Cai Gen opened his eyes again and saw a handsome man.
The whole body exudes divine brilliance, is full of positive energy, and gives people warmth and security.
It's just that this kind of holy light made Cai Gen unable to resist. He wanted to rely on it mentally, but his body was very resistant.
Especially this little light man, who was half-kneeling in front of him, holding his hand with both hands, and his eyes were very concerned.
No, it's not just concern, it's a very complex emotion, with expectations, disappointment, doubts, and frustration.
Of course, Cai Gen's thoughts are more direct, classifying all his emotions as abnormal.
A very tall man knelt in front of me in a proposing posture, holding his hands, and there were so many people watching.
Cai Jian could just kick him out.
"What the hell are you going to do to me?
I'm dead and you still won't let me go.
You are all dead, why don’t you keep an eye on it?
Can anyone get their hands on me? Not even if I die."
With this shout out, everyone felt relieved. Cai Gen was indeed back. Most people would never have such crazy thoughts and couldn't even pretend to be so.
Although Cai Gen was exposed to the shackles of aging, his own weakness did not lessen, and his seemingly forceful kick did not cause any harm.
With the help of Cai Gen's kick, the man stood up and rubbed his hands awkwardly, feeling that Cai Gen's misunderstanding was a little off track.
I am really not a pervert, I just want to bring him back.
Besides, the Kushen I met before was very polite and well-educated.
It is hard to imagine that such a vulgar Cai Gen is connected with the god of suffering, but the fact is so funny.
Now that I think about it, it's not surprising. After someone has just died, their mind will be unclear when they are reborn.
Cai Gen's situation is understandable. He turned around and walked to Hela, waiting for Cai Gen'er to react before coming up to thank him.
When Suiren heard Cai Gen's voice, he no longer cared about setting Hela on fire.
After all, Cai Gen is alive, so there is no reason to light Hela on fire.
It turned around and ran towards Cai Gen, using its not-so-strong body to directly pick up Cai Gen.
He kept shouting.
"Huohuo...huohuo..."
When Cai Gen saw Suiren again, his emotions were different. He felt that he was the closest person to him, a partner who had experienced life and death.
He hugged Suirenshi enthusiastically and shouted together.
"Huohuo...huohuo..."
Although Cai Gen'er didn't know what his "Huo Huo" meant or whether Suiren could understand it, anyway, he just shouted along with it.
As long as you speak the same language as him, it means that they are closer and they are one of your own.
But before Cai Gen could shout enough, Suiren disappeared, probably back to his Flame Mountain, fulfilling his duty to help him burn out those cancer cells.
When he turned his head, he saw Gong Kanghui and Gai Qiu beside him, looking at him sillyly and smiling.
I don’t know what to be happy about. Cai Gen wiped away the nosebleed and sat firmly in the wheelchair.
Without him saying anything, Xiao Tmall had already pushed the wheelchair in front of the two of them.
"Brother Hui, Brother Qiu, why did you two come out?
If there is a power outage inside, should I pay the property fee?"
Gong Kanghui smiled happily. Cai Gen was stronger than anything else after surviving, and nothing mattered anymore, although he didn't know how the Xiaoguang man did it just now.
"Cai Gen, please be more careful.
I know it's hard for you to want to die, and I know your life is hard, but you can't, you don't take your own life seriously.
We brothers are very concerned about your life and death."
Gong Kanghui said it more euphemistically, while Gai Qiu said it more directly, which may be related to his attributes.
"Cai Gen, if you really die like this, you will trick us both.
If we had known you were such a loser, we shouldn't have come out with you.
Since you brought us out, we can't replace each other.
We beg you, please cherish your life with a responsible attitude toward us.
We really have no other way out.
Otherwise, let Ah Hui kowtow to you, as a sign of our sincerity."
As soon as Gong Kanghui knelt down, he realized something was wrong.
"Aqiu, why do we have so much sincerity? I'll do it myself, but what are you doing?"
"Ah Hui, this man has gold at his knees, how can I kneel down for him?"
"Aqiu, what you said means that I am also a man."
"Ah Hui, why don't you understand? You don't have knees, so you can just kneel down."
this...
Gong Kanghui looked at the snake body on his lower body and felt that he was being discriminated against, but there was no evidence.
Cai Gen stood aside and listened to their nonsense. They were not only concerned about his own life and death, but also about other people's retreat.
Cai Gen completely understood it, and it was hard to explain clearly. People's thoughts were considered normal.
It's like going through all kinds of hardships, a matchmaker, and a betrothal gift, to bring the eldest girl into your home, and then before the wedding, Gaba died, leaving you a widow. Isn't this deceiving?
Yes, Gong Kanghui and Gai Qiu are the eldest girls in the family who they married. There is no second chance. Even if there is a second chance, it is not the first marriage.
Cai Gen felt much happier after thinking about it this way.
With no time to spare, Cai Gen simply skipped the topic as the two chattered. He happened to be full of questions and wanted to find someone to ask.
"Brother Hui, Brother Qiu, don't be in a hurry to go back. I happen to have something and I want to ask you two."
An indifferent smile to share the benefits.
"Cai Gen, it's useless for you to ask us this question. I'm not in a hurry at all, as long as you can hold on."
What is this word?
Cai Gen'er didn't understand it at first, but he understood it instantly through his difficulty in breathing.
Gong Kanghui is responsible for his own lungs, which are directly related to the respiratory system. When he comes out, there will be no one to work with, and he will have difficulty breathing.
"Okay, I understand, Brother Hui, please go back quickly.
Brother Qiu, please wait for a while, I think I can survive for a while."
Gong Kanghui smiled and disappeared without saying anything.
Cai Gen'er looked back at Hela, then at Xiao Sun, and gave instructions.
"Just wait for me for a while. I have to take care of a small matter first. Don't worry for a while."
Then, Cai Gen shook off everyone, stood up with great effort, put his arm around Gai Qiu's shoulders, and moved away from the crowd.
He asked softly in Gai Qiu's ear.
"Brother Qiu, you have been with the God of Ku for a long time, you must know more about him than Brother Hui.
Where did I go just now? How could I still die?
No, this question is wrong.
Do gods of suffering often die?
Has the God of Bitterness ever told you where he will go after he dies?
What happens when the God of Pain is out of balance?
What percentage of that benchmark is measured by what?
How did he seal himself?
After the God of Pain seals himself, does he need to be reincarnated again?
What I said may be a bit confusing, but you should understand what I’m talking about, right?”
Cai Qiu looked at Cai Gen'er with a playful expression, feeling that Cai Gen's words were quite tactful and vague.
The decision was also answered in a vague manner.
"What's that place called?
I don't know! You should know.
As for whether the master will die, will there be an imbalance, and what is the benchmark for imbalance?
I don’t know either! You should know it well.
However, I have only experienced it personally once after being with the master for such a long time.
That is when the master master ended the Nordic world, there was what you call an imbalance.
Then the master disappeared for a long time, I forget the exact time, maybe one hundred and eighty years.
When he reappeared, he had a different skin and his strength was greatly reduced. I speculated that he had re-trained on the trumpet.
I didn't dare to ask about the specific situation. I guess the master wouldn't be able to tell me if I asked, and it's not something I can know.
Please try to ask as few questions as possible about this matter, not just me, but no one, for your own good.
Be confident and trust your own judgment.”
Cai Gen nodded. This was all nonsense. He was asking in vain.
