Xiao Tianmao felt that it was not the right time to speak today. There might not be a trap somewhere and he could not get out of it, so he closed his mouth tightly.
The rest is the professional advice provided by Xiaosun and Xiaoshui.
"Third uncle, in terms of treasure level, that coffin is rarer and more valuable."
This is a relatively rational analysis. Cai Gen doesn’t understand it either, so he must listen to it.
Zhen Shuiyin also followed Xiao Sun's words,
"Muluoluo World is relatively remote and can be considered a plant-dominated world. After joining the West, it became a resource-exporting country.
Generally, resources are very common and have no special value, but this box, or coffin, made by the Mulolo people, is very rare.
Not every Mulolo person can make a box. This needs to be cultivated from an early age, to understand the classics and chant the Buddha, and to have a pious heart. Only then can one be qualified to make a box."
Cai Gen understood that it was similar to the Kinnara world. They were both colonies in the west, but the resources exported were different.
He was trained from an early age, brainwashed day after day, and finally became a devout believer, and then made boxes.
It is for this reason that the password to open the box is so special.
It's just that the performance of the box is good and it is very precious, but it is a bit time-consuming to open it every time.
Those are more than twenty black-eyed spirit angels.
People open a box and hang a bunch of keys, but I open a box and hang a bunch of emissaries?
"So, can this password be changed? Does it have to be a scripture?"
Xiao Sun didn't know, and Zhen Shuiyin didn't know either. In the end, he had to tell Tmall because he was the only one who knew.
"Master, it's not that the password cannot be changed. It just requires the skill of terrazzo.
You need to be in close contact with him every day, preferably sleeping in it, and tell him about materialist values every day.
Slowly wash his brain into what you want it to be. What the password is then is up to you."
This description is very detailed. Xiao Tmall should not be talking nonsense, so there will be a scene that Cai Gen does not want to see.
Cai Gen, lying in the coffin, talked to the coffin and did ideological work every day when he slept.
"Xiao Sun, I'm sure, feed that Muloluo to Naqi, go ahead."
When Zhen Shuiyin saw Cai Gen being so arbitrary, she quickly stopped him.
"Brother Cai, think about it again. This Muluoluo box is really rare."
After being shocked by the scene he just imagined, Cai Gen had already made up his mind. After so many years of cremation, who needs a coffin?
The most important thing is that there are more than 20 black eyes knocked to death inside, which is really disturbing.
Seeing that Xiao Sun might not be willing to part with him, Cai Gen got out of the car and came to the coffin without moving anywhere.
Now it is more like a drawer than a coffin. The lid has been completely opened and no one has closed it.
I felt someone approaching me, and the coffin emitted a soft golden light, illuminating the inside with warmth and peace, making it look very attractive.
Is it possible to take the initiative to show yourself?
To express to outsiders, I am very rare, I am very comfortable here, come on, come in, you are welcome.
Here you can live in a life of luxury, you can have a bright future, you can have great success here, I am the harbor of your soul.
Cai Gen's mind instantly surrendered to these beautiful temptations. That was what he had dreamed of.
All the good things that you have been asking for are in that coffin. Do you want to go in and lie down for a while?
If you lie down, no one will die. Besides, isn't the coffin just for pretending to be dead?
Step by step, Cai Gen's eyes were full of expectation as he walked toward the coffin.
When he was still one step away from entering the coffin, Xiao Sun got out of the car, ran over and kicked the coffin away, stopping Cai Gen.
"Third uncle, what's wrong with you? Are you obsessed now?"
The sudden change made Cai Gen suddenly wake up. His willpower was too weak. With a little improvement, he would be on the right track.
"No, I just want to see what kind of monster he can be and have an immersive experience. You didn't get kicked, did you?"
Xiao Sun's kick was indeed very powerful. The coffin fell down immediately, but it fell unnaturally, from upright to lying on its side. The mouth of the coffin was still facing Cai Gen, making a silent call.
Cai Gen quickly turned around and turned his back to the coffin. This thing was indeed quite evil, more attractive than Tamamo.
"Hurry up, hurry up and feed Na Qi, you're talking too much, it's too deceptive."
Seeing that Cai Gen had made up his mind, Xiao Sun summoned his clone, carried the coffin together, and walked to the car.
The problem appeared again, and Naqi didn't open his mouth and was very resistant.
Cai Gen had no choice but to start doing Na Qi's ideological work again.
"Uncle Na, just let that bitch cat go."
Can't move.
"Think about it, if you eat him, who will you kick in the future?"
Naqi still didn't move.
"Keep him alive, and you can continue to torture him. Isn't it better than giving him a happy life?"
Naqi still didn't move.
"Taste it carefully, taste it carefully. If you eat it, it means you are part of it, and part of it is you. Is that acceptable to you?"
Finally, this last point made Na Qi feel a little nauseous, and he slowly opened the front cover.
Xiao Sun was quick and quickly stuffed the coffin in.
Immediately afterwards, the pickup truck made a bang, golden light flashed, and the body of the pickup truck was instantly covered with scriptures that even Cai Gen could not understand.
The flickering light and dark made this pickup truck, which was already on the verge of being scrapped, even more dilapidated.
No one expected this result. Was it Naqi who ate Muloluo or Muloluo who ate Naqi? Could there be something wrong?
"Naqi, are you okay? You're fine. Do you still have a tattoo?"
The engine started and ran at high speed for a long time before Naqi's answer came from the car.
"Amitabha, the poor monk is fine, let's set off."
The rhythm and tone are wrong. Could it be that Naqi has been brainwashed?
Cai Gen quickly got into the car and asked tentatively.
"Where to go?"
"Western Heaven."
"Uncle Xi, please speak nicely."
Cai Gen is hairy, everyone is hairy, is this Naqi?
"Who are you? Silly donkey, don't scare us."
Xiao Tianmao felt the most sensitive, and he couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was Naqi.
"Bitch cat, I spared your life just now, but you still dare to yell at me, Cai Gen, tell him to get lost."
Well, that's the right thing to say. Cai Gen felt relieved.
Xiao Tianmao was also relieved, no need for others to tell him, climbed along the car window to the rear compartment, and went to play with Shi Huozhu.
"Naqi, did you have any side effects from eating that thing just now?"
"What it can be, is just a little more poisonous chicken soup and a little more messy sentiments.
By the way, there are those scriptures that I can’t absorb, didn’t I draw them on the car?”
As long as you don’t have a bad stomach, Cai Gen signaled to Zhen Shuiyin, let’s drive on and let’s continue.
Zhen Shuiyin stepped on the accelerator and moved forward, and the pit of the car emitted the wail of stone fire beads.
Along with the wailing, there were also curses from the howling Tmall.
"I'll tell you to be mean-mouthed. I'll tell you to be mean-mouthed. If you can't imitate anyone else, imitate me.
Today, I will definitely get my unique skills back from you."
Wherever there is a cause, there must be an effect. The retribution of Shi Huozhu has come so soon.