Born in Nanshan, he always lives in Zongheng, on the way to the left of Daoguan. In August, the heat is very hot, Zongheng has new rules, and the monthly tickets are fiercely fought, and he rises and falls. But he is worried about food and thirsty for food, and he is full and warm. Once he was in Zongheng, he was proud all his life, and entered the book.
Cong smells the fragrance of books. Who knows. But fear, cut off suspicion. Pick up your eyebrows leisurely. There is power from all directions. I walk on the leaves to patrol the mountain, never leave the original place, not a soul is ignorant, and all the beasts take refuge. Jump off the cliff
, roared to shake the ground, and the cold water of Yuebai Mountain filled the stream. I put away my teeth and claws, hid myself, and returned alone in the clouds. I am Xu Sanwazi, a fierce tiger in the Nanshan Mountains. I am here to tell you readers.