Chapter 641: Divine Tiger Heals 2
The young man's face became extremely pale, the corners of his mouth were pursed, and his arms clenched into fists trembled slightly. With {dream} small ◢ say шщЩ.
"How?" Eleven squinted at the young man in front of him, and Sakura's lips opened slightly, "Have you thought about what to exchange for your father's life?" ”
The young man took a deep breath, slowly raised his head, and said in a sonorous voice, "Life for life." ”
When the onlookers heard this, they began to talk again.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes." The young man nodded heavily, looked directly at the white tiger's golden eyes and said, "As long as the divine tiger is willing to save my father, why die!" Come on! ”
Eleven looked at the young man kneeling on the ground as if he was dead and ready, the corners of his eyes raised slightly, and he reached out and patted the white tiger beside him.
The white tiger flicked his tail, walked up to the young man with a wagging movement, and opened his bloody mouth and roared in his direction.
Many people around were so frightened that their legs were weak, and some people directly covered their eyes with their hands, not wanting to see the young man's blood splashed on the spot, and the flesh and blood were flying.
The young man closed his eyes tightly and tensed his body, waiting for death.
In the end, he felt only a fleshy thing clasp on his head, and he couldn't help frowning slightly, and mustered up the courage to open his eyes slowly.
I saw the white tiger standing in front of him, one front paw gently placed on the top of his head, so frightened that he sat on the ground, and the strange thing is that the white tiger also gently patted the top of his head twice, as if the adult was comforting a coquettish child.
The white tiger withdrew its front paws and stood in front of him, its golden eyes staring at him.
"This ......"
The young man suddenly couldn't understand what Shenhu meant.
Is this because he dislikes that his meat is not tasty, or is his life too cheap to pay for his father's diagnosis?
The more he thought about it, the more unpleasant it became, and he felt that he was useless, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten.
"Lead the way." The understatement got into the lad's ears.
The young man couldn't help but be stunned, with a blank and confused face.
"Shenhu is interested in your filial piety, not your flesh." Eleven bit down on a sugar gourd and said, "Are you trying to save your father?" Don't hurry up and lead the way. ”
The young man only understood at this time, his face was pale, his face was gloomy, because of this news, he suddenly smiled, quickly got up, and left with one person and one tiger.
Many of the onlookers around went along, wanting to see how the Divine Tiger cured the disease and saved people.
The young man took Eleven and the White Tiger into South Street and entered an alley.
Seeing this, Eleven's eyes bent even more.
The alleys are all next to each other, and there are relatively poor families living in them, and few outsiders enter on weekdays, and they are soon blocked by onlookers.
Many women who were standing outside the door chatting, when they saw a huge white tiger, they turned into the house in fright, and closed the door with a snap, and the strong man who was a little bolder naturally followed.
"This is my home." The young man opened the door and let Eleven and White Tiger in.
The house in the alley is no better than the house outside, as soon as you push the door open, it is the room, and there is no yard, so the bamboo sticks out of the window and hangs the clothes on the bamboo poles to dry.
As soon as the door opened, a smell of traditional Chinese medicine and sour sweat came to the face, making many onlookers cover their noses with a look of disgust.
When the young man heard these gossip, his face turned red, and he didn't know what to do.