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Text Chapter 503 You have to call me uncle

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    "After all, human memory is like an unreliable hard drive. It will always forget this and that. Recalling it over and over again, numbering each memory, is like trying to reprint an old folder on a broken hard drive.  Make a backup. But the only memory that can be captured is that of a file." Xiang Yu didn't expect that Dong Fengren would sigh with emotion at the beginning, as if he had realized that the two of them had told the secret as a story.  The theory is a bit deceptive, so I try to make up for it on my own, like a waning old man speaking. Before anything is said, my life insights come out in advance.  He frowned slightly, "What you said sounds familiar to me. It seems to be said by a person named Fushan. I remember he also wrote a book, which should be called "Dragon in the South of the Yangtze River"." Dong Fenren did not answer. Once the gate was opened,  , those stories can no longer stop. No matter how the people standing on the embankment point and comment, the waves will only roll down with the water without stopping at all.  "A long time ago, there was a man who had seven brothers and sisters. Although they did not have the same father and mother, they were closer than real brothers and sisters. He originally thought that they would always be so close, but as time went by, due to some things, the relationship between the eight people  There was still some resentment, and they went to the southeast, northwest, and even the two closest people could not be together in the end" "Wait, is this the story you want to tell?" The fat man interrupted rudely.  Dong Fengren's teeth were a little sore, and he didn't know whether it was because the aftertaste of green apricots just now was still there, or because the man in front of him was really not a good storyteller.  Dong Fengren glanced at Xiang Yu with a half-smile, "If you want to hear it, I'm willing to say it, but that's all I can say. Do you think it's not specific enough?" "I think being specific is already a luxury. You  It's okay to say it vaguely, but what you just said is totally unclear." The fat man became a little angry and felt that Dong Fengnen was playing tricks on him. "I'm not boasting, but with this way of writing, I can say ten thousand things.  It¡¯s not like that!¡± Dong Fengren clasped his hands behind his back, seeming to acknowledge Xiang Yu¡¯s dissatisfaction, ¡°That¡¯s right, this seems to be teasing you, it¡¯s reasonable for you to be angry, then I¡¯ll add a name to these eight people.  Right." The fat man became even more angry when he heard that, eight people, one more name?  Uncle, you must be kidding me, it doesn¡¯t seem like it!  But before he could say anything, Dong Fengnen's words from between his teeth shocked him and he immediately turned into a stone statue.  "The name Babuzhong seems to be quite appropriate."     Sometimes in life, you will encounter such a situation. You think you are the one controlling the situation with a fishing rod and carrot, waiting for the fish to take the bait, or  Guide the donkey under him to move forward.  But when he woke up, he realized that his upper jaw had been pierced by a fishhook, or that he had circled a stone mill more than 7,000 times.  From the moment the three words "Babu Zhong" were blown into his ears by the wind, Xiang Yu felt a sense of frustration, and the words Wei said came to mind again.  I couldn¡¯t tell what was wrong, so I felt something was wrong.  The middle-aged uncle with only one arm in front of him is undoubtedly related to the dragon clan. Although he still doesn¡¯t know why there is no blood connection, the three words "eight tribesmen" are not something that will appear casually in gossip stories.  The most important point is that Dong Fenren has already acquiesced in telling secrets as stories, which means that what he is talking about is not other people's business!  He is one of the eight tribes!  This inference slowly rose up like a morning star in the darkness, illuminating Xiang Yu's entire heart and locking him in place like a little monster under a mirror.  The shock and surprise came too fast and violent, and I was a little caught off guard.  So he just stared blankly at the one-armed man standing under the almond tree a few meters away, with a complex expression on his face like a man who woke up early on the second day of his wedding and found that the bride on the bed was a man, and he seemed to have been there last night.  The groom enjoyed himself very much.  What is the concept of the Eight Tribes?  A super giant monster of Pulao¡¯s level, who uses the entire planet as his bed, lives in seclusion in the deep sea for thousands of years without changing his breath!  Not to mention that two of the eight tribes were eventually honored as the Night Emperor and the Frost Queen. They treated human beings like test-tube babies when they were whimsical. They played with you for a few days when they were happy, and uprooted them when they were unhappy. There was actually such a thing.  Standing in front of him alive?  No wonder I vaguely felt something was wrong, but I just couldn¡¯t tell what was wrong. In fact, it was simply because the other party deliberately made me aware of it.  The fat man finally had a great enlightenment, and the chicken and dog ascended to heaven.  Because he was reincarnated in the blood crystal of the Night Fiend Soul, he received the blood inheritance of the old guy, and he also acquired the newly acquired Night Truth Battle?, he is indeed qualified not to pay attention to Melewen, who has a ray of soul.  Even though Melewen is the current leader of the Night Fury clan, compared with the old guys like the Eight Tribes who have lived for who knows how long, he is like a one-year-old child who is just learning to talk and take steps.  The Night Fury is dead, Nishuang is about to die, and Pulao is hiding in the deep sea where a mecha can crush it into an iron plate. Fatty never thought that he would be able to meet a big boss like the Eight Tribes so soon, but the fact is that  Give him a blow to the head.  The middle-aged uncle with a broken arm in front of him hinted at his identity with a "story" that was so simple that it could be described as crude.  At this moment, Fatty¡¯s heart is like a particle undergoing Brownian motion, with all kinds of thoughts coming in one after another, breaking through the threshold of the atrium.  "Dong Feng from the ancient earth eracouldn't it be you?" Since I learned from Pulao, all the eight tribes like to play role-playing games, and they must open the golden finger every time, so as to leave a strong mark in history.  He is not willing to give up until he makes a record. Now when Fatty thinks of the Eight Tribes, he will think of various famous princes, generals, ministers, celebrities and beauties from the ancient earth era It turns out that you are all not human. This kind of life is not called life, it is called life.  Is cheating okay?  Dong Fenren did not answer, but the expression on his face already gave the answer.  Xiang Yu was a little frustrated. When he thought about the living Eight Tribes standing opposite, he started to get excited again, and then became even more depressed As the process went on and on, the expression on his face became weird and funny.  I don¡¯t know what that guy Mu Yuehai is doing. Ever since he found out that he is his future brother-in-law, the last bit of respect he had for the person who was extremely good at swordsmanship has disappeared. In the fat man¡¯s heart, he always calls that guy directly and doesn¡¯t care that the other person is older than him.  Eight or nine years old.  Counting past lives, you all have to call me uncle!  Of course, except for the real uncle in front of me.
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