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Chapter 2749 Ancestral House Train

Cai Gen thought that it was finally over and the banquet could begin.

As a result, following Tianyi and the others, they arrived at the subway entrance.

Looking at the Nala clan members, they walked down one by one.

Cai Gen was deceived.

"No, no, where is the promised chaebol?

Why, do you have to take the subway to go home?

I still have a car, but they just take the subway?"

The sound was so loud that it was heard by the day before.

I thought I didn't want to park my car here.

So, he waved his hand to a tribesman.

The tribesman was dressed in mourning clothes and ran to Cai Gen.

"The patriarch said, let your driver drive down from the other side.

We have a long way to go, and it would be troublesome and time-consuming to come back to pick up the car."

Um?

Pull into the subway station?

What kind of operation is this?

Cai Gen gave Shi Huozhu a look and asked him to drive according to the route.

Then they got off the subway station that day.

There are not many steps, only about two floors down.

A short corridor appeared.

At the end of the corridor, there is a huge mural.

It is somewhat similar to the mural in the lobby of their company building.

What is depicted is Apple Mountain, as well as lava everywhere, and the vast earth is devastated.

It's just that there are some more strange and weird living creatures.

A humanoid creature whose body is burning with fire.

Each one is twisting and each one is wailing.

From the fixed picture, it can be seen that they are suffering tremendous pain.

That day I walked in front and clicked on the middle of the mural.

The huge mural is divided.

It turned out to be a hidden door.

Judging from the thickness of the door, it is no less than the security door in the basement of No. 1 store.

It's no worse than the treasury door.

After entering the door, there is a corner.

After turning around, Cai Gen realized something was wrong.

It’s not like I haven’t been to subway stations in various big cities.

Why is it so small here?

It's a bit like a small train station from decades ago.

Moreover, the decoration is luxurious and does not look like a public facility at all.

This decoration, this style, seems to have traveled through time.

At this time, if it were underground.

If a steam-emitting internal combustion engine drives over, that's the right time.

"Hum, oh oh!"

The train whistle sounded.

Huge water vapor surged over from the end of the platform.

The mist dissipated, and sure enough, a small internal combustion engine train drove over.

Cai Gen was completely dumbfounded.

When I was a kid, locomotives like this were not uncommon.

Every time I go to and from school, I will see a locomotive like this, pulling a truckload of coal and heading to all parts of the country.

Therefore, Cai Gen was very familiar with the scene in front of him.

For a moment, it seemed like I was transported back to thirty years ago.

At that time, Cai Gen was still a good boy who was loved by everyone, honest and obedient.

Both teachers and relatives praised Cai Gen for being obedient and sensible.

Countless female classmates secretly wrote love letters to Cai Gen.

Every time, Cai Gen would blush and reject his female classmates, citing that he had to study and that early love would affect his progress.

Hey, if you can really go back to the past, why reject them?

Learn a bad habit.

Wouldn’t you like to send a packed lunch in the end?

Cai Gen's thoughts were still traveling through time, and the sound of Shi Huozhu's trumpet reminded him.

"Brother Cai, you can really drive it.

They said they wanted to drive the car to the train.

You get in the car first, I'll find you later."

ah?

RV on the train?

ah?

Cai Gen's brain was a little unable to keep up.

The Nala clan people around me were familiar with the road and all got on the bus.

Cai Gen and his group were the only ones standing at the station, still a little at a loss.

Could it be that their ancestral home of the Nala family is underground?

Same trick as Dichi?

Do I have to take a train to get there?

It's just that Nala's little train is much better than Changbaisan's.

"Cai Gen, Shao Long, you guys hurry up and get in the car.

What are you waiting for?

You two come to my carriage."

Cai Gen walked a few steps quickly and saw that Mr. Long was still looking at He Naizi's face.

I didn't want to at that time.

This guy is usually quite smart.

At the critical moment, why can’t you tell the height of your eyebrows?

Obviously, I had to say something in private that day.

He grabbed Mr. Long’s arm.

"Come on, the head of your family is calling you.

He Naizi, go to another carriage.

Others follow me."

With that said, he forced Mr. Long to get into the car.

Others followed closely behind.

After that, He Naizi was stunned on the spot.

This is

What do you mean?

Even if you want to isolate He Naiko, or don't believe in any Naiko.

At least give it a try.

Does this count as not even acting?

Seeing that the train was about to leave, He Naizi didn't have many choices.

I had no choice but to get into the car at the back, secretly angry.

Arriving in the carriage, Cai Gen was dumbfounded again.

It's not that he has no knowledge, but it's really surprising.

He expected that the carriage that day would be very luxurious, very simple, or have a few animals.

Unexpectedly, his carriage looked like a junk factory.

Pots, pans, and daily necessities are all available and scattered everywhere.

There are also some animal specimens and some shamanistic supplies.

They are all more messed up than Tong Ai's family.

The carriage is large but crowded and not comfortable at all.

This is not at all in line with Cai Gen’s stereotype of the chaebols of Bangzi Country on TV.

"No, aren't you a chaebol?

Don’t have a nanny or something?

It doesn’t cost much to hire an hourly worker.”

That day, I had already taken off my shamanic war skirt and put on a pair of patched pajamas, which was quite shabby.

"You know shit.

Outsiders are not allowed to enter the ancestral home of our Nala family.

The fact that you can get on the bus is an exception.

If it weren’t for Eighteen Breasts’ explanation, none of you would be qualified.”

Huh?

Cai Gen developed his imagination.

"Damn it, no way.

Your Nala family's ancestral home is this train?

Doomsday train?

Is it necessary to be so careful?"

That day I picked up the pipe from the table, lit it, and took a puff.

"If we hadn't been so careful, our Nala clan would have been gone long ago.

The situation here is complicated.

More complicated than any other home you've been to.

It can be said that the blood of our Nala family is in this land.

Always being hunted."

At this moment, Shi Huozhu opened the door and came in.

"Brother Cai, don't tell me, this carriage looks small, but it has space folding technology.

When the RV drove in, it was quite easy.

The foundation of shamanism is really not just an exaggeration.

It's really amazing to fold the space of an ordinary car without the help of magic tools.

When you go, don't go empty-handed, be sure to learn.

It will be of great use in the future.

If you want to apply for a patent, send a courier.

Or warehousing and logistics, you can make a lot of money.”

What the heck, only thieves don’t leave empty-handed.

Cai Gen felt that a person as sophisticated as Shi Huozhu could be so tactless.

It should be conveying some kind of information.

In other words, the secrets hidden by Nala's family are beyond imagination.

Cai Gen sat opposite Tianyi.

Others have found their niche, too.

Picking up the cigarette bag on the table, Cai Gen skillfully rolled a cigarette.

As a child, Cai Gen started rolling cigarettes for his grandma and grandpa at the age of six.

Some skills, once learned, will never be forgotten.

For example, swimming.

For example, riding a bicycle.

For example, rolling cigarettes.

Cai Gen did not seal it with spit, but handed it to Duan Xiaohong who was beside him.

This is the most elegant way.

He was also burying Duan Xiaohong, who was missing an arm and could not roll cigarettes.

After Duan Xiaohong sealed the mouth with spit, she lit a dry cigarette.

Suddenly, his eyes widened.

"Oh, this smoke, this smoke.

Not bad.

Caibangzi, don’t leave empty, we must get some when we go back.”

Cai Gen was sure that they did it on purpose.

"Well, since everyone thinks of me like this.

Xiaotian, load the goods.

Let’s help him clean up the mess.”

A pipe was almost broken that day.

"Okay, okay, I still have something to worry about.

We are all in danger."


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