Compared with the brightness of the practice room, there are some black holes behind this small door, and it is finally a little more mysterious.

After Su Ling opened the door of this secret room, the eyes that looked at me were inexplicably a little more expectant.

Seeing that I was just holding the book in my hand and looking at her silently, she simply glanced at me with a little anger and entered the secret room first.

At this time, I only felt a little that Su Ling, a girl, was probably not suitable to be the so-called personal butler, and the professional appearance at the beginning was probably strong, just because I 'fought' to talk to a few times, and some of my own thoughts and tempers began to be a little unable to hide no matter what.

Soon, a warm yellow light lit up behind the small door, and it swayed a little.

Compared to the bright lights outside, it was immediately clear that the lights of the so-called secret room were ancient lighting such as candlelight or oil lamps.

This made me a little more curious, because I believe that it was designed by such a clever architect that there could not be a room without electricity, and the only explanation can only be that it was intentional.

Why is this deliberately so? Instead of guessing here, let's see for yourself.

I didn't think too much about it, but put down the book in my hand and walked straight to the secret room.

As soon as I entered, I hadn't had time to see anything clearly? First of all, I felt a strong evil aura, and the induction of this evil qi had nothing to do with spiritual sense, but was too strong, as long as a person was here, he could feel it.

When I looked up, I found a huge tiger head hanging in the middle of the room, vivid and lifelike, and the evil aura that soared to the sky was emitted by this tiger head specimen.

I just glanced at the specimen of the tiger's head hanging in the room, as if I saw a huge, formidable, and infinitely imposing giant tiger in the middle of the ice and snow, pacing slowly like a king, with an elegant posture, cold eyes, and slightly exposed fangs full of blood.

Everywhere you go, all things avoid it.

Can you imagine how majestic this tiger was when he was alive, and who could slash it? Make a specimen of its head and hang it in the room for decoration?

I couldn't help frowning slightly, and I also had some doubts in my heart, this tiger head is huge, at least half the size of the tiger head I have seen in the zoo, and the fangs in the mouth are even more amazing, no one will doubt that it is a sharp little dagger, what kind of tiger is this? Even if the Siberian tiger is relatively large, it won't have this appearance, right?

What's even more strange is that unusual evil aura, although it is already a 'dead' aura, but it still exists today, will it be an ordinary tiger before it was born?

With puzzled eyes, I just looked at this tiger head, and walked into the house step by step, at this time, Su Ling didn't know when he appeared next to me, holding an oil lamp in his hand, looking at my side face, even the sound of breathing became slight.

Then by the light of the oil lamp, I could see clearly that under the tiger's head, there was a banner hanging, although the words on it were not big, but they were written in a dragon and phoenix dance, outlining the chic and uninhibited between the turns, and the strength of the back of the paper.

I know a little bit about antiques, and I have some appreciation for calligraphy, but because such words are too wild, some can't contain the feeling, so the writing is not the best, but it can also be seen that the owner of the word must have a decisive character and does not like to accept the constraints.

I silently took the oil lamp in Su Ling's hand and looked carefully at the words on the banner.

In the winter of XX year, XX village was hit by a tiger disaster, and there were more than 180 people in the village, all of whom were spared from reading the words on the banner in a low voice, just about 100 words, which roughly described a brief incident.

Translated to the effect that in the winter of a certain year, the people in a village were plagued by a tiger, anyway, I don't know what kind of tiger it is, in short, the whole village did not leave a living mouth, because the village is remote, and the county order at that time was also afraid of such a catastrophe, but also because of the superstition that it was a tiger fairy, he actually concealed this matter, and did not dare to organize hunters, and no hunters dared to go to the mountains to hunt tigers.

At that time, I was eighteen years old, just out of the mountain gate, and my blood was strong, and I happened to pass by a nearby town, and when I heard about this tragedy, I was not angry and suspicious, this was not an ordinary mountain tiger, in short, I wanted to seek justice for this more than 180 lives, and resolve the resentment in the village. So, it was decided to go up the mountain alone to hunt.

After tracking the big tiger in the mountains and forests for more than ten days, he finally found the traces of the evil animal, which turned out to be a fierce tiger that was about to demonize, not thinking about the right way, but wanting to take a shortcut, eat people and gather people's aura, and help himself go further.

In the end, he drew his sword and fought with the fierce tiger, almost using all his strength, and in the case of serious injuries, the head of the fierce tiger was beheaded.

This is the first time since I came out of the mountain, so I left this head to commemorate.

That's probably what all the text means, and my translation can probably be read smoothly, but although this text is recorded plain and unexaminable, just by relying on imagination, you can actually taste a little bit of the thrilling behind this story, and the wind and clouds when fighting.

What kind of people have such skills? With such courage, an eighteen-year-old boy roamed the mountains and forests alone, tracked down the fierce tiger, and cut off the head of the fierce tiger with a sword?

If this banner isn't bragging, this is definitely a fascinating person.

I looked at the banner and groaned, and couldn't help but look up at the fierce tiger head hanging on the wall, this is a demon? This is the prototype of the demon that often appears in ancient legends? Maybe he was dead, and he didn't feel any difference at all, except for the huge and the sky-pounding evil aura.

However, no matter what I thought, I still felt that the record on this banner should be partially true.

Just because in such a long history, there have been many incidents of destroying villages because of wild beasts, even in modern times, there have been such incidents, not to mention that China, which is vast and rich in resources, is a certain island country across the sea, hasn't there also been an incident of 'Sanmao Farewell'? It's just that the protagonist was replaced by a bear, and it's just such a bear, killing a lot of people in a few days.

Judging by this? That's also a bear demon?

I couldn't help but shake my head, in the history that can be examined, although that bear is extremely cunning, and even has a strange wisdom like seeing through conspiracy, it is not enough to be evidence that it is a demon? But what evidence is needed for demonization? Do you want to give animals an IQ test?

I don't know why I started to think seriously about the authenticity of this event, and Su Ling was standing next to me, staring at me without rolling his eyes, and I was a little uncomfortable when I saw it.

In this state, I couldn't help but glance at the tiger head hanging on the wall, but at this time, I don't know why, I seemed to suddenly see a huge tiger, almost two-thirds of the body of an adult elephant, suddenly appeared in front of me.

At that moment, I seemed to see the vastness of heaven and earth, in the tiger's den of a black hole under a low mountain.

The demon tiger stood at the entrance of the tiger's den, his eyes were full of cold anger, it suddenly roared at me, and my heart was inexplicably tight, I couldn't use ordinary means to treat the demon tiger, and my brain couldn't help but turn quickly.

However, at this time, the demon tiger once again let out a loud roar and pounced on me.

What to do? I subconsciously stretched out my hand to cover my face, and the whole person also burst back two steps, and the oil lamp in my hand fell to the ground with a 'clang', and I came back to my senses, this qiē was just an illusion, but I was shocked into a cold sweat.

"Ye Shao?" At this time, Su Ling quickly picked up the oil lamp and looked at me with concern.

I sensitively felt that this was not really concerned, but that kind of professional concern should concern me, and there was a little disappointment in her eyes.

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, but I didn't feel anything in my heart, I was not familiar with this Su Ling, I was not obliged to take responsibility for her hopes or disappointments, I just wondered why I saw such a scene? It's as if I saw the picture of killing the demon tiger with my own eyes, and the appearance of the demon tiger before his death.

I stood up, ignored Su Ling, and just continued to glance at the tiger head specimen, at this time there was no longer any abnormality, it was still the same as before, except for the huge and the aura, there was no difference.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

At this time, I was a little self-deprecating to realize that I had been attracted all the attention by this tiger head, and I didn't notice that this was a room, a room that I thought was a little weird!

Why? It's because it's completely enclosed here, but it wants to make a fake window on a wall, and the scenery is depicted in the form of an oil canvas outside the window.

The scenery was a flat meadow, with a small pond, sparse trees, untended but well-blooming flowers, clearly a garden, because of the walls, but like a common view in the suburbs.

I looked at it with a deep groan, and I had an indescribable feeling in my heart, feeling that if I looked at it again, I couldn't tell the difference between the set and reality.

I didn't want to fall into this helpless situation, so I forcibly withdrew my gaze and began to look inside the room, at this time, Su Ling stood next to me again, and I don't know where to get a lit oil lamp in my hand.

It felt as if she was afraid that I wouldn't be able to see clearly, and seeing me standing silently at the door, she couldn't help but remind: "Ye Shao, in fact, there are still many details to see here." Why don't you take a closer look? ”

"What do you want to focus on?" I turned my head to look at Su Ling, and I was already slightly dissatisfied in my heart.

Su Ling stepped aside in silence, it seemed that he was going to pass over perfunctorily without answering, but I didn't leave, but walked into the room step by step, because I found something familiar.