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Although Cai Gen's sudden change of words was a bit abrupt, Tong Aiguo still didn't take it to heart and continued to follow his own ideas.
"Who said I won't let you go? As long as you confirm it for me, I will let you go immediately."
Cai Gen started scratching his head.
The situation in front of me is actually not complicated at all. Kill him or help him.
If you torture him to death, you will be treated by the Dafa of Suicide. He will definitely be treated neatly and he will go home safe and sound, and nothing will happen to him.
But is it necessary?
They just killed a few dolphins and raised a house full of monsters. They didn't do anything harmful to nature.
The most important thing is that I gave you so much money, favored you, and became your first customer. You must be grateful.
If a client has some quirks, willfulness, or naughtiness, do you punish him to death?
That's not the way to go.
Cai Gen thought about it, weighed the pros and cons, and decided to help him.
"Is it just a confirmation? There won't be any side effects?"
Tong Aiguo couldn't stand Cai Gen's cautious look. Why was he so ink-marked?
"What have you experienced when you grew up like this? Are you suffering from persecution paranoia?
Or have you watched too many movies and TV shows? What can a hair do? Even hair can’t do anything.
I have lived for more than a hundred years, what's the use of lying to you? We have no grievances.
Forget it, I swear to the great master, I’m just making sure that I won’t harm you, otherwise I won’t be able to enter the ancestral grave.”
Shouldn't it be a lightning strike?
Is not being able to enter the ancestral grave the most important thing for their family?
Cai Gen believed his own judgment at this time, Tong Aiguo did not lie.
He carefully pulled out a beard, stood up and handed it to Tong Aiguo.
"Without hair, a beard is fine, right?"
Taking over the beard, Tong Aiguo didn't look at Cai Gen again.
"Actually, blood is more accurate, and beard is just fine."
After saying that, the beard spontaneously ignited on Tong Aiguo's hand.
Not afraid of being burned, Tong Aiguo quickly put the burning ashes under his nose and inhaled hard at the green smoke, and then nothing happened.
What kind of inspection is this?
Can you trace your bloodline and family inheritance just by smelling it?
Isn't it child's play? You actually rely on smelling?
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 look on his face.
"It is true that there is only a quarter of the Manchu ancestry. Your grandfather was not a big tribe and has no inheritance.
Oh, what a waste of joy
You are just lucky enough to be born with the colorless fire of the Sixth Patriarch.
Make good use of it and don't do evil and insult the Sixth Patriarch.
Otherwise, there will be divine punishment."
As Tong Aiguo became disappointed, Cai Gen also became disappointed. Is this the contagiousness of emotions?
Why don’t you have any deep background?
Why do you let people down?
Hey, what can the descendants do about our ancestors' matters?
After sighing together for a while, Cai Gen suddenly woke up.
What's wrong with me? Isn't it a good thing that it doesn't matter?
Don't worry about Tong Aiguo having to deal with him all the time. Now he can completely cut off the relationship. I don't have anything to be dissatisfied with.
Besides, you have awakened the God of Pain, what more blood do you want?
"Uncle Tong, don't worry, I will definitely not do evil.
Sharing children now is a good thing to accumulate virtue and do good deeds.
Then I have nothing to do, can I go?"
It is indeed difficult to change Tong Aiguo's consistent thinking. He will not hear anything he does not want to hear.
"A quarter is barely enough. With this body fire, you can get twice the result with half the effort.
His qualifications are somewhat inferior, but his nature is not bad, but he is a little timid.
It's alright, it's already this time, what more 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 shocking than seeing the dismembered dolphin.
This is also the first time that I have asked Cai Gen for his opinion since I came into contact with Tong Aiguo. I was really flattered.
Cai Gen looked delighted and kept nodding. This was a good start. This old man began to care about other people's feelings.
Seeing Cai Gen's happy look, Tong Aiguo also looked natural.
I thought to myself, seeing how happy this kid is, he must be thinking that there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and a good thing is about to happen.
"So, are you willing?"
"I don't want to."
"Why don't you nod your head if you don't want me to? Why are you laughing?"
"I do."
"Are you willing or not?"
After Cai Gen unleashed his evil taste, he took the initiative in interacting with Tong Aiguo for the first time.
"I don't want to join shamanism, but I do if I nod and smile."
Why is this kid like this?
Tong Aiguo couldn't understand. In the old days, he was already a grandfather at almost forty years old. How could he still be childish?
If someone speaks quickly, what's there to argue about?
"Then tell me why you don't want to?"
"Then tell me first, why are you willing?"
Tong Aiguo took a long breath and exhaled deeply before he stabilized his emotions.
"You may not have a correct understanding of shamanism, so you still don't understand how rare this opportunity is.
Strictly speaking, your bloodline is not qualified, so I have made an exception. Why don’t you cherish this opportunity given to you?"
Cai Gen looked indifferent. From a cognitive perspective, he really didn't feel that there was anything to cherish. He quietly waited for Tong Aiguo to spit out lotus flowers.
"Do you know? If you join my team, you will be the leader under the first generation. Everyone you meet will give you some face."
Blowing it out so confidently actually makes no sense.
Because Cai Gen didn’t know how powerful the first generation grandfather was.
In other words, what are the benefits of being a big boss?
Just to save face, just kidding, would Cai Gen care about those false reputations?
Just like you say to an illiterate old farmer, I want to award you the Nobel Peace Prize. This is a great honor.
It's strange that he would care about you.
If you tell him about the Nobel Prize money, he will be happy, okay?
What's the use of bragging to the heavens if you only talk about honors and don't mention benefits?
It's a pity that Tong Aiguo just doesn't understand such a simple truth.
So he was very depressed and confused as to why Cai Gen was not attracted by this great honor?
If what you value most is not understood or valued, it is easy to become angry and angry.
Tong Aiguo became a little angry. He gestured with the stone knife and tried his best to search for supporting examples.
Unfortunately, shamanism has been separated from 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 from the Ma Jia clan. If you join Shamanism, you will become ours from now on."
Waistcoat style?
Or Mazar style?
Is it for wearing or sitting?
Cai Gen stared at Tong Aiguo with ignorant eyes, expressing his confusion.
"Ma Jiashi, you don't know?
Okay, let me tell you about someone, Nurhaci, do you know?"
Cai Gen nodded. It wasn't that long ago. Aisin Gioro Nurhachi was a figure from three to four hundred years ago.
"Do you know what his name was before he became emperor?"
This chapter has been completed!