Tong Aiguo suddenly became furious. The beaten shaman covered his red face and did not dare to fight back.
"Second uncle, why are you hitting me? You are standing in the wrong position..."
"Ma Qingyang, shut up and let me talk?
Tell me, who am I?"
"You are my second uncle, Tong Aiguo."
"No, who am I?"
"You are the biological brother of Dana, the Majia family."
"This is where?"
"The ditch is too clear."
"How can I bring outsiders to dig up my own ancestral graves?"
"cannot."
"Then you all think this way, are you just brainwashed?"
"may be."
Feeling that he had let something slip, Ma Qingyang quickly added.
"Then uncle, what is going on?
Why are you involved with Heaven?"
Tong Aiguo felt the change in the atmosphere at the scene. Everyone stopped talking, and he finally had a chance to explain.
"Who said he is from heaven?
He Naizi is your mother, do you believe everything she says?
Even your mother has never seen you so obedient.
This is Cai Gen, not from Heaven, but the helper I found. Don't listen to He Naizi's nonsense, she is the culprit."
Tong Aiguo's statement this time was very serious. He even talked about digging up his ancestor's grave, and he really had no reason to betray him.
A group of shamans seemed to have thought deeply, and seemed to just follow their feelings. They all pointed the finger at He Naizi, with the attitude of being cut into pieces if he said anything wrong.
Cai Gen scratched his head unconsciously. Are these shamans so simple?
No way.
They are all old guys. Are their positions so unfirm?
Or is it that you have been so cautious these years that you are frightened?
Or maybe you have been away from mainstream society for too long, and your thoughts are relatively primitive and straightforward?
It’s just that this IQ is not in arrears. Is it about to shut down?
If they all have such IQs, how can shamanism maintain its popularity for so many years?
Moreover, I have been in contact with Tong Aiguo for a long time. Although the old man is a little promiscuous, a little immoral, and a little useless, his brain is fine, and he is also old and slippery.
Fortunately, he finally got on the right track, and Cai Gen let out a long sigh of relief.
"Brother Tian, are you okay? Just say something and I'll hit whoever you want me to hit."
Gungun, who was watching the battle in the sky, saw the tense situation below and felt that this was an opportunity to show his loyalty.
He should stand up and support Cai Gen and the others. Anyway, he shouldn't be unknown. Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared. Gungun felt that he was ready.
"Don't think that just because you have more people is a big deal. Who will be punished without being punished?
Which unit do you look down upon?"
Xiao Tianmao didn't take these group of shamans seriously at all. If there was a fight, he wouldn't be able to do it anyway, and it would all depend on Cai Gen, so there was no need to worry.
"Well, Gungun, take care of it. Keep the master safe. No need to say hello to anyone who strikes."
As soon as the conversation started here, the shaman turned around again and looked at Cai Gen, not feeling ashamed at all for switching positions so quickly.
"Second uncle, this..."
Tong Aiguo really wanted to use a water jet to scratch Xiao Tmall's skin. Did this bitch cat do this on purpose?
If you don’t do something, you’ll feel bad, right?
No, you can’t tell the height of the eyebrows, so what’s the starting point?
Just now I saw that this bitch cat has a bad reputation in Heaven. It is definitely not for Heaven’s face or to protect Heaven’s interests.
Is that for Cai Gen?
Do you feel that my humble explanation has insulted Cai Gen?
So what if you shamans all misunderstood? Cai Gen has a heavenly punishment waiting for him, so who should he be afraid of?
Cai Gen was even angrier than Tong Aiguo and kicked Xiao Tmall out.
"Yes, he is from Heaven, the reincarnation of Roaring Heavenly Dog. You go ahead and kill him. He has nothing to do with me. You don't need to give me face."
After Xiao Tianmao was kicked out, facing the shaman's group of birds and beasts, he straightened up his waist and looked around like a arrogant person. Then he quickly ran back and hugged Cai Gen's thigh.
Begging.
"Master, I didn't do anything wrong.
These bumpkins accuse you of not knowing how to count. Just give them a good look. You don't know what's going on with you.
I just want them to understand clearly that no one is a soft persimmon.
If my death can bring you a little happiness, I would rather die.
I am not afraid of death for my master, but I am reluctant to leave you."
You can't live without me just because of Huo Huo?
Why do you love acting so much?
Is this confidence in yourself or confidence in me?
Cai Gen wanted to continue kicking him, but he felt that Xiao Tianmao was right. There was nothing wrong with giving him a shock, so as to save these primitive people who had no eyesight and were messing around here.
Tong Aiguo, who had been anxious just now, suddenly changed his expression, relaxed his mind, and roared with endless joy.
"You idiots, you just think I'm easy to bully, so I won't play with you anymore.
Okay now, my elder brother is awake, you can discuss the betrayal with him.
For a while, no one said who the grandson was, and everyone was pretending to be a coward.
Let's see if he cuts you off or spoils you."
After saying the concluding remarks, Tong Patriot's temperament immediately changed.
A black shadow formed behind him, very huge and rough.
Why is it called rough?
Because this is a wooden man made of several pieces of wood. It has limbs, a head, and no facial features. It is more than ten meters tall and looks a bit thin.
After the wooden man came out, he stretched his body, looked around, and laughed strangely twice.
"Quack, quack."
When Cai Gen saw the wooden man, he felt that it looked familiar. The rough feeling and dull expression seemed to have been seen somewhere before, and he couldn't remember it for a while.
When the wooden man laughed, all the shamans began to bow in unison.
"My lord, you are in good health."
Not only the shamans expressed their respect, but even the birds and animals nodded to show their respect.
By the way, the great master.
Cai Gen had seen it on Tong Aiguo, but the pattern was more abstract and not as concrete as this wooden figure.
The senior man waved his rough arm to indicate that you were welcome, then stood behind Tong Aiguo and said nothing.
"Which grandson said that I am traitorous? Say it again and let me listen."
After Tong Aijia asked, the situation was very embarrassing.
All the shamans shut their mouths firmly and began to look around.
There is no doubt that if Tong Aijia continues, they will definitely betray their partners to show their innocence.
Let me go, is this gentleman so awesome?
The things Tong Aijia said in front of him before were not considered bragging.
It seems that in shamanism, the status of the first generation master is indeed very high.
Cai Gen felt a little sorry for Tong Aijia, but he didn't take it seriously at first.
This chapter has been completed!