Chapter 800: Wu Shuan enters the mountain, two items are shocked
The Tiger Lord Dance was still dancing, and suddenly the twenty-four Tiger Lord servants all came together, lay down on the ground, and raised their heads.
"Ouch——————"
The Tiger Master imitated the tiger's roar with great force.
Xiang An and Xiang Yu were both on the same spot, their eyes flickering, as if they were feeling something, Xiang Liang was the same, and Zi Shu was still chatting with the young disciple.
No one noticed that a sneaky seven or eight-year-old child sneaked up to Xiang An.
He found the bronze sword on Xiang An's waist, his eyes shone, and he reached out to pull it out.
"Um!?"
Realizing that someone's hand was on the hilt of his sword, Xiang An grasped the hilt of his bronze sword in less than a second and moved back.
"Ah!" Before the little boy could react, Xiang Anshun grabbed his hand, and the huge force directly threw the little boy up.
"Huh? A child?" After Xiang An saw clearly who wanted to pull out his sword, he was stunned and subconsciously let go of his hand.
The little boy sat down on the ground with a confused look on his face.
"What's wrong?" Xiang Yu and Xiang Liang looked at Xiang An.
"Hmm... This kid really wanted to pull out my sword, and then I..." Xiang An scratched the back of his head.
When the little boy saw Xiang Yu and Xiang Liang looking over at them, he felt a chill running down his spine and hid behind Xiang An's legs without much thought.
"Huh?" Xiang An can't be punished.
Xiang Liang and Xiang Yu's uncle and nephew looked at each other and saw the embarrassment in each other's eyes.
The two of them may indeed look a bit...
On the other hand, Xiang An, although this kid can't be said to be handsome, at least he looks quite safe.
"Hey kid, what are you doing?" Xiang An grabbed the little boy's back collar and lifted him out, looking at the child helplessly.
"No, it's okay-" The little boy seemed to realize that something was wrong, stuck out his tongue, and then got back into the crowd.
Xiang An glanced at Xiang Liang and shrugged, with a look of helplessness on his face.
...
The Tiger King Dance has ended, and it's noon.
In Zijia Village, Uncle Zheng, dressed as Tiger Lord, stood at the front, followed by Li Zheng from the other two villages.
The three people each held three sticks of incense in their hands, but none of them lit them.
Behind the three people, five people carried wine, four people carried pigs, four people carried sheep, and three people carried chickens, ducks and geese. The rest of the people followed behind, carrying various tools and utensils, twenty
The four of them formed a long queue.
"The tiger dances for 80,000 square meters, roaring and shaking the ballads at the foot of Pangshan Mountain -" Zi Li was saying loudly.
"Wu Shuan——"
"Go into the mountains——"
"Bow-shan, Lord!!!"
"Roar——" The other twenty-three people behind him did not speak human words, but responded with tiger roars.
Under the leadership of Zi Lizheng, a team of twenty-four people set off towards Pangshan Mountain.
The pigs and sheep were carried in the back, and the people holding the utensils did not move. The three people in front were holding unburned incense. They took three steps to bow, and took nine steps to kowtow. They entered the Pangshan Mountain Road in a mighty manner.
The three uncles and nephews just watched in silence as the wine ceremony team walked towards Pangshan Mountain carrying various offerings. The clouds on the faces of Xiang Yu and Xiang An became thicker and thicker.
"Has anything strange happened in your village recently?" Zishu was still chatting.
"If there's something strange... it's probably that our village's food supply is running out." The young man looked lazy, but when he mentioned this matter, he also sighed, "Not only our village's food supply, but also our village's food supply.
The Yang family next door and the Wu family in the north of the mountain are running out of food, and the three villages are almost dying."
"The crops are not growing anymore..." Zishu frowned, "How come they are not growing?"
"I don't know either. Maybe Rizheng thought the tiger was unhappy, so he just moved up this year's wine festival?" The young man regained his casual look and scratched his head, "Wait until Rizheng and the others come down.
, you talk to them."
"Um...ok, thank you." Zishu nodded his thanks with a gentle smile on his face.
After walking back, Zishu sighed.
"How's it going? Have you heard anything?" Xiang Liang crossed his chest and asked when he saw Zishu coming over.
"Well, back to you, sir, the crops in several nearby villages don't seem to be growing anymore. This should be the weirdest information I got when we just chatted." Zishu handed over his hand and replied.
"The crops are not growing anymore?... Come on, let's go take a look." A trace of surprise flashed in Xiang Liang's eyes. He thought for a moment and looked at Xiang Yu and Xiang An, who had a gloomy face.
"Huh? Ah, okay." Xiang An's attention was always on Pangshan Mountain. When he heard Xiang Liang calling him, he quickly answered.
Xiang Liang looked at the expressions of the two brothers and frowned slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything.
...
The middle-aged man with a long sword on his back came late and happened to see the four Xiang family members walking past. The village seemed to be lively, so he walked over.
The four members of the Xiang family walked out of the village and came to the fields.
"It's really gone. I was in such a hurry that I didn't notice this abnormality..." Xiang Liang squatted on the ridge of the field and felt that things were getting tricky.
"Uncle, what should we do now?" Xiang Yu approached Xiang Liang and asked.
Xiang An was still turning his head to look at Pang Shan.
"Now this matter is not just about you two." Xiang Liang stood up and looked at Xiang Yu, "If the crops are not growing, it means there will be no harvest in late autumn."
"The village no longer produces food... You should probably think about that situation."
"This..." Zishu frowned upon hearing this.
After pondering for a while, Xiang Liang said: "When we go back, we have to talk to Liu Jinyu."
Turning to look at Zijia Village, Xiang Liang's eyes showed a little anxiety: "No matter how you say it, this place used to be my Chu land, and those people were the people of Chu State. As the last remaining person of Chu State, I can't do anything."
Watch the people of Chu starve to death."
"...Your Excellency is righteous." Zishu had nothing more to say, and held his hands with emotion on his face.
...
The wine festival team climbed along the steep mountain road.
Even on this rugged mountain road, the first three Li Zheng bowed every three steps and kowtowed every nine steps, slowly moving towards the Tiger Temple on the top of the mountain.
Their momentum was huge.
After all, it is an annual event and should be huge.
But what such a huge step awakens is not the tiger that the people of Pangxiasan Village believe in.
But... something else.
In the tiger cave, the colorful tiger is still lying there.
But he was already extremely weak.
The muscles on his back have dried up and are rising and falling with heavy breathing.
The black energy is wrapped around the tiger's body.
The shouts of the wine festival team had already reached the ears of the tiger.
Buzz——
The skinny tiger suddenly opened his eyes.
"Roar......"
Xiang Yu and Xiang An turned around violently at the same time and glared at the top of Pang Mountain.
"elder brother!"
"Walk!"
After an extremely brief exchange, the two brothers started running wildly along the field, heading towards Pangshan Mountain.
Xiang Liang and Zishu were left behind with confused faces.