human suffering

Chapter 1983 The bet on deviation

The RV stopped in front of the totem pole, and Guan Shanle got out of the car first.

Cai Gen muttered softly.

"Hey, it's another level."

"Master, this level is formidable."

Where Xiaotianmao was, no matter how soft Cai Gen was, he could still hear him.

"Where is it so powerful? Do you need thunder to open it?"

"Third Uncle, it shouldn't be so troublesome, let's go down and have a look."

Xiao Sun pulled Cai Gen out of the car and followed Guan Shanle's footsteps to the totem pole.

"Uncle, long time no see?"

"Shan Le, why are you here?"

"Grandson, what have you been doing for so long?"

"Little brat, have you forgotten us?"

"Little Beast"

This mess is like a scene of looking for relatives in the vegetable market. What's the situation?

Cai Gen followed the voice and looked, I'll fuck it.

It turns out that there is a person standing on each totem pole.

The services are different, and it can be seen that they are of different ages.

Most of them are wrapped in animal skins, and there is nothing modern about them.

Scientifically speaking, it's like a holographic projection.

In terms of metaphysics, it is the form of the soul.

Although he couldn't leave the totem pole, facing Guan Shanle, the enthusiasm he showed was like a relative he hadn't seen for a long time.

At this time, two voices stood out from the crowd.

"Grandpa, where is my father Tata?"

"Grandpa, where is my younger brother?"

Suddenly, the scene quietened down, and what followed was a conversation between close relatives.

Guan Shanle looked at the two and a half boys, opened and closed his mouth, closed it and opened it again, and finally squeezed out a few words.

"Jin Jin, Mu Mu, they are gone."

As Guan Shanle opened his mouth, it seemed that he had finally reached the critical point of his emotions. He couldn't hold it back any longer, and burst into tears, squatting on the ground and crying.

Perhaps, only in the face of these close relatives, Guan Shanle can let go of his guard and vent his emotions unscrupulously.

"Not anymore?"

"Where did you go?"

Jin Jin and Mu Mu haven't fully reacted yet.

The people on the totem pole near the totem pole asked questions in a hurry.

"Grandson, how old are you, crying chicken?"

"Shanle, why don't you have something to talk about?"

"Little calf, no, is the plan good?"

"You son of a bitch, didn't you say that that kid Tata has enough brains and enough ruthlessness.

"Can we guarantee decades of stability this time?"

"Why did you mess it up?"

"Why don't you cry."

No matter how the relatives around asked questions, Guan Shanle just didn't say a word, venting the pain of losing his son to his heart's content, out of control.

Erzhen Baylor stood up, put his hand on Guan Shanle's head, gave him support, and roared.

"Everyone shut up, what are you arguing about?

Awakening the god of suffering has come.

It's time for this paragraph to end.

It's time to start a new section.

So, so.
Therefore, those who should exit should exit, and those that should enter should appear.

What's so strange. "

Is it finally coming to an end?
Are you leaving the stage?
All the people standing on the totem pole fell into deep thought after listening to Egenbeile's words, and stopped talking.

After that, they looked at Cai Gen and his group in unison to see which one was the awakened God of Suffering.

Cai Gen was a little confused when he heard it.

Judging from their conversation just now and the information they disclosed.

Everyone knows about Guantana's plan.

No matter how cruel, no matter what the cost, everyone agrees.

The reason why he is unwilling to accept it may be that he does not want to go back to the era when there will be more clansmen around him from time to time.

Moreover, the reason why there is no soul in the ancestral grave just now is that it is so clean.

It turns out that they are all here, and they are fused together with the sealing circle, which is really economical.

Although I don't understand what Erzhen Baylor said begins and ends, but since the awakening of the God of Suffering is mentioned, shouldn't someone introduce himself to everyone?

After all, I am the protagonist, so I must have a more gorgeous appearance, right?
Even in this, moment of grief.

"Come on, come on, I bet, the awakened God of Suffering must be that short, big-eyed little bald man with a pure Yang body, which is more in line with the behavior of the God of Suffering. If I lose, I will eat a catty of shit."

A sudden voice rang out, instantly diluting the grief atmosphere created by Guan Shanle.

It's not just watered down, it's taken off course.

Xiao Sun was taken aback by the words. Could it be that he was talking about himself?
Not only Xiao Sun was stunned, everyone was stunned.

Everyone looked at each other, seeing black lines on each other's faces.

This group of goods is a bit unreliable, let alone serious.

It's not terrible to admit the wrong person, and it's not terrible to bet, but why is the bet eating shit?
Another voice followed closely behind, completely ignoring Guan Shanle's feelings.

"I think it's the tall thin guy, the one with the swollen face.

The roots are good, cheap, in line with the temperament of the bitter god.

If I lose, I will eat two catties of shit. "

It may be that the time is too long, and we are very open about life and death. Whoever dies and who lives is not as important as betting, or eating shit.

Everyone bet enthusiastically.

Yang San touched her face, it was indeed swollen, and she was considered the tallest, so are you talking about herself?

I don't have a cheap temperament, I'm obviously wretched, what a look in my eyes.

"Stop talking shit, what time is this.

Why are you still so carefree?
Blind eyes, blind heart ah?
Let me tell you, it must be the tall fat man, the one who weighs more than 400 catties.

With a big head and a thick neck, he is either a rich man or a cook.

No matter how the bitter god awakens, he cannot do without the fate of cooking.

The cook doesn't steal and doesn't harvest grain, otherwise he wouldn't be so fat.

I bet ten catties of shit, absolutely impossible to lose. "

Shi Huozhu scratched his fat head, did he look like a cook?

Did I choose the wrong career?

Could it be that if he was a cook, he would have woken up long ago?
"Pull it down, don't just look at the appearance.

I think it's the person who is full of immortality and full of vicissitudes.

Can't you feel that his blood is special?
Definitely him, that's him.

If I'm wrong, fifty catties of shit will never be short of catty or two. "

Wang Gousheng puffed out his chest unconsciously, as if he had been chosen and was worthy of pride.

"No, are you all standing dumb.

Who stipulated that the awakened God of Suffering must be a man?
Can't it be that little chubby guy?

Yes, that little chubby girl who looks like a woman.

It is necessary to break out of old ideas and think about problems with an open and inclusive attitude.

Maybe this time, God of Bitterness chose something different?
I bet a hundred catties of shit, it's definitely that little chubby guy. "

Duan Xiaohong's face turned dark immediately, what the hell is a chubby girl like a woman?
She is obviously a woman, okay? Isn't it obvious?

"It's all bullshit.

If you want to open your mind.

Why not the cat?
Or what about the bear?

All living beings are equal, maybe the God of Suffering wants to have a different experience this time.

I bet on those two beasts, five hundred catties of shit, and I am willing to admit defeat. "

Xiaotianmao and the teddy bear looked at each other, and both felt that the other was a beast.

Next, it's chaos until the stakes soar to a ton of shit and no one picks Chae-gen.

Don't you all think that Cai Gen is too ordinary, even if you choose a beast, you won't choose Cai Gen?
This made Cai Gen very embarrassed, squatting beside Guan Shanle with a face full of resentment, and began to draw circles on the ground, not knowing who he was cursing.

(End of this chapter)