"Uncle, what happened to your face? Where did you lose it?"
The Arhat holding a begging bowl is an Arhat with a golden body. Even if he is reincarnated, he will still come to this world with cheats.
He even crushed the golden body of Arhat. What kind of ruthless person must the other party be?
The alms-raising Arhat touched his face in annoyance. This time he was really embarrassed.
Such scars cannot be cured unless you go back to study.
"Hey, I was careless and bumped heads with Mr. Gonggong. I didn't expect that he
Hey, don’t say anything, why are your legs still gone?”
Wow, do you still care about other people’s legs?
Moon looked at the Arhat holding a bowl as if he were a fool.
Has his brain been damaged by eating lama meat for so many years?
Gonggong could even knock down Buzhou Mountain, but you went to measure the hardness of his head?
Isn't this seeking death?
How confident do you have in the golden body of Arhat that you can do such an idiotic thing?
"Uncle, what about now?"
"Brother, why are you running?
I haven't finished speaking just now.
Is your head okay?
I really didn't mean to, I just happened to bump into it.
It’s hard to find a capable person, please work harder and send my tribe members away.”
The sound came from far to near, and there was also the sound of wood rubbing against the ground.
When the alms-raising Arhat heard this voice, without hesitation, he took out Munn's teleportation talisman, and with a flash of white light, he ran away with Munn.
Cai Gen heard it and saw it, how could the Arhat run away like this?
Did you even take Moon with you?
You're nothing, you don't have that ability, why are you here to be embarrassed?
Besides, I didn’t give myself a chance.
It seems that Maomao's matter will have to be put off again.
"Damn it, why did you run away?
What to say, it's really sad.
Damn it, this space is locked up.
It's all my procrastination, it's all my fault
Well? There’s another one from outside?”
As the sound approached, a boat rowed in front of Cai Gen.
It looks like a boat and moves like a boat, but it is actually a tall red coffin.
A young man is sitting in a coffin, with his hands stretched out to support the ground, and he is rowing the coffin like a boat. This scene is a bit strange.
Cai Gen's first reaction was, is this a disabled person?
Wheelchair racing competitor?
Normally healthy people wouldn't have such a choice, right?
Why row with a coffin?
Can't you just walk out?
Then the second reaction was like a thunderbolt that hit Cai Gen's heart.
coffin.
Finally saw the coffin.
Things have finally entered a normal process, thank God.
Moreover, the coffin was brought over on its own initiative, which was so considerate.
Since he was the real owner, Cai Gen carefully looked at the young man in the coffin.
Even though he is a boy, he just looks young. Looking at the size of the coffin, the young man can stretch his arms out of the coffin when he is sitting. He is not four or five meters tall, so I am afraid it will be more than that.
He has thick eyebrows, big eyes, a head full of red hair, fair skin, and no trace of death.
If you don't look at the fiery red hair, she looks like a porcelain doll.
It's just that what he said was a bit vulgar and had nothing to do with children or anything like that.
Just as Cai Gen was about to reveal his identity, he felt darkness around him and many huge figures surrounding him.
It seems that the Arhat is running away, and these ancestral souls have broken free from their restraints.
The ninth sister was the first to swim over. The water snake's waist was so swaying that Cai Gen felt dizzy.
"Gong Kanghui, you loser, do you want to let that bald donkey go?"
"Jiu Mei, please be respectful. Although Kang Hui is a waste, he is still the leader of the clan."
"Yeah, yeah, don't keep talking about him being a waste every day."
"You all shut up and stop making noises. Do you have to mention trash when mentioning the patriarch?"
"Oh, there are still outsiders here, can you give the leader of the useless clan some face?"
"What kind of outsiders are the descendants of Zhu Laoliu considered?"
"Why don't you come and meet our good-for-nothing clan leader soon?"
"Yes, it's not easy to see. Our good-for-nothing clan leader usually hides his face with the coffin lid and is shy to see others. You are lucky today."
Cai Gen listened more and more to his distaste. Is the dignified leader of the ancestral witch clan so unprestige?
These tribesmen don't have much respect.
Especially this relatively neutral name, Gong Kang Hui, is a bit earthy.
"Don't make any noise, brothers and sisters, I really admire you.
I'm a waste, that's fine.
I think the brother just now is not far away. If you look around, you might be able to find him."
This is obviously an expedient measure to deceive people. Cai Gen curled his lips unconsciously after hearing this. Who can believe it?
Why do these ancestral souls just believe it?
They had originally formed a circle, but now they dispersed in all directions, looking for the alms-raising arhat very seriously.
Anyway, this space is really large, and even if the ancestral souls are spread out, they don't seem to be crowded.
Seeing that the clan members had dispersed and were looking for fun, Gong Kanghui looked at Cai Gen.
"Brother, what do you call me? Are you a descendant of Zhu Laoliu?"
This question confused Cai Gen.
The form in front of me is very complicated, and there is something strange that cannot be explained.
How capable is this clan leader?
Is it really reliable to tell him that he is a god of suffering?
Isn't Tong Aijia trying to trick him?
Forget it, just follow the script.
When you see the coffin, identify yourself and leave the rest to God.
Cai Gen slowly stood up with the help of many Mickeys.
Not to mention, Nunu's recovery ability is very strong. Although his whole body is still in unbearable pain at this time, he can already go to the ground.
"Well, hello, patriarch, I won't pretend anymore, I'm going to show my cards.
I am not a descendant of Zhu Laoliu, I am the awakened god of suffering."
Cai Gen said the word "God of Bitterness" in a low voice. After all, he was still a little worried.
Gong Kanghui didn't seem to hear clearly. He stuck his head out of the coffin and got as close to Cai Gen as possible.
"Brother, what kind of god did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."
Cai Gen stood on tiptoes as much as possible, leaned over and still whispered.
"The god of bitterness, the god of bitterness, the sweet, sour, spicy and salty one."
This time, Gong Kanghui heard clearly. First his eyes widened, then he looked at Cai Gen with doubt, and then patted the coffin board.
"Why did you come?
How many years have I been waiting for you?"
Because of his excitement, he failed to control his volume in the first sentence, which made Gong Kanghui cover his mouth in fear.
The second half of the sentence was also said in a lowered voice.
Therefore, the current scene is a bit like a secret agent meeting and exchanging secret codes. Both parties are cautious for fear of leaking the news.
"No, why didn't the smelly cook come?
Are you the awakened God of Pain?"
This guy is in a coffin, and his brain is probably not very clear because he just said it very clearly.
Cai Gen decided not to repeat it again and nodded heavily.
After receiving the affirmative answer, Gong Kanghui held his head with both hands and was very upset.
"Oh my God, it's over.
It seems that this phase of the project failed and was all in vain.
Hey, it’s true that nothing can’t be messed up.
It’s so frustrating that I also contributed.”
:.:
This chapter has been completed!