!