Daxinganling forest area. Twilight.

A tigress that was about to hang her breath was panting and lying on a lazy grass, and suddenly the tigress raised her head and roared into the sky for a lifetime, with this roar, the tiger cub in the belly refused to come out. At this time, the smell of blood in the air made the girl sitting on the branch of a thousand-year-old tree not far away a little anxious.

The girl is about ten years old, wearing a lake-green blouse embroidered with twisted runes on the placket, a pair of jeans and a pair of black cloth shoes with mille-feuille soles, and holding an unsheathed sword in her left hand, the shark skin wrapped in the hilt of the sword has long been soaked by years of blood and sweat to lose its bright color, and the tail of the sword is also hung with a unique way to weave a "knot to ward off evil spirits". At this time, the girl held a mobile phone in her right hand, and a string of bell bracelets with sterling silver cable flowers on her wrist.

The sunlight from the heavenly sun was about to disappear, and a restless aura began to emerge in the forest behind the girl.

"Why haven't you been born yet, it would be bad if this smell of blood attracted some evil things." The girl swiped the screen of her phone and looked at the time. Again, she had spent too much time in the forest, and her phone had already reminded her of the low battery. There is no signal in the woods, there is only an uncertain future in the night, and it would be bad if the tigress did not produce and the battery of the mobile phone ran out and could not connect with the people waiting for support at the border of the forest.

When the girl was worried, the tigress who had been roaring suddenly raised her head to the sky and roared, the whistling continued for a long time, and the birds in the forest that shook the forest flew to obscure the already dim sunlight, and after the whistling ended, it seemed that there was more breathing behind the tigress.

The girl listened attentively for a while, and quickly got up from the tree in surprise: "Born!" ”

After exclaiming, the little girl jumped down the tree and walked to the tigress, at this time the tigress's eyes were gone, but she still looked at the comer fiercely, and tried to get up and attack to protect the child behind her.

But at this moment, all the actions of the tigress were in vain in the eyes of the girl, and the tiger that had just given birth was so weak that she could hardly even hear the sound of panting, so the girl raised the sword in her hand: "That's it, this forest area is too dangerous, you are afraid that you will not survive tonight, so I will take your favor, rather than let you die of such painful blood, it is better to have a knife; I'll relieve you of your pain a little. ”

When the words fell, the sword was unsheathed in an instant, and a beautiful sword flower was held in his right hand, and the tiger was angry. The sword was unsheathed, and not a drop of blood was spilled on the ground.

The girl went around behind the tiger, and with her sword she pulled away the tiger's body, and found the tiger's newborn cubs, three in all. One of them was already able to open its eyes, but it had a pale blue membrane in its eyes.

She couldn't help but exclaim: "My good girl, there are actually three tiger cubs, and one of them has opened its eyes." So he squatted down, picked up the tiger cub with his eyes open, slashed his left ring finger with his sword, and fed it with blood.

The other two tigers had not yet opened their eyes, almost instinctively sucking the blood of the girl's fingertips, after feeding the three tiger cubs, she took out a porcelain bottle less than an inch high from the small bag she carried, poured some powder into her hand, and blew it into the nose of the three tigers, and after a while the three tigers fell into a coma.

At this time, the girl took out a child-rearing bag-like thing from the small bag, fixed the three tiger cubs in her arms, protected them with her left hand pocket, pinned the sword to her waist, picked up the small bag with her right hand and shook it, and the small bag became a piece of cloth, which she used to cover her left arm, just covering the three tiger cubs.

After doing this, the maiden bowed deeply to the tigress's corpse and muttered, "I hope it will all be worth it." Then he turned and walked towards the edge of the forest.

Near the tigress's corpse, the air was filled with the smell of blood, and in the dense forest, a pair of shining green eyes were approaching, and after a sound of sojoking, wolves surrounded the corpse.

The head wolf whimpered in his throat, and was about to lead his tribe forward to feast on a feast, when a sigh came from the depths of the forest. This sigh is different from ordinary sighs, it does not contain remorse, it does not contain helplessness, it does not even contain complaints about fate, it is just full of compassion. The head wolf looked in the direction of the sigh, and then without looking back, he led the pack in the other direction of the forest.

After the wolves left, out of the forest came a young man with clear eyebrows, and in the dim starlight, the young man raised his left index finger, and a flame jumped out of his left index finger, illuminating the surroundings a little.

The young man's delicate eyebrows and eyes were twisted together, as if he had hidden thousands of years of bitterness, he squatted down, followed the tiger's fur, touched the tiger corpse that had no temperature, and let out that sad sigh, as if even the heavens would not bear the mercy of this wise man, he said bitterly: "What is this for? Stupid humans. ”

When the girl hummed a little song and walked to the edge of the forest, she lifted the cloth on her arm from time to time, glanced at the three babies sleeping in her arms, and saw that the three little ones were still asleep.

Walking through this rocky area, over a mountain, and after a few kilometers you are almost at the edge of the forest, where there is a signal to call for help.

The girl silently arranged in her heart, and sighed that this mission took some time except waiting for the tiger to give birth, "The others are too smooth." He pursed his lips and smiled, and glanced at the three little tigers in his arms: "I am Muzi, you have to work hard to become a snow spirit, and I will be your master in the future." ”

As soon as the words fell, a soft snort was heard. When Mu Zi looked up, he found that a young man had already stood with his back to her on the road in front of her.

The young man gently repeated the girl's name: "Muzi? At the same time, he turned around, clasped his hands on his shoulders, carried a knife at his waist, dressed in the traditional clothes of local hunters, and tilted his head to the right.

Under the left ear of the teenager, there is a tattoo, as for the text, because the collar is blocked, so it is not real.

"Muzi?" The boy repeated the girl's name again, and then asked in a cold tone, "Do you want to practice snow spirits?" ”

Before Mu Zi could answer, as soon as the words changed, he let out a sigh full of compassion: "Girl, after you wait for this tiger to give birth naturally, you can kill it when you see that it can't survive, and relieve its pain, which can be regarded as a kind of good deed, it can be seen that you are not a blade of conscience, so why bother to go on the road of cultivation."

After listening to his words, Mu Zi did not answer, but took a small step back with his right foot, put his right hand on the scabbard, put on a posture of battle, and asked, "Who are you?" But he watched me for a long time. ”

The young man stretched out his hand: "Give me the three tiger cubs, and I will send you out safely." Then he added, "I can't call it." ”

After Mu Zi heard that the young man reported to his home, his heart was half cold, and there was a saying from generation to generation that "the empty smell of the mountain is not Zhou", hehe, the young man in front of him is the guardian of this forest area, not Zhou. Absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, immortal and immortal.

Even so, the girl was still unwilling to hand over the tiger cub, but drew her sword against her.

Both of them are cultivators, upholding the ancient law, using their minds to run in with weapons, and the sword and sword shadow are just tools for duels, and they can't take the lives of others unless they have to. As for the bullets, all the cultivators understood that they were ghosts, and when the trigger was pulled, their lives were in danger, so they couldn't touch it.

didn't see Mu Zi out of the sword, so he withdrew his hand-held knife to meet it, and when the swords met, there was a fire.

Mu Zi already felt that he had no chance of winning at this time, even if he didn't have a murderous aura against the knife, but that calm and relaxed attitude had already taken his own hands. But the left hand is holding the tiger cub that has arrived, this is a tiger cub that can be trained into a snow spirit, of course Mu Zi is unwilling to hand it over, so he suddenly withdrew his hand, the whole waist met it, and he turned around a few times to avoid the blade of the thoughtless knife, until he stopped behind the side of the thoughtless one, raised his hand, and sent the sword out.

Although Bu Zhou was facing away from Mu Zi at this time, but with a dexterous flash to the side, Mu Zi rushed out with a sword, and the form was reversed, and when Mu Zi stopped, Bu Zhou's knife was already on her neck.

Mu Zi's hand holding the sword was shaking, waiting for the ill-conceived knife to wipe her neck.

But Bu Zhou just moved his lips, did not make a sound, after a long time, Bu Zhou put away the knife, walked towards Mu Zi, lifted the cloth covering her left arm, looked at the young tiger in the girl's arms, raised his head and closed his eyes, shook his head, and said, "This is all providence." ”

Then the young man covered the cloth and said to her, "You go." ”

Now it was the girl's turn to be stunned and unable to say a complete word, and stammered, "I...... I can take ...... They? ”

didn't wait for Zhou to answer, Mu Zi had already dragged his sword and ran forward a few steps, and then turned his head and shouted to Buzhou: "The ancestor of Buzhou mentioned in the ancient book "Demon Record" is the foreign body messenger of this land, not a thousand years old, but also eight hundred years old, you can't say that you let me go and break your word." He tilted his head and blinked his bright eyes: "No, Ancestor, life in the forest area is really boring, if you want to go to the city to be happy, you can find me." ”

The polite style is not enough, and after speaking, she turned her head and ran, and she didn't say that she left an address or anything, at this time she thought in her heart: Didn't you say that you are a god, you came to me.

looked at the girl's distant back, and his eyes were full of sympathy: "Poor child, I'm afraid you don't know that there is a little tiger in your hand that is about to become a snow spirit." Another sigh was blown away by the wind in the woods and crumpled into the air.

Ancient language: The spirit beast is out, and the curse is present. I'm afraid this kid has been cursed.