human suffering

Chapter 866 That is the dish

The bowl shelf is more than one meter high, and the edge of the lower half is fixed with a floral curtain by nails.

That kind of old red and green cloth is very thick and opaque, and you can't see what's inside from the outside.

Open the flower curtain, there are two layers of lattice inside, because it is on the balcony, the lighting is very good, and the things inside are very clear.

There are several white porcelain bowls and several white porcelain plates in the lower grid, and there are even goblets for drinking red wine, which are dusty and seem to have not been used for a long time.

In the upper grid, there is a cutting board, the color is very dark, I can't tell what its true color is, maybe it's because it's dirty.

On the cutting board, there is a stone knife, not very sharp, it can be said to be a bit blunt, as if it was ground by a stone, and it is still stained with red and green blood.

The handle of the stone knife is wrapped with a red thread, and two sticks extend from the inside, tightly wrapping around the things on the cutting board.

Two ear dolphins, it is not accurate to say that they are two, because they are not complete.

The porpoise was bound round and round with red thread, and had no way to escape. Its limbs had been chopped off by a stone knife, leaving only a torso and head, struggling feebly there.

This is the picture that keeps repeating in Cai Gen's mind. It's not that it's bloody, but it's really weird.

Let's just say that in this city, there is a piece of ear porpoise that slipped through the net, why did Tong Aiguo catch it?
Besides, how could he see it and brutally dismember it?
What is the origin of this Tong Aiguo?

Could it be said that when the age reaches a certain level, there must be an unknown side?

After a fierce ideological struggle just now, Cai Gen did not admit that he had seen a porpoise. I don't know if Tong Aiguo can believe it.

If the porpoise was acting as a demon in his house, Cai Gen said it was hard to help clean it up.

The reality is that porpoise is a dish on other people's chopping boards.

In this case, you should not meddle in other people's business. It is your duty to be a service worker who shares children honestly.

I've lived for 40 years, why didn't I find out that this small city is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger?

Could it be that there are relatively few normal ordinary people, and I was just lucky before and didn't encounter these strange things?
No way, I have nothing to do with luck.

My mind was in a mess, I looked at the traffic lights like the calico cloth that covered my ears, I almost missed the red light.

Because of his absent-mindedness, he actually missed the community at Shigao Ximen, and Cai Gen didn't react until he came to the gate of the bank.

Just about to turn around and go back, when I looked up, I saw Lingzimu there with a half-smile.

I've seen it all, it's not good not to say hello, isn't it her work clothes that she's laughing at?
They are all old people like this, I don't know if she and Tong Aiguo are the same.

It would be funny if there was a red sunset.

I don't know where Cai Gen's brain twitch came from, and he was instantly amused by his own thoughts.

"Mother Ling, you are fine."

Lingzimu didn't understand why Cai Gen was smirking, and nodded slightly when she heard the greeting.

"Well, I'm fine, what are you doing, have you come to care for the elderly?

Why are you so absent-minded? Riding like this is very dangerous.

In case of a traffic accident, the fun will be great.

The reincarnated God of Suffering violated the rules by running a red light and was run over by a big car. The Three Realms were shocked. "

This joke was not funny at all, and Cai Gen's expression turned ugly.

It is said that the words of a big man follow the law, and the background of this spirit child and mother is not small, so it will not come true?

"Okay, Lingma, don't curse me, if it comes true, I will definitely blame you."

Looking for a later account?
Want to find the mother of the soul?
Mojiege and Honglei who were lying on the ground were about to get up, Cai Gen really didn't take their brothers seriously.

Just as soon as he raised his head, the iron tea mug fell head-on, making the two brothers instantly honest, and they had no more thoughts.

"Is your business going well? Is the market prospect good?"

How do you say this?
Although it opened today, and Tong Aiguo paid half a year's fee in advance, from a business point of view, it's pretty good.

However, if you count the dolphin with tattered limbs and the torn character, this client is a bit tricky.

Based on the principle of asking if you don't understand, Cai Gen, referring to the virtues of the group of goods in his store, decided to ask Lingzimu.

"Mother Ling, let me ask you something, just say it if it's convenient, and forget it if it's inconvenient."

With that said, Cai Gen stood up the battery car, took out a cigarette, and lit it for Lingzimu.

Looking down at the eager eyes of the two brothers, he also gave out two cigarettes to those lying on the ground.

Lingzimu smoked calmly and nodded slightly.

"Well, you can ask, and I will tell you what I can."

This is a good attitude, and Cai Gen is very satisfied.

"Mother Ling, do you know about shamanism?"

Lingzimu's eyelids twitched, in her original small world, there was no shamanism.

This shamanism is a native sect in the world, and she only knew it when she came here.

"Know some, not a lot, older, and mysterious."

Knowing that some people are definitely better than his misunderstanding, Cai Gen is very happy.

"I heard that Chumaxian and Shamanism are not the same thing, so why put them together?"

Lingzimu took a puff of cigarette and organized the language, at least for Cai Gen to understand.

"Actually, it wasn't the same thing.

You can think of Shamanism as an old listed company, but it is ST, and it is about to be delisted.

After Jiejiao was defrauded, he was a little old and young. He always wanted to go public, but he was not strong enough to go public independently.

Therefore, the remnants of those cut-off teachings borrowed the shell of shamanism to enter the capital market and circulate in the market.

That's probably what it means, can you understand? "

Cai Gen's eyes widened when he understood the two words he didn't understand.

This spiritual mother has dabbled too much, and she understands things in the capital market better than herself.

"I almost understand, so is there any essential difference?

Is it basically integrated, or are there two paths at all? "

Ling Zimu took another puff of cigarette, this puff was heavier, leaving a cigarette butt, Cai Gen hurriedly refilled the cigarette, this time ignoring the two brothers on the ground.

"It is said that Shamanism has a long history, so long that it is almost reaching its end, so it should be the descendant of Zuwu.

At that time, there were no cut-off teachings to explain Buddhism in the west.

That was the era when the world was filled with aura and all forces were thriving and barbaric.

Shamanism worships ancestral witches, national gods, and ancestor gods. Of course, there are also some natural gods.

The method of casting spells is also to invite God, using oneself as a medium to control the weather, prophecy, dream interpretation, astrology, and connect Yin and Yang.

As for the celestial beings looking for younger brothers, it can only be said that the remnants of the cut-off religion borrowed the techniques of the shamanism after the aura of heaven and earth was exhausted.

It's a side effect, let's take a picture of a cat or a tiger.

In more detail, I don't know.

It's just that authentic shamanism is relatively rare now, and it's hard to come across. Most of them are made up by those gods.

What, have you met? "

(End of this chapter)