The big tiger looked at the person in front of him and turned around and fled quickly. How could he let this human being leave? What's more, when he came to his own territory, how could he give up such a great food and automatically deliver it to his door?

The big tiger jumped a few times and arrived not far behind Zhong Mugen.

Zhong Mugen was shocked, but he didn't run very far now. He had no choice but to choose a big tree and start fighting with the big tiger.

If there hadn't been this big tree, the roots of the clockwood would have been knocked down by the tiger's claws.

The big tiger circled around the big tree, its two tiger eyes staring at the human in front of it, determined to bite this human to death and then eat it.

In a panic, Zhong Mugen took off the kitchen knife from his waist and held it tightly in his hand, always vigilant to avoid the tiger's attack.

"Roar" The big tiger was unwilling to just keep spinning in circles. In addition, the wounds on its body collapsed and began to bleed. If one person and one tiger continued to be in such a stalemate, the big tiger would definitely bleed out in less than half a day.

If it is dead, there is no need to swing a knife at it again.

A bloody mouth roared at Zhong Mugen. The hot air sprayed out from the big tiger's mouth, mixed with the smell of blood, went straight to Zhong Mugen. Smelling the smell, it seemed that he hadn't brushed his teeth for a hundred years.

Although Zhong Mugen's heart was filled with fear, he could not panic at this time, otherwise, he would definitely be attacked by the tiger's poisonous claws.

The big tiger spun around and ran over, waving its claws to slap the angry human behind the tree.

Zhong Mugen immediately retreated to the side of the big tree. The tiger's claws could only hit the air and did not hurt Zhong Mugen. Fortunately, the tree was big enough. If it were a small tree, maybe at this time

Zhong Mugen had already fallen to the ground.

There was a stalemate between one tiger and one man, and Zhong Mugen had no long stick in his hand, so he could only circle around the big tree. If he wanted to run, he had to outrun the big tiger, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Roar" Dahu eagerly roared at Zhong Mugen again.

At this moment, Zhong Mugen was blocked from seeing the big tiger roaring, and it was impossible to swing out its claws in a hurry when the big tiger roared.

Hold the kitchen knife tightly, wave your hand and chop it hard.

"Bang" the kitchen knife struck the right side of Dahu's forehead. The sound was so loud that it directly cut the fur above Dahu's right eye, causing a wound the size of a palm.

The big tiger was hit so hard that the wound on the right side of the tiger's head immediately started to bleed. Fortunately, the piece of tiger skin was still connected to the fur and was not completely cut off, but the tiger's blood began to flow towards the big tiger's eyes.

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"Roar, roar, roar" The big tiger was hurt and kept roaring. The tiger's blood flowed to its eyes, which further blocked its sight.

Dahu vowed to capture Zhong Mugen, but the reality is cruel. With the stalemate between one tiger and one man, it is impossible to capture Zhong Mugen.

As time went on, Dahu finally couldn't bear such a stalemate. In addition to the upper wound on his forehead, other wounds on his body also began to bleed.

The big tiger couldn't stand the pain on his body. After a long battle, he didn't get the desired result. As if he had some wisdom, he finally turned around and flew away quickly, heading deeper into the mountain, leaving behind the tiger.

Zhong Mugen looked nervous and his whole body was tense.

Seeing the big tiger flying away and disappearing without a trace, Zhong Mugen sat down leaning on the big tree.

All the strength in his body was exhausted in the stalemate just now, and he hoped in his heart that this big tiger would not appear again and run as far away as possible.

Zhong Mugen, who had regained some strength, started to run back with a kitchen knife in hand, leaving blood on the ground, as if nothing had happened.

Half an hour later, Zhong Mugen came out of the forest. Everything looked so beautiful in Zhong Mu's eyes. He did not die under the tiger's claws. He still had a home and a pair of children who needed him to raise.

A long breath came out of his mouth.

"Dad, how are you? Are you hurt?"

Zhong Wen saw his father coming back with a kitchen knife. He looked like he had been in a fight, and he was completely soaked.

"My father is useless. Although the big tiger has been injured, it is only a minor injury. Fortunately, my father is smarter, otherwise he would have almost died under the tiger's sharp claws just now."

When Zhong Mugen returned to the open space at home, he saw his two children making wild hemp rope. He felt relieved. From now on, whether he could read the article or not was not important to him anymore. If he really wanted to die, this family would

Everything will change, but it is better to live.

"Dad, are you injured? Is there anything wrong with you?"

Zhong Wen listened to his father's words, looked at Zhong Mugen, and found that except for the clothes on his body that were all wet, there were no wounds, and his heart dropped.

"My father is fine, he is just a little tired and not injured. Xiaohua, please bring me a bowl of water for my father."

Zhong Mugen walked over, sat on the stone in front of the open space, and said casually.

"As long as dad is fine, it's my fault. I shouldn't have told dad about the blood stains shed by Dahu."

Zhong Wen was actually scared for a long time, but he was small and weak. Otherwise, he would have picked up the wooden stick and chased the big tiger on his own.

"Xiao Wen, it's not your fault, it's my father who is greedy."

Zhong Mugen didn't mean to blame Zhong Wen. It was originally caused by his own greed. Fortunately, nothing happened. Otherwise, the family would have collapsed.

"Daddy, drink water."

Xiaohua brought half a bowl of water, handed it to Zhong Mugen, and whispered, her eyes never leaving Zhong Mugen.

"Good boy, little flower." Zhong Mugen took the bowl, drank all the water in it in one breath, and took a long breath.

Zhong Wen and his sister stood beside Zhong Mugen, looking at their father, not knowing what to say.

Zhong Wen felt very regretful. If it weren't for his selfishness, his father wouldn't be so desperate. If something really happened to his father, his mother would probably go crazy.

, fortunately nothing happened to his father.

If something happens in the future, he cannot tell his father. No matter how big the temptation is, he must endure it. This is Zhong Wen's decision in his heart.

And Xiaohua is just worried about her father. She doesn't know how much fear and fear her father has endured. Xiaohua is still the same Xiaohua.

As for Zhong Mugen, apart from sighing, he basically had no other thoughts in his mind.

As the strongest worker in the family, he understands that he needs to take on the responsibility of the family. Even if he is tired and miserable, he must ensure that his wife and the children in front of him have enough to eat.

Of course, if a big tiger could be exchanged for dozens or hundreds of copper coins, Zhong Mugen would be willing to trade one life for another. This was his true thinking.

As for today, it can only be said to be a mistake. I misjudged the injuries on the big tiger, and also misjudged my own abilities. If I call a few men from the village to go together today, maybe I can actually hunt today.

A big tiger returns.

After Zhong Mugen rested at home for a quarter of an hour or two, he continued to work in the rice fields. Before leaving, he did not forget to warn the two children at home.

Zhong Wen looked at his father's retreating figure and felt regretful in his heart.

"Why are you fighting a tiger? My father almost lost his life because of one of my words. What my son did was really a lie." Zhong Wen began to blame himself in his heart.

"Brother, I've got a fire going. Do you want to burn the hemp rope?"

Xiaohua pulled Zhong Wen's hand, who was standing quietly, and called Zhong Wen to make hemp rope.

"Okay, I'll take the hemp rope and carry it to the kitchen to roast it."

Zhong Wen regained his mind, picked up the hemp rope from the ground, and went to the kitchen to start baking.

When the new hemp rope is used urgently, it is necessary to bake it with fire to remove the moisture from the hemp rope, then wet it again and bake it several times. This kind of hemp rope can also be used as a normal dry hemp rope.

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After getting the hemp rope, Zhong Wen took a small wooden hoe to dig up some earthworms, took a kitchen knife and a basket, and went to the small river to continue fishing.

After arriving at the small river, I cut a piece of bamboo and made a fishing rod. I also got a few barbs and tied them to a thin hemp rope to make a chain fishhook.

Holding the fishing rod in hand, she quietly watched the movement of the fish float. Xiaohua did the same, waiting quietly for the big fish to take the bait.

If there was a chair, it would be a good way to fish. Unfortunately, there are no chairs at home, only rocks and stones.

Not to mention chairs, it seems that few households in the village have these things.

It’s not that it’s difficult to make chairs, but it’s mainly because there are no tools and there’s no skills. People in the village basically follow the habits of the older generation and rarely change anything.

No one in the village can read, let alone read. Except for the Taoist priests in Longquan Temple, no one can read.

Every day, apart from working in the fields, rolling linen and weaving silk, there is no extra time.

A quarter of an hour or two later, the basket was half filled with small fishes. The largest ones were the size of a palm, and the smaller ones were only miscellaneous fish as thick as a finger.

"Brother, the fish today are so small."

Xiaohua squatted beside the basket, stretched out her small hands to pull the fish in the basket, and said that today's fish was too small.

"Little sister, don't worry, we have only been fishing for a long time. Maybe brother will catch a big fish for you in a while, so that grandma can make a big meal for you."

Zhong Wen looked back at Xiao Hua and knew that the little girl's thoughts were all on the big fish. To the small fish, he didn't really dislike it, but he just habitually believed that the bigger the fish, the better.

"Well, brother is the best."

Xiaohua looked at the fish float in the water, then raised her little head to look at Zhong Wen, and nodded heavily.

"Whoosh!" The fish float floating on the surface of the small river was suddenly dragged down by a strong force.

Zhong Wen immediately grabbed the bamboo pole and carefully lifted it to one side. If he lifted it up directly, Zhong Wen believed that the strong force would definitely break the bamboo pole.

"Brother, it must be a big fish. Let me help you."

Xiaohua saw the ripples on the water surface and the movement was too loud, so she shouted happily.

"Little sister, please stay aside first. It's probably a big fish. I have to move it slowly, otherwise the fishing rod will break easily."

Zhong Wen didn't dare to ask Xiaohua for help. If he really wanted to give her the fishing rod, he wouldn't drag this little person down into the river.

Half an hour later, Zhong Wen slipped away from the big fish for a long time. At this time, the big fish was no longer as big as it was just now.
Chapter completed!