human suffering

Purifying fire

As if he had been slapped in the face, Cai Gen's eyes recovered, as if he saw hope.

"Chongli, how can I increase my strength?
When something happens, just blow the whistle and call someone. This is definitely not the right way, right?
If you come out more, I can't find myself. "

Zhu Rong is very satisfied when he sees that Cai Gen finally wakes up.

"Master, we are only the last guarantee, only what we have is what we really have.

You already have the original fire of Sui Huang, but you just lack the method.

Although the method of controlling fire is relatively low-level, it is better than nothing.

It is not easy for me to come out, so I will show you now. "

After Zhu Rongzhongli finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand above his head.

The hands made a flame shape, and then the sturdy body danced like a flame.

Cai Gen's jaw almost didn't drop in shock, what is this?

Flipping the flowers, just started?

The spirit boy is reincarnated, right?
This is social shaking, right?

Why didn't the music play?
Why does it look the same as those ancestral souls using Ruoshui's routine?

Could it be that they all took the same route?

Praise first, then dance, after reaching a certain rhythm that fits the rules, and then zoom in?

Accompanied by the enchanting dance, Zhu Rongzhongli really started to praise.

"Fire, you dance in the blaze, and radiate your enthusiasm."

"Fire, you puff out your red tongue and demonstrate to life."

"you dance"

"you jump"

"You are unrestrained"

"You are free and easy"

"You are bold!"

"You are as strong as steel, devouring everything."

"You are tender like water, warming the soul."

"Fire! You are the holy light of the world!"

The dancing is over, and the praise is also over, Zhu Rongzhongli is going to make a big move in the direction of the ancestral soul.

Cai Gen suddenly yelled.

"Wait a moment."

At this time, Cai Gen was so excited beyond words.

Finally, someone came out and got down to business.

The method of controlling fire sounds very advanced.

Trembling, he took out his cell phone from his torn clothes.

As a result, the mobile phone has long been broken into pieces.

Xiao Tianmao quickly took out a big apple from Yimu Monk and handed it to Cai Gen.

"Master, this is Xiaoshui's cell phone, and the password is four eights.

She finds it inconvenient to put it in her pocket, so she always asks me to put it away for her. "

Cai Gen grabbed the phone and clicked on the recording video.

"Chongli, start your performance.

I have to record it and learn it slowly later. "

Facing the camera of the mobile phone, Zhu Rongzhongli was a little nervous.

"is it necessary?
Master, is your comprehension degraded so badly? "

Damn, where is the degradation? It's because Cai's savvy standard is not high at all.

After explaining this matter without showing his face, Cai Gen could only become angry from embarrassment.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, and do it again."

So, Zhu Rong left under the camera again, and performed the dance and hymn just now.

"Fire. Holy Light!"

After the last word was uttered, a small fireball flew towards the group of ancestral souls.

Little Fireball?
It took such a long time to cast the spell, and it was full of praise and dancing. It was so strenuous.

Just sent a small fireball?

Cai Gen expected that the whole sky would be full of fire and rain?
The result is only a small fireball?

The disappointment was beyond words, and I just wanted to say something.

Just look at that little fireball, which first shattered the Ruoshui that the ancestral souls were resisting, and then jumped on many ancestral souls like a heifer's lightning ball, and then ignited all the ancestral souls.

Regardless of the small size of the fireball, it turned out to be a group attack.

It's just that the efficiency is a bit low, and it needs to be ignited one by one.

Seeing the ancestral souls twisted in the flames, and the blackened death energy continuously rising, Cai Gen felt relieved.

From the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw Gong Kanghui's expression, which turned out to be joyful.

what does this mean?
Could it be that to free the people of other tribes is to burn them all to death?

As if seeing Cai Gen's doubts, Zhu Rong left to explain.

"Master, this is the fire of purification.

Their deadly resentment has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and there is no way to proceed further unless it is completely cleared. "

After a brief explanation, he looked at Gong Kanghui.

"Brother Hui, take care of yourself, don't be obsessed with Baden all day long.

Not all mistakes have an opportunity to be remedied. "

Gong Kanghui was taken aback by his originally joyful expression, and nodded repeatedly.

"Oh, I know what's in my heart, so don't ink it."

Zhu Rongzhongli didn't say any more, and bowed to Cai Gen again.

"Master, I wish you all the best."

As soon as the voice fell, the person had already gone back.

kindness?
Is that the end?

Sure enough, it was much crisper than that big Mickey.

It's true that favors are better than favors.

Cai Gen had almost recovered by now, so he asked Xiaotianmao to look for clean clothes, but after searching for a long time, there was only the policeman uniform he gave after helping Brother Bird in Jiujiazi Village last time.

It's still clean, better than nothing, Cai Gen doesn't look like a co-op when he puts it on, he's more like a security guard.

After changing his clothes, Cai Gen sat on the edge of Gong Kanghui's coffin.

"Did you already know that things would turn out like this?"

Gong Kanghui handed Cai Gen a cigarette, and after lighting it, he laughed.

"I really don't know, it will end up on a mouse.

Ah no, Zhang Mouse, isn't Zhang Mouse okay?

What are you staring at?
Why did I develop the habit of bullying me?
Who knows what you will create?

When you cooked for him, did you think of today?
You didn't think of it yourself, how could I know? "

What he said seemed to make sense, but Cai Gen felt a little uncomfortable even when he heard it. He resisted not to beat Gong Kanghui. It was not that Cai Gen had strong self-control.

It's that he knows that even if he fights, he can't beat Gong Kanghui.

People deliberately let you stab you a few times with a butcher's knife, just to take care of your emotions, and you can't push yourself too far.

"Hey, brother Hui, I don't know what to say.

After tossing around, I just feel quite boring.

According to what you said, such a thing has already begun.

Surely I don’t know how many there will be in the future?

When is it considered a head? "

Gong Kanghui patted Caigen on the shoulder to express his sympathy.

"Don't think too much, it's not that complicated and messy.

I've heard what Ma Jiashi's kid said.

Although the current Three Realms is not perfect, but the fundamentals are still good.

Your ex has already set up the framework, and the rest probably won't be too much trouble.

As for whether the wheel of life turns or not, that's a trivial matter.

It depends on whether you start over or build a tall building. "

Cai Gen couldn't even bring up the idea of ​​asking for details now, even if he asked, it was useless.

People want to tell you, you don't ask people to say it.

I don't want to tell you, your knife holder is useless on your neck.

The two smoked in silence, looking at the ancestral souls in the fire.

At the beginning, there were signs of distortion and pain, but gradually, the ancestor souls stopped moving.

Finally, the fire was extinguished, and the ancestral soul completely changed its appearance.

The dark dead energy was burned away by the fire, and now only the fluorescent soul remained.

The ancestral souls are no longer so huge, as if made of mercury, crystal clear, and a bit sacred.

(End of this chapter)