Cai Gen looked at Zeng Tiejun who kept hitting the ground, feeling overwhelmed and hesitant.
Cai Gen felt that if he changed his position, it would be possible to do the same thing.
Is this called a destructive personality?
Or maybe Cai Gen doesn't know what it's called, or is it just a little willful?
If you grab my candy without caring about my feelings, then I will spit on the candy and neither of us will eat it.
Children usually think this way, it’s such a simple idea, but it’s not so cute when it’s an adult.
Holding the bone-cutting knife, there is no need to summon the butcher knife form. You only need to cut with a little force, and someone you know or don't know will come out to help you solve the problem.
As for the price, it has always been a thorn in Cai Gen's heart. He pretends that it doesn't hurt, and it won't hurt if he doesn't touch it.
Seeing Zeng Tiejun's crazy look and his heartfelt approval, Cai Gen was very scared.
If Zeng Tiejun was so desperate because of the power of despair, or maybe it was simply because of it.
So what will happen if you also absorb the power of despair?
When will he become like Zeng Tiejun?
When you are completely immersed in this unknown power?
Is it that every time I use the suicide method, I am walking towards Zeng Tiejun step by step and becoming Zeng Tiejun?
Cai Gen's mind was in a mess, and some things that he didn't want to think about before suddenly popped up at this time when he shouldn't have thought about them.
In fact, Zeng Tiejun's choice frightened Cai Gen.
I'm afraid that he will destroy this small city frantically, and I'm even more afraid that he will destroy himself.
Because Cai Gen saw his own shadow in Zeng Tiejun.
Fortunately, the red smoke and the Heavenly King's Curse that 100% exiles the soul appeared, ending Cai Gen's torture.
It doesn't mean that the problem is solved, but it helps Cai Gen avoid the problem unintentionally.
The soul is inevitably taken away from the body by the red smoke.
Cai Gen felt like a fish that had been hooked and was quickly pulled out of the water. He couldn't breathe, kept struggling, and fell into fear.
After a brief period of confusion, Cai Gen realized that the surrounding environment had changed.
This is a road, not an asphalt road, but a dirt road formed by people stepping on it for a long time.
There are trees on both sides of the road, trees without clothes.
Although it is tall, it cannot block the scorching sun because there is no bark or leaves, only bare trunks.
Cai Gen stood under the tree and didn't feel any shade. He was covered in sweat and felt very uncomfortable.
There are people walking around in a hurry, wearing very strange clothes. It is normal to not cover the body. Even if you wear full clothes, they are old-fashioned clothes of coarse cloth.
What era is this?
This is not how modern people dress.
Even the looks of passers-by are very unmodern.
They are generally sallow, thin, old-looking, and most importantly, very dirty, as if they haven't done any personal hygiene for a long time.
They were passers-by, but more like people fleeing the famine, dragging their families with them, and some pushing wooden wheels.
Cai Gen calmed down a little and looked at his clothes. Like others, he was in ragged clothes and didn't even have a package on his body.
I don’t know if this is a dream or if I have traveled through time. Let’s ask someone to find out.
There happened to be an old man with a hunched back next to him, walking slowly and tremblingly.
Looking at that wrinkled face, it's like the word experience is written on it.
"Uncle, what's going on?"
The old man was stopped by Cai Gen, and his reaction was a bit slow. It took a long time for his eyes to find focus, as if the long journey had consumed too much of his energy.
Looking at Cai Gen, his voice was hoarse and he spoke forcefully.
"What? What did you say?"
After saying that, he tried his best to straighten his waist and put his ear in the direction of Cai Gen.
How old are you to be deaf?
The clever Cai Gen suddenly thought that people in the past had poor food, sanitation and medical conditions, and their life span was not very long. Fifty years was considered too old.
Cai Gen raised his voice, leaned over thoughtfully, and shouted.
"Uncle, what's going on?"
This time the old man heard it, because his eyes flashed with wisdom, and he answered Cai Gen loudly and confidently.
"Fleeing from famine, this is running from famine."
Escape? Is it something to be proud of?
Is it necessary to be so confident?
"Why are you running away?"
Is it the war years, or is there some kind of monster?
Cai Gen always puts safety first, even when he is dreaming.
The old man pointed to the scorching sun above his head and said sadly.
"There's a severe drought, a hundred-year drought, and all the crops are dead.
All the active young people in the village have come out. If they don't flee the famine, they will all starve to death."
Oh, Cai Gen found two small details that were a bit excessive.
Severe drought means no rain, right?
So, it doesn’t rain for a hundred years, and there are still young people who can move. How profound is this?
Also, is this old man considered to be among the young people?
Cai Gen automatically ignored the drought and looked for another answer to his doubts.
"Uncle, you will live a long life this year."
The old man seemed to be lost in thought and did not answer for a long time.
Could it be that I am too old and need to reminisce?
Finally, under Cai Gen's eager eyes, he formally gave the answer.
"I am only twenty-eight years old."
Twenty-eight? Not a bicycle?
That’s twenty-eight years old?
Cai Gen was simply shocked by the old man. Some people believed him even if he said he was eighty-two.
You are so mature at the age of twenty-eight. What have you experienced in the past twenty years?
Then is it inappropriate to call him uncle?
While Cai Gen was confused, a middle-aged woman came over and helped the old man's arm.
"Uncle, let's go quickly, the road is still long."
Oh, Cai Gen understands, his title is correct, this uncle is an honorific title.
Since everyone is walking, just go with the crowd and stand still, looking a bit like a fool.
Following the old man, I still want to continue asking.
"Uncle, your body is very strong."
The old man didn't reply, but the woman next to him answered first.
"That's right, in our village, the uncle's body and bones are definitely among the top three in terms of toughness."
The judging criteria must be different from what I understand, so starting from fourth place, you will definitely have to sit in a wheelchair.
Cai Gen looked at this middle-aged woman carefully.
If you wash your face well and wash your hair, your appearance should be above average.
How could she fall in love with this old man?
Is it because he can be ranked in the top three?
Or there is really no choice?
The old man saw Cai Gen paying attention to women and began to declare his sovereignty.
"Young man, this is my wife, Thirty-eight Niang."
There is no surname here, only numbers. What does it mean?
I don’t know which dynasty this is, but Cai Gen is not good at classical Chinese.
Even if he knew which dynasty it was, Cai Gen was not good at history, so he wouldn't understand it.