i had a dream

Chapter 31 Tell Your Dreams
A statue is located on the top of a high mountain. He looks like an old man in a robe, with a hood on his head, his eyes full of kindness, and his arms are outstretched to protect the subjects he looks down on.

A bit mysterious, a bit solemn, a bit solemn.

The people at the foot of the statue looked at each other suspiciously.

Wasn't this in the hotel just now?

How did you come here in the blink of an eye.

After returning to the hotel, the four groups of 100 people who participated in the "Truth, Goodness and Beauty Quanxin Teaching" opened the gift box at 10 o'clock according to the instructions. The white pills inside are sleeping pills that help sleep. Everyone is eating Soon after, he fell asleep.

At this time, someone recognized the origin of the statue and exclaimed: "Isn't this the statue of Christ the Redeemer in Rio de Janeiro?"

Everyone raised their heads and watched in disbelief at this 38-meter-high, 200-ton statue of Christ the Redeemer, with a 23-meter distance between the fingers of the left and right hands.

"Impossible, we were still in China just now, and it is impossible to come to Rio de Janeiro, Brazil in a blink of an eye." Someone raised a question at this time.

This person's analysis is not wrong. You must know that the distance from China to Brazil is about 18800 kilometers, and it takes at least 30 hours to fly by plane, and there is a possibility of connecting flights on the way.

How could it be possible to come here in an instant?

"No, this is not the statue of Christ the Redeemer." Someone in the crowd questioned again: "I remember that the statue of Christ the Redeemer did not wear a hood."

Everyone looked around one after another, and there were no other buildings on the top of the mountain except this statue.

And looking further away, there is an endless blue sea, and at this moment, the sun is slowly disappearing on the horizon.

The 100 people of the "Truth, Goodness and Beauty Whole Heart Teaching" just stood under the statue, at a loss.

"Everyone, don't worry!" A figure suddenly appeared from the shoulder of the statue, and I saw him wearing exactly the same attire as the statue.

Wears a robe and a hood.

The only difference is that the statue is an old man, and the man in front of him is only in his 30s.

He stood on the shoulder of the statue, took two steps forward, and the person fell down.

Rather than saying that he fell down, it would be better to describe his feet as if he was stepping on an invisible lifting platform, slowly descending.

The man came to the ground, looked at the 100 congregants in front of him, introduced himself: "Hello everyone, I am the leader of the 'Truth, Goodness and Beauty', Fan Daoming, don't be surprised, the place you are in is just A kind of miracle performed by the gods."

The crowd shouted in unison: "This is a miracle, so there really are miracles."

Everyone cheered happily, no wonder, they once doubted whether the gods really existed, and also doubted whether the miracles that the leader said could really appear.

Now, no one doubts anymore.

Fan Daoming said: "Gods are above, only my heart is true, kind and beautiful. I ignore the evil eyes of the world and quietly light the last fire for this cold world."

The people below followed silently: "Gods are above, only my heart is true, kind and beautiful. I ignore the evil eyes of the world and quietly light the last fire for this cold world."

Fan Daoming looked at these pious congregants solemnly, and said: "I am the spokesperson chosen by the gods, and you will soon become the spokespersons of the gods. I have to rely on you all to quietly light the last fire for this indifferent world."

The congregation below cheered again.

"Next, let me offer God's blessings to you again."

Fan Daoming pointed at someone casually: "Come up, tell me your dream."

At noon, the middle-aged woman who had been crying about her husband's inconsiderateness saw Fan Daoming pointing at her, and walked up to Fan Daoming as excitedly as if she had won the lottery jackpot.

Fan Daoming said slowly: "Kneel down and pray for what you want."

After hearing this, the middle-aged woman immediately knelt in front of Fan Daoming, clasped her hands together, and prayed: "I hope Judgment Day can pass the test of asking the heart, and I hope my husband can care more about me and this family."

Fan Daoming stretched out the palm of his right hand, and lightly pressed it on the middle-aged woman's forehead, muttering in a low voice.

The middle-aged woman stopped praying, her pupils shrank rapidly, and she was still kneeling on the spot with her hands clasped together in a daze.

The rest of the people also became nervous. Although they didn't understand what happened to the middle-aged woman, judging from her expression, the middle-aged woman seemed to have entered an unconscious state.

Suddenly, the pupils of the middle-aged woman returned to normal, with a happy smile on her face, she looked at Fan Daoming ecstatically: "Master, I saw that the gods promised me, and I saw my future is very happy. "

Fan Daoming nodded: "Okay, you can go down now."

The middle-aged woman walked back contentedly, and then Fan Daoming looked at the crowd again, examining the next lucky person to receive the 'blessing' in the crowd.

The people below became more and more excited, and everyone showed a longing expression on their faces, hoping that the leader would choose him so that he could pray in front of the gods and realize his heart's desire.

Yang Le smiled wantonly, and kept posing with his hands in front of his chest, trying his best to get the leader to notice him.

Fan Daoming looked at Yang Le, then pointed to him: "Come up, tell me your dream."

Yang Le strode forward happily, but stopped after a few steps, and turned to look at his new brother, Xie Zhicheng.

Yang Le pointed to Xie Zhicheng and said, "Master, I want to give this opportunity to Zhicheng."

Xie Zhicheng was a little surprised, how could someone just let go of such a rare opportunity.

The others were also stunned, they never thought that Yang Le would casually give such a great opportunity to a strange boy.

Someone even said: "Give it to me, I need it too."

Someone yelled one after another: "Yes, I need it too, please give it to me."

Yang Le shook his head: "I'll just let him."

Fan Daoming nodded in agreement: "That young man, come up."

Xie Zhicheng stood where he was, staring blankly at Yang Le.

Yang Le smiled and said, "Go up, what are you waiting for?"

Xie Zhicheng didn't know what kind of reaction to make at this moment. He walked forward silently. When he passed by Yang Le, he just glanced at him at a loss, and then walked forward again.

This is probably a manifestation of social fear.

Xie Zhicheng, who came to Fan Daoming, folded his hands and knelt down before Fan Daoming could say anything.

Fan Daoming also directly stretched out the palm of his right hand, and lightly pressed it on Xie Zhicheng's forehead, muttering in a low voice.

Xie Zhicheng prayed in a low voice: "I hope I have a complete family."

His pupils suddenly contracted and froze quickly, as if he had entered a state of soullessness, and he knelt on the ground motionless in a daze, his gesture of clasping his hands showed that he was very devout.

Afterwards, Xie Zhicheng came back to his senses, with a long-lost smile on his face.

But soon, the smile on his face disappeared again.

Fan Daoming noticed the change in Xie Zhicheng's expression, but he didn't care and said lightly: "Okay, you go down."

The 100 people below are actually very clear that not everyone is so lucky to have the opportunity to receive the blessing of the leader, so when Xie Zhicheng walked down, the rest of the people couldn't bear it anymore and waved wildly.

choose me choose me
Fan Daoming scanned the bottom and selected another bald man.

The bald-headed man was slightly obese, and he walked forward happily. He probably fell to the ground because he was too nervous before he got there, and knelt in front of Fan Daoming. He simply clasped his index fingers and prayed.

Fan Daoming stretched out his hand and was about to press it on the bald man's head, when suddenly, the surrounding environment began to change, and a blood-red moon rose from the west-sloping coastline.

The sea surged violently, slapping against the shore, and suddenly stopped, a deserted urban area rose, and a huge Ferris wheel rose on the mountain, followed by carousels, roller coasters, and pirate ships.
"Is this the scariest scene you mentioned?" Zhao Yueman said hiding in the dark.

Li Nuo beside him said triumphantly: "Yes, it was the same scene last time. It scared a person half to death and even ran to believe in religion."

"Hush!" Zhao Yueman looked around vigilantly, "There are other 'dream controllers' in this dream."

(End of this chapter)