At such an old age, why can't the old man talk without thinking?
What else do I want to pick with my hands?
What else do I want to carry on my shoulders?
I've had enough to bear, I just can't tell you.
Cai Gen complained hard in his heart and was unwilling to pay attention to him.
"Uncle Tong, your ancestors didn't send you a message or anything?
Do you still need me to tell you?"
Tong Aijia rolled a cigarette and handed it to Cai Gen.
Cai Gen waved his hand and did not answer it. He should stop for now.
"Just spread the word, just send a group message and say it's over.
Then the bosses from those families dispersed.
Please tell me in detail how it was done?"
Hey, how did you fix it?
That's like a hachi the size of a train leather.
That Moon who was chopped into a disabled leg.
That Arhat who was knocked into a chrysanthemum face.
That rat Zhang whose head was smashed.
This night, Cai Gen felt more fulfilled than he had in a month, and felt very tired.
"Uncle Tong, please give me some space for this matter.
I can sort out my thoughts and tell you again, okay?"
Tong Aijia was still very discerning. When she saw Cai Gen, she could hardly open her eyes and nodded.
"It's OK, it's OK, I'm not in a hurry."
Cai Gen closed his eyes and within three seconds, he started snoring.
Everyone who was still eating looked at Cai Gen who was obviously losing weight. They didn't even dare to make a sound while eating, for fear of waking Cai Gen.
Except for Xiao Tmall, no one else followed.
It's just that the few waves of people who came just now all indicate that Cai Gen's life will definitely not be easy this night.
I won’t mention the spirit child mother Tamamo, that is considered an ally.
Bo Bo Arhat and Moon, not to mention mortal enemies, are pretty much the same, and their specifications are also very high.
Especially Zhang Mozi, the divine Lord Xiao Nian who turned into a god in the flesh at the end, is definitely a rare species in this world at this stage.
However, only Cai Gen came up, where were the others?
Were they all beaten to death by Cai Gen? Or were they buried underneath?
Although everyone didn't ask, it doesn't mean that they weren't curious.
All the gossip's hearts turned into eyes, looking at Xiao Tmall.
Xiao Tianmao was gnawing on the pork chops. He felt everyone's thirst for knowledge and shook his head.
He said that he didn't want to say it now. Cai Gen was sleeping and if he woke up, he would be miserable.
Everyone understands very well and will find out sooner or later, so there is no rush.
Just when everyone gave up, a voice sounded.
"Cai Gen, Xiao Cai, have you finished sorting it out?
Wake up, wake up, why are you still asleep?"
It turned out that Tong Aijia heard Cai Gen's snoring and wanted to wake Cai Gen up.
The friends at the table all shot angry glances at Tong Aijia. If they hadn't cared about his senior grandfather, they would definitely have taken action.
After Cai Gen was woken up, he was in a daze.
"What? What are you organizing?"
"Didn't you mean to sort out your thoughts and tell me?"
"What are I telling you? I just fell asleep."
"How did you go down there to fix it? I want to know the details."
Cai Gen finally opened his eyes completely and became a little impatient.
"Uncle Tong, why are you so anxious? Can't you just let me sleep for a while?"
Tong Aijia is a little aggrieved, but she is also very stubborn.
"Xiao Cai, I'm already half dead, and I really don't have much time.
You also understand and understand me.
Time to me is a luxury, a drop of water in the desert, a fire in Antarctica,
If you don’t tell me quickly, I won’t be able to close my eyes even if I die.”
This sentence made Cai Gen laugh.
This old man really has nothing to say.
"Uncle Tong, don't worry, I will definitely understand you.
The hospice care in our shared children's service is just for you.
Don’t worry, if it’s really too late, I’ll write it on paper and burn it for you.”
Tong Aijia still wanted to talk, but Cai Gen turned over and gave him a slap on the back of his head.
"Don't call me anymore, I'm emotionally unstable now and I'm getting anxious, just like hitting the old man on the news.
Let Xiaotian tell you, he can see it more clearly than me, and he has always been an audience."
When Xiao Tmall heard this, he was not happy at the time. What do you mean by being an audience?
However, seeing Cai Gen's slightly thin back, he didn't dare to say anything.
"Hurry up and eat. When you're done, Master Long will make me a pot of tea and I'll tell you slowly.
Take the discipline seriously, no clapping, no making loud noises, no asking questions.
If you understand, everyone should nod their heads and make some noise, and don’t act like dead people.”
Everyone was very cooperative and put down their chopsticks while nodding. Listening to gossip was more important than eating.
After Gungun sent the cow's tail down with a bolt of lightning, he silently gave himself a big thumbs up.
I am really too smart.
They were right. Even if he brought the cow tail back, he would definitely not dare to keep it for himself. He must hand it over. This is the rule.
If there is nothing left and all is used, then there is nothing wrong with it.
It can't be yours anyway, so why not do it as a favor?
Clap your little hands, complete the work, go back and resume your work, if you can't explain it, it still has to be considered a meritorious service.
I was in a great mood, and Gungun was ready to pay off his flowers.
"This move is quite familiar.
I'm just telling you, if you don't leave when you're done, what are you doing here?
So it turned out to be a false act of public benefit?
You have a future, you have courage, you have a strategy, I am optimistic about you."
Come on, who is this?
Did he see everything he did?
I quickly turned around to check and was shocked.
Golden helmet and golden armor, the whole body shines with a high-end taste.
Yes, it has a high-end taste.
Since the fate wheel stopped turning, this kind of high-end taste has been rarely seen in heaven, and what is generally displayed is a dilapidated and decadent taste.
Why can this person be alone?
Looking at her appearance, I really feel sorry for her outfit.
He has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and is not human at all. He looks really shabby, as if he cannot afford to live, and his ugliness has reached a new level.
Gungun felt that he was already miserable enough.
The person in front of me is worse than myself.
Having just presided over the Heavenly Punishment, Gungun felt that he was also a person with status. Now that the person in front of him knew about his little plan, should he keep silent?
"Who is here? When he sees the God of Thunder, he doesn't come forward to salute. What are you talking nonsense about?"
"Yo yo yo, they look so similar.
Forget it, since you are giving a favor to Boss Cai, I won't hold you accountable.
I am the God of the Year, the Gentleman Rat.
Cast a wheel of fortune for Baotian Court.
Reincarnation in the human world, reincarnation for thousands of years.
By great chance, I met the God of Pain.
Become a god in the flesh and subdue the beast.
I have a heavy responsibility and am grateful.
The god of suffering is in trouble, and sacrifice creates benevolence.
Return to heaven and officially return to his throne.
The crisis of the Three Realms is imminent.
He worked hard and stained the sky with blood.
Well, you think you will see the Jade Emperor soon.
Put it this way, okay?
Is there anything that needs to be modified?
I'm really not used to talking like this.
The vernacular seems not serious enough.
Little Gungun, don’t think too much.
I just want to practice with you here and then report to the Jade Emperor.
