Cai Gen knew about shamanism in the past, and ancestor worship was simply the foundation of their religion. Nothing was more important than ancestors.
But, in front of me, such a big freezer turned out to be the ancestral tomb of Tong Aiguo and his Ma Jia family?
This made Cai Gen really don't know what to think.
Is that sloppy?
The protection is very tight, and it is equipped with a fingerprint self-explosion device. It is not an ordinary security level.
Is that respect?
If you just put your elder relatives in a big freezer, especially wrapped in plastic wrap, would you think you are reluctant to buy a cemetery if you don't know the inside story?
"Master Tong, do you all treat your ancestors like this?
The whole cemetery doesn't cost much, right?
You can't be short of this little money, right?
You have to be laid to rest wherever you go, and there is a place to burn paper when you go to the grave, right?"
Tong Aiguo closed the freezer, locked it carefully, and took Cai Gen to the small living room.
“Is that a money thing?
Cai Gen, besides money, do you have any other problems on your mind?"
Isn’t it a problem that money can solve?
In Cai Gen's mind, it's not that there are no problems in life that cannot be solved with money, but there are only very few.
"Then why? Is it convenient for you to worship by your side?"
Tong Aiguo unconsciously stretched out two fingers, which surprised Cai Gen. They were obviously two people with different souls. How could this forced smoking action be so natural?
Is muscle memory so powerful?
Serving everyone is the same. Cai Gen was not stubborn and carefully lit cigarettes for others.
After taking a sip, Tong Aiguo looked at his elder brother with his eyes closed in the mirror, his expression a bit depressed.
"Shamanism has lasted for so many years, especially in this situation where the spiritual energy of the world is insufficient, and it can still be barely maintained. Do you know why not?"
Cai Gen didn't make random guesses and shook his head honestly.
People in these supernatural circles should be very dependent on some kind of spiritual energy from heaven and earth. It is like a lock that has stuck on the necks of these people, and they all look like they are barely able to survive.
“The longer Shamanism has existed, the greater the generation gap.
There is nothing wrong with the good relationship between grandfather and grandson.
Those eighteen generations of ancestors and eighteen generations of grandchildren want to establish a relationship and gain recognition, even though they are connected by blood, it is a bit difficult, can you understand?"
Cai Gen thought about it carefully, and it was okay for him to establish a relationship with Tuantuan's son. It would be a bit difficult for him to love Tuantuan's grandson as much as he loved Tuantuan. Although they are both of his own blood, they are a bit far apart.
He nodded in agreement to show that he understood.
Tong Aiguo was relieved to see that Cai Gen could keep up with his thinking. It seemed that Cai Gen was not as arrogant as he seemed.
"Have you seen the ancestral mark on my eldest brother?
That is the approval of the ancestors, the proof that you can borrow the power of the ancestors.
We preserve our ancestors and pave the way for those who come after us.
Support is passed down from generation to generation, and we try to keep our feelings strong. Can you understand this?"
This is a bit complicated. Cai Gen doesn’t understand how it is achieved no matter how hard he thinks about it. It’s a bit like inheriting property, a bit like listening to politics behind a curtain, and a bit like teaching martial arts. No matter how you describe it, it’s not very accurate. Maybe it’s also shamanism.
A little trick that has lasted for so many years.
Suddenly I thought, if I listened to Tong Aijia and joined shamanism, would I also have to put Tong Aijia’s plastic wrap in my own freezer?
With this assumption, Cai Gen was more determined to refuse. The waiter's skin bothered him for a long time, and finally he was asked to take it back to Meigan Mountain. There was nothing wrong with letting the human skin go to Yangzhai.
"Also, now that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is insufficient, after our ancestors die, they will preserve the energy and spirit they have cultivated throughout their lives on this skin, and when they pass it on to future generations, their starting point will be higher.
Anyway, it’s gone if it’s gone, it would be a pity to waste it.”
Oh, if I had said this earlier, Cai Gen would have completely understood.
This is the same principle as Changbai San's Wanxian Brewing.
It's called Wanxian Brewing over there, and what the shaman teaches is ancestor skin. It's all a helpless move.
It's just that the Ten Thousand Immortals Brewing can give favors at critical moments, but I don't know if this Ancestor Skin can do the same. Cai Gen thinks it's better not to ask, as he'll get beaten easily.
After such a long discussion, Cai Gen gained a deeper understanding of shamanism. At the same time, he also understood the strange reason in the video when he came to provide services. Two souls sharing one body was not just what Xiao Sun said.
A little fat?
"Master Tong, I misunderstood you just now. I'm sorry, but I also have good intentions.
Who knew you had so many secrets?
It's not realistic to keep you here. There's a lot going on in my store.
How about you come back to the store with me for a few days and wait until Uncle Tong is detoxified before you come back?"
This is the biggest concession Cai Gen has ever made. They have gotten along pretty well with each other in the past. After all, they are clients. If they leave it alone and let the gods come to cause trouble, Cai Gen feels unhappy, especially the gods.
I will not deal with myself.
Tong Aiguo tried his best to restrain his expression and tone, not wanting to hurt Cai Gen. He just glanced at Cai Gen through his nostrils.
"Do you have any helpers in your store to help take care of the calves?
How can it be safer to go to the store with you than to be here with me?
Give me a reason first."
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Cai Gen felt that he couldn't give him a reason. Anyway, he felt that the furniture in the store must be better than this little brat and had gone through many tests.
"Master Tong, there is no defensive formation in my store, but I have been fighting with the Zhutianhui for so long, and they never dared to go to the store to find me. They had to lure me out before they dared to take action.
By the way, have you seen the nine-tailed Tamamo just now?
The Nine-tailed Sky Fox kneeled down when I saw him in my shop, do you think it is safe?"
Tong Aiguo didn't believe it. He knew what the nine-tailed sky fox was like. He was trapped in a large formation at the door of his house, so he wouldn't kneel down when he saw him?
Suddenly putting out his cigarette, Tong Aiguo stared into Cai Gen's eyes very seriously.
"I have already explained to you what I should have said and what I should not have said.
It’s not that I like you, it’s that my elder brother thinks you are good.
It's just that we've been together for such a long time, and you haven't told my elder brother what's going on with you.
Today, you can tell me what your plan is.
Xiao Nian Shenjun summoned him randomly, but he still summoned him infinitely, and he was still so dirty.
Is he really the reincarnation of the Sixth Patriarch?"
At this point, it would be unreasonable for Cai Gen to hide it anymore. He originally wanted to simply do some normal business, but unfortunately, after taking this customer, he has never been normal, which is also very sad.
"Master Tong, I am not the reincarnation of the Sixth Patriarch. They all say that I am the awakened god of suffering.
I used to be an ordinary white man, but suddenly a lot of messy things happened to me, and now I'm in a state of limbo between accepting and half-assed."
Tong Aiguo tried hard to hide his surprise. He looked at his elder brother in the mirror, calmed down a little, rolled a cigarette seriously, and lit it for Cai Gen.