Mr. Huang's cooperation and enthusiasm are definitely not for Zhen Shuiyin's sake. It's one thing to be an official at a higher level, but it's another thing to be reincarnated into the human world. You can ignore him or not, it all depends on your mood.
But Cai Gen's reputation is great, because his kindness is so powerful, he must maintain a good relationship.
What’s more, it’s what the other old buddies mean. They need people like Cai Gen to be good friends.
After finishing the work at the leather factory last time, I returned to my hometown and gathered my old buddies to discuss it and analyze the current situation. It was very worrying.
Although they are not allowed to become spirits, there is a tendency for folk immortals to rise in recent years, and there are more and more of them. As old immortals who have practiced in the mountains for many years, this is a good opportunity to become famous all over the world.
However, as soon as it started to gain momentum, various forces from above, from the west, and from below came to intervene in the world.
But no one cares about this small group of little animals practicing.
In recent years, big families such as the Huang family, the Hu family, and the Chang family also want to rely on Taoism or Buddhism. After all, it is difficult, very difficult for a rootless duckweed to be alone in this world.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard you try, people just feel like you can't get on the stage, and they don't recognize you, admit it, refuse it, or take any notice of you.
In fact, if you go back to ancient times, the small animal cultivation was not a small group. It had a glorious history and reached the pinnacle of cultivation. It was also protected by the Tongtian Cult Master.
It’s just that in the Battle of the Gods, everyone died, walked, ran away, and perished. The community organization that had an absolute advantage was immediately wiped out, which is desolate to say the least.
The matter in the tannery factory, no matter how big it is, how small it is, has entangled heaven on the surface, and Buddhism in private, which is beyond the reach of their current small animal group.
Although Mr. Huang was very tough on the surface last time, saying that he was giving Cai Gen face and owed favors, to put it bluntly, he was afraid that his superiors would seek revenge later, which would destroy the family.
However, going through this incident has opened a door to a better tomorrow for Mr. Huang, the elderly and the young.
God of Bitterness, the existence in ancient legends has only lived in legends for so many years, and the most important thing is that he does not belong to any force and is not with anyone.
There are no historical issues here, it is very clean, and it is concise and clear to get along with.
It’s okay to dig out your heart and lungs.
It’s also good to take a photo of your liver and gallbladder.
An exchange of benefits is also a good idea.
Anyway, Mr. Huang San and the others finally decided to hug Cai Gen’s ungrown thigh.
Even if you can't hold on, you still have to leave a good relationship. It's best to owe more favors or something, so that you will have more choices in the future.
Just when he was thinking about how to get closer, Cai Gen took the initiative to call. Mr. Huang San was filled with joy. After hanging up the phone, he stared at Xiao Liu who was slapping him in the mouth and said rudely,
"Don't forget to eat and not fight. What do you think you are always pretending to do? When I see Cai Gen, I even tuck my tail between my legs. What do you think you are pretending to be? Are you used to being Wong Tai Sin in the world? You don't know what's going on with you?"
Xiaoliu pumped very hard, not daring to draw a strip at all. Every stroke left a slap mark on his face, and he didn't dare to cry with red circles under his eyes.
"Grandpa, I'm not crazy. It's just that the person on the phone is not Cai Gen, but an old woman. She has nothing to do. Why should I listen to her?"
Why? Mr. Huang Santai looked at the snow-capped mountains, his eyes full of helplessness after losing everything and looking down on gains and losses.
"It depends on other people's roots and people above them. If we don't have anyone above us, our roots are broken."
As soon as he heard this style of painting, Xiaoliu knew that his great-grandfather was reminded of their history again, the glorious history and the desolate history.
"Grandpa, I understand. From now on, I won't be flirting with anyone, and I won't be flirting with anyone. I was wrong."
Withdrawing his gaze towards the distance, Master Huang San disappeared into a puff of yellow smoke, leaving only one sentence,
"I originally wanted you to receive Cai Gen and the others, but you are too confused. I'd better go find the Hu family.
Okay, I see you sincerely know that you were wrong, so I’ll just slap you another hundred thousand times.”
Xiao Shiliu, who had stopped holding his hand at first, continued to fight with his face after hearing "One Hundred Thousand".
What's even more disturbing is that my great-grandpa was disappointed, and it was just because he had a bad tone when he answered the phone.
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After Cai Gen and the others determined the place where Mr. Huang San would be received, they began to plan their route.
After thinking about it and checking many guides, Cai Gen decided to save time and take the high speed the whole way without saving the high speed fee.
From the guide, it can be seen that the Changbai Mountains are usually visited in the summer. In winter, heavy snow will block the mountain roads, making it impossible to enter the mountains for several months.
Of course, all supporting facilities at tourist attractions that are available in summer will not accept visitors in winter.
However, Mr. Huang San said that the reception location was at the southern slope of Changbai San. Is it because it was closed, so it was relatively secret and not afraid of people seeing it?
This is not what Cai Gen needs to worry about. What he needs to worry about now is what needs to be prepared to go to Changbai San, what needs to be prepared to go to Dichi, and what needs to be prepared to go down there?
The above three points of preparation were all that Cai Gen urgently needed to figure out, but were all dismissed by Xiao Sun's words.
"Third uncle, didn't you listen to what Huang San said? He arranged it, just go and see if his arrangement is clear or not."
It’s okay to think this way. People who have practiced Taoism for eighteen hundred years can’t understand this little thing, right? Cai Gen decided to believe Mr. Huang San.
Since there is no need to think about things after arriving in Changbaisan, Cai Gen thinks that the preparations before departure are more important.
The vehicle space is limited, so it is impossible to go with too many people. Besides, we are not really going on a trip. Cai Gen feels that it is better to discuss it with everyone. After all, we are going down there, a forbidden place for living people.
"The last time I went to the Poly Temple, I told you once that you helped me a lot. I am really grateful. This time is different from the last time. I went downstairs. If you have any ideas, just stay. I don't
Complaints, really.”
Xiao Tmall was very active this time. Even though he was sitting on Na Qi’s fat butt, he still held his neck high and said,
"Master, what you say is a bit too foreign. It's not a special place down there, it's just my old workplace. You don't need to take it to heart, so I won't go with you to help you look after your home.
"
You won’t say yes if you don’t turn around when talking? The place doesn’t matter, I just don’t want to go there. What does that mean?
Before Cai Gen showed any emotion, Xiao Sun couldn't sit still anymore and put the tea on the table.
"Are you afraid of meeting the old prime minister, okay? Or are you afraid of meeting Ksitigarbha?
It is also in line with your personality to shrink back at critical moments.
Third uncle, don’t worry, no one will go, I will accompany you."
