human suffering

Chapter 1275
Oh, let me go, what kind of temper is this?

Then make a few evil spirits, how can we fix it?
Cai Gen felt very tired.

What kind of players are these?
Where is the organizer who is serious about doing business?
It's simply a hero who doesn't agree with each other and kills enemies with his sword.

Hurry up and take a step forward, blocking He Nazi's way.

"He Naizi, what are you going to do, pay attention to the next occasion, don't be a donkey."

After a night of turmoil, He Naizi's understanding of Cai Gen has been infinitely improved, and she gave Cai Gen a lot of face, so she stopped in her tracks.

"Boss Cai, they are going too far."

Is that too much?

Cai Gen felt that the beatings He Naizi suffered from society were still rare.

There are many things that are more extreme than this. If you can't bear it, don't live.

It seems that she still received few lessons last night, so she doesn't have a long memory?

By the way, isn't she the food guy who was taken by the abolished shaman?
"He Naizi, isn't your big tiger and that prodigal wolf gone?"

How could He Naizi not remember?
The ancestral text is gone, the skin drum is broken, and all the spells taught by my shaman are useless.

"Boss Cai, thank you for your concern.

I have hundreds of black belts, dealing with a few of their brats and one finger. "

Proudly speaking of the capital of self-confidence, He Naizi felt that it was not good to pretend to be in front of Cai Gen, so she hurriedly added.

"One finger is not enough, I have ten."

There are hundreds of black belts, what is the concept?
Earth blasting stars?

Susanoo?

Cai Gen did not give up, and wanted to continue persuading.

But he already felt Yuanyuan's unfriendly eyes, like a glow on his back.

"Right, let me introduce you.

This is my wife, Yuanyuan.

She is Long Shao's wife, He Naizi. "

The sudden formal introduction really interrupted Hanazi's train of thought.

Very formally bowed at ninety degrees to Yuanyuan.

"Hi sister-in-law Yuanyuan, I am Young Master Long's wife.

Nimacha He Nai, Dana of the Nimacha family. "

Yuanyuan didn't know who Long Shao was, but judging by the meaning, it should be the organizer with the dog fur hat.

"Hello, my name is Yuanyuan. Calm down. I can't do it. It's important."

He Naizi was obviously taken aback when he was brought up to business.

"Yeah, the fans haven't finished yet."

Unwillingly looking at those young people, He Naizi felt that the task entrusted by Long Shao was more important.

"Hey, forget it, I'm going to distribute fans."

Seeing He Naizi walk into the crowd, Cai Gen felt relieved.

It's okay, He Naizi has indeed changed a lot after experiencing the collapse of the wall and the collapse of the mountain.

Is this the credit of Young Master Long?
It's really one thing and one thing.

Seeing He Naizi left, Young Master Long also felt relieved.

If these ancestors are sloppy, they may not necessarily do anything.

Readjusting his emotions, he read out loud to the phone.

"Changshengtian, the spirit of the ancestors, ah!
Protect all living beings, seek prosperity, seek prosperity.

Taiqinggou, the mirror of the Father.

Too clear the ditch, the eyes of the earth mother.

All living beings reproduce forever.

They all gathered in Taiqinggou Tianyuan's arms.

They are all in the hands of Taiqinggou Dibao.

Offer ninety-nine gifts, offer the sincerity of all people.

There are layers of ice flowers on the lake, and elves from all directions are flickering.

Sincerely, nine, ah no, twelve sticks of sandalwood.

Insert nine green pine branches, offer nine hada, and place nine kinds of offerings;

what!Thousands of miles of frozen Wangji Lake, thousands of hectares of lake surface competing. "

He finished speaking in one breath, except that he was a little stuck when talking about the incense, and the other sacrificial words were completed in one go.

After Long Shao finished reading, he was infected.

This is a hymn to nature.

Every word is so sincere, it is indeed more in line with the current situation.

A young lama saw that Mr. Long was done, and handed him a bowl of wine.

Handed it over to Young Master Long, it was useless to let go, and said in a low voice.

"Boss, add two hundred, and we will present another scripture that increases blessings and longevity.

I wish you all the best and all the best today. "

Long Shao looked at the lama in front of him, but he had never seen it before.

He left all these outreach matters to Long Er.

Is this an extra step, or Teshu service?
"I'll give you an extra thousand, can you keep it for a year?"

The lama really thought about it carefully before he opened his mouth to bargain.

"You add two thousand, during the few days of the Winter Catch Festival, we come every day, chanting sutras constantly.

Appease the big fish's grievances and keep you safe. "

Does the big fish have any resentment?

Long Shao felt that he was fooled by the lama in front of him.

"You don't need ink, if you don't drink, the audience will be anxious.

I'll tell you the number, and I nodded numbly.

One thousand five, until the fifteenth, I will provide food and shelter. "

After weighing it with a complex expression, the young lama finally made a decision.

"Okay, the boss is also a cheerful person, and I don't have any ink marks.

For more than ten days, if the living Buddha did not recall us, we would have been here all the time.

When we eat, meat and vegetables are not taboo, there is no need to cook vegetarian dishes separately, just follow your big fish and meat.

By the way, I was from the back village before I became a monk, not far from here. Before I became a monk, my name was Qian Shuguang.

If the boss has work in the future, please contact me directly, and I will give you a discount. "

Lost all the money?
Although this name is bachelor, is it unlucky?
Long Shao nodded and grabbed the wine bowl.

Although it looked like the lama was chanting scriptures and praying for himself, the eyes of the master Tong Aijia were no longer right.

Different beliefs, pretending to be, and joining in the fun, can all be understood.

But it is not the way to accept the blessings of the Lama in a serious manner.

Holding the wine bowl, Young Master Long walked to the ice hole, knelt down on one leg, and raised the phone again.

"The big net caught in winter in Taiqinggou has woken up and started to sacrifice to the lake!

A sacrifice to the immortal heaven!

Second sacrifice to the earth that gave us life!

Three sacrifices to Taiqinggou that raised us!"

After the final finishing touch, Long Shao didn't drink, but poured the wine into the ice hole.

The lamas were not idle either. They carried the altar and poured all the offerings on it into the ice hole.

This complicated ritual of offering sacrifices to the lake is finally over.

Cai Gen tapped his mouth, a table full of good things.

That big pig's head, if there are hundreds of them, it will definitely not come down.

It's all down like this, what a loser.

Is the sense of ritual so important?
In other words, this link is essential.

After Taiqinggou accepted the tribute, did he receive the gift from Big Fish?
However, those fish came from Long Shaofang, and they were not born and bred.

Hey, I can't get to the bottom of it, I can't stand pondering.

Long Er saw that the sacrifice to the lake was over, and quickly handed Long Shao a copy of the fish.

Young Master Long inserted it through the hole in the ice, stirred it vigorously, and lifted it up with a roar.

"Open the lake head fish, here we come!"

Then, I don't know whether the head fish is too big or Long Shao's body is too bad, so he didn't pull it.

Long Er hurried up to help, and with the joint strength of the two, he pulled the head fish out of the water.

The eldest cousin and the second cousin also came up to help, and directly put the head fish on the prepared scale.

"66 catties, Liuliu Dashun, so auspicious."

Young Master Long scolded in his heart, and he agreed not to make too much of a mess, but it turned out to be a split.

How could he pull such a big fish?
(End of this chapter)