Guo Furong's face turned red after being told that that day.
He kept mumbling for a long time.
"Hey, where is this?
Why am I here?
Aren't you my guests?
Have you paid?"
Wow, this excuse is a bit too advanced.
In fact, now Guo Furong is sitting on the ground and rolling around.
It will make Cai Gen more accepting.
Instead of continuing to pester Guo Furong, Cai Gen thought it was better to do something serious.
"No, are you punishing evil and promoting good?
Because some guy in trousers, cheating and domestic violence, is used as bait for the fire spirit?
If you say this, you are not the messengers of justice."
There was only enough smoke in the pipe that day for him to take a puff.
I just watched Guo Furong perform and I have already finished smoking.
At this time, he was banging his pipe again.
"Justice is nothing, we have nothing to do.
It just happens that Li Kunan is a collateral bloodline of our Nala family.
There once was a daughter of Nala clan who married a local.
Leave a little thin blood.
That fire spirit is very sensitive and cunning.
Just attracting them with fire poison is not enough.
You must also have the blood of our Nala family to be able to deceive him.
Give us a short respite.
As for Li Kunan's domestic violence or not, who cares whether he dies or not."
This indirectly explains why those people had to immolate themselves.
It turns out that fire poison is needed to attract the fire spirit.
It seems that Li Kunan's bloodline is indeed quite thin.
Otherwise, there was no need to pour some more blood on it just now.
Cai Gen did not feel any sympathy for the tragic experience of Mr. Guo Furong.
Maybe it's because this is Bangzi country and I really can't empathize with him.
Thinking back to the beginning, the bastard here, under the instructions of the beast, ruthlessly wielded the stick, was destined to suffer retribution at some point in the future.
"No, then Fire Spirit, why do you want to hunt down your Nala clan?
There has to be a reason, right?
Did you throw his child into the well?"
That day I looked up suddenly, very seriously.
"Ah, who told you?
Is he the crooked old man from Tong Ai's family?
Should we use him to deal with our family matters?"
Um?
Got it right?
Cai Gen was a little confused.
I just said it casually.
"No, really threw it into the well?
No, that's the child of the Fire Spirit.
You’re not afraid of water after all, are you?”
When I realized that day, I was too sensitive.
Cai Gen is just talking nonsense and has no idea what's going on.
"Of course I didn't throw it into the well.
That is the fire spirit, something that has existed since the creation of the world.
Can he be afraid of water?
Throw the fire spirit into the sea and the sea will boil.
However, we did take action against his children.
Cheated away his child.
So much so that they have been hunting down our shamanism for so many years."
Cai Gen rolled another Lao Han and took a deep sip.
"Why are you so wicked?
Where did you deceive other people's children?
The ones I hate the most are human traffickers.
Where is the Fire Spirit’s child?”
"Give it to the god of suffering!"
"Where did the god of suffering go?"
"It is said that it is cooking."
The child of the fire spirit, the little fire spirit.
Cooking?
Cai Gen dropped all the old stuff in his hand.
"No, why is he so greedy?
Why are you using other people’s children to cook?”
That day, I quickly helped Cai Gen pick up Lao Han from the ground.
Regardless of whether Mi Tai was clean, he stuffed it into Cai Gen's mouth.
“I don’t know the specific situation.
From what I heard from the elders, he seemed to be the creator god of some world.
The fire in my heart is about to be extinguished.
In order to save him, the god of suffering specially customized a dish for him.
Son of Fire Spirit is one of the main ingredients.
I think there should be other treasured items.
If the elders didn’t explain it in detail, I wouldn’t know.”
ah?
This matter is a bit big, and it should not be decided by Cai Gen.
"That means that in order to do the project, the God of Bitterness, through you, deceived the Fire Spirit.
Then, will you let your shamanism eat away at it?
No, didn’t you just come to Bangzi Country in recent years?
Isn't there some kind of ancestral seizing ceremony?
Were you not in Bangzi Country before?
Why target you Nala clan?
It doesn't make sense. Can you stop feeling constipated?
If you explain things clearly, can you die?
Just think of yourself as saying your last words, if you don't say them, you will be taken into the coffin."
The second pipe that day was broken again.
Maybe it's because Cai Gen's words are unlucky.
Maybe it's because he feels the same disorder.
When he took out the third pipe, he also brought out a piece of paper.
Photographed in front of Cai Gen.
"I'm really going to die.
It was diagnosed a year ago and it was at an advanced stage.
The reason I persisted for so long was to wait for the eighteenth grandma to come back and take charge of the overall situation.
As a result, the 18th-year-old girl has given up her choice."
Late stage?
Cai Gen felt as if his little mouth had been opened.
Is it so accurate?
In other words, the independent view is working silently.
Every time the brain twitches, it is a unique insight. What about unique insights?
I looked at the paper.
After picking it up, I put it in front of my eyes and looked at it carefully.
"Huh?
Your illness doesn’t seem that serious.”
As soon as Cai Gen said this, Duan Xiaohong grabbed the paper.
"Okay, Caibangzi, stop being such a coward.
It's all written in a stick style, as if you can understand it.
As mentioned above, it is a medical miracle that he lived for one year after diagnosis.
I just don’t know if this piece of paper is real or fake.”
Medical miracles are really familiar to Cai Gen.
The last time, I was in an advanced stage and was saved by Huo Huo.
Last time, it was Li Rui who had his throat cut and created a miracle.
Now, looking at it, a medical miracle has appeared again.
"Of course it's true, don't look at me looking young.
In fact, I am also over eighty.
That means he never marries and takes good care of himself.
Since, Cai Gen asked me to say my last words.
I dare not not say it.
If you don’t tell me, there’s no chance.”
With that said, he handed a new pipe that he took out that day to Young Master Long.
"Come on, Shao Long, this is the token of our Nala clan chief.
You put it away properly and keep it well.
From now on, everything about Nala is in your hands.
I don't have any big expectations, just don't exterminate the clan.
Hey, Tianzhibeizi, following you is really a waste of time."
Long Shao took the pipe numbly.
The brand new pipe has new wood stubble on it.
The workmanship is not too fine and the materials are not too rare.
Is this the clan leader’s token of the Nala clan?
Isn’t it a bit of a joke?
Seemingly understanding what Mr. Long meant, he quickly added that day.
"Hey, things outside of me are just thoughts.
I say you are the leader of the clan, no one objects, you are the one.
It's just a way of saying whether something is kept as a token or not.
From now on, when you pass it down, you can just grab diapers."
As he said that, he took out the fourth pipe from under the table.
After clicking, continue talking.
"We, the Nala clan, have a lot of wealth on the surface.
In fact, the economic lifeline is entirely controlled by the West.
There are even a lot of debts owed, and the creditors are all from the west.
Hey, who let them hold our lives in check?
When I die, all agreements with them are void.
You play the drums again and open another business.
Put all your faults on me.
It doesn't matter if you call me a traitor.
Anyway, we can't let those bald donkeys take advantage of us anymore.
Over the years, working as a cow and a horse has become their petty crime, which is enough.