"There are no bows and arrows or anything, we don't have any archers in the county, but there are some wooden arrows here, why don't I try them?"

A servant with a cloth wrap on his head heard Zhao Lan's words, shook his head, took a few sharp pieces of wood and bamboo from the hands of the ragged young man, and threw them in his hand like throwing a javelin, and threw them towards the bushes.

I only heard a swishing sound of breaking the air, and the bamboo piece was inserted into the bushes impartially, and the nearly one-meter-long bamboo piece shook in the bushes, and then it was inserted diagonally there without moving.

"Did you hit or didn't hit?"

Everyone stood in the center of the trap and watched for a long time, but they didn't see any follow-up changes, and they all looked at each other blankly.

A servant scratched his neck, looked at the brother next to him with an uncertain look on his face and said, "Didn't you just stab yourself to death?" ”

"Do you think it's possible?"

The official who had just thrown the bamboo spear glanced at his friend speechlessly, and then raised a bamboo spear again, and threw the bamboo spear in his hand with a violent wave of his arm.

This time, there was finally movement.

A white tiger jumped out the moment the bamboo spear flew out of the officer's hand, and a quick tiger pounced to the rest of the woods, then stared at the crowd around it, roared, and strode away into the woods.

Zhao Lan frowned and watched the tiger leave, and said to a few people around him: "If I'm not mistaken, there seems to be some problems with the tiger's front feet just now, and it seems to be walking one after another." ”

"That sounds like it's true." When the middle-aged official heard Zhao Lan's words, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with an excited look on his face: "Maybe it was pierced by Erniu's shot just now, or let's just slaughter it while it was injured." ”

The rest of the servants who heard his proposal immediately became excited, and shouted to pick up the tools they had scattered on the ground, preparing to chase in the direction where the tiger had disappeared.

Zhao Lan frowned and watched them pack up their things, pulled Yunzhu and said, "Now it seems that there is a bit of danger here, why don't we follow them first, and let them escort us back to the village when the time comes." ”

Zhao Lan also had some concerns in her heart.

If he was alone, he would have escaped even if there were two tigers, but he would have been coerced in a tree for the night, and he really didn't believe that the tiger would not leave. But if there are Yunzhu by his side, Zhao Lan really doesn't dare to take risks, there are more people, and he can protect him more thoroughly.

Yun Zhu thought about it and nodded, and with Zhao Lan carrying the basket on his back, he followed these officials.

Everyone ran to the place where the tiger had just left, looked at the blood on the ground, and raised their eyebrows in surprise. Sure enough, the brute was indeed injured. After laughing a few times at each other, everyone followed the blood stains on the ground and trotted briskly in the direction where the tiger had left.

"This is still a rare big worm, if you peel the skin, those landlords are afraid that they will spend a lot of money to buy it."

Walking on the road, several officials were not idle, discussing the benefits of killing the big worm, and they joked with each other. What tiger whip to whom, tiger meat to whom, the tiger skin has been booked by the two teenagers, and everyone has no intention of grabbing it, and in a few words, they have distributed all the parts of the tiger that is still missing and is still bouncing.

The blood stains on the ground are getting more and more messy, and they are getting denser and denser, Zhao Lan looked at the messy footprints on the ground, guessing that the tiger's feet are not lightly injured, and now they should be unable to run.

Finally, just as everyone ran out of the woods and came to a clearing, they finally saw a white tiger trudging through the water in a small stream in the distance.

"Right there, brothers, slaughter this beast."

The middle-aged man roared, dropped the pretending on his body, and rushed over with a waist knife in the lead. The big man who looks nearly forty years old, but his momentum at the moment is more fierce than that of young people in their teens and twenties.

The rest of the people also yelled excitedly, and with a frantic look, they all took their knives in their mouths and jumped into the stream in front of them.

Zhao Lan put the basket on the ground and said to Yunzhu beside him: "You stay here, I'll help them." ”

The gray-clothed young man also grabbed his younger brother, who looked excited, pressed him to the ground and said, "I'll just go with Uncle Wang, you stay here." ”

The ragged young man shook his head, looking stubborn, and said with a dissatisfied face: "No, I also want to avenge my father." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, stay here and don't move, otherwise my brother will beat you."

Hearing the threatening words of the gray-clothed young man, the younger brother shut up and sat on the ground dejectedly, watching his brother rush into the stream with Zhao Lan, sullenly poking the ground with a bamboo gun.

When Yunzhu saw the appearance of the ragged boy, she immediately squinted her eyes and laughed, squatted beside him, patted him on the shoulder and comforted the ragged boy.

When the white tiger came ashore, it seemed that he had no strength, and the wound on his front leg was dripping with blood, and I don't know if it was because of excessive blood loss or because it was washed away by the water in the stream, and half of his leg was covered with traces of blood.

Struggling to run forward a few steps by the blood-soaked stream, the white tiger roared weakly, staggered a few times, and finally fell to the ground weakly.

Several people in the stream saw that the white tiger had fallen on the shore, and the speed of swimming forward suddenly increased a lot, and they soon rushed to the shore together.

The white tiger looked back and saw the servants coming ashore, and seemed to be very anxious, opened his mouth and roared a few times, struggled to get up, and limped towards the woods not far ahead.

"Kill!"

The middle-aged man brandished his waist knife and quickly caught up with the white tiger, holding the knife with both hands and slashing fiercely at the tiger's buttocks.

"Roar~"

The tiger roared, and when he saw that the officials behind him were chasing too fast, he decisively gave up running. With three feet on the ground, his body jumped forward as if it was loaded with a spring, dodging the fatal knife of the middle-aged man behind him. landed not far in front of the middle-aged man, lifted the front legs in his hand, leaned over, stared at the middle-aged man with small steps, and slowly retreated.

The rest of the officials also arrived one after another, panting and forming a fan, staring at the tiger in front of them.

"Brother Wang, you really didn't cover it, I can't see that you are running so fast."

The chest of the cloth baotou servant rose and fell violently, bent over to support his knees, panted and gave a thumbs up to the middle-aged man and praised: "None of our brothers can outrun you." ”

The middle-aged man heard the praise of the brother beside him, his eyes were fixed on the tiger in front of him, and he laughed in a low voice without looking back: "Of course, when I Lao Wang participated in the war in Shaanxi, it was a scud who was famous in the barracks, and Duke Wen Zheng personally appreciated a glass of wine." ”

"Oh, did Brother Wang kill anyone back then?"

Another official slowly approached the creeping white tiger with a knife, joking with the middle-aged man next to him, Lao Wang.

"Not only people, there are a lot of blind bears in Shaanxi, and we have to compete with those blind bears on weekdays."

Lao Wang smiled, touched the front of the white tiger with a few people around him, and laughed in a low voice: "Brothers, you have to be careful, don't be counterattacked by this big worm." ”

"It's okay, it's just a little brute."

The other official chuckled, shouted loudly, jumped up and waved the spear in his hand, and slashed at the white tiger's head like a mountain.