human suffering

Chapter 1888

Seeing that Cai Gen remained silent, Guantata felt that he needed to add something to prove his starting point.

"When the god of suffering left, he didn't say that he would wait so long.

Not to mention how long the wait will be.

The most important thing is that he didn't say that he would not come back.

Should we still hold on?
Do we really have to persist until there is only one of our clansmen left?
Are we even completely extinct from shamanism? "

Cai Gen understands Guantata's mood very well and is very reasonable.

For an unreasonable ancestral teaching, for an illusory belief, the shamanism has indeed paid too much for so many years.

Not to mention the problem of its own survival and development, even if it exists in the gap between the upper side and the west side, how much painstaking effort does it need?

When Cai Gen met Tong Ai's family for the first time, he learned about the persistence of shamanism for so many years, so he had such a premonition.

Any group will never be monolithic, even if it is iron, it will be rusty after years of erosion.

The ideas of the older generation, after being passed on from generation to generation, will inevitably go astray.

Or it is not called deviation, it can only be called development and change.

Tong Ai's family and the others have survived until there are no successors. Fortunately, they met themselves, so they lived up to their mission.

Lang Mintao and the others were fine, they waited for themselves without wavering, and successfully dealt with the problem of Syracuse, bringing things to the next stage.

But the situation of shamanism in Iceland is worse.

With more thoughts on the Guanta Tower in front of him, he has already begun to think about whether it is worth it, and he is already wavering whether to stick to it.

After all, it is really hard to persevere without seeing hope.

Cai Gen only felt a little empathy, and understood Guantata's mood, without any accusations or complaints.

Even if he is the awakened God of Suffering, what Guantata gave up is his own project, as well as the expectations of the previous generation of God of Suffering.

Seeing that Cai Gen didn't speak, the teddy bear fell into deep thought, fearing that Cai Gen's heart would soften for a while and destroy the internal unity.

The top priority right now is the project of the God of Suffering.

And isn't the mission of each shamanism school to stick to the unfinished project?
Without the support of shamanism, Cai Gen's current situation would still be a shitty project. Let's go home and deliver food, let's all wait for the end of the Three Realms together.

"Guantata, what you said is a bit selfish.

The project of God of Suffering is not for himself.

It is not for the eternal well-being of the world.

The ancestors planted trees and the descendants enjoyed the shade. This is a great event for future generations. Why is it not worth it?

You have violated the precepts of your ancestors by picking your son, and you are talking about reason here with a small mouth.

You have a fart reason, are you worthy of your ancestors?

I heard that you have high requirements for entering the graves of your ancestors.

If you talk like this and question your ancestors, can you enter the ancestral grave? "

The teddy bear said these few words, it can be said that it is not heartbreaking, especially after moving it out of the ancestral grave, it really hurts wherever it hurts, comparable to Cai Gen's poisonous tongue.

Cai Gen felt that what he said was a bit too much. After all, he was still a guest at the house, so it really pissed him off. How embarrassing was it to be kicked out?

However, Guantata didn't get annoyed, and was very calm, as if he had expected that someone would accuse him like this, and he was already mentally prepared.

"The affairs of the world are the affairs of all people.

Why do we shamanism shed blood and sacrifice here?

Our whole life is the only life.

Even if reincarnated, it is no longer this life.

I believe that everyone's life is unique and precious.

The life of future generations is worthy of blessing, but is our life worthless?

Don't judge me from the moral high ground, you are not worthy, and no one is worthy. "

After teasing the teddy bear, Guantata's spirit seemed to be emptied. It may be that he was under a lot of mental pressure to say such a thing, and he looked helplessly out of the window and the mountains in the distance outside the window.

"Besides, who is so picky?

I just violated the teachings of my ancestors.

Could it be that the ancestor's precepts are wrong, and I must also abide by them?

In fact, I have already thought about it, for the sake of the lives of my people, I would rather not enter the ancestral grave.

Having a sea burial can be regarded as being at ease and returning to nature.

The fault is all my fault at Guantata, and has nothing to do with anyone else. "

Oh, this is a sacrifice.

I would rather not enter the ancestral grave, but also protect the lives of the clansmen and violate the ancestral precepts.

Moreover, in essence, they did not completely abandon their picks, and still adhered to the responsibility of shamanism to teach their descendants, so what is there to blame?

This time, before the teddy bear could speak, Cai Gen spoke first, saving him from pretending to be a kid and being teased.

"Well, Guantata, as long as you don't lose your pick, you are still a good comrade.

By the way, what kind of ancestral precepts have you violated?

Uncle Guan is an old man who sticks to the rules and cannot accept new things.

I don't know how to look at problems from a developmental perspective, and I can't blame him. More communication and guidance are needed.

I am different, very open-minded.

If it's some tragic ancestral precept, I'll think of a way to abolish it for you, wouldn't it be good?

After all, I can still talk and have some face. "

This is not Cai Gen's bragging.

The ancestral precepts left by shamanism are nothing more than what the ancestral witch explained.

It's like taking Gong Kanghui out and talking to Tong Ai's family, isn't it okay to say anything?

Moreover, whether it is Gong Kanghui or Gaiqiu, the relationship with Cai Gen is as good as one person.

Note that this is definitely not a metaphorical sentence, but a declarative sentence.

Those two ancestral witches are in Cai Gen's body at this moment, they are definitely one person, and they cannot speak two languages.

Guantata did not expect Cai Gen to be so talkative, let alone such a big talker.

Shamanism has lasted thousands of years of ancestral precepts, can Cai Gen change it if he says it?

He smiled indifferently, and didn't take Cai Gen's words seriously.

"The ancestral precept I violated is, don't conspire with others, only after death.

How about it, Cai Gen, can you abolish it? "

Ok?
If you don't conspire with others, you will die after death?
Cai Gen nodded and thought for a long time.

"What do you mean?"

Dizzy, Guantata almost got angry, you didn't understand, why are you so blind?
"Cai Gen, the ancestral motto not to conspire with others, but only after death, is a warning to us.

The secret of the Bitter God Project.

Can't tell outsiders.

Not to mention the power of outsiders.

We can only rely on our shamanistic clansmen to bear the responsibility alone.

Even if they are all dead, it is not hesitating. "

So this is ah.

It is not surprising that shamanism has such ancestral precepts. It has been passed down for so many years, it acts so low-key, and such a huge force seems to be transparent. How can it work without such strict ancestral precepts?

It's just a little lack of team spirit, not very scientific, and should indeed be eliminated.

You can't let the whole family die, and still do some shitty projects.

"Okay, don't worry.

If I see Shuangqing this time, I will tell him and promise to let you enter the ancestral grave. "

The word Shuangqing, like two thunderbolts, directly made Guantata lose his composure.

Standing up abruptly, his tone changed.

"Ah, Cai Gen, do you know Bingzu Shuangqing?
Shuangqing of the Xuanming clan? "

The other party's reaction was that he really didn't take himself as a character.

Cai Gen, who was underestimated, waved his hand lightly.

"Oh, I'm very familiar, don't be so excited.

Speaking of buddies, there is definitely a face in Shuangqing. "

(End of this chapter)