The Local Lazy Man System

"it is good!"

"Brother-in-law is mighty!"

"Dad is the best!"

"Brother Ye is amazing!"

"Haha, I finally saw Degdubayar surrendering on his own initiative!"

"Unfortunately, I didn't see Degdu Bayar being beaten and lying on the ground!"

"That's right, that's right, brother Ye is too kind to bear to be cruel."

"It's a pity that I didn't see the situation of Degdu Bayar, otherwise it would be really great!"

...

As soon as Degdu Bayar voluntarily conceded defeat, the onlookers cheered excitedly.

What makes Liu Qingqing and the others feel strange is that the people in this tribe are more excited than themselves, and some people are even dissatisfied, wishing Ye Rongrong would beat Degdu Bayar to the ground.

This is really strange, isn't it?

Could it be that Brother Degdu Bayar is not very popular in the tribe?

No, after two days of contact, everyone thinks that Brother Degdu Bayar is very nice, and he has a very harmonious relationship with the people in the tribe.

It can even be said that the relationship between people in this tribe is very harmonious.

"I lost to Brother Ye, and I was convinced. Brother Ye, what kind of kung fu did you use just now? Why do I feel that the strength in your hands is limp, and you have no strength at all, but I still follow your movements uncontrollably!" hand back and forth?"

Degdu Bayar ignored the "gloating" of those people in the tribe. When these people wrestled with him, they were knocked down by him. This is just a psychological imbalance. Degdu Bayar is more concerned about "Brother Ye "What kind of moves did you use to give yourself the feeling of power on the cotton.

Just now Degdu Bayar lost inexplicably, until now, Degdu Bayar didn't understand how he would lose.

"Tai Chi!"

Ye Rongrong said softly.

This "Tai Chi Chuan" was one of the skills that Ye Glory first drew, but he used it less and less later on. Today's competition just happened to be useful.

"Tai Chi? How powerful is Tai Chi?"

Degdu Bayar was a little surprised.

Although Degedu Bayar lived in the ancient Mongolian prairie and had never experienced Tai Chi, but Degedu Bayar had heard of "Tai Chi".

"Tai Chi", "Tai Chi Sword", "Tai Chi Palm" and other Tai Chi kung fu, in Degdubayar's view, are all old men's and old ladies' health-preserving kung fu, which are fancy but not useful.

I never thought that this "Tai Chi" would be so powerful. In a real fight, no matter how much strength I had, it would be useless. Although the opponent's hands didn't seem to have much strength, I could completely restrain myself.

Thinking that most of the old men and women in the city know how to do "Tai Chi", Degdubayar's face turned green.

Cooperating with the number one master in this tribe, he can't even beat those old men and women who practice Tai Chi in the city?

"Haha, brother Ye, you are a good guy, I respect you a bowl of wine!"

"I also offer Brother Ye a bowl of wine!"

People on the grassland respect the strong, and Ye Rongrong defeated the strongest warrior in the tribe so easily, which made all men, women and children in the tribe respect him even more.

Many men on the prairie toasted Ye Rongrong with wine.

Most of the nights on the grassland belonged to men. After singing and dancing, Liu Qingqing and the women in the tribe went back to rest in their tents. Ye Rongrong and the men in the tribe were still drinking and eating meat by the campfire.

"Uncle Ai Yan, where can we find Tianma on the Gumeng Prairie?"

After drinking a bowl of wine with Shaman Ai Yan, Ye Rongrong asked him.

Ye Rongrong naturally remembered his task of taming the Pegasus.

But in this vast ancient Mongolian prairie, where can I find this celestial horse? You can't fly around like headless chickens.

This Aiyan shaman is the most knowledgeable and mysterious existence in the tribe of Kaluke Banner. Ye Rongrong thinks that he may know something about Tianma.

"Pegasus?"

Shaman Ai Yan looked at Ye Rongrong strangely and asked, "Are you going to find Tianma?"

"Ok,

I have heard many legends about Pegasus, so I want to see Pegasus. "

Ye Rongrong nodded and said.

As for the "lazy system task", that is naturally something that cannot be said to others.

"I'm afraid you will be disappointed. I have lived on the Gumeng Prairie for more than 70 years, and I have never seen a Tianma. At most, I have heard that someone has seen a Tianma. Over the past few years, there have been more and more people visiting the prairie, and this herd of wild horses has rarely been seen, and no one has ever seen a Tianma."

"Of course, someone may have seen it, but we just don't know."

Shaman Aiyan said.

This day horse is the most powerful horse on the prairie, and it is the pride of the prairie.

It's a pity that in the vast prairie, there are so few people who have seen Tianma, that now this Tianma has become a legendary existence.

"Where can I find this pegasus?"

Ye Rongrong asked hurriedly.

This is what Ye Rongrong is most concerned about.

"I don't know about this. Tianma is too rare. Basically, they live in inaccessible places. If there are still Tianma surviving on the Gumeng Prairie, it should be near the Daxue Mountain. It is very dangerous and inhabited. It is rare, and only those who live in that area will not be discovered by people."

Shaman Ai Yan narrowed his eyes and thought about it.

"thanks!"

Although there is a little less information, Ye Rongrong is still very satisfied. At the very least, he knows that if he wants to find this Pegasus, he must go to a place close to the snow-capped mountains.

Although the Gumeng prairie is very large, there are only a few snow-capped mountains, and the scope of the search has been greatly reduced.

...

With the lesson from last time, Ye Rongrong didn't dare to get himself drunk this time, and when he was almost drunk, Ye Rongrong got up and told everyone that he was sleepy and was going back to sleep.

This time, no one is pulling Ye Rongrong to fight for wine anymore. After all, Ye Rongrong's drinking capacity yesterday left a deep impression on everyone.

Who dares to compete with him for wine, isn't that just making yourself uncomfortable?

The sound insulation effect of the ancient yurt is very poor. As soon as he walked not far from the ancient yurt, Ye Rongrong, who has amazing hearing, heard his daughter giggling.

...

"The boss said: In this case, the throne is mine, because I am the laziest son, and when I lie down to sleep, if anything falls into my eyes, I don't bother to wipe it out, even if I can't close my eyes." On, I'll still go on sleeping."

The second son said: "Father, the throne should pass to me, because I am the laziest son. When I sit by the fire to keep warm, even if the fire burns to my toes, I don't bother to put my legs back."

The third son said: "Father, this throne is mine, because I am your laziest son. If I am going to be hung up, the rope is already around my neck, and someone puts a sharp knife in my mouth." If you want me to cut the rope, I would rather be hung up than raise my hand to cut the rope.”

The father heard this and said: "You are the most suitable candidate, and you should inherit the throne."

...

Although it was a bit vague, Ye Rongrong probably guessed that his wife was telling Dudu the fairy tale "Three Lazy Men".

My daughter is very happy to hear it now.

Hearing his daughter's silver bell-like laughter, Ye Rongrong felt a sense of happiness in his heart.

Maybe this is fatherly love!

When I was young, every time I heard my father tell me a story, and I laughed happily, my father also felt this kind of happiness in his heart, right?

It's a pity that when I grow up and study, I no longer like to listen to my father's stories, and even despise the stories he tells are wrong, which are too different from the books.

As everyone knows, as a person who has not studied for a day, my parents have put in so much effort to tell these stories to themselves.

They are illiterate and cannot understand the stories in the books. They must ask others for advice, rely on their personal memory to memorize the story, and tell it to their children, just to make their children happy.

But I disliked that the stories my parents told were incorrect, and I didn't want to listen to them anymore.

Thinking about it now, Ye Rongrong's heart is full of regret.

If time could be turned back, Ye Rongrong would definitely say to his parents, "My son really wants to hear your stories."

It's a pity that even if Ye Rongrong has the ability to reach the sky now, he still doesn't have the ability to turn back time and listen to his parents telling him stories.

Under the night sky, Ye Rongrong stood silently for a while. After sorting out his emotions, Ye Rongrong walked to the door of the ancient yurt and whispered: "I'm back!"

"Dad is back!"

There was a happy beeping sound from inside.

When Liu Qingqing opened the door of the Gumenger, Ye Rongrong followed Liu Qingqing into the Gumenger, just in time to see Dudu lying on the bed laughing, rolling back and forth from time to time, messing up the quilt very messy.

"Dudu, what are you so happy about?"

Seeing his daughter so happy, Ye Rongrong's mood immediately improved a lot.

"Dad, Mom just told me several funny stories!"

Little Dudu slid down from the bed, with a smile on his face, and jumped towards Ye Rongrong excitedly.

Ye Rongrong quickly bent down and picked up Xiaodudu.

Every time he goes home, the two hugs that Ye Rongrong looks forward to the most, one is the hug of his wife, and the other is the hug of his child.

The daughter's sweet and joyful smile is definitely the most beautiful existence in the world.

"Dad, you stink!"

Little Dudu was hugged by his father, sniffed his father's face, and then said in a low voice.

"Smelly? Where does it stink?"

Ye Rongrong hugged his daughter and sniffed it suspiciously, but he didn't feel any smell on his body.

"It stinks, it stinks! Dad has a bad nose and can't smell it."

Dudu said immediately.

"Husband, Dudu said you stink of alcohol."

Liu Qingqing reminded with a smile.

This person drank alcohol, and the smell of alcohol came out of his mouth. The more he drank, the worse the odor became.

That's why people like to call alcoholics "stinky drunks".

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