human suffering

Chapter 747 Who is the grandson

With the joint efforts of Naqi and Zhenshuiyin, the pickup slowly went underground.

This is not Cai Gen's first time working on the subway controlled by Zhenshuiyin. He took it once when he cut Linwo last time, but that time the distance was relatively short, and he passed it without any experience.

This kind of feeling is not like taking a real subway, there is an advertisement in a section, and there is a light in a section, but it is pitch black, and I don't know how Zhenshuiyin determines the direction.

"Brother Cai, here we are, this is where the magic circle is."

Following Zhen Shuiyin's words, the pickup made a slight downward movement, as if it suddenly fell into a hollow.

Well, Cai Gen only felt that his eyes were dark, or it had been dark all the time, since he entered the ground, he couldn't see anything.

If you say a magic circle is a magic circle, no one can see it anyway.

"Xiao Shui, have you seen the magic circle?"

"I see, there are traces of the outline of the magic circle on the ground, and the space is relatively large."

"Xiao Shui, since you have seen it all, then go and settle this matter, I am optimistic about you."

Zhen Shuiyin was shocked, what is this? Just let yourself settle it, isn't that nonsense?

"Cai Gen, I can't, I can only see, nothing else."

What he said was the truth, and his attitude was still very sincere, so Cai Gen decided to forgive her.

"You are nothing yourself, why don't you turn on the light, do you think I can do things in the dark?"

Only then did Zhen Shuiyin realize that Cai Gen couldn't see, there was no light here.

He quickly turned on the lights of the pickup truck, as well as the searchlights on the roof.

Here, Cai Gen couldn't help but want to praise again, the 80 was not in vain.

The headlights of the pickup truck shine far away, which is nothing unusual, mainly because of the row of searchlights on the roof, which are really bright.

The moment he opened it, Cai Gen's eyes turned from pitch black to pale, and he still couldn't see anything.

After getting used to it for a while, Cai Gen regained his eyesight and looked around.

"Xiao Shui, can't this searchlight be used on all sides? I only see one side, and I don't know the whole picture."

Zhen Shuiyin felt that Cai Gen was troublesome, it was all obvious, why couldn't he see it, so she adjusted the angle of the searchlight impatiently, illuminating all directions.

Only then did Cai Gen open the car door with satisfaction, and stood along the front hood to the roof of the car, carefully sizing up the space.

The space is not very large, and under the illumination of the searchlights, the sight is very clear.

There are indeed various lines drawn on the ground. It is a bit reluctant to say that it is a magic circle, a bit like a child's graffiti.

"Xiao Sun, is this the magic circle? Isn't it just drawing a few lines?"

Xiao Sun also got on the roof at this time and looked around.

"Third uncle, this magic circle is useless and there is no energy flow, so nothing can be seen. Originally, those lines are all flashing with energy, so the effect is better."

Oh, it turned out to be abandoned.

Why was it abandoned?

Isn't the teddy bear dying and waiting for help?
The magic circle is abolished, so help me?

Something was wrong, apart from the sketches on the ground, there were pieces of rags, and there were lumps of bulges under the rags.

"Xiao Sun, are these rags the objects of the magic formation? The formation flag? The magic weapon?"

Forget it, let's go and see for myself, I keep asking, when will I grow up?
Real knowledge comes from practice, and Cai Gen has learned this aspect very well.

Jumping off the pickup, regardless of others, he walked to the nearest piece of rag.

It looks like a rag from a distance, but it's actually quite new, just a little dusty, so it's obviously a little worn.

Cai Gen carefully picked up a corner and took a closer look.

The pattern on this cloth is very bright.

There are waves and the rising sun. It is very religious. It is a bit like the robe of Satoshi Abe, and the style is also very similar.

In order to better show the whole picture, Cai Gen pulled it up with two hands. It was still a bit heavy, and I don't know what material it was made of. It was comparable to a takeaway box, weighing thirty to forty catties.

Raising both hands high, the cloth was fully unfolded, and it really was a divine robe.

There are sleeves, there is a robe, and there is a belt on the body. See, the collar is just right for a head.

This is the head, right?
White hair, very sparse.

Shriveled skin, Lai Lai Baba.

Deep-set eye sockets, half-closed.

Weathered lips, exposing die teeth.

Cai Gen didn't feel any fear, isn't he just a mummy?

Among the horrible things I have encountered, corpses are considered the safest, but are they familiar?
I seem to have seen it somewhere.

Dichi, dense fog, small cards for crossing the river.

What is it called a beast in clothes?

By the way, champion grappler in white.

"Spit in the waves, why are you here?"

Cai Gen is carrying the divine robe in his hand, and the mummy in the divine robe is completely the visual sense of spit in the waves, the same shape, there is no difference.

Xiao Sun and the others saw that Cai Gen could meet an acquaintance in this place?
They all rushed over, and seeing the appearance of the mummy, they felt that Cai Gen must have mistaken the person.

All the mummies look similar, and it's hard to tell them apart without their names written on them.

The mummy in the divine robe, with half-opened and half-closed eyes, seemed to recover a little bit of energy when Cai Gen called out, and a sentence floated out from the exposed teeth in a spirited manner.

"I'm not a spat, I'm Shinto, my grandson Rong, save me."

What kind of self-introduction habit is this? Don't say your own name, but your grandson's name. It really is a wonderful nation.

"Which of you has heard of his grandson, is he famous?"

Except for Shi Huozhu, everyone else shook their heads, expressing that they had never heard of it.

Shi Huozhu felt that it was necessary to correct Cai Gen. It would be embarrassing to speak out about this person who has never seen the world.

"Brother Cai, my grandson is the surname, and Rong is the first name. You misunderstood."

Cai Gen was a little embarrassed, he was lonely and ignorant, but he had to be tough.

"Whoever loves whoever's grandson is not my grandson anyway.

Grandson, Rong, what are you doing here?
Teddy bear, no, where is King Jiguo? "

My grandson Zirong is very weak, so weak that he can't even take a breath. He only has a weak consciousness, which is maintained by years of cultivation.

Faced with such a complicated problem of Cai Gen at this time, the mind is not enough, and only the instinctive desire to survive is left.

"Save me, save me."

Xiao Sun has long seen that this is not a local, no matter the clothes or the name.

"My third uncle asked you something, speak well, toast and not eat fine wine, save your uncle!"

While talking, Xiao Sun returned the debt and slapped the mummy.

It may be to increase the deterrence, let him answer the question.

People were supposed to die immediately in their dying years, and they didn't die completely because of their strong willpower.

There was no accident in Xiao Sun's slap, it directly slapped out the little flame of life, and he died thoroughly.

Not only was it completely dead, but with Xiao Sun's slap, the shriveled head fell off the skinny neck, rolled on the ground, and escaped from Xiao Sun's clutches.

(End of this chapter)