"If you learn from him, you can only feed the tiger with your body. ”

Born in Junzi City, Ye Zigao knows a lot about tigers, he leaned on the carriage, looked at the road ahead and said leisurely.

"Why?" puzzled for the rest of his life.

"Have you ever heard of fighting for a tiger?"

Yu Sheng was shocked, "You mean the person on the back of the tiger is a ghost?"

Ye Zigao nodded.

There are two kinds of ghosts, and the ghosts who seal the card for the rest of their lives are cultivated into ghosts who fall into the water.

As for the ghosts who work for the tiger, after being bitten to death by a tiger with a little demonic power, the soul cannot be freed, they can only serve around the tiger as ghost slaves.

This kind of ghost is like a water ghost, if you want to be liberated and go to reincarnation, the only way to find a replacement for the tiger is to help the tiger die.

Or it's okay to kill the tiger demon, it's not like the water ghost can only look for a replacement.

If Yu Sheng realized, he soon had doubts, "No, that person is riding on the back of a tiger, how can he serve a tiger." ”

Ye Zigao said: "You were bitten to death by a tiger, can you take revenge?"

"I hope I'll be better, if I want to die, I'll bite the tiger to death?" Yu Sheng said.

Ye Zisu looked at him with disdain, "That man's cultivation surpassed that of the Tiger Demon and turned over to be the master." ”

"It turns out that this is how the Tiger Mount came about. "I have some regrets for the rest of my life.

"You want to use the tiger as a mount to find me. Ye Zigao said, "You forget, I am from Junzi City, and my fellow villagers all use tigers as mounts." ”

"You are mounted on pigs. Yu Sheng said.

"Same. Ye Zigao said, "Training pigs is not much different from training tigers." ”

"The key pig is not necessarily trained by you. Bai Xing teased him, "Look at the arsenic and you'll know now." ”

In order to restore the training environment of the upper pig, the leaf height often allows dogs, little white foxes or hairy hairs to run after arsenic to exercise its foot strength.

But arsenic didn't know who to learn from lately, so he lay on the ground as soon as he chased it, exposing his belly on all fours, just waiting for others to touch his belly.

Ye Zigao made an excuse, "That's because I put all my energy on painting and didn't understand the skills of tiger training." ”

"Come on, that's what you painted. "Yu Sheng said,

Ye Zigao took out a stack of drawing paper from his arms unconvinced, "What's wrong with my paintings, is it so unbearable?"

Yu Sheng turned the page and pointed to the painting on the paper depicting the city lord in the shrine slaying the black dragon, "Look at what you painted, except for the eyes, where does it look like a dragon?"

"You don't understand, I'm practicing the finishing touch. Ye Zigao said.

The rest of his life measured the eyes of the city lord who drew them, and they were really brilliant, and he felt that the city lord looked at himself on paper.

He closed the pile of papers, retracted his head back into the carriage, and when he looked up and saw Aunt Qing who was reading carefully, he opened the paper again.

"What do you mean by that finishing touch?" asked Yu Sheng.

"Convey the spirit through the eyes. Ye Zigao said, "People are different, eyes are also different, the ancients are good for people, Mo Liang is better than the eyes." The gods of men are all in the eyes. ”

Yu Sheng was silent after hearing this, until Aunt Qing noticed that Yu Sheng was staring at him, and asked without raising her head, "What do you see me doing?"

"Oh, nothing. Yu Sheng closed the sketch and shook his head secretly, the city lord had been here that day.

"Shopkeeper, let's sell paintings later, and remember to buy me some paper and pens. Ye Zigao said outside.

"Your paintings are only bought by ghosts. Bai Xingxing said, "The dragons are like earthworms." ”

"Hey, this is spring and white snow, you don't understand the Riba people. Ye Zigao said.

I didn't fight with them for the rest of my life, just looked at the rain outside, pondering the thoughts that suddenly popped up in my heart.

"Yangzhou City is almost here. Ye Zigao said.

In the direction of his finger, the green shadow of the city wall emerged from the smoke and rain, and stood there quietly, solemn and solemn.

The city gate soon appeared in front of him, and when a brocade guard stepped forward to stop Mao Mao, he was served by Mao Mao's saliva.

"Go directly to the City Lord's Mansion. Aunt Qing looked up and said.

Without waiting for Bai Xingxing's command, Mao Mao consciously rushed in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

Yangzhou City is much quieter in the rain, but there are also many pedestrians on the road, and there are even vendors hiding under the eaves to sell vegetables.

Perhaps because he was anxious to return home, Mao Mao did not go to the eaves to pick up the vendor's radishes, which made the "donkey, donkey, donkey" who had just shouted out quickly disappear into the rain.

But when he was about to leave West Street, Mao Mao stopped again.

Yu Sheng poked his head out and saw Mao Mao looking straight at a small donkey tied to a tree by the roadside.

The donkey had a strip of red cloth hanging from its head, and its body was already soaked, but it was still safe in the rain.

Behind the donkey was a flatbed cart with some fruits and vegetables on it, and an old man was hiding under a narrow eaves to sell to passers-by.

"Gone, gone. Bai happily urged.

Mao Mao ignored him, and "Angang" shouted and dragged the cart to the little female donkey slowly.

"This little she-donkey looks familiar. Yu Sheng said.

"It's not the one it hooked up with when it sold porridge. Ye Zigao remembered.

When they were fighting with the Cai family, the reason why Mao Mao was late to save the car was because of this little female donkey.

Mao Mao was close to the little female donkey, and under the nose of the rest of his life, the ears and temples of the two donkeys were grinding affectionately.

"This pair of concubines actually distributed donkey food in front of so many people. Yu Sheng said.

The passers-by were all looking at the donkey cart, and the rickety old man also saw it, but the Zhou family's carriage was gorgeous, so he didn't dare to say anything.

Aunt Qing glanced up and said to Yu Sheng, "Hurry up and solve it." ”

The rest of his life was pushed to Ye Zigao, "The life of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, this is the matter of the matchmaker left to you, hurry up." ”

"I want to be a saint, and I actually told two donkeys as a matchmaker. Ye Zigao reluctantly got out of the car.

He walked under the eaves, "Uncle, is this donkey for sale?"

The old man shook his head hurriedly, and without waiting for him to answer, Ye Zigao said again: "Don't worry, money is indispensable to you." ”

Seeing that the old man still didn't agree, Ye Zigao pointed at Mao Mao and said, "This is the city lord's Mao Mao, I can't wronged your donkey." ”

Yu Sheng poked his head out, "Don't worry, if it dares to be half-hearted, I will castrate it." ”

Mao Mao shuddered and looked back at the rest of his life.

The old man still didn't sell, and the passers-by next to him saw that the old man couldn't interject, so he grabbed Ye Zigao and said before he spoke: "Uncle is only left with this donkey now." ”

It turned out that the uncle had no children and no daughters, and his wife raised the donkey as a child, and also relied on the donkey to transport vegetables to the city to earn some money to spend his old age.

As for the last time I asked a tooth man to sell a donkey, it was because my wife was sick, and the family's savings were not enough to hire a witch doctor, so the uncle could only sell the donkey for money to treat the disease.

Who knew that the donkey had just been sold, and when he got home, he didn't wait to ask for a witch doctor, and his wife had already left the world and went to reincarnation.

Needless to say, after the neighbors helped to take care of the aftermath, the lonely uncle wanted to buy the donkey back.

The buyer was also a well-wisher, and under the matchmaking of the tooth man, he sold it to the uncle at the original price.

Since then, one man and one donkey have relied on each other.

Yu Sheng got out of the car and knew that the little female donkey would not be able to buy it back.

He looked at Maomao and the little female donkey, still scattering donkey food.

The rest of his life kicked his butt unpleasantly, "Are you serious?"

"Aang, Aang. Mao Mao went back to the rest of his life, and he couldn't understand it for the rest of his life, but the closeness of the two donkeys could still be seen.

"Uncle, these two donkeys are in love, don't break up from us, in this way, your donkey, we are married. ”

The old man was just about to speak, and the rest of his life was busy saying: "Don't worry, the donkey is kept in your house, this beast ......"