In fact, I have made guesses before, but I can't confirm it, or in other words, I don't dare to think that way at all, because it is really beyond the scope of my understanding.
That’s why I asked this question.
Mud Ti paused obviously, and then said softly: "Mud Ti or soul? Unfortunately, I am neither. As for my existence, I don't even know how to define it!"
At this moment, I actually thought of the black shadow just now, because the black shadow was not transformed by the soul, but this mud body was obviously different from the black shadow.
I didn't say anything, but cast a doubtful look at the mud tire, although I wasn't very sure whether it could see it.
Seeing that I was silent, Ni Tai continued: "Perhaps you can understand that I am just a consciousness of existence!"
Suddenly, I interrupted and asked, "What do you mean? I don't quite understand?"
The mud tire added: "Yes, a consciousness that still loves this world even though it is dead is also a consciousness that can dissipate at any time. It can only exist in this half of the mud tire!"
Hearing this answer, I was confused again. I had never heard that consciousness can still exist. For example, if I die, but I don’t want to die, then I can transcend the six realms of reincarnation, transcend the boundaries between gods and ghosts, and be isolated in the world. This world? It's obviously impossible.
I waved my hand, interrupted Ni Ti's bragging behavior, and continued to ask: "I don't care whether what you said is credible or not, then let me ask another way, who are you? Why do you exist here? Was it you just now? Enter my dream and let me leave this place?"
Niti smiled softly and said: "Little guy, you have too many questions, so I will answer you one by one!"
Later, Mud Ti added: "As for who I am? I don't think you can come to the master's house and don't even know who the master is, right?"
The host’s house? What does this mean?
Could it be said that this is its home, but this is the temple of Lord Bingling!
Wait, Binglinggong Temple, could it be said that it is Binglingggong?
Impossible, Lord Bingling is a legendary god, and if he is really a god, how could he commit himself to this broken body?
I asked in disbelief: "Are you Lord Binling?"
Mud Ti laughed again and said, "What, it doesn't look like it? Or am I so down and out that you can't believe it?"
I have to say, a little bit of both.
But what shocked me the most was that I really couldn’t think of any reason for it to lie to me.
I collected my thoughts and then answered: "I can't believe what you said. You said you are Lord Bingling, but there is evidence. And if you are really the legendary Lord Bingling, how could you be like this? ?”
Ni Tai sighed, seeming a little confused and helpless. After a while, he said leisurely: "Because, I am dead, and even my soul has dissipated. What exists now is just a consciousness."
Can God also die?
Seemingly seeing my doubts, Ni Tai continued: "Don't be surprised. Gods are not as holy as you think. They are just more powerful people. Some of them are not even human beings. There are still gods. How come gods will not die when humans are five years old? It’s just that their lifespans are longer than ordinary people.”
Is God just a stronger person?
This statement somewhat subverts my understanding. In my memory, shouldn’t God be that kind of aloof?
But if you taste it carefully, it does make sense. In the five thousand years of history, there should be many gods. If they will not die, then how many gods do we know exist now?
Seeing that I was thinking seriously, Ni Ti spoke again: "Do you believe what I said?"
I can only smile bitterly. Even if I don’t believe it, I can’t find a reason to refute it!
Then I replied: "Then why do you exist here?"
Since he is just a consciousness, there must be a reason for his existence!
Muti seemed a little helpless and said: "If I hadn't suppressed it here, the thing you were fighting with would have escaped long ago. For so many years, I have been using my meager strength to suppress it and prevent it from waking up. But as my power became weaker and weaker, I could no longer control it, so we ended up in today’s situation!”
So that's it. Now, my thinking gradually became clearer.
Later, I asked Mudti about the details, because this thing was a bit too bizarre.
Through Mu Ti’s narration, I understood exactly what was going on.
About 2,000 years ago, this was the temple of Duke Bingling and its place of residence.
Until one day, the dark figure suddenly appeared around the temple for unknown reasons.
At that time, Lord Bingling noticed the strangeness of this thing, so Lord Bingling, who was a consciousness himself, took action. He almost exhausted all his strength to subdue this thing, but because his strength was exhausted, it disappeared. The ability to kill it outright.
So when the battle was over, Lord Bingling sealed the black shadow inside with a black box he carried with him, which was the black coffin-like thing I saw.
He knew the weirdness of this thing and could feel its evil. If the temple door was opened again to accept people's offerings, something might happen. If someone died due to his own reasons, it would be more than worth the loss.
So from that day on, Duke Bingling used his meager power to completely disappear his temple from people's sight.
And Duke Bingling has been fighting against this thing for thousands of years without being seen by people, hoping to completely wipe it out.
But Lord Bingling overestimated the power of his only consciousness. Over the years, his power has gradually weakened, but he still cannot kill it.
It wasn't until my own strength was too weak to support the hiding of the temple that the temple began to appear in people's sight again, which is the scene I saw.
At the same time, it was also because of my arrival that the situation here was completely changed, and it also changed Duke Bingling’s thoughts...
