Cai Gen walked for more than three hours, and his hands were numb.
Finally we reached the ancestral grave of Shamanism.
The various totem poles that were expected did not appear, nor did some of the iconic elements of shamanism.
However, it is different from foreign cemeteries. On a snowy field, there are piles of earth bags, or snow bags, standing one after another.
It's very common, a bit like a mass grave, without even a monument.
"Mr. Guan, is this your ancestral grave?"
Guan Shanle heard what Cai Gen said and didn't mind.
"Are you saying that my ancestral tomb looks a bit crude?"
Cai Gen smiled awkwardly, did he show it so obviously?
"It can't be said to be simple. Why doesn't it even have a monument?"
Guan Shanle placed the Guan Tata Tower on the ground and began to dig a hole in the ground with his hands.
When you remove the snow on the surface, you will find dark frozen soil.
You can't tell how hard it is, but in Guan Shanle's hands, it's like tofu, not evenly shaved, so it's very easy.
"Cai Gen, you don't know how scarce supplies were in the past.
In other words, in order to do the work of the god of suffering, everything must be used on the edge.
Where can I be willing to erect a monument?
If it weren't for the God of Pain's strong insistence, such symbolic things as ancestral graves would not exist.
Depending on the situation at that time, everything is classified as valuable or worthless.
Nothing of value should be wasted."
Erzhenbeile said it more tactfully, but it still surprised Cai Gen.
Have we reached that point yet?
Do you even think there is no need to waste resources on ancestral graves?
"The God of Bitterness said that people need a spiritual sustenance when they are alive.
At least there needs to be a thought, otherwise, the heart will feel cold.
Therefore, even though the ancestral graves are preserved, everything is kept simple.
Let future generations remember it forever, minus all superficial exaggerations.
What is truly worth remembering is the spirit of sacrifice and dedication of our shamans from generation to generation.”
Cai Gen tried his best to understand, but his cognitive limitations prevented him from empathizing with him. He could only nod along and express his agreement and admiration.
"Besides, ancestral graves are just a collection of skins.
Serious communication is at the soul level."
When it comes to the soul level, Cai Gen discovered a new problem.
There is not even a single soul on this large ancestral grave.
It's definitely not because of the daytime.
It's even more impossible because Cai Gen can't see.
The entire ancestral tomb is so clean, without a single soul.
"Xiao Sun? Can you see?"
When they arrived at the shaman's ancestral grave, Xiaosun and the others got out of the car.
Although I won’t follow him on foot, he must be there for the burial.
Xiao Sun understood what Cai Gen was referring to and shook his head.
"Third uncle, there is nothing here, nothing."
Um?
Is the process smooth in foreign countries?
After death, did everyone go down there and go through the process of reincarnation?
Even if other people's souls are no longer there, the ones from Guanta Tower should still be there.
Cai Gen looked at Ezhenbeile in confusion.
Before he could speak, Baylor spoke first.
“Shamanistic people don’t follow that process.
Those who have contributed will continue to contribute.
Those that do not contribute will directly dissipate and return.
The soul of Guantata was gone with the destruction of the formation just now.
This kid is Tata.
When the Tata Juehu Formation was first established, no escape route was left.
If you leave a little way out, you won't be able to achieve this power.
Tata is completely gone."
Cai Gen originally wanted to give Guan Tata a benevolent send-off.
Unexpectedly, it is no longer needed.
Guan Shanle finished digging the pit. It was deep, big, and loose quickly.
I gently placed the Guanta Tower in the pit, and then began to fill it with soil.
During the whole process, not a word was said.
Cai Gen wanted to help fill in the soil, but was held back by Ezhenbeile.
"Cai Gen, let him fix it by himself.
They men all have the same moral character.
Whether it was him towards Tata or Tata towards Chat, there was always a little awkwardness. If I could describe it in one word, it would be cold fatherly love.
It always makes people want to refuse and welcome, it is difficult to accept, but they give everything they have and are deeply moved.”
Cold fatherly love?
Cai Gen can feel how cold Guan Tata's fatherly love for Chi Chi is.
After all, I was involved in it.
But Cai Gen really didn't feel Guan Shanle's fatherly love for Guan Tata.
Along the way, from the first time they met, Guan Shanle never gave Guan Tata a good look.
Open your mouth like a little bastard, shut up like a little bastard, and the entire Guan Tata Tower doesn't even know what kind of beast he is.
Where is the father's love?
As if sensing Cai Gen's disdain, Xiao Sun lowered his voice and spoke.
"Third uncle, in fact, Guan Shanle's fatherly love is deeper than Guan Tata's love for Chicha.
In fact, the pain Guan Shanle endured was unmatched by anyone.
If he's not ruthless enough, he won't be able to bear it."
Um?
What did you say? Cai Gen looked at Xiao Sun. Did he overlook something?
"Master, if Tuantuan formulates a suicide plan just like Guan Tata Tower, and you fully know that this will be the result, will you agree?"
This question from Xiao Tmall stirred up huge waves in Cai Gen's heart.
No matter how spoiled you are, you won't be able to agree with it.
"Master, if Tuantuan devotes his whole life to this plan, will you support it?"
Cai Gen's brain was a little short-circuited, and countless voices told him that he couldn't do it.
"Master, if it were you, you would be unable to change and unable to change.
He agreed with Tuantuan's plan and supported every move he made.
Then you can stand by and watch them walk step by step towards the grave, can you bear it?"
"Xiaotian, don't make comparisons with Tuantuan. It's unlucky.
I will stop Tuantuan as soon as possible."
Xiao Timao rubbed Cai Gen's leg, as if comforting, as if coquettishly.
"Master, whether it is Tata or Tuantuan, they are all the same.
You can't stop it. As long as you love Tuantuan, you can't stop it.
After all, this is Tuantuan’s ideal.
Do you want to kill Tuantuan’s ideals for the sake of your own emotions?
This is what Tuantuan wants to do.
Tuantuan is just your son, not your copy or puppet.
He has his own pursuit, even if this pursuit will break him to pieces.
As long as you love him, you will not stop him, you will silently support him by his side.
What Guan Shanle endured is what I said.
Even though I knew my son would be doomed, I still endured the pain every minute and every second that led to my son's doom.
Everything comes from father's love, everything comes from love.
If not ruthless, who can do it?"
When Xiao Tmall said this, Cai Gen really understood.
Look again, Guan Shanle gently sprinkles dirt on Guan Tata's face.
Every move was so serious, as if he was saying his final farewell.
But there wasn't a single tear on that determined, wrinkled face.
Cai Gen seemed to hear a shocking roar and a cry that shook the sky.
Suddenly I thought of Shakten, and the emotion that held him high.
Suddenly I understood how much resentment would arise from being taken away from my high position.
This chapter has been completed!