Cai Gen looked at Zeng Tiejun, who was constantly smashing the ground, and his heart turned over and overturned, and he hesitated.

If you do a transposition, Cai Gen thinks, it is possible to do the same thing.

What is this called a devastating personality?

Or what's it called, Cai Gen doesn't know, or is it just a little willful?

If you rob me of the candy and don't care about my feelings, then I spit on the sugar, and none of us will eat it.

Children generally think like this, it's just such a simple idea, but if you change it to an adult, it's not so cute.

Holding a bone chopping knife, there is no need to summon the butcher knife form, just a little hard cutting, and a person who knows or doesn't know will come out to help you solve the problem.

As for what the price is, it has always been a thorn in Cai Gen's heart, pretending not to hurt, and not to hurt if he doesn't touch it.

Looking at Zeng Tiejun's crazy appearance, as well as his heartfelt identification, Cai Gen was very frightened.

If Zeng Tiejun was because of that desperate power, he was so extreme, or simply.

So what will happen to oneself, who also absorbs the power of despair?

When will it become like Zeng Tiejun?

When you are completely immersed in this unknown power?

Is it that every time he uses the Dafa of suicide, he is walking towards Zeng Tiejun step by step and becoming Zeng Tiejun?

Cai Gen's mind was very messy, and some things that he didn't want to think about in the past all popped up when he shouldn't have thought about it the most.

It was Zeng Tiejun's choice that frightened Cai Gen.

I am afraid that he will destroy this small city in a frenzy, and I am even more afraid that he will destroy himself.

Because, Cai Gen saw his own shadow in Zeng Tiejun.

Fortunately, the red smoke, the 100% exiled soul of the Heavenly King curse appeared, ending Cai Gen's torture.

It's not that the problem was solved, but that he helped Cai Gen to escape the problem without subjective will.

Inevitably, the soul was carried away from the body by the red smoke.

Caigen felt like a hooked fish, quickly pulled out of the water, unable to breathe, constantly struggling, falling into fear.

After a brief period of distraction, Cai Gen noticed that his surroundings had changed.

This is a road, not an asphalt road, but a dirt road formed by people who have been trampled on for a long time.

On both sides of the road, there were trees, trees without clothes.

Although it was tall, it could not stop the scorching sun, because there was no bark or leaves, only a bare trunk.

Cai Gen stood under the tree, and he didn't feel any shade, he was sweaty and greasy, and he was not refreshing.

There are people in a hurry all around, dressed very strangely, and it is the norm to not cover the body, and even if they are fully worn, they are coarse old-fashioned clothes.

What era is this?

It's not a modern person's dress.

Even the appearance of passers-by is very unmodern.

Generally yellow-skinned, old-fashioned, and most importantly, they are very dirty, as if they haven't done personal hygiene for a long time.

said that it was a passerby, more like a deserter, dragging his family with his mouth, and some pushing a wooden cart.

Cai Gen eased his nerves a little, looked at his clothes, and like others, he was in tattered clothes, and he didn't even have a package on his body.

I don't know if this is a dream or a crossing, so let's find someone to inquire.

There was a hunched old man next to him, walking slowly and tremblingly.

Looking at the buried, wrinkled face, it was like writing two words of experience.

"Uncle, what's going on?"

The old man was stopped by Cai Gen, his reaction was a little slow, and his eyes took a long time to find focus, as if the protracted rush had consumed too much of his energy.

looked at Cai Gen, his voice was hoarse, and he said hard.

"What? What do you say? ”

After speaking, he tried to straighten his waist, and his ears were in the direction of Cai Gen.

How old is this, just behind the ears?

The quick-witted Cai Gen instantly thought that people in the past had poor food and health care conditions, and their life expectancy was not too long, and fifty was considered old.

Cai Gen raised his voice, leaned over intimately, 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 the famine, this is escaping the famine."

Flee from famine? Is it something to be proud of?

Is it necessary to be so confident?

"Why did you run away?"

Could it be the war years, or is there some monster?

Cai Gen always puts safety first, even if he is dreaming.

The old man pointed to the hot sun above his head and said bitterly.

"It's a great drought, a hundred years of drought, and the crops are dead.

The young people who were able to move in the village all came out, and if they didn't flee the famine, they all had to starve to death. ”

Oh, Caigan found two small details, a bit excessive.

The big drought means that it doesn't rain, right?

So, it hasn't rained for a hundred years, and there are still young people who can move, how deep is this?

Also, is this old man also considered a young man?

Cai Gen automatically ignored the drought and looked for an answer to another doubt.

"Uncle, you have a long life this year."

The old man seemed to be lost in thought, and did not answer for a long time.

Is it because you are too old and need to reminisce?

In the end, under Cai Gen's eager eyes, the answer was officially given.

"Twenty-eight years old."

Twenty-eight? Not a bike?

That's twenty-eight?

Cai Gen was simply shocked by the old man, saying that he was eighty-two and some people believed it.

Twenty-eight years old, what has he experienced in the past 20 years?

Isn't it a bit inappropriate to call him uncle?

Cai Gen was vague when a middle-aged woman came over and grabbed the old man's arm.

"Uncle, let's hurry up, there's still a long way to go."

Oh, Cai Gen understood, his name was right, this uncle is an honorific title.

Since everyone is walking, let's go with the crowd and stand there a bit like a fool.

Following the old man, I still want to continue to ask.

"Uncle, your body is very powerful."

The old man didn't reply, and the woman next to him answered first.

"That is, in our village, the uncle's body and bones are definitely in the top three."

There must be some deviation from what I understand the judging criteria, so from the fourth place, I definitely have to use a wheelchair.

Cai Gen took a closer look at the middle-aged woman.

If you wash your face and your hair, you should be able to look average.

How could she fall in love with this old man?

Is it because he can be in the top three?

Or is there really no choice?

The old man saw that Cai Gen was paying attention to the woman, and began to declare his sovereignty.

"Young man, this is my wife, thirty-eight mothers."

There are no surnames, only numbers, what does it mean?

I don't know which dynasty this is, Cai Gen is not good at classical Chinese.

Even if you know which dynasty it is, Cai Gen is not good at history, so he won't understand.