Chapter 3: Dream Trust
Liu Qingliu, a great benevolent person who accumulated virtue and did good deeds all his life, died, and died on his 100th birthday.
Dying at the age of 100 can be described as a joy and mourning.
After he was bedridden, the Liu family had already begun to prepare for this day.
When this moment comes, cry when you should cry, report the funeral when you should mourn, and work when you should work, everything will be done according to the proper procedure, without any panic.
All this fell in Liu Qing's eyes, allowing him to see the funeral culture of the world's big families.
It's just that at this time, Liu Qing has only consciousness left, and he has no connection with the physical body.
- Anyway, the physical body is not his, and it is still a hundred-year-old body, and if it is gone, it is gone, there is nothing to care about.
also picked up a system for nothing, fused a godhead, it should be said that it was earned.
To be exact, he is now a deity.
It's just that they don't have any abilities that gods should have.
After fusing that godhead, he had a little more knowledge in his mind, and realized that his current state was no different from the soul of a person who had just died.
Although conscious, consciousness cannot act on reality, nor can it affect matter, nor can it affect the thinking of others.
The only thing that is stronger than the dead soul is that his consciousness can always exist, and as long as this world is not destroyed, his consciousness will not be extinguished.
And the soul of the dead cannot exist for a long time, leaving the body, a tree of sunlight, a gust of breeze, can blow the soul away, even if it does not leave the body, within seven days, it will also dissipate in this world.
Liu Qing couldn't stand the wind now, and the breeze brought up by the people in the room when they walked around blew his consciousness into a trance, and he could only reattach himself to the body of the deceased.
It was there that he could feel safe and not be blown away by the wind.
Now he is a god, weak, helpless and pitiful, and he can't even kill an ant, let alone act as a blessing over all living beings.
He can observe the world, but the world he observes has no color, like a world with only black and white.
He could hear the voices of everyone in the room, but the sound felt like it had passed through a dream, giving it a sense of etherealism.
He doesn't feel the heat or cold.
Also lost the sense of smell.
I don't have a body, let alone pain.
This state of affairs made him suspicious:
"Am I dreaming now? In fact, there is no such thing as a crossing, and there is no such thing as a system, I am just trapped in a dream and can't get out. ”
"If this is becoming a god, what is the point of immortality in this state?"
In the room, someone washed the body of the dead old man Liu and put on a shroud.
On the other side, the mourning hall also began to be arranged.
Liu Qing's consciousness was too weak to float out of this room, and he didn't know the progress of the arrangement of the mourning hall, so he could only know it from the exchanges of those people in this room.
I don't know how long it took, but a voice suddenly sounded in my head:
"Congratulations to the host, get the first incense and unlock the skill "Dream Technique"."
At the same time that voice sounded, Liu Qing felt a wisp of power inject into his consciousness.
The power was so small that he couldn't move even a single hair, but the feeling it gave him was very clear.
- It was nothing, but now it is, and the feeling is natural and clear.
To decorate the mourning hall, incense and candles must be burned.
This incense candle is the first incense that Liu Qing obtained after fusing the incense fire godhead.
The incense has not been extinguished, and that subtle power is constantly injected.
The power that is infused is called divine power.
It can also be called mana.
If the land temple belonging to Liu Qing cannot be built, then he can only get the incense of his descendants and descendants, and the number is not much, and there are only so many times a year on special days.
After a long time, that piece of incense will also be extinguished, and he will cut off the path to strength.
That extremely subtle power was injected into Liu Qing's consciousness, making his perception clearer.
I didn't have a sense of smell, but now I can smell incense.
His perception traced the source of that power, and in a trance, he saw a person holding incense and worshipping in the mourning hall.
The mourning hall was a certain distance from this room, and Liu Qing couldn't sense the situation over there, but at this moment, through the incense, his consciousness was connected with the person holding the incense.
That perception is still very hazy, I can't see the other person's face clearly, and I can't hear the voice over there, but I can only see a general shape.
This perception lasted for about two minutes, until the person left the mourning hall.
"So this is the power of incense......"
Liu Qing was still wondering how Xiang Huo could make himself stronger, but after receiving such a power injection, he finally understood.
It's a great feeling to regain power.
Now his strength is very weak, and he can't even push a single hair, but as long as this power continues to pay attention, one day he will become strong.
A piece of incense can only bring this power, but if thousands of families worship him with incense, and make offerings for many years, the power will become terrifying.
There was still some loss before, and I felt that it was not interesting to be an immortal god who could not do anything.
The power I feel now, and more importantly, I see the infinite possibilities of the future, and I suddenly feel excited, and I start to plan how to get more incense.
The land temple has not yet been built, and the approval of the Dao Palace has not been taken down, but it seems that there should be no problem.
Just owning a land temple does not necessarily mean that you can get much incense.
There must be more incense than the descendants of the family, but it is more difficult to obtain incense offerings from others without the manifestation of the land gods.
There are City God Temples with strong incense, but I have never seen how strong the incense of any land temple is.
If you want to make the incense vigorous, you must make the people here believe in the existence of such a god as him, and you must also make them believe that worshipping him, the god of the land, can reap benefits.
Now Liu Qing's consciousness is still very weak, and the divine power he has is negligible.
However, at the same time as obtaining the first incense, he also obtained a divine skill, "Dream Technique".
This magic skill is to let one's consciousness enter other people's dreams and communicate with people in their dreams.
You don't need to study, you naturally understand how to support your dreams.
To dream is to use one's own consciousness to influence the consciousness of others, which requires divine power as a medium.
Forcibly bringing a waking person into a dream requires more divine power, and Liu Qing does not have that kind of condition now.
The little divine power he possessed now could only sneak into the other party's dreams after the target was asleep.
And, at most, that is the time to say two sentences.
However, Liu Qing was not in a hurry.
If the incense in the mourning hall is not extinguished, it will continue to provide him with divine power.
Now the divine power, who says two words, can save up for a few hours, and then there will be a long speech.
The Liu family is a large family, and the mourning hall has been arranged, and some people are there to watch, and before the burial, the incense will not be disconnected.
After the mourning hall was arranged, at a certain hour, the body of Mr. Liu was also carried over and placed in the coffin in the mourning hall.
Liu Qing's consciousness also shifted.
There is no way, his divine power is weak now, and he can only be stable by possessing the body.
Before the funeral, the coffin board will not be nailed, and it will be placed there.
Ordinary people can be buried after three days, the Liu family is a big family, and Liu Qing also has the title of Wupin Wailang, of course, it will not only be placed for three days, but for seven days.
During these seven days, children and grandchildren need to keep vigil in this mourning hall.
Not all future generations have to keep vigil, but there must be relatives here at all times.
Normally, they take turns.
However, on the first night, there was no such thing as taking turns, and all the children and grandchildren gathered around the mourning hall to keep watch.
Among them are Liu Jide and Liu Xingshan, two septuagenarians.
Older people can't stay up late.
Sitting and sitting, Liu Jide dozed off.
In a trance, he heard a very familiar voice calling him:
"Accumulate virtue...... Jide ......"
When he looked up, he saw his father, Mr. Liu, standing there with a kind face.
He didn't know that he was dreaming, and he forgot that his father had died today, and when he saw his father appear, he called out, "Father! ”
"Jide my son, my father has been canonized as a god, this time I came here, there is one thing to explain to you, this is related to the great wealth of the Liu family in the future, you must do a good job."
In Liu Jide's dream, the kind-faced old man Liu began his tirade.