Chapter Eleven: Treat death as you would treat life

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  "Thanks to the divine protection. My elder sister's life is big!" The old woman said, and then bowed again in front of the god.

  Just then, Wang's wife woke up and cried out: "I just saw a divine spirit... white light, everywhere was white light... in the white light there was a divine spirit, he told me to come back."

  Staring at the statue with a dazed gaze, Liu Yi was stunned. Just then, he saw that the divine power he had poured in earlier in his haste was too much, not only did the thread of faith thicken greatly, but it also transformed his divine soul...

  Good heavens! Liu Yi thought to himself, finally understanding that among the folk legends, there were many witches and sorcerers who were originally just ordinary people. It was just a severe illness or a coma after which they woke up with the ability to communicate with spirits.

  Now, this Zhang Wangshi can communicate with the spirit. He can sense various thoughts in Zhang Wangshi's mind and even transmit his own thoughts directly into her mind.

  "This is the divine grace that saved your life!" Zhao Cheng said: "Unexpectedly, this divine spirit is so powerful and vast."

  That Wang then called out: "I heard it, this spirit is called the Land God. Let's invite him to return to his lair..."

  Zhao Cheng listened and finally made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and said: "Then please invite the Land God to our mountainous area, to preside over the altar."

  Without hesitation, they found someone to carry the Wang's down the mountain. After the three old women returned, they couldn't stay idle and within half a day, they spread the news of the land god's resurrection throughout the village.

  It even spread quickly to Shanqian and Laifeng. No wonder Liu Yi originally had to deal with these old women when preaching in the world.

  That Wang family even brought a pig's head to the temple and kowtowed. They lit incense and were extremely grateful.

  Liu Yi Duan sat in the Taoist temple, and suddenly saw that pig head transformed. It actually followed his wishes, turned into meat food, piled up like a mountain. Appeared in the Taoist temple, emitting a tempting fragrance.

  "So it was like that..."

  Liu Yi sighed and said that originally he would see some pork buns, fruit and other things when offering incense to his ancestors.

  It was originally a joke, but now I've seen it. Only then did I understand this truth. Things are as dead as they are alive!

  Willing power, sentient beings' willing power, it can't be said more clearly than this.

  Although there is divine power consumption, the soul body will not be hungry. However, smelling this fragrance now, it's still unbearable.

  Having a small piece of braised pork head, it's a real feeling of eating food that has been missed for so long. It made Liu Yi, who had become a ghost, feel satisfied for the first time!

  It's no wonder that in ancient civilizations there were such customs, where death was treated like life. Even after death, so many objects were left behind in the tomb as burial goods...

  Savoring the long-lost taste, Liu Yi couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia for a while. With wine also getting involved, Liu Yi took a sip and even felt slightly tipsy.

  With these old women making such a big fuss, Zhao Cheng had a lot of saliva left. He went to consult with the whole village and asked for the return of the land contract.

  This time, almost no one hesitated. Everyone felt that the land god was much more powerful than the original shrine god.

  At this time, Liu Yi sneered. I've already made my move, let's see what other tricks you have up your sleeve?

  Liu Yi wasn't particularly interested in the position of Land God originally, but since this village god came to his doorstep, if he didn't seize his position, he was afraid that this guy would really think he was afraid of him.

  Just then, someone came to burn incense. Kneeling in front of the god, he muttered a prayer: "I beg the land god to bless me, my mother is seriously ill at home. If you can cure my mother, I am willing to do anything!"

  This man caught Liu Yi's attention; firstly, he had never seen this person before and was not from the mountains behind.

  This man has read books and has a halo on his head. This is already different from most of the ignorant villagers!

  These were things Liu Yi had only come to realize in this world. In his previous world, everyone was literate and everyone read books.

  However, in this world, reading books is a privilege of very few people. Those who have read for half a year, like Zhao Cheng, are respected by others.

  But the person in front of him was a real bookworm. Originally, those who hadn't read books or studied had no knowledge and didn't understand reason, spending their whole lives spinning around in the village with little insight. They couldn't obtain knowledge and information, and that kind of ignorance is unimaginable for people living in the modern world.

  People like this are ignorant and unenlightened. Only by reading books and understanding principles can they become enlightened. Then they will have a hint of spiritual energy, bursting forth with vitality, different from the dull and lifeless air of ordinary people.

  This person has a hint of spiritual energy, but his luck and fate look ordinary. Apparently, he doesn't have a great future ahead. Even the flame of life is much weaker than that of ordinary people, with some signs of being short-lived.

  Liu Yi felt a pang of regret, but thinking about it, how could it be so simple? In the mountains and fields, where would such outstanding figures appear? Not to mention now, it's probably hard for him to let go of those outstanding figures.

  This Yu Shu is already quite good, in this poor and remote place, it's already very rare. In itself, among the coming Feng Li, prestige is extremely high. After listening, they took it seriously.

  After listening for a while, I just realized that Yu Shu's mother had caught a cold half a month ago and still hadn't recovered, and it was getting worse and worse.

  Yu Shu lost his father at a young age and was raised by his mother. He is very filial, but after many doctors failed to cure him, he heard about the legend of the land god and came here without hesitation.

  At this time, Liu Yi felt that his divine power was too weak and couldn't be considered a true deity. If he were a true deity, he would receive the wishes of all living beings and use his divine power to reward his followers and fulfill their desires.

  But Liu Yi didn't have such skills. Fortunately, there were supermarkets and pharmacies available.

  Wind and cold? Isn't it just a common cold? Liu Yi thought to himself.

  Originally, a cold was nothing serious, but in this era of scarce medical resources and lack of medicine.

  In ancient times when even wealthy families couldn't necessarily meet good doctors, minor illnesses often led to life and death separations. Nothing unusual!

  Although he didn't understand pathology and couldn't even tell the difference between a cold caused by wind-cold or wind-heat, Liu Yi didn't care about that and directly threw two cold medicine pills over.

  Yu Xiu had just kowtowed and lifted his head, only to see two more pills appear in front of him. The pills were round in shape, with one half transparent and the other half red. Looking inside, they were filled with tiny, sand-sized objects that were green and colorful.

  "It's indeed extraordinary, a divine object that can't be created by human hands!" Seeing the capsule, Yu Shu suddenly felt a surge of confidence.

  From his perspective, even if a skilled craftsman were to try, he couldn't create such a pill. He couldn't even imagine how something like this could be made.