"What kind of story is this?" Silly Star thought as he gritted his fingers.

In the eyes of silly stars, stories like fairy tales and myths can be regarded as so-called "stories".

Brother Xiaohu shrugged his shoulders and said: "My story is so bland, there is no wonderful plot."

"That's not 'your story'," Tao Xiaozhi said with a smile, "It can only be said to be 'your father's story', because most of the plot of the whole story is inseparable from your father."

"But," said Yan Xingxing with a smile, "the story is very plain, but it is very touching, especially the feat of the Venerable Father jumping off the cliff...... Simply out of the ordinary"

As he spoke, he wiped the tears from his eyes.

"It's not touching at all!" Brother Xiaohu's masseter muscles throbbed, "I've always hated my father!"

Why?

Brother Xiaohu continued: "Because he left me and my mother alone......

"But you treat him like an idol...... "Yu Xingxing wondered.

Tao Xiaozhi said: "Maybe he doesn't belong to this world at all." ”

A person's spiritual realm is out of the orbit of human beings or above them, and he lives in another world, for example, a saint or a madman.

"Don't talk about that!" Brother Xiaohu smiled, "Keep playing the game, don't ruin our happy atmosphere"

With someone who can't tell a story, can the game go on?

"Shall we play something else?" said with a smile, "What do you want to play?"

Everyone was thinking, but apart from games like "Eagle Catches Chicken", it didn't seem like there was anything better.

"If there is wine," Little Tiger sighed, "there will be a lot of games to play......"

With wine, you can guess boxing, shake dice, etc., there are really many games, but the most important thing is that you can temporarily cover up your sadness, because Brother Xiaohu has just had a sad past in his head, and he is about to wash it with wine!

Wine is such a good thing! You can't do without it when you're happy, and you can't do without it when you're sad, but how much time do you have to carry other feelings in life besides happiness and sadness?

Boredom, or whatever, all of them need to drink, that's a drunkard's business.

Brother Xiaohu doesn't say it, but when he says this, it really makes everyone "sigh", only sighing.

If there were so many "yes", there wouldn't be so many people wishing for meteors.

"If you want to drink, isn't this easy?"

There was a desolate voice from the depths of the woods, but it came from nowhere, and there was no human figure around within the range of the lampshade of the stone lamp!

But they didn't panic much, because things like this are no longer new today, and with the previous experience, it's a little difficult to think about it!

"How easy is it?" Brother Xiaohu casually threw this sentence into the darkness.

"Just say your wish to the wishing tree and he will grant you, especially a kind child like you"

"Old Dragon," the four exclaimed in unison.

"Haha" I saw an old pine tree trembling, "boom, boom", and the bird's nest on the top of the tree came from the sound of chattering birds, yes, it was the old dragon!

Yan Xingxing bit his index finger and smiled, "Do you really conjure up wine?"

"Of course you can!" the old dragon stroked his beard and laughed, "When did I lie to you?"

This had to make them embarrassed, and even Brother Xiaohu was ashamed of himself

"If you can do magic," Brother Xiaohu sneered, "will you still rob our roast deer?"

The old dragon smiled: "I won't change the roast deer, but the wine is barely okay!"

"Really?" Even Tao Xiaozhi was asking similar nonsense.

"Don't you believe it?" asked the old dragon with a smile.

Yan Xingxing and Tao Xiaozhi raised their hands, while the remaining two people shook their heads and sighed, two to two, true and false are actually mostly in this ratio.

"Alright then!" said the old dragon's "deputy" in waves, a little proud, and a little weird, "close your eyes and silently chant 'Good old wine is coming', and after I say it three times, the wine fairy will be attached to you!"

And they complied, quite simply, with a big jar right in front of their eyes!

The old dragon smiled: "I didn't lie to you!"

Does the old dragon really do magic?

In fact, the principle is very simple, because there is just a jar of wine in the "wine cellar" of the old dragon.

In fact, magic is also this kind of trick to hide people's ears, who dares to say that the old dragon can't do magic?

The old dragon smiled: "This is my 'daughter red', which has a history of fifteen years, that kind of wine, I don't know if I don't open it, and I really smell it and get drunk when I open it!"

The old dragon was right, as soon as the dusty lid was opened, the strong aroma of wine leaked faster than the light, and suddenly it shrouded the surroundings like fog!

When Brother Xiaohu smelled the wine, his personality and ability to pat the horse volatilized, faster than the spread of the smell of wine: "I can't imagine that your old man is really a master in the winemaking world, it is even more attractive than the beauty of the national fairy......"

Wine and color are sometimes really inseparable, and they can't be separated, which is really subtle!

The old dragon was very comfortable to be photographed, so he naturally felt a little less "bad" towards Brother Xiaohu, and said with a smile: "This is not true at all! Everyone who has tasted my wine knows that feeling."

"It's just a dance of the tongue!" Brother Xiaohu added first.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh, it seemed that this phrase was becoming more and more popular.

Yan Xingxing curled his hair and looked at Tao Xiaozhi with a red face and said, "No, this feeling is similar to first love."

Everyone couldn't help but laugh again, but with a little more bitter smile.

Most girls have such "naïve and romantic" thoughts, and it makes sense to think of "first love", while boys may probably think of two other words: first night!

In order to break this short-term embarrassment, Tao Xiaozhi took the lead in asking: "Old Dragon, how did you find us?"

The old dragon laughed and said, "This is not difficult, the bonfire, the smell of roasting and laughter, you can be found by any clue!"

"A smart tree man like you," Brother Tiger's horse came again, "You don't even need to open your pants to know what color we are~"

The old dragon smiled: "I really don't know this!"

"However, there is a problem you must know," Brother Xiaohu said solemnly, "it is the whereabouts of the roast deer!"

Or the question of roasting deer, why does Brother Xiaohu always remember it?

But, then again, what the hell happened to that roast deer?