Yang Zhan hurriedly apologized, "Master, please forgive Yang Zhan for being negligent. I will make arrangements right now."

Guan Zhidao: "How do you want to arrange it?"

"Of course we should look for tiger traces everywhere and then take corresponding measures."

Guanzhi's face softened a little, but he still insisted: "Every tiger disaster in history has its precursors. At first, we didn't pay attention to it, which led to tragedy. Only then did we regret it. I hope that you, the general, are different from others.

.”

Wu Yanghu came in with a pale face and reported: "The Fuhu Army sent people to report that a huge tiger appeared in Fenghuang Mountain and ate many poultry and livestock and more than a dozen mountain people. The Fuhu Army sent thirty-two people to hunt.

, has been missing for two days and has not returned yet!”

Yang Zhan's blood surged and he fell to the ground suddenly.

In fact, he had a dream last night about a city being besieged by a hundred tigers. What Guanzhi said just now, he just regarded it as a coincidence. But the news about the Fuhu Army turned that dream into a terrible omen.

In the dream, the leading tiger was shining with golden light, more than ten feet long, with the word "king" engraved on its forehead. It led the tigers in leaps and bounds, unstoppable. Yang Zhan drew his bow and shot arrows, but the arrows could not penetrate their bodies. Fire

When the cannons were fired, it seemed as if they were hitting an iron plate. When they were bombarded with cannons, they were so fast that they jumped onto the city wall before the cannonballs fell.

Yang Zhan spent the whole night fighting the tigers in his dream. He was exhausted and worked hard during the day. Suddenly he heard the news that the Fuhu Army was missing. He was shocked and painful, and fainted to the ground.

Fortunately, monk Xi Guanzhi came to the rescue in time, and Fang Youyou woke up.

"Master, don't blame me. There is still time to deal with this matter. You and I will work separately. I will go to northern Sichuan, and you will go back to Emei. Help me recall Jian Kuan, and then report it to Master Miaofeng. Please ask a few masters to lend a helping hand to rescue the Shu people.

Water and fire.”

Guan Zhi drifted away. Yang Zhan asked Wu Yanghu to tell Fei Xiaojin that Jiading should handle all matters, big or small, in a timely manner without waiting for his approval.

He returned to Yang Mansion and called Lan Lan. The two of them put on their hunting clothes, inserted their bows and arrows into their backs, and rushed towards northern Sichuan.

They went up the Minjiang River, with the river rushing and the wind whistling in their ears. Yang Zhan's mind went blank, and all the recent disputes and worries were cleared away.

A simple and strong emotion roared over. Nothing in this world mattered. The only emotion left was the grudges and grudges between Zhang Xianzhong and Zhang Xianzhong!

He once thought that if he shot the devil, everything would be over. Who would have thought that he would die without dying, and if his plan failed, he would try another one.

Zhang Xianzhong, Zhang Xianzhong, the plague did not destroy Shu, so you want to transform into a tiger and do evil again?

"Huh..." Yang Zhan let out a low whistle and reined in his horse. Lan Lan also stopped and looked at him.

"We are not going to northern Sichuan, we are going to Chengdu!"

Lan Lan jumped off the horse and took the reins. Yang Zhan also got down and walked side by side with her.

Yang Zhandao: "I have a strong feeling that Zhang Xianzhong is causing trouble again this time. Since he came out of the mountain, his ultimate goal must be in Chengdu, which is why the Fuhu Army did not find him."

Lan Lan said: "Although I have learned some spiritual things from you, I still don't believe what the plague messenger said last time. Whoever did evil should be blamed on Zhang Xianzhong. That's too outrageous.

.”

Yang Zhan cheered and sighed: "Logically speaking, I am a general of a country, so I shouldn't believe this. However, the feeling in my heart is so strong. Moreover, when I shot the arrow at Zhang Xianzhong, there was a feeling

A premonition that the bad luck has not yet ended.”

Lan Lan tried her best to help him regain his rationality, so she analyzed it carefully: "It makes sense that tigers emerge from Phoenix Mountain. Think about it, Zhang Xianzhong had hundreds of thousands of people camped there, asking for food, drink, and fights.

If there is not enough food, all the birds and beasts in the surrounding mountains will be captured and eaten. If the tiger's food is eaten up, of course it can only come out to attack the poultry, livestock and people in the village. Besides, after the war and the last plague,

So many people died, leaving too many barren mountains and ridges. Tigers are used to running around, and it is possible to accidentally break into the village."

Yang Zhandao: "Your analysis is not unreasonable, but we have to pass through Chengdu anyway, so it doesn't hurt to go there first."

The two reached an agreement, mounted their horses and galloped, arriving in Chengdu soon.

I haven't been here for several months, and the ruined city has become a wilderness. Perhaps the blood of too many people has nourished this land. Weeds and thorns have grown wildly, dense and prosperous, and some are even taller than people.

The smell of death still permeates the air. Not to mention wild beasts, even ghosts may inhabit here.

Yang Zhan held the Fuhu Sword and cut through the thorns to clear the way. Lan Lan followed closely. They looked for traces, or listened attentively, or looked for claws and footprints in the grass.

After searching for a long time, there was no trace.

Yang Zhan folded his hands around his face and whistled. The sound passed through the vast ruins and grass, and not even a sparrow started.

Yang Zhan suddenly remembered that he had been here for so long and shouted so loudly just now, but why didn't he alert the defenders of the underground palace? Could it be that they couldn't hear the noise above if they lived down there?

"No, go to the underground palace quickly!" Yang Zhan led Lan Lan to the original location of Daci Temple and went down to the underground palace.

In the underground palace, apart from the stones and wood, there was not a single living person.

"Is there anyone?" "Is there anyone?"

Lan Lan also pulled out his sword. This was so weird. Not far away, they began to see blood stains, and then, the remains of the twelve defenders appeared one by one.

Looking at the remains, they had been bitten by wild beasts and were still dripping with blood. Yang Zhan ran forward, with Lan Lan following closely behind.

If it was that ferocious tiger, this tiger would be so extraordinary. It didn't leave any traces before entering the underground palace.

The two of them chased after the blood trail, getting further and further away. Yang Zhan found it strange that when he and the three monks entered Daci Temple to save people, they did not take this path.

If the end of this road is not an exit, then the tiger is ahead.

Yang Zhan turned around and said to Lan Lan: "I'll take a look further. You go back and find Jian Kuan and come with us. I left a mark for him. When we get to Chengdu, he should know that we have entered the underground palace."

Lan Lan knew that Yang Zhan didn't want her to take risks, so she insisted: "How could I let you chase me alone? Don't waste time, I'm afraid there is an exit ahead. If you let it out of the underground palace, I don't know how many people will be hurt.

!”

Seeing her decisive expression, Yang Zhan knew he couldn't defeat her, so he had no choice but to shut up.

Gradually, they entered a long and narrow corridor. After walking for a long time, they could no longer distinguish the north, south, and south.

Where is the end of this road? It turns out that there is such a long road underground in Chengdu. I have never heard anyone talk about it before, so few people know about it.

The tiger bumped into it by mistake, and Yang Zhan was even more determined to chase it to the end and never let this secret passage become its hiding place.

The long, dark tunnel finally came to an end. In the bright light, they saw a section of stone steps winding upwards, and at the same time heard voices. He and Lan Lan exchanged glances and stepped out of the tunnel on the stone steps.

Above the tunnel, there was actually the main hall of a temple. An old monk was meditating with his eyes closed, holding Buddhist beads and chanting something, as if he didn't see them coming out of the tunnel.
Chapter completed!