A white tiger cub howls miserably in the forest, one of its hind legs ambushed by a trap, blood seeping through the grass, revealing an irreparable omen of death.

"Ouch, where did this little white tiger come from?"

An old man carrying a heavy load of firewood passed in front of the white tiger, and when he saw the trap, he hurriedly put down the burden and ran to break the trap with his bare hands.

Fortunately, the clamp is a little old, and it takes some effort to rescue the white tiger.

"Go ahead!" The old man waved his hand to the white tiger, "Go back to where you should be!"

"Daddy? What are you doing here?" Behind the old man came a young man, who grabbed the wounded white tiger when he saw it, and put the trap on the little white tiger's leg again.

The old man looked at the young man in surprise and said unhappily, "What are you doing! This white tiger looks to be only a few months old, let it go!"

The young man grabbed the back of the white tiger's neck and put it in the bamboo basket behind his back: "Dad, don't you know that Chen Dahu in the county town wants the white tiger skin, and his price is enough for us to eat for ten years, and Ah Zhen is about to give birth, do you think your grandson will live by chopping wood for a lifetime like you?"

The more the young man spoke, the more excited he became, leaving the old man alone and walking forward: "I don't care what you think, I want to give Ah Zhen and the child a good life, and when I raise this white tiger, I will skin it and sell it to Chen Dahu, and live a life of eating and drinking!"

The old man listened to his son's words and lowered his head, picked up the firewood on the ground and silently followed behind the young man, never mentioning the release of the white tiger again.

The men have to go out to chop wood during the day, and the matter of taking care of the white tiger falls on Ah Zhen, who is about to give birth.

Ah Zhen is an honest and responsible little woman, she saw the little tiger of a few months as cute as a little baby, thinking of her own soon-to-be-born child, she decided to take good care of the white tiger and accumulate blessings for the child.

Although she was afraid of tigers, she often quietly threw some of the rabbit meat that young people brought back to her.

"Help me." The white tiger whispered to Ah Zhen, although it was the sound of a beast, but Ah Zhen understood its meaning.

"I, I can't let you go, if I let you go, he will come back and scold me......" Ah Zhen stroked her belly, "The child is about to be born, I don't want to hurt the harmony."

The white tiger's eyes lost their brilliance, but each time he fed, he would eat more than before.

Unexpectedly, only half a month later, the tiger grew up and had become an adult.

Uncle and Ah Zhen were a little timid, they didn't expect to grow up so quickly.

"It can't be a tiger demon, right?" The old man said, "My grandfather said before that the ones who grow fast are tiger demons. It was we who violated the tiger's territory, so we sent the tiger demon to seek revenge."

The young man disagreed: "Dad, you're all a cliché. It just so happens that they have grown up, so let's peel them off and sell them, it doesn't matter to us whether they get angry or not, as long as we have money."

When the old man heard this, he didn't know if he was forced to make a living, or if he suddenly didn't believe his grandfather's story, so he didn't care about the young man anymore.

The young man took advantage of the white tiger's deep sleep and cut off the tiger's neck with a knife, and strangely no blood flowed out of the wound. The white tiger's head fluttered like a rolling lantern to his feet.

"Ahh The young man heard the scream and looked back, it turned out that Ah Zhen had come to look for her husband because she couldn't sleep because of low back pain, but she didn't want to see the process of him killing the white tiger, and the eyes that had been cut off looked at Ah Zhen without blinking.

He drove Ah Zhen back, quickly peeled off the tiger skin, and took it to Chen Dahu's house the next day like a treasure and sold it for a large sum of money.

The young man and the old man had never seen so much silver in their lives for so long, and they went to the market excitedly to buy good wine and food, ate so much that they went home and fell asleep.

At night, Ah Zhen suddenly shouted abdominal pain.

The amniotic water broke and the uterine opening was opened, but the child was not born for a long time.

It was already late at night, the mountain road was not easy to walk, and there was no condition to ask a midwife. Listening to the woman's screams, the two men were so anxious that they could only let her continue to exert themselves.

Ah Zhen suddenly had a lot of blood, as if the blood in her whole body had dried up and she couldn't stop, and the blood flowed along the delivery bed to the door, and then down the door to hacking

The place of the white tiger.

The tiger's head had not yet been thrown away, and it was placed on the ground as if it were showing off. It seemed to feel the breath of blood, and opened its mouth to lick the blood on the ground.

"Not enough, not enough......" It was as if a woman was talking.

"I want to ...... You guys...... Dead ......

When the last drop of blood is licked clean, the child is finally born, and the price of the new life is that Ah Zhen has become a dry corpse.

The first glimmer of light in the morning shone on the earth, and a new day began, as if yesterday's bloody night did not exist.

The young man held his daughter in his arms and looked at the long river below the mountain, rippling in the morning light.

"Dad, why don't you just call her 'Zhaojiang, commemorate today.'" He said.

"Okay, you can call it whatever you want, I can't read and I can't name names." The old man turned around to clean the blood from the ground, but found that the blood stains and the tiger's head were gone.

"Kong Zhaojiang, it doesn't sound like a girl's name...... Forget it, let's call it that."

The girl grew up very fast, and although she was only ten years old, she looked like a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old. And she always licks her body, hands and feet, like a wild beast.

Strangely, the girl is very indifferent to her father and grandfather, and often talks about "what does it matter to me whether you die or not".

What's even more strange is that a slender scar gradually grew on her neck, although she had not been injured, but it still grew such marks, as if the old scar had a dark precipitation.

"It's the Tiger Demon...... the old man said to the young man who was no longer young in fear, "the Tiger Demon has really come to seek revenge, it has taken a fancy to you and Zhen's child, and has possessed her!"

"Dad, there is no tiger demon at all, you are an old fool!"

When the girl was fifteen years old, the family suddenly died, their heads were cut off, and all the blood in their bodies was drained.

The lonely households in the mountains were ignored until the firewood people came to look for them, only to find that the old man and the young man had rotted into a puddle of water.

The girl is also missing, but thousands of miles away from the demon clan, there is an ambitious little tiger demon, she shouts, "Humans are all greedy people who steal life and fear death, they should all become her prisoners, experience the feeling of being dominated and imprisoned, and then die in despair".

The king of the demon clan appreciated the heart of the tiger demon, and reversed her real name and changed it to "Jiang Caokong", thus starting her life of turning around as a human body and a beast fetus.

She went to war with the Demon King, capturing humans, cutting off their hands and feet, hollowing out their bones, and finally getting a hint of revenge.

Over the course of a thousand years, she, like Linghua, had seen more human desires and selfishness, so she looked down on humans more and more, and became more determined to reverse and subvert the status of humans and animals.

"They don't deserve it. Greed, cunning, arrogance, deceit...... You say that I base my desires on human suffering, and why don't they put their own happiness above us?!"

"If they let me go, maybe I'll see my parents again and live the ordinary life you call it."

"Unfortunately, there are no ifs. That woodcutter slaughtered my life for money, and I'll pay back with the lives of their whole family!"

"Linghua, ask yourself, what qualifications do you have to criticize me?" Jiang Cao held a bone in his empty hand, threw it in the air and landed it in his hand, over and over again.

"You have never experienced the despair of disappointed hopes and being slaughtered, how can you think so lightly that everything I do is 'evil' and that all human beings are 'good' to live?"

The bone broke in two in her hand, and she threw the broken bone at Linghua: "This is the bone of the man who killed me, I've seen enough of it all these years, so I'll give it to you." May you not forget my story and be a good person."

With a casual wave of her hand, the scene in the mirror faded and turned into a dense forest again.

A white tiger wanders alone in the mountains, roaring in a low voice, searching for the trees, and then lying on its stomach in depression.

"Daddy." Jiang Caokong shouted, white

The tiger stood up suddenly, sniffed anxiously for the scent, and responded with a cry.

Unfortunately, nothing has been found.

"Just because they forcibly stole me, my father and mother died of depression." There were tears in Jiang Caokong's eyes, but not a drop fell.

"Linghua, you boast that you can see through people's hearts, but I don't know if you can see through the hearts of good people or evil people."

She opened the scene before her like a curtain. When she walked out of the curtain, she looked sideways at Linghua with her peripheral vision: "Remember to be a good person and don't hinder me."

The moment Jiang Caokong lowered the curtain, Linghua flew up and locked her shoulder: "Stop!"

"Why, you want to tell me that although you sympathize with me, you still have to stand on the opposite side of me?" Jiang Caokong hid his face and laughed, "You have to think about the fate of being my enemy."

"You're doing the right thing." Linghua didn't say what she expected, "How innocent you are, they lied to you and killed you, you should pay the price, I don't think there's anything wrong with you taking revenge on those two woodcutters."

Jiang Caokong's smile deepened: "I understand what you mean, there is a word 'but' in everything, right?"

"Yes." Linghua looked at her deeply, and there was a sad sigh in his tone, "But the other people you took revenge on have nothing to do with what harmed you, why should they pay with their lives? You kill innocents indiscriminately, just because you see only 'evil' in your eyes, so you want to destroy all the goodness in the world, so as to maintain your imaginary image of the whole world to live up to you."

"Are you so despicable and worthy to be the ruler of the world? It is clear that people who have suffered harm should be more sympathetic to the pain of others, and you choose to inflict a hundredfold pain on innocent people, what is wrong with them?"

Jiang Xiaokong turned around and grabbed Linghua's neck angrily: "I will do to them what they do to me. These people are the ones who taught me how to deal with themselves, and it's all their karma!"

"And then they will use your methods to get revenge on you, back and forth, and so on? Jiang Caokong, I sincerely ask you one last thing." Linghua looked directly into the eyes of the tiger demon, and there was no sadness in these eyes, only decisive disdain and hatred.

Looking at such eyes, Linghua opened his mouth: "Endless war, endless hatred...... Is this really what you want to live?"

Jiang Caokong didn't answer, but she let go of the hand that was holding her neck and opened the curtain that walked out of the spirit mirror again.

"You and I have lived for a thousand years, and I came to look for you, just to have some fun and bored...... I heard that you have found your true body, congratulations. It's been a long time since I've seen anyone my age, and that's not the case today."

Linghua didn't stop her, she didn't kill Linghua's heart, and just walked out of the enchantment of the Heart Mirror.

Seeing Jiang Caokong so soft for the first time, Linghua was a little uncomfortable, and she thought alone in the pure white void as she watched the place where the tiger demon disappeared.

Is Jiang Caokong really just here to have fun as he said?

Yin Tianwu is dead, Xiang Suisheng is also dead, and she is probably the only one left by her side.

Is she trying to find someone to understand her? Or do you simply want to woo yourself in this way? Or is it both?

It doesn't matter anymore, the important thing is that they will inevitably become enemies, and there will be a big war. It is an irresistible fact that two people with different positions will not become friends in any way.

She withdrew from Jianxin, and as soon as she returned to the house, she saw a mess on Partridge Mountain.

"Hongji is dead!" Several little demons broke down and shouted, "What are we going to do if Hongji is dead?"

Linghua was startled and hurriedly ran to check. I saw Hongji covered in blood, his neck as soft as a strip of cloth, his head curled up in front of his chest, five huge holes on the top of his head, and scratches from sharp claws on his body.

At first glance, it was left by Jiang Caokong.

Linghua only understood at this moment that the word "waiting for death" was originally given to Hongji. Jiang Caokong wants to avenge Xiang Suisheng.