The door was opened, and everyone was on full alert. However, there was no tiger as expected, but a handsome man walked out. The man was slim and dressed in black, with cold eyes. He glanced at everyone coldly, and then said something.
He walked quietly towards his car.
Under the moonlight, his figure was tall and slender. He simply packed up the things in the car, then picked up the most important items and took them with him. He looked back at the surprised people and left in silence.
The hostess was so surprised that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear. She looked at Xiao Ninglan's back and shouted tremblingly, "I clearly saw a golden tiger in the house. It was really a tiger. Why was it a person? This is impossible, impossible!
"
The expert who was hunting the tiger next to him glanced at the mistress with disdain, then looked at Xiao Ninglan's back thoughtfully and pondered. Xiao Ninglan's steps still froze for a moment, then she carried the package and left without saying a word.
At night, he was incredibly energetic. He walked very fast and bought a lean horse in front of him. With the help of the horse, he felt much more relaxed, but he still couldn't wake up during the day.
Wherever you rest, a golden tiger will appear.
Although the tiger did not hurt anyone, it was still scary enough. Xiao Ninglan vaguely felt that the tiger that only appeared during the day might be related to him, but he did not know that when he left the farmer alone, a man
The expert tiger hunter has been secretly paying attention to him for a long time.
It was a moonlit night, and Xiao Ninglan was riding on his thin horse. When his finger came close to the horse, the horse neighed, and a deep voice sounded from behind, "Can't you tell, this horse is very...
Afraid of you?"
Xiao Ninglan's fingers were frozen there. Looking at the restless horse, he retracted his hand and wanted to tighten the reins and hurry up, but the voice behind him moved in front of him. Appearing in front of the horse was a skinny old man whom he had never seen before.
Such a thin, yet such energetic old man.
The old man held a hunting tool in his hand, followed by a five or six-year-old child with two cute pigtails. He stuck his head out from behind the old man and looked at Xiao Ninglan curiously.
Xiao Ninglan didn't say anything. Seeing that she couldn't ride past the two of them, she simply dismounted and held the reins to turn around and walk. The old man and the child stopped in front of Xiao Ninglan again.
Xiao Ninglan's eyes narrowed slightly and she looked at the old man with a cold expression. The child behind the old man tugged on his clothes, "Grandpa, I don't think he is like a tiger demon, he is a good man!"
The old man turned around and scolded the boy, "Don't talk nonsense!"
The boy pouted in grievance. The old man looked at the sinking moonlight on the horizon and picked up a signal bomb from his sleeve. The red bomb burned in the air and made a harsh sound.
The voices of villagers could be heard nearby. Everyone was holding tools in their hands, and they all stared at Xiao Ninglan eagerly.
Xiao Ninglan let go of the horse's hand, and the horse ran out. He stood there alone, expressionless.
"Just go ahead and capture him. A dragnet has been laid here!" The old man put out a wolf-tooth net in his hand, and the cold sharp blade made people's hair stand on end.
Xiao Ninglan took a few steps back and looked at the old man with a frown. He opened his thin lips and spat out emotionless words word by word, "I am not a tiger demon."
After not speaking for so long, he thought he had forgotten how to speak. It turns out that the ability to speak will never deteriorate.
The old man looked at the moonlight on the horizon and the gradually whitening sky, "As long as you can survive this day, I believe you are not a tiger monster. Otherwise, I can only do justice for heaven."
Xiao Ninglan looked at the light that was about to pierce the heavy clouds, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier. He suddenly realized something, and he wanted to retreat in a daze, but the road was blocked by all the villagers, and he had no way to retreat.
On this day, a miraculous scene happened here.
The villagers swarmed around and intercepted a golden-haired tiger. The tiger obviously had no intention of hurting anyone. It just kept running away and reached the edge of the cliff. When it had nowhere to escape, it roared at everyone.
Everyone was still very scared. When they retreated, they crowded each other and stepped on one of their own. One of the children was almost pushed off the cliff. A miracle happened at this time. The golden tiger roared out and picked up the child. The child was saved.
At the same time, all the tools in the hands of the villagers were thrown at the tiger. The tiger was seriously injured but still refused to hurt anyone, and was forced off the cliff alive.
The child was crying on the edge of the cliff. Among all the people, he was the only one who still maintained his childlike innocence. He looked at the people talking with great interest and cried loudly. The old man who caught the tiger comforted him, "My good grandson, let's go to the bottom of the cliff."
Find the golden tiger, skin it and give you the most beautiful shadow puppet."
The child was still crying loudly, wiping his tears, "He is not a tiger monster, he is not, you are the monsters, you forced him to death, you are bad people!"
Everyone was silent, but they were all planning in their hearts, how to go down into the abyss to find the precious animal skin. It was a golden tiger that was rare to find in ten thousand years. Just its smooth fur was worth a lot of money.
Xiao Ninglan woke up at night. His body was covered in scars and there were rotten leaves under him. The leaves exuded a disgusting smell. He stood up despite the discomfort in his body.
An ape in front jumped up in fright. He brushed the rotten leaves off his cheeks and kept coughing.
A pair of skinny hands touched his acupuncture points from behind. He stood there unable to move. Then an old man dressed in white clothes with an immortal style appeared in front of him. The old man clasped his hands together and said, "Who are you and why did you fall here?"
?And if you win a flower, it will bloom and fall for a thousand years?”
Xiao Ninglan looked at the old man and wanted to laugh a little. He actually saw at a glance that he had been struck by Wei Jinhan's flower that bloomed and fell for a thousand years. This guy looked like an immortal with indescribable inner strength.
Seeing that Xiao Ninglan had no intention of answering, the old man murmured, "It turns out he is mute."
Xiao Ninglan glanced at him with disdain, "You are the mute!"
The old man smiled and said, "You have a good skin. You are really good-looking."
"Yes, you can plan to eat me to make up for it. Maybe one day you can become as good-looking as me!" Xiao Ninglan mocked in a low voice. The feeling of being tapped on the acupuncture points was really...
not too good.
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PS: Dear friends, Yunyun is shamelessly asking for the gold medal again. Woohoo, there will be another chapter updated later.