After Cai Gen fought tenaciously, he finally became too lazy to move. Physical strength is very precious. If you consume too much, you will be hungry.
Lying on the ground, facing up to the sky, thinking about the solution, should I turn into Nunu? Or should I turn into a flame armor?
Lang Lipu thought that Cai Gen had given in and had nothing to do, so he put away his joking attitude and said,
"What's the matter? Are you accepting your fate? Don't bother anymore? Wouldn't it be better to do this earlier?
Obediently, let me eat your soul and give me your body. From now on, I will be a powerful person in the world and I will be able to make a name for you!"
The layer of transparent flames burned on Cai Gen's body. While absorbing the mist at a faster pace, it made the people in the waves scream. They pushed Cai Gen's heavy body away and quickly moved away from the colorless flames.
, not willing to go far away, keeping a safe distance and not daring to step forward.
Cai Gen saw that he was lucky, and what he came out with was flame armor, which was perfect for preventing melee combat and turning any grappler into a barbecue for you.
He twisted around, climbed up from the ground, and slowly walked towards the waves. The transition between offense and defense was extremely natural.
"Come on, aren't you a grappler? Come on, hug me."
Langlipu kept a safe distance, kept retreating, and said in panic,
"Hero, I was wrong. I don't want your body anymore. Don't come over. Don't come over."
Words certainly couldn't stop Cai Gen, but the mutation did.
Langlihu didn't even take a few steps back. He fell to the ground as if he was carrying a heavy burden of ten thousand dollars, and the fire in his eyes kept dimming.
Wow, is this guy just here for a fight? I haven’t even met you, is his acting too fake?
Cai Gen stopped and looked at Langli lying on the ground pretending to be dead and spat,
"Are you sick? I didn't even touch you, why are you pretending to be weak?"
Langli spat weakly and said,
"My hero, just because you didn't touch me, the spiritual energy entered my body again. I will be filled with spiritual energy again, and then I will lie on the ground unable to move. Can you give me a hand again?"
Oh, it turns out that this is the case. Langlipu is considered an overloaded truck here. He can only move if Cai Gen helps him unload the spiritual energy.
Wanting to understand the reason, Cai Gen was a little fed up. This guy has no good intentions. If he pulls another one and then grabs his hand again, am I free?
Seeing that Cai Gen didn't move, Langli said quickly,
"I'll take you to the pool, I know the way,
Have pity on me. I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old baby. My family of more than two hundred people depends on me to support them.
Don’t leave me here, please, please.”
As he spoke, the white fire in Langli Tu's eyes went out, and it became a stumbling block to his honesty, and he became motionless.
Since the flame armor came out, the speed of absorbing the mist increased geometrically. A vacuum of mist appeared around Cai Gen again, with a small range of about one meter.
Cai Gen circled the waves twice, and sure enough, he stopped moving. Since the visibility was restored, he had to check it carefully this time.
Due to the tearing just now, Lang Lipu's original white clothes had turned into ashes, leaving only a mummy-like body.
The clothes were gone, except for his beef jerky-like muscles, there was actually a pendant, a small black pocket hanging on his chest.
Cai Gen took off the small pocket with a flashlight and touched it in his hand. It didn't look like cloth or leather.
It looks a bit like woven metal wires, which may be why it has not decayed after a long time.
Opening the pocket, there were very few things inside, only a few large coins and a small brand.
Big money is a copper coin from the past. It has been a long time ago, and the writing on it is very blurry. Only the characters "kai" and "yuan" can be seen.
Thinking back to the Chinese culture my wife taught my son, Kaiyuan, the other two words should be Tongbao.
Kaiyuan Tongbao? Is it from the Tang Dynasty? It is indeed old, at least a thousand years old.
Look at that small brand again. It doesn’t feel like metal or wood. Could it be jade?
But the color doesn't look like it, it's so black and shiny.
The small sign says "Arhat" on the front, and "Crossing the River" on the back.
When an Arhat crosses a river? Isn’t it true that when a clay Bodhisattva crosses a river, he cannot save himself?
It's unlucky to carry this with you, no wonder you died here.
Putting everything in his pocket, Cai Gen stood up and wanted to leave.
But think about it on the other hand, where to go?
Aren't you wandering around blindly without a guide?
He still needed this thousand-year-old guy to guide him, but this time he decided to be more prudent and took off Langlipu's head, leaving his body where he was.
Just when Cai Gen's hand touched Langli's head, two balls of white fire lit up in his eyes again, and he miraculously came back to life.
"Thank you, thank you Master Cai for saving your life. My family of more than 200 people is finally saved.
But can Master Cai absorb his magical powers? Your colorless heavenly fire burns me so much."
This guy is really shameless. Just now he wanted to steal someone's body. Now he is grateful. Let alone whether he has more than 200 people. Even if he does, he will be reduced to ashes now.
Cai Gen didn't follow him in ink, but withdrew the flames from his hands, choosing to speak directly to the key points.
"Show me the way, or I'll leave you behind."
Langlipu, who was resurrected again, also regained his thoughts and feelings again. Especially after being burned by fire just now, he was very energetic.
"Master Cai, it's okay to go to the pool. I just want you to hold me. It's not polite at all. How about you put my head back on my body and I can walk by myself?"
This guy just has no memory and still has so many thoughts on his mind. Cai Gen didn’t respond and continued to talk about the key points.
"Which direction? Tell me quickly. If you make any more ink marks, I will set fire to it."
Langlipu was very afraid of the colorless fire and quickly replied,
"Go forward, hero, just go forward."
Cai Gen held Langli's head and looked at the thick fog one meter away. Where is the front?
Even if you don’t say southeast, northwest, you can’t tell the difference. How should we go?
Seeing Cai Gen staying still, Lang Lihu quickly added,
"Master Cai, the place where the toes of my corpse are pointing is the direction of the pool."
Cai Gen looked at Langli Tu's body, found a direction, and started to move forward.
The dense fog outside became thicker and thicker, slowly turning from gas to liquid, and it began to rain lightly.
It's just that the rainwater gathered by the spiritual energy disappeared one meter away from Cai Gen's body, which did not cause Cai Gen any trouble.
Along the way, Cai Gen didn't want to talk to Langli Pao. This old guy who has lived for a long time has too many evil thoughts.
Lang Lihuo didn't say anything. After all, he had no body and was just a head. It was difficult to make a difference.
In fact, Langlihao also tried to invade Cai Gen's soul more than once, but that body was like a subway in the morning rush hour,
No one can get up, no matter how crowded, no one can get up.
This situation makes Langlihao very curious, how many souls are there in Cai Gen's body?
Or how powerful is his soul?
No seams left at all?
If it is really that powerful, even if you squeeze in, it will be for nothing and it will be of no use.
This chapter has been completed!