In the cold winter of 167 A.D., this year, the snow fell very heavily, and Hebei Zhending was already shrouded in a snow fog. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info is in Laba, the smoke of the cooking in Zhaojia Village at the foot of the mountain is curling, the air is full of the fragrance of Laba porridge, and the women at the door of the house are leaning against the door, and their expressions are a little nervous. Through the gray sky, snowflakes were falling from somewhere in the sky.

Falling on a middle-aged man's fur hat, there were more than a dozen of them around him.

The middle-aged man who took the lead in "Shhhh......h Looking at the depths of the mountains and forests, the middle-aged man who took the lead couldn't help but squeeze the steel fork in his hand hard.

The snow suddenly stopped, a gust of wind passed, and the squirrels on the pine trees suddenly scurried and disappeared without a trace. A wave of sound rushed from the depths of the forest, stirring the branches of the trees and shaking the snow off the trees like a tide.

"It's coming!"

The archers in the trees in the distance quickly tightened their bowstrings and aimed in the direction from which the sound came.

Another overlapping roar seemed to come from a long distance, but a few people standing at the back of the team never expected that a huge figure suddenly burst out from the front, crossed the head of the leading few people, and pressed heavily on the two people, "click", and before the two people could react, the head had been bitten off by the monster.

"Kill!" Everyone was caught off guard, and the middle-aged man who took the lead roared, and two feathered arrows shot at the monster. The skin and flesh of the monster are particularly thick, and the feather arrows only pierce the epidermis, but it still stings the monster, it drops the head in its mouth, and turns around, under the reflection of the snow, everyone finally sees the face of the monster - this is an ancient tiger Jiao, which is said to eat the dragon in the lake, powerful and violent, tiger head and beast body, the whole body is covered with scales, and it will show different colors in the light. As soon as it flicked its tail, it hit the pine tree, and the archers on the tree couldn't stand, and fell down, before they landed, the tiger Jiao waved its claws, and screamed twice, and the four bodies fell into the snow, and the bows and arrows in the quiver were scattered to the ground.

Tiger Jiao turned his head and smiled weirdly, and everyone shuddered when they saw this laughing monster for the first time. Only two seconds later, there were four strong men who were one in a hundred miles died tragically, and the middle-aged man who took the lead ripped off his clothes, revealing his sturdy upper body, and said: "I can't escape, just fight!" ”

The middle-aged man saw a flash in front of him, and didn't have time to think about it, he raised his fork to block the grid, only to feel that the two cold iron claws scratched the copper fork, and a violent force knocked him away, and his chest was stuffy, and he vomited a mouthful of blood and spit on the white and clear snow. "Brothers, run!"

He screamed with his last breath, but what caught his eye was the wild scream of the tiger Jiao, the flesh flying under its iron claws, and the heart-rending cry, some of which stopped abruptly in the middle of the cry, making it even more terrifying and inexplicable.

The middle-aged man looked at the half-handled copper fork that he was still holding in his hand, and threw the copper fork out with the strength of his arm, and the tiger Jiao heard the wind, and when he turned around, the copper fork was inserted into the right eye of the tiger Jiao. It roared in pain, and the trees were swept away by its claws, falling to the ground in a fragile state.

The snow began to fall again. The middle-aged man smiled: "It seems that I, Zhao Ling, am going to die here, but I also want to die with you!" ”

Hu Jiao pulled out the copper fork and rushed towards Zhao Ling. It softened and fell into a trap.

Zhao Ling breathed a sigh of relief, stood up with his trembling legs, and looked at the wreckage of his brothers who were torn apart by the tiger Jiao, and he couldn't help but feel sad.

He looked back at the trap, dragged it step by step, and drew a dagger from his lap. When he looked towards the trap again, there was heat coming out of it, and when he had a premonition that something bad was happening, the tiger Jiao had already come out of the trap, with bamboo sticks inserted all over its body, and it roared hideously and rushed towards Zhao Ling, who had closed his eyes. Zhaojia Village. There was a dog barking, and a thin young man at the entrance of the village stumbled into the wooden door of Zhao Ling's house. In the dim candlelight, a young woman sat in front of the bed, and the young man shouted at her, "No, it's not good! The woman put down the needlework in her hand, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then smiled and said, "What's the matter, Ngawang?" Your daughter-in-law beat you again? Ngawang's head was covered with snowflakes that he had not had time to dust off, and he waved his hands around, babbling and unable to speak. The woman poured a bowl of water, held the bowl with her white hands, and handed it to Ngawang: "Don't worry, speak slowly." Ngawang took it and drank a few sips, spit out a mouthful of hot air, and said, "Sister-in-law, it's not good, Brother Zhao, something happened to him!" "What!" The woman put down the needle and thread in her hand, "What's wrong with him?" Where is he? Say it! She picked up Ngawang, blew out the candle and ran out. Sister-in-law, don't run so fast, you grabbed my hand so much! They reached the entrance of the village, and when the villagers saw Ngawang, they surrounded him tightly. The butcher bull took Ngawang's other hand and said, "What did you shout when you entered the village just now?" Say it again! Brother Zhao, what's wrong with them!? Ngawang was so painful that he died, and said, "You want to dismember me?" I'm dead, but no one tells you, brute! "Big bull, let him go." An old man walked out of the crowd on crutches and with his back bent. His eyes were bright, and although he was frightened, he was not in a hurry. When everyone saw the old man coming, they all got out of the way and called him the village chief. "I'm a rough person, I'm not good! Hey, Ngawang, I'd like to eat pork! Da Niu quickly let go of Ngawang's hand. Zhao Ling's sister-in-law pulled Ah Wang: "Say it quickly!" Brother Zhao, what's wrong with him? Ngawang didn't expect this well-known quiet woman in the village to be so strong, he said: "Sister-in-law, you sit down first, see that you have a big belly...... I'll just say that. "Is she dead?" Zhao Ling's sister-in-law stared at Ngawang. "Everyone is very worried about Brother Zhao and them, because I also want to see what the tiger Jiao looks like, so I waited for Brother Zhao and them to leave and then followed them according to their footprints, but I didn't expect to get over there...... There wasn't a single intact corpse, and I only picked up this one. He pulled out Zhao Ling's copper fork from behind his waist. I want to avenge Brother Zhao! The bull roared, turned around and left. Hold it! The village chief shouted, "So many people are not opponents, what's the use of you going!" The big bull snorted and fell into the snow crying. The villagers were silent, not knowing what to do. By the time the villagers found out, there was no trace of Zhao Ling's sister-in-law. At this time, on the snow not far from Zhaojia Village, three figures appeared, they walked forward slowly, the wind and snow were like knives, but the three of them were not affected in the slightest. Not long after, they arrived at the entrance of the village. It was already completely dark, and a misty snow and mist covered everything. "Big brother, let's go to the village to rest first." "Yes." "Second brother, the master is not tired, what are you shouting." "There's a lot of people here." As soon as the three of them walked into the village, they found that there were many villagers around. "Zhao Ling didn't listen to me, he caused a big disaster, and he also affected so many brothers, no one will mention the matter of Hujiao in the future!" Although the village chief looks like an old dragon bell, listening to his voice alone will definitely not be related to his appearance. Ah Wang said a little disdainfully: "Brother Zhao is not for the sake of the safety of the village, you old immortal talk about cool things, of course it doesn't matter if you are dying!" The village chief was furious, raised his cane and said, "What do you say! Yesterday you stole one of my chickens and haven't settled accounts with you yet! "Hahahaha......" The villagers suddenly found that there were three people in black cloaks standing at the entrance of the village. Who are you? The village chief couldn't help but be alert, and he didn't even notice anyone standing at the entrance of the village not far away. These three people were all tall, and none of them in Zhaojia Village could compare to any of them except Zhao Ling. The one in the middle smiled slightly, one eye under the firelight revealed a fine light, and his face was not yet childish, at most eleven or twelve years old. But the boy in front of him was already very tall, more than eight feet tall. The village chief was surprised, and the others felt the same way. The young man in black said: "Isn't it the tiger Jiao, let's help you eradicate it, in return, we will stay for one night, my request is not too much, right?" The black-clothed man beside him said: "Why are you making a claim, we still have a task to do, and the master didn't speak." "The man who spoke had a green look on his face, and he was not very old, at most in his early twenties, and the tallest man behind him never made a sound." This is for you", the boy reached out from under his black cloak, holding something in his hand. There was a commotion among the villagers, and it turned out that the boy was holding a baby covered in blood in his hands. The man who was called the second brother by the boy tore off the corner of the cloak and wrapped the baby, and said: "We saw a woman in the snow, who cut open her belly with a copper fork, and pulled the child out with her own hands, and she told us that she lived here, and then died, so we brought the child, rest assured, that woman we have buried her." "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, sister-in-law! It's sister-in-law! Suddenly, someone in the crowd cried, "Sister-in-law, you want to find Brother Zhao, we will help you, why do you want to go alone?" The village chief could not help but cry, he took the baby, the baby was staring at him, he looked up to the sky and sighed: "God, you are so unfair! "Na Ye Mu Bu Ye Na Na Ye Mu Bu Na ......" The highest black cloak recited an incomprehensible charm in his mouth, he made a few circles with his hand, and the corners of his clothes swayed, and he stretched out his slender fingers a little on the baby's forehead, and the baby's flushed face returned to normal. The village chief looked up at him, and it was only pitch black in his cloak. "Are you ......" he pulled down his cloak, revealing a handsome face in the firelight, his long hair dancing with the wind and snow, and his eyes had two overlapping pupils, in which a universe was spinning, but disappeared in an instant. He finally said to the village chief: "The child's life can be saved, he didn't die in the wind and snow, he is not a mortal fetus, I want to raise him with my own hands." Looking at the suspicious color of the village chief, his younger brother said, "Don't worry, my eldest brother is not a bandit." The young man behind him also said: "Tell you, old thing, he is a great sage and good teacher!" "Ah, it's you!" The village chief fell to his knees with a plop, "It's a great sage and good teacher." When the villagers heard the name, they also fell to their knees. He helped up the village chief, exuding absolute authority and bearing, and said calmly: "The contemptible person is Zhang Jiao, this is my second brother Zhang Bao, and this is my beloved disciple Lu Bu, the word Fengxian." ”