The elevator goes down much slower than when it goes up.
It says it's the negative layer, but I don't know how deep this layer is.
No one said anything during this period, probably all thinking about what they would encounter underground.
After descending for half an hour, the elevator stopped.
Cai Gen felt that it must be hundreds or thousands of meters.
I don’t know how big of a project this will be. Is it necessary to dig so deep?
The moment the elevator door opened, a wave of heat hit me, mixed with a strong smell of shit.
Yes, it smells like shit, and it's very familiar.
Cai Gen had the same strong sulfur smell when lava leaked out of the hot spring last night.
Could it be that there is a volcanic crater below?
With lava?
When I looked outside the door, I saw a dark cave with no lighting, so I couldn't see what it looked like.
Xiao Tianmao quickly took out several miner's lamps from the Ichimoku Monk.
No need to ask, it is produced by Lang Jiahao Warehouse.
With a fully charged miner's lamp, each person carries one on his head, and his field of vision is instantly expanded.
Wherever the light reaches, there are dark rocks, without any modern atmosphere, and it is completely the original style of the cave.
"Guantatta, where is this?
Why is King Asura hiding here?"
Guantata didn't answer, as if he was still struggling with something in his heart and what kind of fantasy he had.
He walked out of the elevator first and walked in front of him with a familiar face.
Cai Gen didn't ask anything, so he had to lead the others and follow behind silently.
Guantata walked and started to talk. His voice was not loud, but because of the cave, everyone could hear it clearly.
“Many years ago, Hui Hui Lai established a branch in Iceland.
It's just some little shrimps guarding the area, and there's no big move.
We, the shamans, keep a low profile and have not had any conflicts with Gui Lai.
After all, the mission in the ancestral precepts requires us to keep a low profile.
Regarding all forces, neither good relations nor bad relations, and coexistence are the top priority."
Cai Gen understands the way of doing things in shamanism. After all, Tong Aijia and others are the same. Whether they are in heaven or the west, they are immune to wind and rain.
"More than ten years ago, the All-Heaven Society held an annual meeting in Iceland.
At that time, many heavenly protectors came here, including their vice-president Di Shitian."
Well, Teddy Bear said in this situation that he also came to the annual meeting and had a great time.
It was he who told Cai Gen about the mixed bathing.
"Hey, it was nothing serious, but that time, the seal of our family's ancestral land cracked. My sons, Jin Jin and Mumu, sacrificed their lives for the family's mission and consolidated the ancestral land.
's seal.
Originally this was a matter of our shamanism, but it was because of this incident that the aura leaking from the ancestral land attracted the attention of Emperor Shakti.
I don’t know what his starting point was, so he hurriedly ended the annual meeting and dismissed all the heavenly protectors, leaving only Moon Offering Fairy Mu En."
Let me go, there is actually something about Moon?
Cai Gen heard the word "Moen" from Guan Tata's mouth and was really surprised.
After all, Moon is still lying on a stretcher and left in Syracuse.
"After those heavenly protectors have left.
Emperor Shitian brought the four great Asura kings and Mu En to the seal of my family's ancestral land.
I tried my best, but couldn't open the seal.
At that time, my father went to the Arctic Circle, and something happened there.
I am in charge of shamanism in Iceland.
So Emperor Shakti found me and hoped that I would open the seal and let him go in to investigate."
Cai Gen looked back at Guan Shanle. He probably knew these things, but he had his own reasons and didn't tell himself.
Apart from telling lies, this old guy didn't say a single serious word.
"I had just lost two sons and was on the verge of emotional collapse.
Looking at the infant Chicha, I thought that one day in the future, he would also serve our family's mission.
That mission that I don’t know when will end, and I sacrifice my life, makes me feel like a knife.
Passed down from generation to generation, bloodshed and sacrificed from generation to generation, for what purpose?
How many close compatriots have sacrificed their lives for this illusory mission?
Just give me some hope.
Even if you give me a deadline, that's fine.
No, nothing, just going on from generation to generation.
Cai Gen, do you know how I feel in my heart?"
With that said, Guantata stopped and turned to look at Cai Gen.
Cai Gen was immersed in the atmosphere created by Guanta Tower and felt the same.
What if my two children suddenly died like that?
The third child cannot escape the shackles of fate, what should I do?
Then there is no need to think about it, what kind of bullshit mission is it? Just play around.
Living this life well is the most important thing.
Don't mention future generations, don't mention any historical mission.
Why, the lives of future generations are lives, but the lives of this generation are not lives?
Can the value of life be measured in terms of high and low?
Who can put a clear price on life?
All living beings are equal, whether it is the Buddha in the west or the gods in heaven, their lives are equivalent to an ant on the ground, and they are all extremely precious.
Cai Gen unconsciously thought about the profound issues of life from the perspective of the human world, but he didn't realize it. This might be a side effect of heart transplantation.
When asked by Guan Tata, Cai Gen interrupted his thoughts. He was stunned for a moment and then answered.
"Understand, I am also a father, and I feel the same way about my children.
I even cut Ksitigarbha for my son.
As long as it's for your son, it won't be strange for you to do anything."
Rarely, with Cai Gen's approval, Guantata, who was swollen into a pig's head, felt relieved.
It's like a heavy burden has been lifted.
"Thank you, Cai Gen, thank you for your understanding.
If you can say that, I feel relieved."
Cai Gen rolled his eyes directly.
What did you understand?
What are you worried about?
"What happened after Emperor Shaktian found you?"
I don't know how long this cave is, it seems to have no end.
Fortunately, there are no forks in the road, and Guan Tata Tower is very familiar with the route.
"Emperor Shakti came to me and told me that I was in the ancestral land of our shamanism.
There is a treasure that comes from their west side.
Want us to return it.
As long as we agree to open the seal and let him in.
Isn't this a piece of cake?
Can I listen to him?
However, I didn't refuse.
A bold idea sprouted in my mind.
The risk is high, but if it succeeds, we can get rid of our family's mission and there will be no more bloodshed and sacrifice.
I decided to go against the teachings of my ancestors, seek skin from a tiger, and cooperate with Emperor Shakti."
this...
how to say?
Cai Gen somewhat understood the Zhutianhui's style of doing things.
Cooperating with the vice-president of Zhutianhui is a bit understatement, it is simply seeking death.
Among all the heavens, how can anyone have a human temper?
