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Before the song "Naughty Boy Tour" is sung, I can tell you the result first: Brother Xiaohu was defeated first.

It's not just the conspiracy of the stars, but also the bad luck of Brother Xiaohu, in the dark, the result seems to have been determined. She lost, and that's a sure thing - because just before the end of the song, little Guagua jumped on her hand, and she instinctively retracted her hand and broke the foul!

Actually, it's not terrible to lose, with a Laipi skill like Brother Xiaohu, you can find relief in Xiaogua Gua or Xingxing, but she broke the rules, and even she was very surprised by this unconscious move, and she couldn't speak, this is really a terrible thing!

The most terrifying thing is that she has to rack her brains to tell a story - "I can't tell a story," Brother Xiaohu said awkwardly, "I never tell a story。。。。。。 ”

"You're lying!" said Xingxing angrily, "A big liar, wouldn't he make up stories to deceive people?! This is simply a big lie!!

It stands to reason that the best thing in the film should be to make up stories。。。。。。 But Brother Xiaohu seems to be an exception。。。。。

"No matter what you say," Brother Xiaohu said with his hands on his hips, "I just don't know how to tell stories!"

"Do you want to pay the bill?!"

"I don't want to pay off, but I just don't know how to tell a story!"

Huoxing said angrily, "When you were by the river, it was wonderful to make up that story。。。。。。 ”

Brother Xiaohu smiled: "That's purely for self-entertainment, who knows that it attracted you。。。。。。 ”

"Then you can tell that story again~~•" Yan Xingxing smiled.

"Do you really want to hear it?" said Brother Xiaohu, "I came up with it the night before when I couldn't sleep, and I was happy in loneliness。。。。。 ”

"Forget it~~~" Tao Xiaozhi sighed and said, "Then you can come up with another story!"

Brother Xiaohu smiled: "Because I'm not lonely tonight (with you as a companion, plus the service of barbecue to the hungry, who is still lonely), I only think about those boring stories when I am lonely。。。。。 I won't tell other stories。。。。。。。 ”

A prodigal son does have many stories and thinks about many stories, but when it comes to telling them, there is really no way to talk about them。。。。。

"Don't you tell the story of 'the monk and the temple'?"

"No!"

"What about the story of the tortoise and the rabbit?"

"Nor will it!"

"Then tell your own story!" said Sakusa laughed.

"Your own story?" "Brother Xiaohu looked at the stars, as if he couldn't remember who he was.

"That's right!" said Yan Xingxing, "You should have experienced a lot of stories since you were a child, can you share these stories with us?"

Brother Xiaohu was silent, looking down at his footing, thinking about how to take his own step.

Is the story of a liar a sad wandering or an evil path of crime?

"My story," Brother Tiger said quietly, like a mosquito cry, "will you believe it。。。。。。 ”

Even she herself doesn't have the confidence to say it, will others understand its authenticity?

"Scammers sometimes tell the truth。。。。。 Tao Xiaozhi smiled and quoted her "famous saying".

Huoxing said: "It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, the important thing is to relieve boredom。。。。。。 ”

Willing to gamble and lose, this is an eternal truth, and you can't rely on it, so Brother Xiaohu has no reason not to talk about it.

"Okay!" said Brother Xiaohu, "the sun is going to set, and the sky is going to rain—this can't be stopped。。。。。。 Then I will invite myself to present you with the best story of the evening!"

The applause, thunderous, like a slap in the face, brought Xiaohu* into a desperate situation。。。。。

Brother Xiaohu thought for a while, cleared his throat, and smiled: This story is purely deceitful, if there are similarities, don't take it seriously, laugh ~~~~ (In laughter, I laughed so much that I was embarrassed, as if there were vegetable leaves on my front teeth。。。。。。 ）

I, Brother Little Tiger, came from a family of hunters, proficient in hunting all kinds of martial arts, and have dealt with jackals, tigers and leopards since I was a child, and I am a veritable king of the forest。。。。。

My father. He called himself a "crane hermit", but he was not a hunter, because he was very dissatisfied with his grandfather's absolute tyranny at home, so when he was ten years old, he ran away from home and wandered around the demon world, and lived a very chic life.

My grandfather said that he was swallowed alive by wolves, and since that day, he has been nagging about this sentence all the time.

But my father came back, with the title of "Hermit of the Crane", and brought back my pot-bellied mother, and that was when he was twenty-nine years old.

Dad said he was tired, so he went home.

Grandpa said that it was because he was tired that he ran away from home.

Whether I'm tired outside or tired at home, I still haven't figured it out, so I asked my dad for advice.

Dad said that he was tired outside because the world was cold, dark and filthy, and he was tempted and lost, and another important reason was that women were his tiredness. It is said that my father is a master of "color hunting" and "stealing hearts", very popular with women, so it is very troublesome, and tired at home because for a prodigal son like him, this ordinary life will simply wipe him out, and he has to be tired!

But when he went home, did he accept the tiredness?

It would be impossible.

So, he left us and went wandering - he jumped off a cliff!

Whether he is dead or not, we don't know, and we can't find his body, but I know that he will never come back, will not go home again.

Perhaps, he has found his "home".

Tired outside, tired when home, and wanting not to be tired, there's nothing better than jumping off a cliff!

Before jumping off the cliff, my father left me a book called "Evil Legends". He said that if I want to practice some "evil kung fu" in the future, I must first understand this book thoroughly before I can sublimate people's minds to a completely new level。。。。。 He said that this book, which he compiled on the basis of the experience and ideas of those famous and unfamous first-class masters who had practiced "evil kung fu", was very popular in the rivers and lakes, and in order to obtain it, he had been hunted down for decades, and many bloody tragedies were born because of it, and so on. But this is not a "martial arts cheat", it is just a theory, and it has no value, so I put it in a jar, dig a hole under my bed, and bury it。。。。。。

My dream since I was a child was not to be a brilliant hunter who would be in awe of the beasts, but to be a prodigal son, but not a very "tired" prodigal son like my father, but a prodigal son who was unrestrained and free!

Of course, I also inherited my father's genetics of "color hunting" and "heart stealing", and tried my best to surpass him!

(No wonder she is so "sexy", it turns out that there is genetic)

To surpass my father, I had to go out and wander, and I could have the will in my heart when I was nine years old!

But before I ran away from home, something happened that forced me to go out and wander - my family lived in the foothills, because of the heavy rain for three days and three nights, there was a landslide, my house was buried, and my family was buried alive, but at that time I happened to be ordered by my grandfather to pick some herbs, because my mother was sick from the rain, and she was very sick.

When I got back to my home, I couldn't even find the roof of my home.

Of course, the so-called "Evil Legends" about evil kung fu ideas is even more impossible to find.

After I had to run away from home, I had to be a prodigal son, wandering everywhere, going everywhere (restaurants, brothels, casinos, etc.), seeing everyone, going through a lot of stories, and gradually I became a little bit more capable of "anything", such as deceiving people.

Deception was not inherited from my father, it was purely a personal hobby to pass the time of boredom.

But I've always loved the forest and the alluring aroma of beast roast, so I love wandering in the forest!

Ah~~~ There is no better place in the world than the forest - here the grass is shady, the trees shade the sky, the birds are singing, the monkeys are flying, the elephants are dancing, the mosquitoes are playing the flute, and more importantly, the game here is hungry and broken, the aftertaste is endless, and it will never be forgotten!!

(What a hymn to the forest!)

But, unfortunately, I met you in this happy world because my face was beaten into the shape of a roasted pig, several front teeth were lost, and I almost died under the knife and stick for roasting a deer!

(Huoxing glared angrily, and Tao Xiaozhi smiled bitterly)

But that's not entirely a bad thing, because tonight's roast tiger meat also made me suffer in vain!

Thanks, this is the end of my story, but I don't want to go on because I want to 。。。。。

(Brother Xiaohu tore a few pieces of tiger meat and stuffed it into his mouth, obviously, this is what he wants to say)

Just give a little applause, don't be too polite~~~~ Hehe~~~~~ thank you~~~~