So no matter how the tiger jumped frantically below, but there was nothing to do about the boy hanging on the trunk, at least I fell more than a meter away from me, and I continued to climb up, after climbing to an oblique branch as a support, Ben Gongzi put one hand on the oblique branch, and his legs continued to tightly wrap around the trunk in the form of an old tree root, and finally pulled out a hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead.

I applaud my witty choice too much, and I'm too glad that I was able to escape. Otherwise, Ben Gongzi may become the first excellent traverser to die in the mouths of wild animals. I don't know how many people will laugh at it, and even I suspect that if this son is killed by a tiger, there may only be such a short sentence left in history: Changsun Wuji, the brother of the eldest grandson queen, an excellent calligrapher of the Sui Dynasty, but because he shot a tiger by mistake during hunting, he was killed by a crazy injured tiger and died young......

Well, unless the historian can get here and interview me in person, the latter few sentences are completely impossible to appear in the history books.

Looking at the injured tiger that was still roaring and jumping under the tree, I was really a little worried and sad as I maintained the posture of the old tree rooting on the trunk......

To live or to die, this is a philosophical question worth pondering. How should Lao Tzu let this damn unlucky tiger let Ben Gongzi live, this is a major matter of life.

This tiger is really not small, even the head and tail are afraid that it is fast? One? Root? Read? The novel xstxt is two meters five meters, it is definitely a South China tiger in the prime of life, and it looks fat and strong, it seems that this guy's usual jungle life is quite bourgeoisie, but what kind of nerves does this guy have today, where to jump is not good, do you have to hit the feather arrow of this son?

The question is what now? Ben Gongzi's hatred value for this injured tiger is XMA, and if you want to let this tiger who was blinded by me shoot one eye let me live, at present, it is really a bit difficult, mainly because there is no target around to attract the hatred value of this tiger.

Time passed minute by minute, Ben Gongzi finally moved his ass to the tree that stretched out diagonally, and he was glad that Ben Gongzi provoked a tiger who couldn't climb a tree, not a leopard or a bear that was comparable to Spider-Man's speed up the tree, otherwise, Ben Gongzi was now afraid that he would have gone to heaven or rejoined the queue of traversers.

This tiger was very stubborn, shaking the head with the feather arrow, constantly trying to pounce up, roaring again and again, although it had climbed to a safe distance, but this son was still very frightened.

If my brother Hongji, who cut off the head of the chicken and burned the yellow paper, how good it would be to be here, with his strength of at least more than 90 yuan, with his years of hunting experience, even if he can't clean up this tiger, he has a way to lure it away, so how can Ben Gongzi stay on the tree fork and practice monkey squatting like now. Wipe!

I don't know how long I waited, but my butt was numb from staying on it, and my arms were already sore. The damned tiger had no intention of leaving, and still circled the tree below, leaping from time to time, showing off the feathered arrows in his eye sockets, which made me extremely speechless.

Finally, I remembered that I had another sharp weapon, or rather, that Ben Gongzi was stupid just now, and forgot to call those fox friends who came to hunt to come to the rescue. Well, while it would be a bit humiliating to do that, the problem is better than losing your life.

I took a deep breath and used my voice to speak in a parvarotti voice that was almost perfect in the form of a chant aria: "Help, ahhh......h

Then, after about two or three minutes, Ben Gongzi, who was holding back his vitality again, performed the second life-saving voice with a fancy singing voice......

Nothing more than three means that the same bad thing should not be done three times in a row. It originates from the allusion of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, "one blow, then decline, and three exhaustion". The Chinese seem to have a plot about three, and "things are not three" is used to warn people not to make the same mistake again; The "three declines and exhaustion" is supported by the historical allusions of the two countries at war.

From a modern scientific point of view, three is a stable number, and a triangle is the most stable figure. The development and change of general things have their internal laws, in addition to the fact that things are not more than three, there is also the saying that there are no more than three generations, in fact, the "three" here are imaginary fingers, not referring to the real three or three.

The third thing is that the good or bad things that happen to a person will not exceed a certain number, and eventually it will go in the opposite direction. That's why the world will be in harmony with yin and yang.

After my third life-saving exit, with a faint melancholy and regretful aftermath still lingering in the woods, Ben Gongzi finally heard a stirring sound, that is, the sound of the horses' continuous trampling on the grass and the sound of their fierce hooves. And I could tell from the sound of hooves that it was definitely more than just one horse.

"Help...... Who's going to help, beg me, there's a big tiger going to eat people! Ben Gongzi regained all his spirit in an instant, and a affectionate, sincere call echoed in the jungle again.

At this time, the colorful tiger under the tree began to let out a low whine like a whimper, and the hair between its neck seemed to stand on end. The tiger's head turned vigilantly in the direction from which the sound of hooves came.

"Brother Mowgli, don't panic, my little sister is here to save you!" Just as my call fell, a crisp and powerful voice was heard. Your sister! It's actually Li Yaoguang!

"I said Li Sanniang, this is an adult tiger, you better find a few more people to come over, I can withstand it." A fourteen-year-old girl, does she think she can fight a tiger alone? In the past, I have read countless episodes of heroes saving beauty, and I used to sigh very much, that hero is Mao is not me.

Why didn't God give me a chance to save a beauty, today, I finally waited for a beauty, unfortunately, it's not the hero who saves the beauty, but the beauty who saves the hero,!

Although I have confidence in Li Sanniang's archery skills, she is only a little girl after all, what if her mount is the same as my mount and mutinies? I don't believe this chick can have the agility and skill that I can get close to Spider-Man.

As if to confirm my words, the colorful tigers under the trees roared wildly, and then the frightened neighing of horses and the angry shouts of Li Sanniang were heard in the distance, and the sound of hooves did not come closer, but went into the distance. Damn, it won't scare this little girl's mount away, right?

At this moment, this son hugged the big tree, it was really a little crying and laughing, although I didn't have much hope for a fourteen-year-old girl to save me, but now this glimmer of hope has been taken away by those timid horses, it is really a little speechless, I just hope that Li Sanniang can control the mount as soon as possible, and pull more people, so as to save this son from this big tree.

Although this big tree gives me hope for survival, I still don't want to stay on it, after all, we are human beings, not primates who like to eat and drink on the tree.

And what I didn't expect was that Li Sanniang, who was dressed in a bearded robe, with a horizontal knife on her waist and a good bow in her hand, had already appeared at the edge of this woodland, and when she saw her feet wearing thin-skinned fast boots, she stepped on the lush weeds on the woodland, I couldn't help but be stunned, this girl is crazy?!