Xiao Lynx felt that it was not suitable to speak again today, there may not be a pit anywhere, and he couldn't get out of it, so he closed his mouth tightly.

The rest is the professional advice provided by Xiao Sun and Xiao Shui.

"Third uncle, according to the degree of cherishment, that coffin is rarer and more valuable."

This is a more rational analysis, and Cai Gen doesn't understand it, so he must listen.

Zhen Shuiyin also followed Xiao Sun's words,

"The world of Muloro is relatively remote, and it is a plant-dominated world, and after being annexed to the west, it has become a resource exporting country.

The general resources are very ordinary and have no special value, but the boxes made by the Muloro people, or coffins, are very rare.

Not every Muloro person can make a box, this needs to be cultivated from an early age, reciting the scriptures and reciting the Buddha, and having a pious heart to be qualified to make a box. ”

Cai Gen understood, similar to the world of Kinara, they were all colonies in the west, but the resources exported were different.

Cultivated since childhood, brainwashed day after day, and finally washed into 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 precious, but every time it is opened, it is a bit costly.

That's a black-eyed spirit in his twenties.

People open the box and hang a string of keys, but I open the box and hang a string of oracles?

"So, can this password be changed? Does it have to be scripture? ”

Xiao Sun didn't know, Zhen Shuiyin didn't know, and in the end, he had to say it, because only he knew.

"Master, it's not like the password can't be changed. It's the kung fu that requires terrazzo.

You need to be in close contact with him every day, preferably by sleeping in it, and teaching him about materialist values every day.

Slowly wash his brain into what you want, and then what the password is, it's up to you. ”

This depiction is very detailed, and Xiao Lynx should not be nonsense, so there will be a picture that Cai Gen does not want to see.

Cai Gen, lying in the coffin, talks with the coffin every day when he sleeps, and does ideological work.

"Xiao Sun, it's confirmed, feed that Mu Luo Luo to Naqi, go ahead."

Zhen Shuiyin saw that Cai Gen was so arbitrary, and hurriedly stopped it.

"Brother Cai, think about it again, this Muloro box is really rare."

After being thundered by the fantasy picture just now, Cai Gen has already made up his mind to practice cremation for so many years, who wants a coffin?

On top of that, there were more than 20 black eyes inside, which was really embarrassing.

Seeing that Xiao Sun may not be very reluctant, he didn't move, Cai Gen got out of the car and came to the coffin.

Now it's not so much a coffin as a drawer, the lid is completely open, and no one closes it.

I felt that someone had walked to the side, and the coffin also emitted a soft golden light, shining the warmth and peace inside, and posing very attractively.

Is it possible to take the initiative to show yourself?

Express to outsiders, I'm rare, I'm very comfortable here, come on, come in, you're welcome.

I have a drunken gold fan here, I have a bright future here, I have a bright future here, and I am a harbor for your soul.

Cai Gen's brain surrendered in an instant under these beautiful temptations, which was what he dreamed of.

All the good things that I have been asking for are in that coffin, do you want to go in and lie down for a while?

Lie down, and no one will die, besides, isn't the coffin just a dead person?

Step by step, step by step, step after step towards the coffin, Cai Gen's eyes were full of expectation.

When he walked into the coffin with one step away, Xiao Sun got out of the car, ran over and kicked the coffin away, stopping Cai Gen.

"Third uncle, what's wrong with you? Is this fascinating? ”

The sudden change made Cai Gen wake up suddenly, his willpower was too weak, and if he was a little better, he would go on the road.

"No, I just want to see what kind of demon he can do, immerse yourself in the experience, you didn't kick it badly, did you?"

Xiao Sun's foot was really strong, and the coffin fell down at once, but it fell very unnaturally, from standing upright to lying on its side, and the coffin mouth was still facing Cai Gen, making a silent call.

Cai Gen quickly turned around and turned his back to the coffin, this thing is indeed quite evil, more attractive than Yuzao.

"Hurry up, hurry up and feed Naqi, the left side of the door, too pitiful people."

Seeing that Cai Gen had already made up his mind, Xiao Sun summoned his doppelganger, carried the coffin together, and walked to the front of the car.

The fork appeared again, and Na Qi didn't open his mouth, very resistant.

Cai Gen had no choice, so he began to do Naqi's ideological work again.

"Uncle Na, just let that cheap cat go."

Na Qi did not move.

"Think about it, if you eat him, who will you kick in the future?"

Naqi remained still.

"Keeping him a cheap life, you can keep torturing him all the time, isn't it better than giving him a painful pleasure?"

Naqi still didn't move.

"You taste it well, you taste it carefully, if you eat him, you have him, he has your pattern, is that acceptable?"

Finally, this last point made Naqi a little disgusted, and slowly opened the front lid.

Xiao Sun was agile and stuffed the coffin into it as soon as possible.

Immediately afterwards, the pickup truck banged, the golden light flashed, and the body of the car was instantly crawled with scriptures that Cai Gen couldn't understand.

flickering and dimming, rendering this pickup, which is already on the verge of scrapping, is even more tattered.

No one expected this result, whether Naqi ate Mu Luoluo, or Mu Luo ate Naqi, did something go wrong?

"Naqi, are you alright? Okay, but still have a tattoo? ”

The engine started, and it was running at high speed for a long time before Naqi's answer came from the car.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is fine, let's go."

The rhythm and tone are not right, is Naqi brainwashed?

Cai Gen hurriedly got into the car and asked tentatively.

"Where are you going?"

"West Heaven."

"Uncle Xi, you talk well."

Cai Gen is hairy, everyone is hairy, is this Naqi?

"Who the hell are you? Don't scare us, silly donkey. ”

Xiao Lynx felt the most sensitive, and he couldn't recognize whether it was Na Qi in front of him.

"Cheap cat, spare your life just now, you still dare to yell at me, Cai Gen, let him go."

Well, that's right, Cai Gen is relieved.

Xiao Lynx was also relieved, and didn't use what others said, climbed to the back bucket along the car window, and went to play with the stone fire beads.

"Naqi, I ate that thing just now, there are no side effects, right?"

"What can there be, it's just a little more poisonous chicken soup and a little messy feeling.

By the way, and the scriptures that can't be absorbed, haven't I drawn them all on the car? ”

It's good that you haven't eaten a bad stomach, Cai Gen motioned to Zhen Shuiyin, drive, let's continue.

Zhen Shuiyin stepped on the accelerator and moved forward, and there was a wail of stone fire beads from the inside of the body.

Accompanied by wailing, there is also the scolding of the howling cat.

"Let your mouth be cheap, let your mouth be cheap, who you don't learn well, you learn from me.

Today, I will definitely get my stunt back from you. ”

There is a cause and there must be an effect, and the retribution of the stone and fire beads will come so soon.