Chapter 3 Grandma Tiger

A gust of mountain wind blew, and the leopard suddenly dropped the carcass of a wild boar and ran up the tree like an arrow, and jumped up to the height of the tree in three vertical and two leaps.

The wild Sanqi tuber that Yun Lang had bitten in his mouth slipped off his mouth, and he stared blankly at the huge tiger head floating on top of his head.

For the first time, he noticed that the tiger's eyes were yellow, perhaps because of the abundant sunlight here, and the two black pupils became two thin vertical lines.

There was no emotion in these eyes, only endless indifference.

The tuber of wild notoginseng that he had worked hard to get fell to his ears, and Yun Lang felt a little pity......

This emotion is very strange, the tiger's mouth is just above the head, but he is feeling sorry for a piece of blood tonic medicine that has not been eaten in his mouth.

I heard that the long whisker on the side of the tiger's mouth is very important to him, and it is his important wide and narrow measurer, and now, this guy is rubbing his beard back and forth on Yunlang's black face unscrupulously.

Could it be that this guy is measuring the size of Yun Lang's head to see if he can swallow it in one bite?

"People? Alive? ”

The sound was unpleasant, like a spoon scraping the bottom of a pot.

The tiger's head was roughly kicked to the side, and an old woman's wrinkled face appeared on top of Yun Lang's head.

Yun Lang first looked at the tiger lying on the side, and then at the wrinkled face that looked jawless because it had no teeth.

Suddenly remembered the terrible story told by my mother-in-law when she was a child, and her eyes rolled and she fainted.

"Grandma Tiger—"

The tiger is not scary, it is the tiger grandmother who is scary...... Tigers don't necessarily eat people, but Grandma Tiger will.

Yun Lang has always thought so, the story of Grandma Tiger, Granny Yun told the young Yun Lang for ten years, and spent a sleepless night with him.

The fear of childhood turned into despair after the real example appeared.

Thinking that her body was not light, Grandma Tiger easily grabbed him with one hand and threw him on the tiger's back.

The tiger looks big, but it's actually very short, and Yun Lang's hands hang on the ground, and his feet are also dragging on the ground, scraping a lot of dead leaves.

Grandma Tiger smiled strangely at the leopard hidden in the tree, and the leopard in the tree screamed and ran to another tree, and then disappeared into the dense forest.

"Quack, run fast!" Grandma Tiger laughed dryly, picked up the dead boar on the ground with one foot, the wild boar turned over in the air, and then landed accurately on the tiger's back, in the same posture as Yun Lang.

It was only at this time that Yun Lang saw clearly that the high bun on Grandma Hu's head was not a bun at all, but a black gauze crown, but it was tied to the chin by a dirty belt, and the gauze crown was very shabby, and at a cursory glance, I thought it was a high bun.

A shabby robe hung loosely on his body, a black leather belt was tied around his waist, and a piece of white and moist white jade was inlaid on the leather belt, even people like Yun Lang who didn't know much about jade could see that this jade belt was very valuable.

There is also a sword hanging from the jade leather belt, the scabbard is made of crocodile skin, the style is simple, and the sword is unique to the sword.

If you don't look at that strange face, this is definitely a human decoration, and his shadow is also a human appearance in the daylight.

Add a bird that sounds like a duck, looks like a duck, and walks around like a duck, then he is a duck.

In the same way, this guy like Grandma Tiger should also be a talent.

Thinking about this, Yun Lang's fear slowly subsided.

The tiger is very obedient, walking on a sheep intestine path without hurry, and occasionally roaring, the mountain forest will panic for a while.

Yun Lang wanted to speak, but unfortunately it was like a piece of fire coal was stuffed in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound.

Grandma Tiger was very curious about Yun Lang's body, and while squeaking and saying words that Yun Lang couldn't understand at a very fast speed, she kept touching his blackened body with her fingers.

Passing through the narrow mountain road, the eyes suddenly open up, the bottom of the mountain is an endless plain, looking at a verdant, dense vegetation from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, a waterfall hangs in the front of the river, the huge water flow hits the hard rock, the water splashes, the mist is steaming, a colorful rainbow across the two mountains is like a beautiful arch bridge.

Descending along the mountain road, the tiger's undulating shoulder bones gave Yun Lang great torture, and at this moment he felt like a person who had been skinned, and it hurt when the wind blew.

Grandma Tiger was walking like a fly on the rugged mountain road, and Yun Lang saw his body rise to a foot high on the ground, and he picked a pear from a wild tree.

Without waiting for Yun Lang to admire, Grandma Tiger raised Yun Lang's head, and with a slight force on her five fingers, the pear was torn apart and finally turned into a puddle of pear pulp in his palm.

The squeezed pear water dripped into Yun Lang's blackened lips, and Yun Lang, who was worried about life and death just now, immediately greedily sucked the pear water, this juice was sweet that he had never tasted.

Until it was dark, the tiger had been walking, and Yun Lang didn't know how many times he had passed out, and when he woke up again, the crescent moon hung coldly in the western sky like a hook.

In front of it is a tall dirt mountain.

The dirt mountain was pitch black, as if there were trees, but the trees were not very tall, at least in the hazy moonlight, Yun Lang did not see the towering appearance of the ancient trees on Lishan Mountain.

Grandma Tiger knelt down in front of the mountain, and her hoarse cry looked extremely miserable in the night.

I don't know how long Grandma Tiger cried, Yun Lang was very warm lying on the tiger's back, and he very much hoped that this guy could show a little more humanity to deepen his trust in his own judgment.

In fact, Yun Lang felt very familiar with that mountain bag, and he couldn't see the whole picture clearly under the moonlight, so he had to suppress his doubts in his heart.

Grandma Tiger cried for a long time, Yun Lang fell asleep, and he was still crying.

When Daystar appeared in the sky, Grandma Tiger straightened her waist, roared at the tiger in a low voice, and then continued on her way.

The tiger is not suitable for riding, the bumps are terrible, especially its undulating leg bones, constantly rubbing Yun Lang's fragile body, obviously the horse is better, Yun Lang does not understand why a master like Grandma Tiger would choose to ride a tiger.

The wild boar around him already tasted after a day and a half of tossing, and many times Yun Lang wondered if he was the same food for him and the tiger in the eyes of Grandma Tiger.

For everything in front of him, Yun Lang has long been numb, since he found that he was almost burned by the fire and still not dead, even if there is a strange thing in front of him, he does not feel that there is nothing unacceptable.

For a long time, he regarded this place as a world of the dead.

A cliff abruptly appeared on the mountain path, and the tiger climbed the rock in one leap, and then followed the stone path into a dark cave.

The tiger shook its body, and Yun Lang fell off the tiger's back, and he could feel the boar's steel needle-like mane piercing into his flesh.

Grandma Tiger kept knocking on two stones, sparks flew everywhere, the fire was fleeting, his expression was very peaceful, but his face was extremely ugly.

A small cluster of fire lit up in the palm of Grandma Tiger's hand, and he carefully puffed and blew, and soon a small cluster of fire eventually turned into a blazing fire.

Yun Lang lay sideways on the edge of the fire, watching the tiger tearing at the carcass of the wild boar, he still chose to close his eyes.

The appearance of the tiger eating is definitely not pleasing to the eye.

Grandma Tiger used a sword to cut off a pig's leg, the sword was very sharp, the pig's leg fell to the ground, and Grandma Tiger was very casually put on the fire to barbecue.

A piece of skin that I don't know what kind of beast it was was thrown on Yun Lang's body by Grandma Tiger, and Yun Lang couldn't help but open his eyes and look at him.

The cave was filled with the smell of roasted pig hair, and even if the smell on Yun Lang's body couldn't smell there, he was still disgusted.

The fat in the pork leg was forced out by the flames, and it fell into the fire pit and from time to time a fire flashed.

Grandma Tiger used to roast the pork leg for less time than Yun Lang imagined, and it should not have been cooked.

Grandma Tiger is very unparticular about eating, similar to a tiger, just biting with her teeth and cutting with a sword.

Eat just as fast.

Yun Lang's mouth was roughly pinched open by Grandma Tiger, and a large ball of white grease with an indescribable taste was stuffed into his mouth.

The fat melts in your mouth, and this is probably the most essential part of this pork leg.

The well-fed tiger lay on the edge of the fire, purring like a sleeping old cat, and the tiger's grandmother was also leaning against the cave wall, constantly napping.

And Yun Lang had already been thrown on the firewood pile by the wall by Grandma Hu.

In fact, at this time, the sky was already bright, and with the help of the afterglow of the morning sun leaking into the cave, Yun Lang looked at the cave again.

After last night's ordeal, he was already very sure that Grandma Tiger and Tigers had no intention of eating him.

If he's lucky, he'll be able to spend a very memorable time in this cave.

The cave is actually very neat and square, and the stone walls are full of traces of chisels, even if they have been smoked by smoke and fire, they can still see every furnishing here.

There is no shortage of stone tables, stone benches, and stone beds, and there is even an oil lamp in the recess in the stone wall.

The shape of the oil lamp is simple, and it can even be said to be exquisite, the shape of the crane is ingenious, and it seems to be a few simple embellishments, but it shows a vivid crane.

Yun Lang wanted to find something familiar from here, but unfortunately, he couldn't find any of them, even the robes hanging on the walls were very different from the ones he knew.

It wasn't until noon when the sun was at its fiercest that Grandma Tiger slowly stood up, and he washed his face carefully in this stone trough filled with water, then put on his black gauze crown again, re-tied the jade leather belt, put on the sword, poured a lot of water on Yunlang, and then set off with the tiger.

Yun Lang even felt a little solemn in this process, how to say it? It's like a great general making the final preparations before fighting.