Chapter 897 Ma Jia’s lineage
Although Cai Gen's sudden change of words was a bit abrupt, Tong Aiguo still didn't take it to heart and continued to follow his own ideas.
"Who said I won't let you go? As long as you confirm it for me, I will let you go immediately."
Cai Gen started scratching his head.
The situation in front of me is actually not complicated at all. Kill him or help him.
To torture him to death would be to use the suicide method. It would definitely be neat and tidy. He would go home safe and sound, and nothing would happen to him.
But is it necessary?
They just killed a few dolphins and raised a house full of monsters. They didn't do anything harmful to nature.
The most important thing is that I gave you so much money, favored you, and became your first customer. You must be grateful.
If a client has some quirks, willfulness, or naughtiness, will you punish him to death?
That's not the way to go.
Cai Gen thought about it, weighed the pros and cons, and decided to grant him.
"Is it just a confirmation? Will there be any side effects?"
Tong Aiguo couldn't stand Cai Gen's cautious look. Why was it so ink?
"What have you experienced when you have grown up like this? Are you suffering from persecution and paranoia?
Or have you watched too many movies and TV shows? What can a hair do? I can’t even dry my hair.
I have lived for more than a hundred years, what’s the use of lying to you? We have no grievances or grudges.
Forget it, I swear to the great master, I am just confirming that I will not harm you, otherwise you will not be able to enter the ancestral grave. ”
Shouldn't it be a lightning strike?
Is not being able to enter the ancestral grave the most important thing for their lineage?
Cai Gen believed his own judgment at this time, Tong Aiguo did not lie.
He carefully pulled out a beard, stood up and handed it to Tong Aiguo.
"Without hair, a beard is fine, right?"
Taking over the beard, Tong Aiguo didn't look at Cai Gen again.
"Actually, blood is more accurate, and beard is just fine."
After saying that, the beard spontaneously ignited on Tong Aiguo's hand.
Not afraid of being burned, Tong Aiguo quickly put the burning ashes under his nose and inhaled hard on the green smoke, and then nothing happened.
What kind of inspection is this?
Can you trace your bloodline and family inheritance just by smelling it?
What a child's play, you actually rely on smelling?
Seeing that after Tong Aiguo smelled the green smoke, there was no movement. Could it be that he was analyzing something?
Cai Gen didn't dare to interrupt, he just waited and waited.
Finally, Tong Aiguo showed a disappointed look on his face.
"It is true that there is only a quarter of the Manchu blood. Your grandfather was not a big tribe and has no inheritance.
Oh, what a joy for nothing.
You are just lucky enough to be born with the Sixth Patriarch’s colorless fire.
Make good use of it, don't do evil and insult the Sixth Patriarch.
Otherwise, there will be divine punishment. ”
As Tong Aiguo became disappointed, Cai Gen also became disappointed. Is this the contagiousness of emotions?
Why don’t you have any deep background?
Why do you let people down?
Hey, what can the descendants do about the ancestors' matters?
After sighing together for a while, Cai Gen suddenly woke up.
What's wrong with me? Isn't it a good thing that it doesn't matter?
Don't worry about Tong Aiguo having to deal with him forever. Now he can completely cut off the relationship, so he doesn't have anything to be dissatisfied with.
Besides, you have awakened the God of Pain, what more blood do you want?
"Uncle Tong, don't worry, I will definitely not do evil.
Sharing children now is a good thing to accumulate virtue and do good deeds.
That has nothing to do with me, can I go? ”
It is indeed difficult to change Tong Aiguo's consistent thinking. He will not hear anything he does not want to hear.
"A quarter is barely enough. With this fire, you can do twice the result with half the effort.
His qualifications are somewhat inferior, but his nature is not bad, but he is a little timid.
Let's do it, it's already this time, what more do you ask for? Cai Gen, are you willing to join shamanism? ”
Cai Gen was shocked by Tong Aiguo's words.
It was even more surprising than seeing the dismembered dolphin.
This is also the first time that Cai Gen has been asked for his opinion since his contact with Tong Aiguo, and he is simply flattered.
Cai Gen looked delighted and kept nodding. This was a good start. This old man began to care about other people's feelings.
Seeing Cai Gen's happy look, Tong Aiguo also took it for granted.
I thought to myself, seeing how happy this kid is, he must be thinking that there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and a good thing is about to happen.
"So, are you willing?"
"I don't want to."
"Why don't you nod your head if you don't want me to? Why are you laughing?"
"I do."
"Are you willing or not?"
After Cai Gen's bad taste was fully unleashed, he took the initiative in interacting with Tong Aiguo for the first time.
"I don't want to join shamanism, but I do if I nod and smile."
Why is this kid like this?
Tong Aiguo couldn't understand. In the old days, he was already a grandfather at almost forty years old. How could he still be childish?
If someone speaks quickly, what's there to argue about?
"Then tell me, why don't you want to?"
"Then tell me first, why are you willing?"
Tong Aiguo took a long breath and exhaled deeply before calming down.
"You may not have a correct understanding of shamanism, so you still don't understand how rare this opportunity is.
Strictly speaking, your bloodline is not qualified. I have made an exception. Why don't you cherish this opportunity given to you? ”
Cai Gen looked indifferent. From a cognitive point of view, he really didn't feel that there was anything to cherish. He quietly waited for Tong Aiguo to spit out lotus flowers.
"Do you know? If you join my team, you will be the leader under the first generation. Everyone you meet will give you some face."
Blowing it out with such confidence actually means nothing.
Because Cai Gen didn’t know how powerful the first generation grandfather was.
In other words, what are the benefits of being a big boss?
Just to save face, just kidding, would Cai Gen care about those false reputations?
Just like you say to an illiterate old farmer, I want to award you the Nobel Peace Prize. This is a great honor.
It's strange that he would care about you.
If you tell him about the Nobel Prize money, he will be happy, okay?
What's the use of bragging to the heavens if you only talk about honors and don't mention benefits?
It's a pity that Tong Aiguo just doesn't understand such a simple truth.
So he was very depressed and confused. Why was Cai Gen not attracted by this great honor?
If the things you value most are not understood or valued, you will easily become angry and angry.
Tong Aiguo became a little angry. He gestured with the stone knife and tried his best to search for supporting examples.
Unfortunately, shamanism has been separated from mainstream society for too long, and it is really difficult to prove it in a way that Cai Gen can understand.
"Cai Gen, I am from the Ma Jia clan. If you join Shamanism, you will become ours from now on."
Waistcoat style?
Or Maza style?
Wear it or sit on it?
Cai Gen stared at Tong Aiguo with ignorant eyes, expressing his confusion.
"Ma Jiashi, you don't know?
Okay, let me tell you about someone, Nurhachi, do you know? ”
Cai Gen nodded. It wasn't that long ago. Aisin Gioro Nurhachi was a figure from three to four hundred years ago.
"Do you know what his name was before he became emperor?"
(End of chapter)