I don't know how long it took before Hua Fan's consciousness gradually woke up from the chaos. He felt that the pain all over his body was much lighter, but his head was still groggy, as if it had grown several times... Not only had it grown several times, it was also soft and soft.
Not only is it soft, but it's also furry. Not only its head is furry, but its hands are also furry...
Ahhh! Hua Fan was as frightened as seeing the long-armed orangutan.
She suddenly remembered Yan Honglei's words.
"When Bai Ze appears again, he will definitely attract attention. Fortunately, you broke your wings and I used magic to shrink your figure. After you turn into a demon, you should look like a white tiger. White tigers are not as rare as Bai Ze."
, will not cause trouble for you."
White tiger! Hua Fan was so startled in his sleep that he twitched his arm (no, claws). So now, isn’t he a tigress with a hornet’s nest on her back? She’s so weak!
Yan Honglei also said that without the collar, once you are injured and your vitality is damaged, you will not be able to return to your human form until your vitality recovers.
You can't turn back into your original form! Then you have to be a tigress for a long time!
However, in life, we have to face reality. Hua Fan finally learned from the painful experience and gritted his (tiger) teeth, "Give it a go! Isn't it just a tiger? Yelulie looks better when he transforms into an orangutan than when he remains unchanged!"
She slowly opened her eyes, and the vision in front of her became clear from blur. What surprised her was not only the furry white paw in front of her, but also the fact that she was not on a cold battlefield.
What comes into view is an exquisite curtain, bright yellow in color, embroidered with complicated colorful clouds.
The curtain was half-lit, and you could see the smoke curling from the incense burner in the middle of the room. This should be a warm pavilion, and he should be lying on a bed, with a brocade quilt covering him tightly, and the wound on his back felt cool.
Yes, it should be the wound medicine.
She was confused for a while, even if she ignored the question of who would keep a white tiger in the bed, the layout of this room was definitely not that of a northern barbarian.
Hua Fan's thoughts that had just woken up had to go back to the battlefield with Yelu Lie. He used up the last of his magic power to burn the orangutan's butt. Then, he heard the voice of the reinforcements. The reinforcements actually spoke Chinese and it was Shangguan.
Jinnian's magic weapon descends from heaven....
She finally recalled the figure she saw at the last moment when she lost consciousness. Although it was blurry, she would never admit that it was Shangguan Jinnian.
Did he save her? Hua Fan was at a loss for a moment, and the smoke from the incense burner seemed to be going into her mind.
Before she could think too much, the sound of conversation came to her ears, coming from the outer hall.
"But I can't find out the origin." The voice was not loud, but it was full of domineering. Although he had not heard it for six years, his voice was still very familiar. Hua Fan began to hate Bai Ze's keen hearing. There were more conflicts and entanglements in his heart, and his hairy
The white paws grabbed the corner of the quilt and rubbed it.
"The Holy One brings great blessings to the sky, and auspicious beasts descend from heaven to protect and kill the enemy." She could also hear Du Chengxian's old scholar's nonsense voice.
"I actually killed Yelulie? Is the orangutan's fate in the chrysanthemum?" she thought depressedly.
"It's White Tiger, I thought..." He didn't say any more, his voice was low and gentle.
"Your Majesty welcomes back Tang's bones with great sincerity. It is unknown whether the general's soul will return to protect him." Du Chengxian is prudent, and he will not mention Tang Mingzhen easily in front of Shangguan Jinnian.
Shangguan Jinnian and Hua Fan sneered at the same time. "It's so easy to have a ghost come back to protect his enemies," Hua Fan thought.
"She will never come back," Shangguan Jinnian said.
Warmth and cigarette smoke curled up, and Bai Ze's nose, which was as sensitive as his hearing, couldn't help itching. "Ah--sneeze--" Hua Fan finally couldn't help it and sneezed loudly. A tiger sneeze, the sound is imaginable.
You know, Hua Fan himself was so frightened that he was slapped.
The conversation also stopped. "Step back." Shangguan Jinnian ordered Du Chengxian, and Hua Fan heard his steps walking towards Nuange.
The slender and graceful fingers gently opened the curtain, revealing Hua Fan's eyes. They had been together day and night since childhood, and she was familiar with the temperature, touch and taste of every joint.
She had no choice but to close her eyes. She didn't dare to look at him. Although she had been secretly longing to look at him again for six years, when he was finally close to her eyes, Hua Fan realized that she was not brave at all.
Whether she ran away or died, she really lost the courage to face the entangled love and hate.
But he didn't walk away. His fingers, with their familiar warmth, gently opened the brocade quilt, checked the wounds on her back, and helped her straighten out the messed up fur and touch her furry paws.
He didn't believe that her dead soul would come back, but the little Bai Ze in front of him still made him miss her.
This big cat gave him an inexplicable feeling of familiarity. It buried its head in the pillow, looking a bit like someone playing rogue.
He grabbed the soft tiger paw with pink balls, rubbed it on his face, pinched the tiger's ears, rubbed the tiger's cheeks, and finally extended his claws to the tiger's nose.
"Ah-sneeze!" Hua Fan couldn't bear it anymore and sneezed heavily, spraying tears all over his face.
For a moment, she looked into those cold star-like eyes, the dark eyes that once made her most at ease, just like before, as if time had been standing still.
The full moon outside the window is like a golden wheel, and the cicadas are chirping.
He took the handkerchief and wiped his face like he did when he was a child.
"The guy with the snot on his face (...) removed the incense burner."
Knocking him down with her soft and furry palms, Hua Fan smashed her huge tiger head into the arms of the man she had lost for six years. While she could still pretend not to know, while she could still pretend to be crazy and stupid. She wanted to secretly miss his warmth, anyway,
They all had to be separated. She burst into tears.
It's a cold night outside the Great Wall, and the sounds in the corners rise and fall, as if the long night will never end.
Shangguan Jinnian ignored her scolding, grabbed the tiger's ear, and pulled her away from him. This auspiciousness was so heavy.
"Now that you are awake, I ask you, what kind of beast are you and why did you kill Yelu?" Shangguan Jinnian asked her. He stood up, his voice returned to indifference.
Hua Fan closed her eyes and fell down, pretending to sleep. Ever since she was little, no matter what trouble Tang Mingzhen got into, as long as she pretended to be dead, Shangguan Jinnian would be in trouble.
But it was obvious that Tang Mingzhen was the only one who was at a loss for him. Seeing that Xiangrui was motionless, Shangguan Jinnian casually took a memorial from the bedside and knocked on Xiangrui's forehead without hesitation.
The night sky in front of Hua Fan was filled with countless stars, and countless alpacas were galloping on the prairie in her heart. "I can't bear it..." She pretended to die to the end.
Shangguan Jinnian saw that the auspicious beast was still motionless, and he couldn't help but wonder. Could it be that this beast was such a beast that he had killed it just now? He had no choice but to stretch out his hand to feel his breath.
Seeing that Shangguan Jinnian wanted to touch Bai Hu's damn nose again, Hua Fan got agitated and woke up quickly. He covered the tiger's nose with his palm and blinked the innocent tiger's eyes to show that he was wronged and that he only wanted to eat roasted orangutan when he killed Yelu Lie.
"The Khitan deliberately provoked war and deserved to be killed." Shangguan Jinnian did not understand her injustice at all.
"Since you consider yourself a god and you have accomplished meritorious deeds in killing enemies, I will not kill you for the time being, and allow you to stay with me to recuperate." This tone of the King of Heaven, I am lucky that I am not really auspicious from heaven, otherwise I would definitely be angry with him.
He covered his face and ran back to the sky.
"You dare not tell your origin and title"
Have you ever seen a talking tiger? Hua Fan was speechless and choked.
"In this case, I will give you a name."
"..." No! Shangguan Jinnian's ability to choose names is now above the three characters Tang Mingzhen. Hua Fan has lived for fifteen years with the same name as that female Taoist priest, and now he has to suffer again when he turns into a tiger.
A disaster.
She whimpered and begged to be let go, but Shangguan Jinnian looked out the window.
"Just call it Bai."
"...." Hua Fan has never heard of such a white name.
Shangguan Jinnian turned and left.
This is Liangzhou City, the General's Mansion in Liangzhou City. This is the place where she was born. It is the evil place where the entire Tang family was wiped out. It is also the place where she met Shangguan Jinnian.
Although it was absurd, twenty years later, they still met here again.
"What does this mean?" Hua Fan discovered that Shangguan Jinnian had been gone for a long time, but his eyes and heart were still filled with that figure and that voice.
The full frosty moon outside the window illuminates the sparse shadows of the sycamore trees in the courtyard, and the clear light penetrates through the screen window, as gentle as water.
Hua Fan's tendons had been connected, and the wound seemed to be less painful. The night had fallen, and she felt depressed. She slowly got out of bed and walked quietly to the courtyard. She liked the white tiger's fleshy ball-like claws, stepping on them.
It was silent on the ground and did not disturb the palace maids who were sleeping soundly on the table.
The official government in Liangzhou does not have the nobility at the feet of the emperor like Chang'an, but it is also built in a unique style, with black walls and dark gray columns. Under the bright moonlight, it reveals a majestic military arrogance.
Ever since she woke up, she no longer felt any strangeness in her eyes. Sure enough, it was probably because she was home.
Seventeen years ago, more than a hundred members of the Tang family died in the general's mansion, leaving her alone in this world.
But when did the Tang family feel like a home to her? She once asked Du Chengxian for all the historical materials about the Tang family. She memorized those boring and blunt narratives and has not forgotten a word to this day. But so what? She
I tried my best to remember, but no matter what, I couldn't remember the appearance of my parents at all.
It seemed as if the reason why they gave birth to her was to make her bear the enemy, bear the sin, bear the power, and keep burning the fire towards the enemy and herself.
But how can she let go?
"The worst thing is, I'll give you my life back, and I'll accompany you to be that lonely ghost."
But who can hear it? There is no incense candle to burn. The moon is full tonight and the ghost will not return. In the huge courtyard, only the wind rustles the bamboo leaves.