Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Tiger Rebels, and the Owl Guards the Country
A big tiger with a flower skin, the tiger's mouth is closed one by one, but it is the voice of the marker, "Come on!" Come on! Come here! ”
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We can't think about it, the tiger turned his head, and there was a clear hint of banter in his eyes?
"It's coming!"
I finally understand why tigers can speak human words! When its mouth is wide open, a distorted human face appears and disappears in the tiger's mouth.
The standard is not calm, it is not calm. Obviously, I met a ghost.
Master once said that according to legend, tigers bite people to death, and the dead dare not adapt to him, so they obey the tiger. It's called a ghost. He is the leader of the tiger, and when he encounters a dark machine ambush on the way, he moves to it. When people meet tigers, they are all self-extricating. The tiger sees people and eats them.
During the Changqing period of Tang Muzong, legend has it that there was a priest Ma Zheng, and I heard that there was an elder Fuhu living in Zhurongfeng in Hengshan. He took a child servant and went up the mountain to visit the elder.
He climbed Zhurong Peak and saw a Buddhist temple, and sure enough, there was an old monk with white hair. The old monk was very enthusiastic and had to leave Ma Zheng to eat, but the oil and salt in the kitchen happened to run out. Ma Zheng told the boy servant to go down the mountain to buy oil and salt. The old monk escorted him out of the temple gate. Ma Zheng stood alone by the temple and watched the mountain scenery. At this time, another hermit named Ma Nua came from the bottom of the mountain. After exchanging names, Ma Nua said that he saw a tiger calling for someone halfway up the mountain...... Ma Zheng asked the man's age, appearance, and clothing, and exclaimed, "That's my child servant!" Ma Nuan said, "The strange thing is that after the tiger ate people, he suddenly turned into an old monk with a white beard. After a while, the old monk came back, and Ma Nuan whispered to Ma Zheng: "It is this monk." It was late in the morning, and the old monk wanted to invite them to live in the monk's room, but the two liked to live in the hall. They bolted the door tightly and watched the movement outside. In the middle of the night, a tiger came to bang on the door several times, and the two of them resisted it so hard that the door was not knocked open. Determined to get rid of the man-eating tiger, the two finally come up with a good solution.
Early the next morning, the two said that a strange sound came from a well in the backyard and tricked the old monk to the well. When the old monk came to the mouth of the well to look, Ma Nua pushed him down the well with force. As soon as the monk fell into the water, he immediately turned into a tiger. The two brought in a large rock and smashed it to death. The two got lost on their way down the mountain, but fortunately they met a hunter and stayed in a hut built on a tree for the night.
In the middle of the night, Ma Zheng was suddenly woken up by the sound of people under the tree. He saw through the moonlight that there were dozens of people, shouting to avenge the tiger. The hunter told them that they had been eaten by tigers, but when they died, they made way for the tigers and became ghosts. Ma Zheng scolded: "You ghosts, you died in the mouth of the tiger, and you have to cry and avenge it!" ”
I have only been with Master for three years, and I have a lot of theoretical knowledge! The first time I saw a ghost, I was really scared.
The so-called ghost, the slave of the tiger. The tiger that eats people and can enslave ghosts has become a demon!
Uncle Zou swallowed, "Wake up!" It's a restless Siberian tiger! ”
"Uncle, is this tiger in charge of this forest?" Huang Biao clenched the five or six styles, ready to shoot at any time.
Uncle Zou shook his head, "No, it's a night owl in charge of this place!" I've seen it when I hunted in the tunzi, and it's a spiritual stick! ”
I want to ask again, but the ghost in the tiger's mouth is no longer willing.
As the saying goes, it's better to hear a ghost cry than to see a ghost laugh.
Ghosts who can laugh out loud are naturally resentful, not ordinarily strong. This ghost was eaten alive by the evil tiger before his death, and his resentment was not small, and after his death, he was detained by the evil tiger, and the tiger itself has a sky-high evil spirit, this ghost is naturally not easy to get along with.
Listening to the sharp laughter of the ghost in the tiger's mouth, a man and three strong guys all got goosebumps. It's hard to deal with.
The reason is also simple to deal with, kill the evil tiger, and the ghosts will be free, and they will naturally go to the underworld to receive cause and effect.
But tigers are so easy to kill? Moreover, it is a famous Siberian tiger!
The palms of his hands were sweaty, and no one dared to shoot the first shot. It's a death if you don't open it! If you open it, you may not be able to live. Huang Biao gritted his teeth, "Brothers, let's fight!" ”
"You evil tiger, hurt people's names, do evil! Don't follow the rules of the forest? Uncle Zou held the gun, and his confidence was slightly lacking.
The Siberian Tiger didn't react, and the corners of his mouth flashed a sneer humanely, but he was still somewhat concerned about the guy in our hands, and the four of them and one tiger were deadlocked.
Throughout the silent night, a hissing suddenly sounded. Uncle Zou's face was overjoyed, "The person in charge is here!" ”
The three of us didn't dare to relax, and we were also curious in our hearts about what was sacred in this forest. The Siberian tiger heard the hiss and was visibly uneasy. With a roar from the tiger's head, the whole forest seemed to have an evil wind.
When the nervous body was sweating, the Siberian tiger roared again and walked away.
"Donkey Day! Stimulate! Can the steward scare a tiger away? Hey, awesome! Huang Biao gasped, and Ma Zi and I quietly wiped our sweat.
Uncle Zou didn't relax darkly, "It's weird!" This tiger is not afraid! ”
"What else can I do? All gone! Huang Biao didn't care.
"Not good! This tiger is here to fight for turf! Uncle Zou was taken aback. And he said, "Follow up, this forest can't give this tiger either!" Otherwise, there will be a big disaster!"
The brother didn't know why, but he still followed. "Uncle! What's going on? ”
"I'm afraid this tiger is here to stand up!" Uncle Zou didn't look at us, his face was very anxious, "It's the same as changing the dynasty before!" If you want to be an emperor, you have to get the old emperor down, right? "I don't understand," Uncle Zou added.
Suddenly, it turns out that the stick is like this! "The original stick was a night owl? What is it? ”
"Owl! Got it, shriveled calf? It's a very spiritual stick, and he has saved a lot of hunters in the tunzi! ”
"Is this still enough? An owl a Siberian tiger? Isn't this an old hen fighting a weasel, looking for death? Huang Biao spread his hands.
"Alright, stop arguing! It's like a stupid roe deer! Come on, we can't leave it alone! "Uncle Zou is very anxious.
Brother is inexplicable, an owl, what are you anxious about, Uncle Zou sighed and said, the baby is not a mountain person after all, a spiritual stick is like a good relative for a hunter, and will take care of people!
Uncle Zou seemed to be very concerned about the safety of the owl, and pulled us to step on the snow nest and follow the tiger mark with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
Far away, a roar was full of provocation, shaking the branches of the trees to fall snow foam, and before we could get to the place, we had already seen countless robed rabbits and even hibernating snakes scurrying like panicked headless flies.
What's even more bizarre is that a blind bear ran with a fan-like bear paw and shook his buttocks, and when he saw the four of us, he was stunned for a moment and covered his face and continued to run. Scared the brothers.
The brothers are all curious, and they have been listening to the people in the tunzi say that the existence of the "stick", but what kind of status this stick has in the old forests of the northeast, we have never been very clear. An owl scared a blind bear like this.