Chapter 70 (1) Wild Horror

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The tiger walked away, seeing its huge yellow figure, disappearing behind the hillside, several people here, their hearts were still pounding, you look at me, I look at you, frightened.

The two hunters, carrying steel forks and bows and arrows, stepped forward and made a gesture to Jiang Yuniang, "Woman, you must be a living immortal, you saved everyone." At the same time, he stretched out his finger to Zhang Xiaoliu, "Little brother, it's good, this stick is beautiful." ”

Zhang Xiaoliu wiped the sweat from his forehead, shook his head, put the three-section stick in his hand, and let out a long breath, "Oh my God, it scared me." ”

Jiang Yuniang smiled: "Brother Orion, this tiger won't come back, right?" ”

"No, no," the man with the steel fork shook his hand repeatedly, "the tiger's temperament can be arrogant, it was punched by you, and it was frustrated, and it will never come back to fight indiscriminately, but if it is allowed to bump into you again next time, it will not admit defeat, and will definitely raise its full spirit and launch an attack, so you have to be careful at that time." ”

"Okay, thank you, big brother."

"The woman is so good." The middle-aged businessman turned out from behind the tree and praised Jiang Yuniang with a smile, "Wu Song was just like this back then, and this man-tiger battle this evening is enough to write a heavy stroke." Who would have thought that a weak woman could beat the king of beasts and escape, it is simply amazing, too amazing. ”

"I didn't shoot the tiger away," Jiang Yuniang said lightly: "It must have found that there were other prey nearby, so it rushed over to chase it." It's the nature of an animal to be easy to catch. "The performance of the middle-aged businessman in front of the tiger just now made Jiang Yuniang despised, although it is normal to panic at a critical moment, but a big man only cares about hiding behind women and children, after all, it is almost shameless. Jiang Yuniang hated him a little, but out of politeness, she still replied twice.

"Oh my god."

It was the cry of a bare-chested man, and it was only then that he and another man wearing a hat could react, and realized that he had picked up a life, and for the rest of his life, he was relieved, lying on his back in the grass, his chest still lying together, wheezing for breath.

"Thank you for the heroine and this little knight." The middle-aged businessman said to the two men.

"Thank you, thank you," the two men were still lying panting, and did not get up.

Mo Xiaojie pulled Jiang Yuniang and said excitedly: "Sister Jiang, it turns out that those legends are true, you are really amazing." ”

The sun had set, and a faint shadow had shrouded the mountain, and the hunter with the steel fork said enthusiastically: "Everyone, it's getting late now, where are you all going?" If you don't dislike it, how about going to our hunting house to rest? ”

There are few people in the mountains, and some hunters come out to hunt and cannot always return home, so they often build simple huts on the mountains, called hunting houses, as a place to rest and rest. People who walk on mountain roads are tired, they can also go in to rest, and some shacks are also equipped with rice grains and pot stoves, which are convenient for passers-by to eat.

The middle-aged merchant said: "That's great, since you suggested going to the hunting house, it means that the village is still far away, the mountains here are high and dense, and it is inconvenient to travel at night, I think, we can rest in the hunting house for one night, it is also very good." "He's quick-witted, quick-witted, and understands how to judge things.

Jiang Yuniang looked at the middle-aged businessman, and saw that his complexion was delicate and fair, and he was wearing ordinary linen clothes, but he was quite neatly tied, obviously from a wealthy family, with a pair of eyes shining and sparkling, and always had smile lines on his face, and he looked kind. Jiang Yuniang asked, "Sir, your surname?" ”

"Your surname is Xu," the merchant said with a smile: "I usually go back and forth in Xiangnan and run some small businesses, listen to the words of this little sister just now, your surname is Jiang, right?" ”

"Yes, hello Mr. Xu. What kind of business do you do? Do you run only in Shonan? Jiang Yu Niang asked. She didn't care about this person's business, but felt that this businessman had a good face and a bad heart, and he didn't seem to be a general, so she talked a few more words to probe his tone.

"I'm in the pearl and jade business, alas, the current situation is chaotic, and the business is very difficult to do, so I can't open the pot. I usually go to southern Hunan and sometimes to Hubei. ”

"Ouch, ouch," the bare-chested man frowned and cried, it turned out that he had broken his foot when he fell, and when the tiger was there just now, he was not aware of it, but now it was too peaceful, and when he stood up and walked, he found that it hurt, and he couldn't help but hold on to the tree and scream. The companion next to him complained to him: "I'm not injured, what are you screaming, the tiger didn't bite you just now." ”

"Dare to love your feet without pain, and stand and talk without back pain."

Ah Hu and Da Yu laughed at each other, and the shirtless man held back the pain, and with the support of his companions, he limped, and with everyone, followed the two hunters, through the woods, and walked down the mountain. Zhang Xiaoliu asked, "Brother Orion, did you place that rope sleeve?" ”

"Yes," said the man with the steel fork, "Originally, we wanted to catch wild boars, who knew that we had encountered a tiger, our brothers had never hunted a tiger, but we were so scared that our souls flew into the sky, if it wasn't for the heroine......"

"Don't say that," Jiang Yuniang smiled: "You are older than me, call me Xiao Jiang." ”

"Yes, sister of the Jiang family, the two of us have been hunting for thirty years, but we have never encountered such a thing, who dares to face the tiger head-on? It's okay with your martial arts, this courage is really bigger than a wheel. That trick just now, I can't believe the eyes, a little off, and don't put my arm into the tiger's mouth? It's scary. ”

"And this little brother is also amazing," another hunter with a bow and arrow praised Zhang Xiaoliu, "This stick is accurate enough, although it ...... The tiger's skin is thick and hard-boned, and it can't hurt it, but it also plays a majestic role. ”

"Haha."

Walking through the woods, all the way up the mountain, everyone chatted and introduced each other, the two people wearing hats claimed to be working in the cellar factory, and went back to their hometown because of the matter, greedy for the shortcut over the mountains and mountains, but they didn't want to almost be full of tiger kisses. The two kept scolding the tiger, and their mouths were not clean, and Mr. Xu said: "You'd better shut up, the tiger has spirituality, and when it hears anyone scolding it, it will come to you at night to scold it." ”

Jiang Yuniang took the horn in Ah Hu's hand, looked left and right, the horn can generally blow sound, but the sound of Ah Hu's horn can drive the tiger, it is very strange, this horn is beautiful, the horn is clear and thick, and it is tied to a string of bone ornaments, which is smooth and moist by Ah Hu, but there are no other abnormalities.

Mr. Xu seemed to be knowledgeable and said: "I am engaged in jewelry, and some ancient musical instruments, whether they are bone or jade, and the timbre produced is full of ancient meaning, which is completely different from the newly made ones. Moreover, the sound of an instrument that looks exactly the same can vary greatly, which has to do with whether its material is thick and whether the pores are smooth, and whether it has passed over time. The sound of this horn blowing, I heard it just now, seems to be like an ancient musical instrument, deep and low, revealing a long and ancient meaning, reminiscent of the ancient flood era, in my opinion, maybe this is a coincidence, maybe this horn is an antiquity. (To be continued.) )