Fake Mechanic

"Human memory is like an unreliable hard drive, always forgetting this and forgetting that. Recalling over and over again, numbering each memory, is like trying to keep an old folder on a broken hard drive. Make a backup. There is only one file left in the memory that can be captured.”

Xiang Yu didn't expect Dong Fengren to express emotion at the beginning, as if he realized that the two people's theory of telling secrets as a story was a bit deceitful, so he made up for it on his own, talking like an old man in his dying years. Said that the perception of life ran out ahead of time.

He frowned slightly, "Your words sound familiar to me. It seems to be said by a man named Fushan. I remember that he also wrote a book, which should be called "Dragon in the South of the Yangtze River."

Dong Fengren didn't answer. Once the gates were opened, those stories would never stop. No matter what the people standing on the embankment pointed and commented, the waves aroused would just rush down with the water potential without stopping at all.

"A long time ago, there was a man who had seven brothers and sisters. Although they were not from the same father and mother, they were closer than real brothers and sisters. He thought that everyone would always be so close, but after a long time, because of some things, the relationship between the eight people Some rifts still arose, and they went to the southeast and northwest separately, even the two closest people couldn't be together in the end..."

"Wait, this is the story you want to tell?" The fat man interrupted Dong Fengren very rudely, his teeth were a little sore, and he didn't know if it was the aftertaste of the green apricot just now, or because the person in front of him was really not the one to talk. A great hand at the story.

Dong Fengren glanced at Xiang Yu with a half-smile, "You want to hear it, I'd like to say it, but that's all I can say, don't you think it's not specific enough?"

"I think being specific is already an extravagant request. It's fine if you say it vaguely, but you just... don't know what to say at all," the fat man became a little annoyed, feeling that Dong Fengren might be playing tricks on him, "I'm not boasting, With this weaving method, I can say that there are 1 different ones!"

With his hands behind his back, Dong Fengren seemed to agree with Xiang Yu's dissatisfaction, "That's right, it seems a bit amusing to you, and it's reasonable for you to be angry, so I'll add a name to these eight people."

Fatty became even angrier when he heard that, eight people, plus a name?Uncle, you must be teasing me, not like it!

But before he had time to say what he was complaining about, the words that Dong Fengren spat out between his teeth shocked him, and he immediately turned into a stone statue.

"The name Eight Buds seems to be quite appropriate."

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There are times in life where you think you're the one holding the rod and the carrot in control, waiting for the fish to bite, or guiding the donkey beneath you.

But at the moment of awakening, I found that I had been pierced by a fishhook, or had turned more than 7000 times around a stone mill.

From the moment the words Babuzhong were blown into his ears by the wind, Xiang Yu felt such a sense of frustration, and the words Wei said came to mind again.

I can't tell what's wrong, so I feel something is wrong.

The middle-aged man with only one arm in front of him is undoubtedly related to the Dragon Clan. Although he still doesn't know why he doesn't have a bloodline connection, the words Babuzhong don't just appear in casual stories.

The most important point is that Dong Fengren had previously acquiesced to tell the secret as a story, which means that what he said was not someone else's business!

He is one of the Eight Parts!

This inference rose slowly like a morning star in the darkness, illuminating Xiang Yu's whole heart, and also fixed him firmly in place like a little monster under the mirror.

The shock and surprise came too fast and too violent, and some were caught off guard.

So he just stared at the one-armed man standing under the apricot tree a few meters away in a daze. Very enjoyable groomer.

What is the concept of eight parts?

At the level of Pu Lao, a super monster who treats the entire planet as his couch, lives in seclusion in the deep sea and sea lungs for thousands of years without changing his breath!

Not to mention that two of the eight tribes were eventually honored as Yedi and Shuanghou, and 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. Standing in front of him alive?

No wonder I vaguely felt that something was wrong, but I just couldn't tell what was wrong. In fact, the other party deliberately made me aware of it.The fat man finally realized his enlightenment, and the chicken and dog ascended to heaven.

Because he was reincarnated from the blood crystal of the soul of Ye Fu, he got the blood inheritance of the old guy, and with the newly purchased Ye Di armor, he is indeed qualified not to take Mo Lewen, a ray of soul spirit, into his eyes.

Even if Mo Lewen is the current patriarch of the Ye Fiend clan, compared with the old guys of the Eight Tribes who don't know how long they have lived, he is like a one-year-old child who has just learned to speak and walk.

Ye Fu is dead, Nie Shuang is dying, and Pu Lao is hiding in the deep sea where a mech can be crushed into an iron plate. Fatty never thought that he would meet a big boss of Babuzhong's level so soon, but the fact is... He was hit in the head.

The middle-aged uncle with a broken arm in front of him hinted 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 in Brownian motion, and all kinds of thoughts are pouring in, breaking the threshold of the heart.

"Dong Feng from the ancient earth era...wouldn't it be you too?"

Ever since I learned from Pu Lao that the Babu people like to play role-playing games, and every time they must open cheats, they will not give up unless they leave a strong record in history. Fatty will now think of the Babu people. Thinking of all kinds of famous princes, generals, celebrities and beauties in the ancient earth era... You are all so frighteningly human. This kind of life is not called life, but cheating, okay?

Dong Fengren didn't answer, but the expression on his face already gave the answer.

Xiang Yu was a little frustrated, but when he thought of the living Babu people standing opposite him, he became excited again, and then became even more depressed... This cycle repeated, and the expression on his face became weird and funny.

I don't know what that guy Mu Yuehai is doing. Ever since he knew that he was his future brother-in-law, the last bit of respect for people who are extremely skilled in swordsmanship has disappeared. In Fatty's heart, he always calls that guy directly, and he doesn't care that the other party is older than himself. Aged ** years old.

If you count the previous life, you all have to call me uncle!

Of course, except for the real uncle in front of him.