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Although Cai Gen suddenly changed his words, which was a bit abrupt, Tong Aiguo still didn't take it to heart, and still followed his own ideas.

"Who said that I won't let you go, as long as you help me confirm it, I will let you go immediately."

Caigen began to scratch his head.

The situation in front of him is actually not complicated at all, kill him or fulfill him.

Killing him is to serve the Dafa of suicide, and he must be neat and tidy, and he will go home safe and sound, and there will be nothing to do.

But is it necessary?

They just killed a few slic-eared dolphins and raised a room full of monsters, and they didn't do anything harmful.

The most important thing is to be grateful for giving you so much money, holding your field, and being your first customer.

The customer is a little quirky, a little willful, a little naughty, and you just kill him?

It's not the way.

Cai Gen thought left and right, weighed the pros and cons, and decided to fulfill him.

"Just confirmation? Won't there be any after-effects? ”

Cai Gen's cautious appearance made Tong Aiguo really unbearable, why was it so inked?

"What have you been through when you've grown so big? Persecution paranoia?

Or do you watch too much movies and television? What can a single hair do? The hair can't be dried.

I've lived for more than a hundred years, what's the use of lying to you? We have no grievances.

Forget it, I swear to the first grandfather, just to confirm that I won't harm you, otherwise I won't be able to enter the ancestral grave. ”

Shouldn't it be thunder and thunder?

Could it be that not being able to enter the ancestral grave is the thing they care about the most?

Cai Gen believed his judgment at this time, and Tong Aiguo did not lie.

Carefully plucked a beard, got up and handed it to Tong Aiguo.

"If you don't have hair, you can have a beard, right?"

Taking the beard, Tong Aiguo didn't look at Cai Gen again.

"Actually, the blood is more accurate, and the beard is okay."

After speaking, the beard spontaneously combusted on Tong Aiguo's hand.

is not afraid of being hot, Tong Aiguo hurriedly put the burning ashes under his nose, inhaled the green smoke vigorously, and then, there was no more.

What is this test?

Can you trace the origin of the bloodline family inheritance by smelling it?

It's too child's play, isn't it?

After seeing Tong Aiguo smell the green smoke, there was no movement, is he analyzing something?

Cai Gen didn't dare to interrupt, just waited, waited.

Finally, Tong Aiguo showed a disappointed look on his face.

"It's true that there is only a quarter of Manchu blood, and your grandfather is not a big tribe up, and there is no inheritance.

Hey, Bai is happy...

You can be regarded as a shit luck, born with the colorless fire of the six ancestors.

Make good use of it, don't do evil and insult the six ancestors.

Otherwise, there will be a heavenly punishment. ”

With Tong Aiguo's disappointment, Cai Gen also became disappointed, is this the contagion of emotions?

Why don't you have a deep background?

Why is it so disappointing?

Hey, what can the younger generations do about the affairs of the ancestors?

After sighing together for a while, Cai Gen suddenly woke up.

Isn't it a good thing that what's wrong with you, it's okay?

Save Tong Aiguo and himself endlessly, and now you can completely dissociate yourself from the relationship, what is there to dissatisfaction with.

Besides, you've awakened the bitter gods, what bloodline do you want?

"Uncle Tong, don't worry, I will not do evil.

Now being a shared child is a good thing to accumulate virtue and do good.

There's nothing left for me, can I go? ”

Tong Aiguo's consistent line of thought is indeed difficult to reverse, and he can't hear anything he doesn't want to hear.

"A quarter is barely enough, but with this fire, you can get twice the result with half the effort.

The qualifications are poor, and the nature is not bad, but people are a little cowardly.

Make do with it, it's time for this, what else are you asking for?

Cai Gen, would you like to join shamanism? ”

Cai Gen was shocked by Tong Aiguo's words.

I was even more surprised than seeing the dismembered Piece-eared dolphin.

This is also the first time since I contacted Tong Aiguo that I asked Cai Gen's opinion, and I was flattered.

Cai Gen looked happy and couldn't stop nodding, this is a good start, this old man began to care about other people's feelings.

Looking at Cai Gen's happy appearance, Tong Aiguo also took it for granted.

I thought, look at this kid happily, he must be thinking that the ancestral tomb is smoking, and good things are coming.

"So, are you willing?"

"I don't want to."

"I don't want you to nod your head? What are you laughing at? ”

"I do."

"Would you like it or not?"

After Cai Gen's bad taste was fully displayed, he grasped the initiative to communicate with Tong Aiguo for the first time.

"I don't want to join the shamanism, nod and smile I do."

Why is this kid like this?

Tong Aiguo couldn't understand it, when he was in the old Huang calendar, he could be a grandfather at the age of almost forty, why was he still naïve?

What is there to fight about with a fast tongue?

"Then tell me, why don't you want to?"

"Then you tell me first, why do you want to?"

Tong Aiguo took a long breath and exhaled deeply before stabilizing his emotions.

"You may not have a proper understanding of shamanism, so you don't understand how rare this opportunity is.

Strictly speaking, your bloodline is not qualified, I have already made an exception, give you this opportunity, why don't you know how to cherish it? ”

Cai Gen looked indifferent, he really didn't feel that there was anything to cherish from the understanding, and quietly waited for Tong Aiguo to spit out lotus flowers.

"You know what? If you join me, you will be the master of the first generation, and whoever you meet will give you a little face. ”

It doesn't actually make much sense to blow it out so confidently.

Because Cai Gen doesn't know how powerful the first master is.

Or rather, what's the good of being that big take.

It's just a face, just kidding, Cai Gen cares about those false names?

It's like you saying to an illiterate old peasant, I'm going to award you the Nobel Peace Prize, it's a great honor.

It's strange that he'll take care of you.

If you tell him about the Nobel Prize, he will be happy, right?

What is the use of only talking about honor and not mentioning benefits?

It's a pity that Tong Aiguo just doesn't understand such a simple truth.

So he was very depressed, he was very puzzled, why Cai Gen was not attracted by this great honor?

If you don't understand or value what you value most, it's easy to feel angry and angry.

Tong Aiguo was a little annoyed and angry, gesturing with a small stone knife, trying his best to search for examples that could be corroborated.

Unfortunately, shamanism has been out of mainstream society for too long, and it is really not easy to prove it in a way that Cai Gen can understand.

"Cai Gen, I am a member of the Ma Jia clan, you have joined the shamanic religion, and you will become our person in the future."

Vest style?

Or is it Maza-style?

Is it worn or sitting?

Cai Gen stared at Tong Aiguo with ignorant eyes, expressing his incomprehension.

"Ma Jiashi, you don't know?

Okay, I'll mention you someone, Nurhachi, you know? ”

Cai Gen nodded, the years are not far away, the characters of three or four hundred years ago, Aixin Jueluo. Nurhachi.

"Before he became emperor, do you know what his name was?"