human suffering

Chapter 691
The feeling of weightlessness made Cai Gen sit up abruptly, and a flickering red light appeared in front of his eyes.

The bar, the small red light, and the city map on the wall.

This is the store?

in the shop by myself.

Just had a dream?
Cai Gen felt wet all over, like soaking in a mine of boiling water.

When I touched it back, the pillow was soaked with my own sweat. I was really scared, how much sweat did I sweat?
The store was silent, and through the small red light, I could see the quartz clock, which was less than one o'clock.

The sweat-soaked clothes made Cai Gen shiver, and his thinking ability recovered.

On that night a few months ago, when the old man selling bean buns came, he and the old man had experienced the dream just now.

Among other things, the matter of soaking in boiling water for nine hours was deeply imprinted on Cai Gen's memory.

It's just that today's dream has a more specific plot and richer content.

Of course, this immersive experience also made Cai Gen feel even more uncomfortable.

Zeng Tiejun, who is this?

What does it have to do with me?

Everything unusual started from the old man selling bean buns, or rather, from this Zeng Tiejun.

Among them, what is the connection?

By the way, in this dream, there is an extra horn. Why are there horns in mines and coal seams?
The old man selling bean buns, Zeng Tiejun, Niu Jiao, these are characters.

A dead old man scratching himself, a gas explosion, and horns acting like a demon, these are incidents.

I became the god of suffering, bestowing benevolence, becoming a god of cooking, suicide Dafa, these are the results.

Cai Gen found that his brain power was insufficient.

People who don't get along with each other, when they encounter things that don't get along with each other, they have such a wonderful result.

In a trance, Xiao Sun's snoring could still be heard in his ears, still so gentle and peaceful, which made Cai Gen feel a little relieved.

I wanted to wake up Xiao Sun and analyze it with myself, but I gave up the idea.

Forget it, he can't say anything, let's go to bed honestly.

After taking off his soaked clothes, Cai Gen changed into dry ones.

Lying on the bed again, smoking and thinking wildly.

Cai Gen has always been very resistant to being a god of suffering, his special body, and all kinds of weird events.

I never think that I have anything special, except that I am very handsome, and I also lost my advantage with baldness.

Even the hardships in life are below average, not counting the most miserable people.

But I happened to encounter such a thing, is it destined, or a coincidence?

This matter was not clear in the past, so it was artificially ignored by Cai Gen.

No one has given Cai Gen a strong explanation for the reason.

Those who don't know can't say it, and those who know don't want to say it.

By the way, it's hairy.

That is the friendliest one to Cai Gen among these supernatural beings that Cai Gen met.

Not only simple, but also obedient, and most importantly, it is not only a steel ball, but also a fuse for Cai Gen's life.

Every minute, the existence that accompanied Cai Gen and destroyed the world together.

Let's ask Maomao, even if he doesn't know, he can analyze it for himself.

Although, such a thing, asking for help with a steel wool ball, in Cai Gen's heart, is a bit ridiculous.

However, people know a lot.

In order not to wake up Xiao Sun, Cai Gen did not choose to dictate.

I wrote down how I met the old man selling bean buns, the series of things that happened below, and the dream I had tonight, and sent it to Maomao.

It stands to reason that it is a wire ball addicted to the Internet, and it should reply soon.

However, Cai Gen waited until it was dawn, and Maomao ignored him.

Is there a disconnection over there?
Or is Mao Mao asleep?
Forget it, such a complicated matter should not be rushed for a while.

For many things, Cai Gen will forcefully find many reasons, many excuses.

Others see it as procrastination.

In Cai Gen's view, it was a compromise after being powerless.

If you can't let yourself go, who can let you go?

After such a cruel dream, Cai Gen felt much weaker, so he didn't make breakfast, and asked Xiao Sun to buy buns directly.

A bag of meat, big meat buns for two yuan.

When I brought it back, it was still hot. After taking a bite, my mouth was full of oil, and it was really fragrant.

Cai Gen ate five by himself, and he couldn't hold on.

When Shi Huozhu and the others arrived, Cai Gen had already started drinking tea to relieve the greasy.

This group of people is worthy of coming down from above. They were dying yesterday, and after sleeping all night, they are all alive and kicking today.

Duan Xiaohong wanted to use steamed buns as a side dish, but was stopped by Cai Gen when she was receiving the baijiu.

"Cai Bangzi, what do you mean? I won't give you money?"

Cai Gen was very determined, holding on to the wine glass and not letting go.

"Duan Potatoes, I won't sell them for money, you can't always be like this."

"Yo yo, Cai Bangzi, you are rich, don't you look down on these hundred and eighty people?
Look at you drifting away, be careful that extreme joy begets sorrow. "

What you say is wronging a good person, it's really not that Cai Gen doesn't like Xiaoqian.

Besides, a hundred cups is not a small amount of money.

It's just that yesterday, I walked down the pit with Duan Xiaohong, beat people together, and suffered cuts together, so we are considered a gang.

Cai Gen thinks how much older he is, so he can't watch Duan Xiaohong degenerate on the road of drinking.

Although it is said that ordinary horse celestial beings have some special hobbies.

Some drank boiled water, some smoked cigarettes, and some drank big wine.

But there are also those like my wife Yuanyuan who don't smoke, drink or drink boiled water.

This little girl in her 20s, who hasn't even started a family yet, drinks three times a day, acts like a drunkard, and doesn't follow the good path.

In particular, last night's dream also affected Cai Gen, that Zeng Tiejun was also in his 20s, so he disappeared, what a pity.

"Duan Tudou, let's not talk about whether Hu Xiaocao can provide you with three meals of wine a day.

Let's just say, you are young, soaking in wine every day, when did you become a head?

If you want to say that you are broken in love, you need alcohol anesthesia, but as you are, who will give you the chance to lose love? "

After Cai Gen finished speaking, he realized that he had a bit of a poisonous tongue.

Why can't you say good things?

Isn't this a bit of a short story?
Isn't it a bit, too appropriate for me to treat Duan Xiaohong like this.

Fighting poison with poison, Cai Gen was very satisfied and gave himself a thumbs up.

Duan Xiaohong was instantly pissed off by Cai Gen.

"Cai Bangzi, tell me clearly, what am I like?
Why can't I fall in love?

To tell you the truth, in my hometown, the son of the village chief committed suicide several times because of me, but I didn't even think much of him.

It's not that I don't want to fall in love, it's that I have higher demands on myself, a layman like you, what do you know? "

Cai Gen hadn't reacted yet, but Shi Huozhu, who was eating steamed buns, choked on it immediately, and his face was flushed red.

The others were not as reactive as Shi Huozhu, but the uncontrollable smile made Baozi hard to swallow.

Duan Xiaohong didn't feel that she was insulted, let go of the wine glass, and said freely.

"Forget it, I won't drink anymore, don't you believe me.

Laity like you, what do you know? "

After the group ridicule mode, Duan Xiaohong took two steamed buns in a hurry, opened the door and caught fire.

(End of this chapter)