human suffering

Chapter 897

Although Cai Gen changed his words suddenly and was a bit abrupt, Tong Aiguo still didn't take it to heart, and proceeded according to his own ideas.

"Who said that I won't let you go, as long as you confirm it for me, I will let you go immediately."

Cai Gen began to scratch his head.

The situation in front of him is actually not complicated at all, just kill him or fulfill him.

He was served by the Dafa of suicide, so he must be clean and tidy. He went home safe and sound, and nothing happened.

But is it necessary?

They just killed a few ear porpoises and raised a whole house of monsters, and they didn't do anything harmful.

The most important thing is that I gave you so much money back, promoted your market, and became your first customer, so I should be grateful.

The client has a little eccentricity, a little willfulness, and a little naughty, so you just kill him?
Not the way.

Cai Gen thought about it, weighed the pros and cons, and decided to fulfill him.

"Is it just a confirmation? Will there be any sequelae?"

Tong Aiguo couldn't stand Cai Gen's cautious look, why is it so ink stained?

"Growing up so big, what have you experienced? Being persecuted and delusional?

Or watching too many movies and TV?What can a hair do?The hair can't even dry.

I have lived for more than 100 years, what's the use of lying to you?We have no grievances or enmities.

Forget it, I swear to the first grandpa, just to confirm that I won't harm you, otherwise I won't be able to enter the ancestral grave. "

Shouldn't it be a lightning strike?
Could it be that not being able to enter the ancestral grave is what they care most about?
Cai Gen believed his own judgment at this time, and Tong Aiguo did not lie.

Carefully pulled out a beard, got up and handed it to Tong Aiguo.

"Without hair, a beard is okay, right?"

After taking over the beard, Tong Aiguo didn't look at Cai Gen again.

"Actually, the blood is more accurate, and the beard is fine."

After speaking, the beard spontaneously ignited in Tong Aiguo's hand.

Not afraid of being scalded, Tong Aiguo quickly put the burning ashes under his nose, and inhaled vigorously at the green smoke, and then there was no more.

What kind of test is this?
Can the bloodline family inheritance be traced by just smelling it?

Isn't it too child's play, actually relying on smell?
Seeing that after Tong Aiguo smelled the green smoke, there was no movement. Could it be that he was analyzing something?

Cai Gen didn't dare to interrupt, he just waited and waited.

Finally, Tong Aiguo showed a disappointed expression on his face.

"It is true that there is only a quarter of Manchu blood, and your grandfather is not a big tribe, and there is no inheritance.

Hey, I was so happy.
You can be regarded as lucky, and you are born with the colorless fire of the Sixth Patriarch.

Make good use of it, don't do evil and insult the Sixth Patriarch.

Otherwise, there will be God's punishment. "

Following Tong Aiguo's disappointment, Cai Gen also became disappointed. Is this the appeal of emotions?
Why don't you have a strong background?
Why let people down?
Hey, what can the younger generation do about the ancestors?

After moaning and sighing together for a while, Cai Gen woke up suddenly.

What's wrong with me, isn't it a good thing?

Don't worry about Tong Aiguo's endless relationship with him. Now that he can completely dissociate himself from it, there is nothing he is not satisfied with.

Besides, you have awakened the God of Suffering, what blood do you want?
"Don't worry, Uncle Tong, I will definitely not do evil.

Now sharing children is a good thing to do good deeds.

That's nothing for me, can I go? "

Tong Aiguo's usual train of thought was really difficult to reverse, and he couldn't hear anything he didn't want to hear.

"A quarter is barely enough, with this fire, you can get twice the result with half the effort.

His aptitude is worse, his nature is not bad, but he is a little cowardly.

Let's make do, it's already this time, what else do you ask for?

Cai Gen, are you willing to join Shamanism? "

Cai Gen was shocked by Tong Aiguo's words.

It was even more surprising than seeing the dismembered dolphin.

This is also the first time Cai Gen has been asked for advice since he came into contact with Tong Aiguo, and he is flattered.

Cai Gen looked delighted, and kept nodding his head. This was a good start. The old man began to care about other people's feelings.

Seeing Cai Gen's happy look, Tong Aiguo also took it for granted.

I thought to myself, seeing this kid is happy, he must be thinking that the ancestral grave is smoking, and good things are coming.

"So, are you willing?"

"I don't want to."

"Why don't you nod your head? Why are you laughing?"

"I am willing."

"Are you willing or not?"

After Cai Gen's bad taste was fully displayed, he took the initiative to associate with Tong Aiguo for the first time.

"I don't want to join the shaman teaching, but I do with a nod and smile."

Why does this kid look like this?
Tong Aiguo couldn't understand, when the old Huang Li was almost 40 years old, he could be a grandfather, so why is he so naive?
A quick tongue, what is there to argue about?
"Then tell me, why don't you want to?"

"Then tell me first, why do you want to?"

Tong Aiguo took a long breath and let out a deep breath before he stabilized his emotions.

"You may not have a correct understanding of shamanism, so you don't understand how rare this opportunity is.

Strictly speaking, your bloodline is not eligible, and I am making an exception. Given this opportunity, why don't you know how to cherish it? "

Cai Gen had an indifferent expression on his face, he really didn't think there was anything to cherish in terms of understanding, and quietly waited for Tong Aiguo to spit out lotus flowers.

"Did you know? If you join my branch, you will be the master of the first generation, and everyone you meet will give you some face."

It doesn't make much sense to blow it out so confidently.

Because Cai Gen didn't know how powerful the first grandfather was.

In other words, what are the benefits of being that big boss.

Just to save face, just kidding, would Cai Gen care about those false names?

Just like you said to an illiterate old farmer, I am going to award you the Nobel Peace Prize, which is a great honor.

He will ignore you.

He will be happy if you tell him about the prize money of the Nobel Prize, okay?

What's the use of boasting about honor if you don't mention benefits?

It's a pity that Tong Aiguo just doesn't understand such a simple truth.

So he is very depressed, he is very puzzled, why is Cai Gen not attracted by this great honor?
If the things I cherish the most are not understood or valued, it is easy to become angry from embarrassment.

Tong Aiguo became a little annoyed, he gestured with a small stone knife, and tried his best to find examples that could prove it.

Helpless, shamanism has been out of the mainstream society for too long, and it is really not easy to prove it in a way that Cai Gen can understand.

"Cai Gen, I am a member of the Ma Jia family. After you join the shamanism, you will become a member of us in the future."

Vest style?
Or Mazza?
To wear or to sit?
Cai Gen stared at Tong Aiguo with ignorant eyes, expressing his incomprehension.

"Margaret, don't you know?

Okay, let me tell you someone, Nurhachi, do you know? "

Cai Gen nodded, the year is not too far away, the person who lived three or four hundred years ago, Aixinjueluo Nurhachi.

"Do you know what his name was before he became emperor?"

(End of this chapter)