At this point, he suddenly cleared his throat, coughed a little, and then, deliberately raising his voice, as if he were saying to the bearded man, and as if to everyone else around him, he said, "Listen, this second sentence I am going to give you, in fact, if someone tells you not to lift a clever and mischievous child into the air, then you must not think that person is talking nonsense to you."

He smiled mysteriously, and then said, "I think now you must be curious to know why? If you will take me down, then I will tell you why? Of course, this is also the third sentence I want to give you, and this third sentence is the essence of these three sentences, which gathers the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, and if you listen to the first two sentences and do not stop this third sentence, I think you will regret it, and you will definitely regret hitting your head against the wall.

However, the bearded man was still counting his toes with his head down, and there seemed to be nothing more fun in the world than counting his own toes.

He didn't seem to hear what Ding Dang was saying, or even if he did, he was just thinking he was farting.

Ding Dang suddenly laughed, at this moment, if the bearded man was willing to raise his head to look at his smiles, he would probably be surprised to find that he was doing the stupidest thing in the world, if he knew how stupid he was doing, he would definitely hit his own head on the ass of others.

Ding Dang was still smiling and said: I know that if you can't hear this third sentence, you will definitely not put me down, okay, okay, since it is difficult for Hades to persuade the ghost who seeks death, then I will fulfill you, when you die, don't tell Hades that I didn't persuade you.

Speaking of this, he took a deep breath, let his heartbeat be as smooth as possible, and then said very seriously: As for this third sentence, I can use Sage Confucius, Dharma Ancestor, Shakyamuni, Taishang Laojun and the name of the four old people, it is so dazzling, so unfathomable, so intriguing, so rich, even a hundred times more than all the wise sayings of Lao Tzu, Zhuangzi, and Confucius, now, in order to prevent you from being too surprised and fainting after hearing this, so, before listening to this sentence, please be mentally prepared in advance, as for whyBecause you may be devastated and depressed by this, because in the face of this sentence you seem so small, so vulnerable, alas, I say Uncle Beard, now please pluck out your ears, concentrate all your attention, and listen carefully to the third sentence I have given you, if someone tells you that you hold a clever and mischievous child in the air, and deliberately do not let him go to the toilet, he will not pull you, will not pee on your head, then you will spit in his face。

As soon as the words fell, Ding Dang jumped onto the bearded guest's shoulder as if he was playing a trick, and one foot stepped on one side of the shoulder in the shape of an arched bridge, and no one could see clearly how he broke free from the bearded guest's pincer-like iron hands, and how he jumped onto the bearded guest's shoulder, anyway, he felt that in a flash in front of his eyes, Ding Dang had already broken free from his hand, and then stood on his shoulder.

Before the onlookers could fully recover their senses, they saw Ding Dang, who was standing on the shoulders of the bearded man in the shape of an arched bridge, suddenly pulled down his pants up to his knees, and then, as soon as the sluice gate opened, he fired a cannon at the bearded guest's head, thin, thick, squeal, and smelly, and fell down like a storm, and then, only to hear the bearded man "plop" and fall to the ground.

He was neither pointed nor knifed.

If you want to ask him how he fell, hey, stupid, if you were pulled with such a head of and spilled such a head of urine, you would also be smoked.

Seeing this, the crowd of onlookers waiting to see the show immediately burst into laughter.

Huang Lao Er laughed even more outrageously, almost laughing at his heels, he had already reminded the bearded guest not to provoke this little master, he just didn't listen, hum, now I know it's amazing.

Even Mr. Strange, who had a serious expression, couldn't help laughing, and in the laughter, he couldn't help but look at Ding Dang, but where was the shadow of Ding Dang in the crowd.

No one knows where he suddenly went.

No one knows exactly how he got there.

And the pony that had been tied to the stake in front of the door was gone, and all that was left in the air was the yellow sand in the sky, and the sound of metal hitting each other, clanging, clanging.

It's a bell.

The bells are jingling.

Now that he had eaten and drunk enough, and had played tricks on people half to death, Ding Dang was bored again, and rode his little pony and melted into the twilight of Yellowstone.

The night gradually deepened, the wind gradually became stronger, and the sand flying in the sky increased, and if you were not careful, you would pour a mouthful of sand, gray-headed and gray-faced, like a ghost, but Ding Dang looked very excited, as if he felt that this was the most beautiful place in the world.

He grew up in Yellowstone Town, and the wind and sand here seem to take good care of him, and never want to wreak havoc on him, not to mention, he seems to have fallen in love with this place.

Ever since he learned to walk, he had learned to roam around the town of Yellowstone, and everything here was so familiar to him that he knew even which mother mosquito had just become pregnant and which mouse had just gone missing.

Although he would have gone crazy every day with these familiar things, he would have gone crazy if he had been someone else, but he could find new feelings from these familiar things every day, and get pleasure from these new feelings.

Yellowstone Town is not very big, but there are a lot of people coming and going, and there are new faces almost every day, murderers, lewd thieves, thieves, robbers, head catchers, dart heads, called Hanako, and the king of the mountain.

And Ding Dang's greatest pleasure is to deliberately talk to these people, brag, cheat money, learn crafts, exchange experiences, show off his legs, have fun, and look at him angrily when he first met, but after three glasses and two glasses of light wine, he has already begun to hook up with others and climb up to friendship.

He seems to have been born with the talent of being familiar with people, no matter who he is, he can make good friends with others without saying three words.

Some of his best friends even think that if you throw him into the ocean, he will be able to become good friends with the great white shark and not be eaten.