Seeing that the white fire was about to go out, Cai Gen quickly pulled the arm of the mummy again.
This time, I didn't let go and kept pulling.
The white fire in the mummy's eyes brightened again, and he stretched out his withered arms and placed them on Cai Gen's shoulders.
"Thank you. If I hadn't caught you, I would have fallen again."
Seeing the mummy reaching out, Cai Gen let go of his hand and took the initiative to grab a bone stick. It was really uncomfortable.
"What state are you in now? Resurrection? Possession? Mummy? Living dead?"
The mummy looked at the fog around him and said in a resentful tone.
"This spiritual energy is an addictive poison. The more I smoke, the more I can't stop. I'm just too greedy.
I can’t be considered alive now, I can only be considered as existing.”
So philosophical, does it exist?
Between life and death, it mainly depends on the definition of life and death. This needs to be explored from multiple dimensions.
Does not breathing count as death? Does stopping of heartbeat count as death? Does losing consciousness count as death?
Different species must have different concepts of life and death, right?
Just think about it briefly, give up decisively, and stop taking it seriously. It's of no use.
Cai Gen couldn't find his partner, and he didn't know where the pond was. He finally found a local, so he had to ask for directions.
"Um, please ask, how far is the Dichi in that direction?"
At the mention of the underground pool, the mummy trembled unconsciously.
"I originally came here to find Dichi, but when I got here, I couldn't walk any further. I absorbed too much spiritual energy and my body couldn't hold it anymore.
Then I felt like I was so incompetent. I obviously had countless spiritual energy, but I couldn't absorb it. I felt so wronged.
In the end, I was so frustrated that I fell to the ground and couldn't get up."
This situation is more consistent with what Hu Xiaocao and the others said. Looking at the distance, Cai Gen would not know even if he went several kilometers deep.
If this guy can go this far, he can be considered a powerful person, right?
"What's your name? How long have you been here?"
The mummy lit up with white fire, as if it was sensitive to something.
"Who am I? I'll scare you to death if I tell you. I'm known in the world as the champion grappler in white, Langli Pao."
What? Why are you reporting your name now? Cai Gen has been surrounded by people, and he is still known as Jianghu?
If the crackdown on gangs and evil doesn't catch you, you're just hiding here to take advantage.
The expected surprise and admiration did not appear on Cai Gen's face, which made Langlipu very unwilling. He emphasized again,
"Langli spit, haven't you heard? Have the world forgotten me?"
In the arena he mentioned, does practicing grappling also require spiritual energy? Cai Gen briefly analyzed it, recalled the martial arts he had seen in the past, and felt something was wrong.
"Master Lang, how many years have you been here? What kind of mental method do you practice that still requires spiritual energy?"
The white fire in Lang Li's eyes flashed a few times. He rejected Cai Gen's question and asked instead,
"What do you call this little brother?"
Cai Gen thought a lot. He didn't have the momentum to sign up directly. He might as well make up a random nickname.
"I am, I am, Shi Gao Ximen Anxin Bento will be delivered at 12 o'clock. I will be on call, Cai Gen."
Sure enough, the longer name is more bluffing, and other Langlihuo didn't understand it, but Shi Chen did, and he felt like he could do anything very well all day long.
"Master Cai, I have admired you for a long time."
It's really hypocritical to look up to a hammer for so long. He has been dead for so many years and is still so hypocritical. Cai Gen didn't even bother to talk about him and quickly got to the point.
"Master Lang, do you know which direction the pool is?"
Lang Lihu nodded with the mummified head, indicating that he knew, as if he was planning something in his heart, and slowly spoke,
"I know the direction. The place where the spiritual energy is stronger must be the underground pool."
This involves sensitivity. Cai Gen feels that all the mist now is the same. It's so thick that you can't even see it. Where is it considered thick and where is it not?
"Well, Mr. Lang, could you point it out for me?"
Lang Lipu struggled with the few remaining dried muscles, trying hard to show an embarrassed expression.
"Why?"
Hey, this grandson, you even got it, Cai Gen felt disgusted for a while, I don’t mind your beautiful skin, and I can still talk to you, this is the greatest gift, right?
"Then, tell me, why can you show me the way?"
After Cai Gen said this, he felt a little regretful. In such a thick fog, even giving directions was useless. It was difficult to find the direction. It was best to take him there, but why should he lead himself?
Although Langlipu is definitely not a modern person, as long as he is a person, his thinking patterns are similar. Take a look at the pleats and it's time to express his appeal.
"Actually, when we first meet, I have a small request, and then I will take you to the underground pool."
Cai Gen thought about it, this was not greedy, it was just a small request, and he quickly answered,
"Hero Lang, tell me, if I can do it, I will definitely help you."
Langlihuo still said unhurriedly,
"It's not a big deal. I just think your body is a bit special. Can you give it to me?"
When Cai Gen heard this, he thought, "This grandson has nothing to hold back. He is still thinking about his two hundred kilograms of meat. Do you know how much it costs to maintain this body of fat?"
How many days and nights, irregular living, and overeating have accumulated wealth? Do you want it?
"It's not impossible to give it to you. Please tell me first, what's special about my body?"
Seeing that Cai Gen was not panicking and was still consulting him, Lang Lipu was a little surprised.
"Your body is very fat. It's just the right amount of fat. It's fat but not greasy. It's eye-catching."
These are not human words. Cai Gen was a little impatient and decided not to talk nonsense with him.
"Okay, there's nothing good about my health. My cholesterol and blood pressure are high, so I won't harm you. I won't give you directions. I'll find it myself. I'll see you later."
With that said, Cai Gen turned around and left, not wanting to deal with this Langli Pao again.
However, how could Langlipu let go of this only opportunity? He had a big plan in mind, how could he give up so easily? He grabbed the bones of Cai Gen's shoulder and exerted force, and climbed onto Cai Gen's back, his limbs like
Like a rope, it entangled Cai Gen,
"Cai Gen, I want to leave now, but it's too late. Just give me your body."
You said I would give it to you? How to give it to you? Soul possession? Possession?
Cai Gen was entangled in Langlitu's body. He panicked a little and started to pull Langlitu's limbs with his hands.
But the mummy was tied tightly to Cai Gen like a rope, and it couldn't break free no matter how hard it was.
This won't work. If the soul is stopped by this wave, it will lose consciousness. How can it go down there?
Cai Gen also got angry and threw himself to the ground hard, landing on his back every time, hoping to shake off the waves on his back.
The white-clothed champion grappler really lived up to his reputation. His grip was so tight that he wouldn't let go even as the frame hit the ground.
No matter how hard Cai Gen crushed him with his weight of 200 kilograms, Langlihuo was very stubborn and tenacious and remained unmoved.
