The bowl rack is more than one meter high, and a floral curtain is fixed with pins on the edge of the lower half.
The red and green old calico is very thick and opaque, so you can't see what's inside at all from the outside.
After opening the floral curtain, there is a two-layer grid inside. Since it is on the balcony, the lighting is very good, and the things inside are very clear.
There were a few white porcelain bowls and a few white porcelain plates in the lower compartment. There was even a goblet for drinking red wine. It was dusty, as if it hadn't been used for a long time.
In the upper grid, there is a cutting board. The color is very dark and you can’t tell what its true color is. Maybe it’s because it’s dirty.
On the cutting board, there is a stone knife. It is not very sharp, it can be said to be a bit blunt, as if it was ground by stone, and it also has red and green blood stains.
The handle of the stone knife was wrapped with red thread, and two threads extended from the inside, tightly wrapping around the things on the cutting board.
There are two patch-eared dolphins. It is not accurate to say that there are two because they are not complete.
The dolphin was tied up with red threads in circles, unable to escape. Its limbs had been cut off by stone knives, leaving only its trunk and head, struggling feebly.
This is the scene that keeps repeating in Cai Gen's mind. It's not that it's bloody, it's just really weird.
Let’s just say that there was a patch-eared dolphin in this city that slipped through the net, but why did Tong Aiguo catch it?
Besides, how could he see it and dismember it cruelly?
What is the origin of this Tong Aiguo?
Could it be said that when you reach a certain age, you must have a side that is unknown to others?
After a fierce ideological struggle just now, Cai Gen did not admit that he saw the dolphin, and he didn't know if Tong Aiguo could believe it.
If the patch-eared dolphin acts as a monster in his house, Cai Gen might want to help clean it up.
The reality is that the patch-eared dolphin is a delicacy on people’s chopping boards.
In this situation, it's better not to meddle in other people's business, and it's your duty to be a service provider who shares your children.
After living for forty years, how come you never noticed that this small city is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers?
Could it be that there are relatively few normal ordinary people, and I was just lucky in the past and did not encounter all these strange things?
No, I have nothing to do with good luck.
My mind was in a mess, and when I looked at the traffic lights, I looked like the flower cloth covering the ears, and I almost didn't run through the red light.
Due to his absent-mindedness, he actually missed the community at Shigao Ximen and arrived at the entrance of the bank before Cai Gen realized what he was doing.
Just when I was about to turn around and walk back, I looked up and saw Mother Ling Zi smiling half-smiling.
You've seen it all, but it's not good if you don't say hello. She's not smiling in her work clothes, right?
They are all such elderly people. I wonder if she and Tong Aiguo are the same.
It would be funny if there was a red sunset.
I don't know where Cai Gen's brain twitch came from, but he was instantly amused by his own thoughts.
"Lingma, you are very good."
Lingzi's mother didn't understand why Cai Gen was giggling, so she nodded slightly when she heard the greeting.
"Well, I'm fine. Are you here to care for the elderly?
Why are you so distracted? Riding a bicycle like this is very dangerous.
If there is a traffic accident, the fun will be great.
Reincarnated as a god of suffering, he ran a red light illegally and was run over by a big car. The three worlds were shocked."
This joke was not funny at all, and Cai Gen's face immediately turned ugly.
It is said that big people follow their words. This spirit child mother has a big background. She won’t come true when she says it, right?
"Okay, spirit mother, don't curse me. If it comes true, I will definitely come after you."
Looking for a back account?
Want to find Ling Zimu’s back account?
Mojiuge and Honglei were lying on the ground and were about to get up. Cai Gen really didn't take their brothers seriously.
But as soon as they raised their heads, the iron tea jar hit them face to face, making the two brothers instantly calm down and no longer having any thoughts.
"Is your business going smoothly? Is the market prospect good?"
How do you say this?
Although it opened today, and Tong Aiguo paid half a year's fees in advance, from a business perspective, it's pretty good.
However, if you take into account the tattered dolphin with broken limbs and its inconsistent personality, this customer is a bit troublesome.
Cai Fen didn't follow the principle of asking if he didn't understand anything, and after referring to the virtues of the people in his store, he decided to ask the spirit mother.
"Lingma, I want to ask you something. If it's convenient, just say it. If it's not convenient, forget it."
With that said, Cai Gen stood up the battery car, took out a cigarette, and lit it for Ling Zimu.
Looking down at the longing eyes of the two brothers, he also gave two cigarettes to the one lying on the ground.
Mother Lingzi smoked calmly and nodded slightly.
"Well, you ask, I'll tell you what I can."
This is a good attitude, and Cai Gen is very satisfied.
"Spiritual Mother, do you know about shamanism?"
Ling Zimu's eyelids twitched. In her small world, there was no shamanism.
This shamanism is a native sect in the human world, and she didn't know about it until she came here.
"I know a little bit, not a lot. It's quite ancient and very mysterious."
Cai Gen was very happy to know that some people were definitely better than his own misunderstanding.
"I heard that Chuma Xian and shamanism are not the same thing, so why are they lumped together?"
Ling Zimu took a puff of her cigarette and organized her words so that Cai Gen could understand them at least.
"Actually, it's not the same thing.
You can think of Shamanism as an old listed company, but it has been stricken and is about to be delisted.
After Jiejiao was expelled from the industry, he was a bit left behind. He always wanted to go public, but he was not strong enough to go public independently.
Therefore, those remnants of shamanism borrowed the shell of shamanism and entered the capital market and circulated in the market.
That’s probably what it means, can you understand it?”
Cai Gen's eyes widened when he understood the two things he didn't understand.
This mother-in-law has a wide range of interests, and she knows more about the capital market than she does.
"I almost understand, so what's the essential difference?
Is it basically integrated, or are they basically two different paths?"
Ling Zimu took another drag on the cigarette, this one was quite heavy, leaving only a cigarette butt. Cai Gen quickly refilled the cigarette, this time ignoring the two brothers on the ground.
"It is said that shamanism is so old that it is almost reaching its end. It should be the descendants of ancestral witches.
At that time, there was no Jie Jiao Chan teaching Buddhism in the west.
It was an era when the world was full of spiritual energy and all forces were flourishing and growing barbarically.
Shamanism worships ancestral witches, national gods, ancestor gods, and of course, some natural gods.
The method of casting spells is also to invite gods, use oneself as a medium, control the weather, predict, dream interpretation, astrology and connect yin and yang.
As for the Immortal who came out to find his younger brother Ma, we can only say that the remnants of the Jiejiao sect borrowed the techniques of shamanism after the spiritual energy of heaven and earth dried up.
It's just a side detail, just trying to imitate the cat and the tiger.
I don't know the more details.
It's just that authentic shamanism is relatively rare and hard to come across now, and most of them are those who are just trying to make up for it.
