Chapter 412 Fat but not greasy
Seeing that the white fire was about to go out, Cai Gen quickly pulled the arm of the mummy again,
This time, he didn't let go and kept pulling.
The white fire in the mummy's eyes brightened again, and he stretched out his withered arms and placed them on Cai Gen's shoulders,
"Thank you. If I hadn't caught you, I would have fallen again."
Seeing the mummy reaching out, Cai Gen let go of his hand and took the initiative to grab a bone stick. It was really uncomfortable.
"What state are you in now? Resurrection? Possession? Mummy? Living dead?"
The mummy looked at the fog around him with a resentful tone,
"This spiritual energy is an addictive poison. The more I smoke, the more I can't stop. I'm just too greedy.
I am not considered alive now, I can only be considered as existing. ”
So philosophical, does it exist?
Between life and death, it mainly depends on the definition of life and death. This needs to be explored from multiple dimensions,
Does not breathing count as death? Does cardiac arrest count as death? Is the loss of consciousness considered death?
Different species must have different concepts of life and death, right?
Just think about it briefly, give up decisively, and stop taking it seriously. It's useless.
Cai Gen couldn't find his partner, and he didn't know where the pond was. He finally found a local, so he had to ask for directions.
"Um, please ask, how far is it to the Dichi in that direction?"
At the mention of the underground pool, the mummy trembled unconsciously,
"I originally came to find the pool, but when I got here, I couldn't walk any further. I absorbed too much spiritual energy and my body couldn't hold it.
Then I felt like I was so incompetent. I obviously had countless spiritual energy, but I couldn't absorb it. I felt so wronged.
Finally, I was so frustrated that I fell to the ground and couldn't get up. ”
This situation is more consistent with what Hu Xiaocao and the others said. Looking at the distance, Cai Gen would not know even if he went several kilometers deep.
If this guy can go this far, he must be considered a powerful person, right?
"What's your name? How long have you been here?"
The mummy lit up with white fire, as if it was sensitive to something,
"Who am I? I'll scare you to death if I tell you. I'm known in the world as the champion grappler in white. I spit in the waves."
What? Why did you even register your name? Cai Gen is surrounded by people, and he is still known as Jianghu?
If the crackdown on gangs and evil doesn't catch you, you're just hiding here to take advantage.
The expected surprise and admiration did not appear on Cai Gen's face, which made Langli Pao very unwilling. He emphasized again,
"Langli spat, haven't you heard? Have the world forgotten me?"
In the arena he mentioned, does practicing grappling also require spiritual energy? Cai Gen briefly analyzed it, recalled the martial arts novels he had read in the past, and felt something was wrong,
"Master Lang, how many years have you been here? What kind of mental method do you practice that still requires spiritual energy?"
The white fire in Lang Lipu's eyes flickered a few times. He rejected Cai Gen's question and asked,
"What do you call this little brother?"
Cai Gen thought a lot. He didn’t have the momentum to sign up directly. He might as well make up a random nickname.
"I am, I am, Shi Gao Ximen Anxin Bento will be on call at 12 o'clock for meal delivery, Cai Gen."
Sure enough, the longer name is more bluffing, and other Langlihuo didn't understand it, but Shi Chen did, and he felt like he could do something awesome all day long,
"Master Cai, I have admired him for a long time." I have admired a hammer for a long time. It is really hypocritical. He has been dead for so many years and he is still so hypocritical. Cai Gen didn't even bother to say anything about him and quickly got to the point.
"Master Lang, do you know which direction the pool is?"
Langlihu nodded with the mummified head, indicating that he knew, as if he was planning something in his heart, and spoke slowly,
"I know the direction. The place where the spiritual energy is stronger must be the underground pool."
This involves sensitivity. Cai Gen feels that all the mist now is the same. It's so thick that you can't see your fingers. Where is it considered thick and where is it not?
"Well, Mr. Lang, can you point it out for me?"
Lang Lipu struggled with the few remaining dried muscles, trying hard to show an embarrassed expression,
"Why?"
Hey, this grandson even got it, Cai Gen felt disgusted for a while, I don’t think you have a beautiful body, and I can still talk to you. This is the greatest gift, right?
"Then, tell me, why can you show me the way?"
After Cai Gen said this, he felt a little regretful. In such a thick fog, even giving directions was useless. It was difficult to find the direction. It was best to take him there, but why should he lead himself?
Although Langlipu is certainly not a modern person, as long as he is a person, his thinking patterns are similar. Take a look at the pleats and it’s time to express his appeal.
"Actually, when we first meet, I have a small request, and then I will take you to the ground pool."
Cai Gen thought about it, this was not greedy, it was just a small request, and he quickly answered,
"Hero Lang, tell me, I can definitely help you if I can do it."
Langlixiu still said unhurriedly,
"It's not a big deal. I just think your body is a bit special. Can you give it to me?"
When Cai Gen heard this, he thought, "This grandson has nothing to hold back. He is still thinking about his two hundred kilograms of meat. Do you know how much it costs to maintain this body of fat?"
How many days and nights, irregular living, and overeating have accumulated wealth? Do you want it?
"It's not impossible to give it to you. Please tell me first, what's special about my body?"
Seeing that Cai Gen was not panicked and was still consulting with himself, Lang Lipu was a little surprised,
"Your body is very fat. It's just right, fat but not greasy. It's eye-catching."
These are not human words. Cai Gen was a little impatient and decided not to talk nonsense with him.
"Okay, there's nothing good about my health. My cholesterol and blood pressure are high, so I won't harm you. I won't show you the way. I'll find it myself. I'll see you later."
With that said, Cai Gen turned around and left, not wanting to deal with this Langli Pao anymore.
However, how could Lang Lipu let go of this only opportunity? He had a big plan in mind, how could he give up so easily? He grabbed the bones of Cai Gen's shoulders and climbed onto Cai Gen's back, his limbs like Like a rope, it entangled Cai Gen,
"Cai Gen, I want to leave now, but it's too late. Just give me your body."
Just give it to you if you say so? How to give it? Soul-possessing? Possessed?
Cai Gen was a little panicked when Lang Li Tu's body was entangled, and he started to pull Lang Li Tu's limbs with his hands.
But the mummy was tied tightly to Cai Gen like a rope, and it couldn't break free no matter how hard it was.
This won't work. If the soul is stopped by this wave, it will lose consciousness. How to go down there?
Cai Gen also got angry and threw himself to the ground hard, landing on his back every time, hoping to shake off the waves on his back.
The white-clothed champion grappler really lived up to his reputation. His grip was so tight that he wouldn't let go even as the frame hit the ground.
No matter how hard Cai Gen crushed him with his weight of 200 kilograms, Langlihuo was very stubborn and tenacious and remained unmoved.
(End of chapter)