At this point the program officially entered the traditional paragraph of "On Dreams".

Because the preparations were different in the previous work, the old job tasted different from others.

Moreover, Qin Mo's changes are particularly big, basically no longer the same as the original "On Dreams", but the scene is still set in Hell.

...

"The King of Hell walked out with a step!"

On the stage, Qin Mo continued, "I took a look and knelt down on the spot!"

"I'm scared!" Mr. Yu held out.

But looking at Qin Mo's expression, I was not afraid.

It was clearly a surprise, and I was screaming and blurted out:

"Master?"

"What?"

Uncle Yu suddenly shouted and stared at him, "What are you shouting at?"

"This, this..."

Qin Mo turned around and looked at Uncle Yu, then raised his hand to point to the front right, with a complicated expression, "No? Master! Why is this King of Hell the same as you!"

“Hahahaha~”

The audience laughed.

They guessed that they would use Mr. Yu to make a joke.

Just now, the Hall of Hell was described as a crosstalk stage.

"What's the same as me?"

Uncle Yu frowned, "Did you see clearly?"

"I..."

Qin Mo hesitated immediately, looked at Uncle Yu, then looked diagonally opposite, and his brows gradually frowned.

He said curiously: "Hey? It's not right!"

"That's wrong!"

"No, this King of Hell looks exactly the same as you except that he has no curly hair and a big beard!"

"What are you talking nonsense? How is that possible?"

Uncle Yu frowned and waved.

"It would be..."

Qin Mo's eyes rolled and he shouted tentatively at the front, "Old Master Yu?"

"Um?"

"Um?"

The two of them nodded at the same time.

But Qin Mo immediately imitated the King of Hell, looked up and down with suspicious eyes, and then said, "How do you know my surname is Yu?"

"Hahaha!"

There was a burst of hilariousness in the audience.

Is this really Mr. Yu?

Uncle Yu also smiled bitterly and said, "My dad?"

"grandfather!"

Qin Mo immediately became happy, and was very surprised, his hands and feet were flustered, pointing at his branches and trembling, "I! My master is Yu Qian! You are his father, he is your son, and I am your grandson!"

Uncle Yu was speechless: "This is really a relationship!"

"Children with yellow mouth, don't talk nonsense!"

But when Qin Mo looked slightly angry, he shouted in a deep voice, "How could I have a son wandering around the world? Don't slander me!"

"that is!"

"What a slander!"

Qin Mo looked anxious, "Look exactly the same, your surname is Yu, my master is Yu Qian, please recall me carefully, what I said is true, if you don't believe me, call him over and take a look..."

"Hey hey hey!"

Uncle Yu quickly interrupted him and raised his eyebrows and said, "Why are you still looking forward to taking me down?"

The audience below was happy.

Qin Mo quickly explained: "No, isn't this to help me prove it?"

"What is proven? What is there to prove?"

"Why don't he admit it?"

Qin Mo said anxiously, "I'm serious, you just called me to take a look... Don't talk nonsense, where do I have a son?"

As he said that, Qin Mo began to wink, and the movements of his facial expressions were particularly large.

This wink-eye way made the audience laugh.

Uncle Yu was stunned: "Hey?"

"I understand!"

Qin Mo slapped his chest, his face became clear, and he laughed, "I have a clear mind in my heart. I've grabbed the little braid of the King of Hell, hehehe! I see how you dare to interrogate me!"

"There is hope for this!"

"I'll try to judge me? I'll shake it out for you, so you can't even do ghosts! Double regulations!"

Looking at Qin Mo's gritting teeth.

Uncle Yu smiled bitterly and said, "Who are you scaring!"

"The King of Hell sat there: Is Qin Mo standing in the hall?"

Qin Mo was arrogant now and said tough, "It's me! It's me!"

"Wow, I'm sure I'm ready!"

"Do you know what sin you have committed? - I don't know! I have never done anything wrong in my life!"

"He's a good person!"

"Do you still need to come up with evidence?"

“There is evidence?”

"Don't believe it!"

Qin Mo waved his hand toughly, "I have never done anything immoral in my life before, and I have seen it!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The audience burst into laughter.

Uncle Yu also laughed and said, "I did it before!"

"Don't talk nonsense! Take his evidence and show him!"

"Really?"

"Twenty thick books!"

Qin Mo compared the thickness, one should be as thick as the Xinhua Dictionary. "It records my life, each book is 356 pages, and one book is one year!"

"Oh, so detailed?"

"The King of Hell brought it over: Do you want me to read it for you?"

"Read it!"

Uncle Yu smiled, looking expectant.

"I have to bear it to the end now! Let him recite!"

Qin Mo was still tough, turned his face and flipped the notebook, and began to recite: "Okay, let you give up. On January 14, 2020, Qin Mo and Guo Qilin's girlfriend, Diandian..."

"cough?"

Uncle Yu laughed out loud.

The audience burst into laughter:

"Hahaha!"

This is not over yet!
To be continued...