In ancient times, the fetal light was much stronger than in modern people, so there were more kind people.
Last night, didn't the poisonous dragon use the villagers' toes to light the fetal light to drive away the death energy?
The sequelae are divided into internal and external, but you didn’t listen carefully.
The external sequelae is missing a little toe.
The internal sequelae is that the fetal light becomes more powerful.
The moral standard has been raised beyond measure, and all of them have become kind-hearted and good people."
Last night, I was really vague about this matter. Dulong only talked about the external sequelae and did not mention the impact of the internal sequelae at all.
This seems to be a good thing, but how can these idiots survive in today's society?
It's like, what I saw doing at the Blue Rose Bath.
Telling the truth is a good thing in itself because it is honest and reliable.
But, if everyone tells the truth.
It will bring a devastating blow to this human world, comparable to the end of the world.
Let’s go back to the villagers in Taiqinggou.
In this world full of intrigues, what is the difference between these villagers who have been cleansed of their souls, unwary of others, and dedicated to good deeds, and the lambs waiting to be slaughtered?
How to survive?
When you are finally sold, you will count the money for others, right?
This sequelae is worse than missing one toe.
Cai Gen felt that it would be too cruel to turn a blind eye.
"Xiao Sun, is there any way to make their fetal light smaller?
It's so hateful to shine the brilliance of the Holy Mother like this, and I'm so worried about them."
Xiao Sun scratched his bald head and shrugged helplessly.
"Third uncle, things about the soul, especially the three souls and seven souls, are very mysterious.
If you are not a professional counterpart, ordinary people will not be able to do anything about it.
As for me, I'm really not good at this aspect.
However, Third Uncle, you don’t have to worry too much.
As the old saying goes, life will find its own way sooner or later.
The same goes for these villagers.
As time goes by and the social atmosphere becomes tainted, their fetal glory will naturally become weaker and weaker.
It's just that this process is accompanied by all kinds of pain, all kinds of betrayal, and the collapse of all kinds of values.
This process is exactly the same as the evolution from ancient humans to modern humans.
Everyone is trying to survive, and when good people can no longer survive, all the remaining people will be bad people."
This is indeed the truth, but Cai Gen doesn't want to accept it. It's too real and too cruel.
"So, is there any way to keep them like this, be good people, and live happily?"
Xiao Sun chuckled, as if Cai Gen looked like this, which made him feel very cute.
After being beaten by society for so many years and suffering so much, you still cherish the light of kindness in the world. Is this a professional characteristic of the God of Pain, or is it an innate nature?
"Third uncle, I want to protect the sheep and drive away the hungry wolves.
Add a fence, or train a sheepdog."
What is the feasibility of these two paths?
With the addition of the fence, this is a bit difficult. Making the village self-sufficient without contact with the outside world is almost impossible in today's society.
So what about finding a protector?
By the way, aren't Master Long and He Naizi staying in this village, thinking about their mistakes behind closed doors?
Why?
If you put it this way, when Tong Aijia proposed this punitive measure in the middle of the night, had the situation of the Taiqinggou villagers been taken into consideration?
Damn it, these old guys.
Just like when you have diarrhea, no fart is innocent, and you can't believe every fart.
A seemingly unintentional word or thing may not necessarily have many gains, losses, and exchanges behind it.
However, Tong Aijia could think of it as the best arrangement to put Mr. Long and the others here as the guardians of the villagers.
I still say the same thing, I am not deeply involved in the world, and my thinking and understanding of many things are limited.
Therefore, in the process of interacting with these old guys, the scale of propriety is very poor, and the perspective of looking at the problem is also very narrow.
This all gave Cai Gen a serious inferiority complex.
I feel like nothing is within my control and I feel very insecure.
But, knowing that this is the case, what can I do?
I can only take it as a warning.
Seeing Cai Gen and Xiao Sun murmuring endlessly, Yuanyuan was unhappy.
"Husband, what are you two doing?
How do I look at you? You seem to have lost weight?
Is it really okay?"
There happened to be a height and weight measurement booth next to me.
It used to cost money to measure, but now it has two big words on it, free of charge.
People say that the free ones are the most expensive, and the same applies to the current situation.
Although no money was received for free, the kindness of the villagers was wasted.
How to measure the value of kindness?
Cai Gen feels that persistence in kindness requires a high price, so kindness is very expensive.
According to Xiao Sun, as time goes by, this kind of kindness will gradually fade due to various experiences.
Cai Gen stood on the electronic scale and straightened his back.
At this time, the height measuring pole fell down, Cai Gen's head was lightly nodded, and the electronic sound started to count.
"Height, one hundred and eighty centimeters.
Weight, one hundred and ninety-eight kilograms.
You are overweight, please exercise more."
Cai Gen didn't take it seriously at first.
Why have you grown taller?
The original difference was one centimeter and one meter eight, which has always been a thorn in the heart for Cai Gen, who pursues perfection.
Because, here in the Northeast, if you are less than 1.8 meters tall, you cannot be considered tall and tall, but can only be considered to be of medium height.
However, it is strange that this centimeter was added today.
It must be that the machine is not accurate. I am almost forty and it is impossible for me to grow any longer.
As for my weight, I'm one hundred and ninety-eight, and I've indeed lost two kilograms.
Originally I weighed 200 kilograms.
But, is it so obvious to lose only two pounds?
Xiao Sun has good eyesight, so it's not surprising that he can see that.
Yuanyuan can actually see it?
"I just lost two pounds, so I don't think I lost weight. It's just a matter of one meal."
In fact, Cai Gen was on the scale, and Xiao Sun and Yuanyuan were relieved when they heard the electronic voice announcing the number.
It’s true that I haven’t lost weight, maybe there’s something wrong with my feeling.
However, Tuantuan suddenly started laughing next to him.
"Dad, you are almost out of the market, lose weight quickly."
Cai Gen patted Tuantuan on the head.
"It's less than 200 pounds, so it's not fat. Don't be as big as me."
Tuantuan opened Cai Gen's hand and smiled even more happily.
“Dad, do you really have a bachelor’s degree?
One hundred and ninety-eight kilograms, almost four hundred kilograms.
That's a kilogram, not a pound.
The unit conversion I just learned is that one kilogram is equal to two catties."
Um?
It's easy to talk about how many pounds you weigh, but your son questions your academic qualifications.
Cai Gen was about to retort when he was suddenly stunned.
Four hundred pounds?
Is it broken?
Let’s just say that the customary routine of physical examination on the street is to create a crisis and sell anxiety.
Then recommend health products to you.
However, adjusting the electronic scale like this is a bit unprofessional, right?
And it’s a bit anti-intellectual, right?
Besides, it shouldn't appear here.
In order to relieve Cai Gen's anxiety, Yuanyuan decided to try to weigh herself.
