"I, Mr. Huang, are inseparable from gambling and drugs!"

"Go home! Don't make this a joke! What if someone really takes it seriously and goes to report it? It's rare to have such an interesting fat tiger to make us laugh."

…

Not long after, Wu Hu laid the trap, ran to the forest a hundred meters away, and carried the rattan basket that he had placed here before.

Then he took out the coconut whose juice he had drunk, smashed it on a sharp and raised stone, dug out the coconut meat, and scattered it around the trap.

Then he broke open another coconut and drank it, scooped out the coconut flesh and scattered it around.

Finally, Wu Hu found some dry leaves, put them in two coconut shells, and then placed the ten wild eggs in the coconut shells.

Finally, he picked up the dead pheasant and put it in the rattan basket.

"Okay, pack up, go home, and have chicken stewed with mushrooms in the evening."

Wu Hu said, drinking and singing, and accidentally almost hummed "The chicken is so beautiful".

Fortunately, Wu Hu came back to his senses in an instant, controlled the overwhelming surge of thoughts, and did not steal Xu Kun's famous song, otherwise he would have really sinned.
Chapter completed!