Chapter 1, The Weak Ghost of the Ruined Shrine

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The statue has a green face and tusks, with two heads and four arms, clearly not of a benevolent nature. The gold paint is peeling off, revealing the clay body underneath.

Various fluctuations of thoughts rapidly consumed his already weak spiritual energy. This made Liu Yi become alert, no longer indulging in wild fantasies, and he tried to empty his mind as much as possible. Only in this way could he maintain his state for a longer period of time

Although he said this, he still bowed several times in front of the statue, saying: "Divine spirit, please do not take offense, my son and I did not intend to disturb. We merely came in to seek shelter from the rain"

The elder exclaimed, "Do not speak nonsense. I have told you before to pay respects at the ancestral hall and to worship the deities; have you forgotten all of that?"

None of these Liuyis paid any attention, and a wave of deep sorrow and self-pity, along with anger, began to rise as they started to curse that fellow named Ziyu, questioning why he had brought such misery upon himself

However, these incense offerings and wishes seem to provide nourishment and strength to the soul. As I silently observe this book in the sea of consciousness, various types of spirits and knowledge of the divine emerge in my mind one by one

He wants to try and see if he can enter the dreams of this father and son, to intimidate them a little. He wants them to frequently offer incense. Otherwise, in this desolate mountain shrine, where would such good fortune come from? How could one encounter someone who comes to offer incense and worship on their own?

He no longer dared to provoke the father and son, retreating back into the statue. Perhaps sensing something, the father woke up in a daze, glanced over, and then fell asleep again

He was not originally a person of this world, yet he died inexplicably. By the time he regained consciousness, he had already transformed into a ghost, possessing this statue.

The so-called temple, with half of its walls collapsed, is better described as a pavilion. The roof is also damaged, and while it is pouring rain outside, there is a light rain inside as well. It is merely better than nothing

Liu Yi observed coldly as two more points of starlight fell into the talisman, transforming into divine power, which further strengthened Liu Yi. The scripture hidden deep within his consciousness emerged, the "Six Paths Heavenly Scripture"

The night has deepened, and the rain has lessened significantly. The original thunder has long since ceased. Liu Yi curiously floated down from the statue and glanced back.

Liu Yi can no longer recall the origins of this book and the talisman. The longer a soul wanders as a restless spirit, the more its essence dissipates, and consequently, the more memories are lost

A flash of lightning illuminated the scene, accompanied by torrential rain and fierce winds, casting an eerie and terrifying aura over the deity statue within this shrine amidst the interplay of light and darkness

Then the father and son began to tidy up the place to rest, while Liu Yi stared blankly at the summoning symbol in the sea of consciousness. Remembering the origin of this object, his heart was suddenly stirred as if a violent storm had erupted.

Liu Yi's soul was inherently weak, and just now, with a sudden scare, his soul nearly shattered, causing the mist surrounding him to almost dissipate.

Thus, the supernatural was born. Within the consciousness sea of Liu Yi, who was possessed by the deity statue, a sudden brilliance emerged, revealing a book. With the appearance of this book, Liu Yi was able to see a faint white light, resembling a needle tip, drifting from the heads of the father and son, and flying into the scripture.

The "Six Paths of Heaven Scriptures" contains records of the three fires, which are referred to as the three flames of the human body: fortune, prosperity, and longevity. However, during sleep, these three fires weaken, and there may even be a state of restlessness. They can no longer envelop the entire body. Liu Yi gained an understanding in his heart; no wonder people are often entangled by ghosts and spirits in their dreams, it turns out to be like this

Having said this, I felt much comforted. In this world, there are spirits everywhere, even though the deities in this shrine have long ceased to exhibit any supernatural phenomena. The father and son did not dare to act recklessly. After bowing twice before the deity, the father and son set fire to the offering table.

The hunter glanced around and saw that there was only a wooden altar in the shrine, which was already damaged. After hesitating for a moment, he felt the chill of the night again

He called his son over again and bowed a few times before the deity. There were no incense or offerings, just a small gesture of sincerity

He curiously looked at the father and son, while they were awake. Above their heads and on their shoulders, there were three flames, each of a different color: red, green, and yellow. The three flames reflected off each other, forming a halo that enveloped the entire person

The campfire had already burned down to a mere ember, leaving only a trace of smoldering ash. Liu Yi instinctively avoided the ashes, as if these flames posed a danger to him, capable of scorching him.

Becoming a wandering spirit is one thing, drifting into another world is another; without offerings or incense, how could one avoid the fate of being scattered and lost?

After a pause, he continued: "This was built by a monk from Hu over a decade ago. At first, it was somewhat effective, but later it fell silent. No one has come to pay respects since then"

Liu Yi trembled in fear, hiding within the statue with a green face and sharp fangs, as the thunder outside filled him with immense dread. It seemed that even the slightest residual power in the air was enough to send his soul fleeing.

Although it is summer, the nights in the mountains are still cold, especially when it is raining heavily. The wind blows from all directions

However, just after winning the prize, the moment Liu Yi saw the image sent in the text message, he died, bringing that scripture with him into this world! There are many more things he cannot remember, as they have faded away along with his memories.

I only remember that I seemed to have wandered for a long time before finally finding refuge in this shrine. The memories of my past life are even more chaotic, leaving only a few fragments. ... I vaguely recall that I seemed to be working in a large supermarket ...

At that moment, Liu Yi glanced down at himself. He discovered that he resembled a ghost, with his toes an inch off the ground, enveloped in a layer of faint mist. He floated forward gently.

Father, what deity is enshrined in this temple? Why does it appear so grotesque?

This was clearly a special grand prize drawn from the reader group during his lifetime. He was a fan of an online writer named Ziyu and had joined his reader group. He could be considered a long-time reader

At this moment, two individuals burst into the shrine through the rain, appearing to be a father and son, equipped with bows and arrows. They are evidently hunters

This is the classical world, where there is a scarcity of doctors and medicine. Once one falls ill, even a slight cold or fever could be fatal. However, with such heavy rain outside, where would the firewood come from in the temple?

Finally, in utter helplessness, the hunter and his son worshipped before the deity once more, saying: "We, father and son, will spend the night here, borrowing the divine altar to kindle a fire for our use. In the future, we shall repay this favor!"

The son of the hunter said, "Father, it is too cold tonight, and it is easy to get frozen. We must find a way to survive!"

Around the father's neck hung a red string, from which a tiger's tooth was suspended. In Liu Yi's original world, there was also a tradition among hunters to wear the teeth of fierce beasts, which could ward off evil spirits and protect against malevolent forces.

A small amount of incense and wishful thinking, transformed through the scriptures, becomes the purest divine power, merging into Liu Yi's soul. This suddenly revitalizes Liu Yi, who was originally suffering from hunger and cold, feeling both fearful and desolate.

However, as Liu Yi just placed his hand on the body of that hunter's father, he suddenly heard a faint tiger's roar, which frightened Liu Yi so much that his soul nearly left his body. He retreated several steps, almost stepping through the wall.