Capricorn walked swiftly and walked back according to his mother's wishes.
Originally I should have taken a straight line out of the pit. Anyway, I have already walked the track once, so there is no need to walk it a second time.
However, Capricorn still chose to walk on the track, lap after lap.
When they reached the third circle, Mother Lingzi lay on her back, hugging the iron tea vat, and spoke.
"Son, if you stay in there, will you be cold, hungry, or bored?"
Hong Lei curled up in the iron tea vat, stuck out his shrunken head, and said excitedly.
"Mom, please don't worry, this place is much better than Muloluo's coffin."
It’s so nice to have a considerate son, or in other words, it’s nice to understand my mother’s intentions and listen to the old man’s words.
Mother Lingzi patted Honglei's little head and sighed lovingly.
"Son, I have wronged you all these years, and it will be fine in the future.
If you bear with me for a while longer, your eldest brother is stalling for time and is worried about his wife."
Capricorn didn't dare to talk just now, he really had something on his mind.
First of all, Cai Gen can unblock the magic scripture, which he cannot understand.
Secondly, it’s hard to say how much impact this incident will have on others. For me, it is very important.
After all, there are hundreds of brothers who are being tortured by the Demon Sealing Sutra. This must be the basis for my mother and Cai Gen to cooperate more closely in the future.
Finally, why is my prodigal daughter-in-law so arrogant?
Are the eye sockets that shallow?
There are so many Bodhisattvas and Arhats in the west, do you think you can do it?
It is said that one day brings a hundred days of love to a couple, and a hundred days to a couple only lasts for more than three months.
Capricorn still has feelings for Moon.
"Mom, I didn't delay. I have nothing to worry about. How can Cai Gen kill her?"
Lingzi mother was very dissatisfied with Capricorn Ge's statement and said in a strange way.
"It's hard to say this. After all, Lin Wo and Zhao Daniu are both cold.
What kind of wife do you have? Who can say whether she will die or not?"
Although the tone is not very good, it makes sense. What are the Moon Palace Fairies so many?
Capricorn's speed suddenly slowed down.
"Mom, are you so confident in Cai Gen?
Xiaoyue must not be fighting alone, otherwise she would not be qualified to bring Hong Lei out."
Mentioning this, Mother Lingzi felt even worse.
"Hey, my son is so generous. Do you understand that your own wife is looking for someone else to be your backer?
Do you want to send someone a banner or something, and write a thank-you letter?"
This was a bit heartbreaking, and Capricorn stopped immediately, his face uncertain.
"Mom, what do you mean, I should help Xiaoyue? Is there something promising?"
Mother Lingzi got off the ground and looked at Capricorn with encouragement in her eyes.
“It’s not up to the mother to decide whether she is a son or not, I don’t have any opinion on her choice.
Just, haha."
Haha? Is this a joke?
Capricorn didn't see any smile on Lingzi mother's face.
The small idea that had been formed was suddenly abandoned.
"Mom, I am your biological son, can we not talk like this?
I'm stupid, I'm a coward, I've embarrassed you, and I feel bad."
After finishing speaking, Capricorn squatted on the ground, looking helpless, pitiful, and even more aggrieved.
"Mom, let's move forward.
It's you who made me the fairy in the palace.
It was you who asked me to marry Xiaoyue.
It was you who asked me to drive Xiaoyue away.
What matter is it that I have the final say?
What the hell, I didn't listen to you.
What on earth did you want me to do?
I'm not afraid of lying in that coffin and being a puppet, and I don't lack the courage to die in battle."
Mother Lingzi put her hand on Capricorn's lowered head and touched it gently.
"I don't want you to do anything. Today, I will let you go so that I can completely stop thinking about you."
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"Second brother, you still can't contact Mr. Long?"
Dabal was sitting in the passenger seat and turned to look at the other people who were constantly on the phone.
"The phone is turned off. I don't know what's going on. Is there something wrong with the game?
The car overturned? Someone died? Didn’t make it through this lap?”
The big bald man looked at his grandson and other bald man's grandsons outside the commercial vehicle.
If Mr. Long failed to carry Cai Gen to the last lap and died on top of the paycheck, could this woman be released?
At the critical moment, Dabald had to step out, open the car door, and walk towards Moon who was making tea.
Yes, Moon was making tea. The equipment of the teahouse was still the same, and even the set of ink-painted Fuwa screens were brought here.
In the middle of winter, when the temperature is more than 20 degrees below zero, drinking kung fu tea outdoors should not be described as staged, it should be silly.
Moon sat on the imitation solid wood chair and kept working, boiling water, making tea, drinking tea, changing tea, and continuing the cycle.
No one knows whether she is just acting out of habit or whether she really loves tea so much that she feels uncomfortable if she doesn't drink it for a while.
Eight children stood behind Moon, as if Calabash Baby had betrayed his grandfather and started to mix with the snake spirit.
"Sister, um, we can't contact Mr. Long anymore, and we don't know what lap Cai Gen is on.
Has he been killed by your men, otherwise, let us take the child away?"
Moon's dress today was not unceremonious. He was actually wearing Hanfu. In order not to interfere with drinking tea, half of his arms were pale and pale from the cold.
"Okay, take it away."
Da Tu was overjoyed that Moon was so happy, but Lao Jianghu's brain was not that stupid. He glanced at his eldest grandson from the corner of his eye and saw his eldest grandson's dark eyes, which made him upset.
"Sister, can I ask you a favor?"
"Okay, tell me."
"Can these children be restored to normal?"
"Okay, you have the final say."
Big Bald turned around silently and left, returning to the car.
"Brother, that bitch, no, what did my aunt say?
Can we let the kids go?"
Big Baldy lit a cigarette and took a few puffs feebly.
"Well, you can let him go. You can take the child away now."
There was a burst of joy in the car. Wu Bald was the fastest. He opened the car door immediately and wanted to pick up the child. But as soon as he took one foot out, he took it back.
"Brother, have the children returned to normal?"
Dabald felt even more uncomfortable when he was asked this question.
"Well, she said, listen to us, we have the final say."
Wubald retracted his feet, closed the car door, and lit a cigarette.
"What are we talking about?
Are we talking about garlic sprouts or garlic sprouts? It doesn’t count!
Isn’t this nonsense, is it the same as not saying anything?”
The big bald man finally raised his head, stared with red eyes, pressed the cigarette butt on his tongue, and expressed his extreme anger.
"Then those girls are just talking nonsense and playing tricks on us.
I want to fight her, I can't stand it anymore.
My eldest grandson has lost weight."
Lose weight, my grandson has lost weight. This sentence is like a spark, igniting the enthusiasm of all bald people.
There was no need for mobilization, no speeches, and no planning. The old bastards in the car took out their favorite things and decided to die together.
At this moment, in the dusky sky, through the smoke and dust, a word floated over and hit Moon who was drinking tea.
Then, the tea cup in Moon's hand broke into pieces, and the sea of tea overturned and rolled up on the spot.
