Chapter 133: Stinging Tiger
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Seeing this bloody and terrifying scene, Rao is group of young people were brave and brave, and they were also a little shocked at the moment.
They all looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
In the end, their eyes focused on Chen Tang, hoping that this young man would have an idea.
If it is an ordinary reader, a scholar who has no power to tie the chicken, the hunters will not pay attention to it.
But Chen Tang is different, he is well-informed, both civil and military, and superb swordsmanship, if he hadn't come to the rescue, Zhang Xiaowang would have died a long time ago.
Now it seems that Aunt Zhang's death is unusual and weird, and the bones are lying horizontally on the big bluestone, showing a treacherous posture.
It looked like some kind of bloody demonic ritual was going on.
Demon?
Thinking of those extremely terrifying rumors, the young men felt that their calves and stomachs were trembling, and they couldn't help but look left and right, for fear that some murderous ghosts would pounce out.
This place should not be stayed for long.
Zhang Afa licked his dry lips and asked, "Chen Gongzi, look?"
Chen Tang's eyes were burning with anger, and he said slowly: "First collect the bones, put them up, and take them down for burial." β
"Good. β
A few juniors hurriedly picked it up.
They hunted wild beasts, accustomed to blood, and at this moment they held back their fear, and took up the bones piece by piece, took off some of their coats, put the bones on their clothes, and wrapped them again.
Taking advantage of this effort, Chen Tang fought his sword and walked around the forest again, but still found nothing.
The other party seems to have just used this big bluestone as a dining table, and when he got the prey, he put it on it and nibbled on it.
When they saw Chen Tang leave, everyone was very nervous, and when he came back safely, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaowang woke up, his expression was blank, a little stupid, and he was distracted, obviously his spirit had been greatly hit. When I went down the mountain, I had to walk with two people.
......
News of the old woman's murder soon spread through the village, and people were terrified. Some people even worried that the tiger would come to the village one night to eat people.
Then, the village is not safe either.
The most sorrowful is Zhang Xiaowang's family, both of whom are mourned, which makes people lose their hearts and intestines.
Sitting in the middle of the room, Chen Tang was sharpening his sword.
This longsword purchased from Katsuki is considered to be sophisticated, but "sophisticated" is also relative. After a period of time, especially after slashing too many things, the edge of the cutting edge will wear out, and it will be necessary to sharpen it again with a whetstone.
The sword itself is a more delicate weapon than a sword. Daily care and maintenance should be paid special attention.
Chen Tang didn't care about the damage to this sword, if it was used, he would buy another one.
Sharpen your sword at this moment, just for the next killing.
There were one disaster after another in the village, the atmosphere was tense, and there was no intention to get food. Lunch and dinner were all hasty.
In the evening, the sky was getting darker.
In the Zhang family, the husband and wife were relatively weeping, full of coldness, worried and sad.
Suddenly, the woman cried out, "Boss, where did Xiaoqing go?"
Xiaoqing, their eldest daughter, is just five years old this year, and she is quite well-behaved and cute.
Zhang Xiaowang jumped up violently, looked left and right, and saw that his youngest son was tired of playing and sleeping on the bed, but his daughter was quietly gone.
His heart sank, and he hurriedly rushed out to find it.
......
The sun is setting in the west, and the twilight is churning.
On the small road outside the village, the wind blows and the grass is quite bleak.
A little girl, with two pigtails on her head, walked up and down. In her hand, she was also carrying an adult's clothes.
It was already some distance away from the village, and when she reached a grassy slope, the little girl stopped, looked left and right, and said crisply, "Where's grandma?"
"Grandma, where are you? I've got clothes for you!"
The grassy slope here is quite desolate, and there are three willow trees growing there. Behind one of the trees, there seemed to be a figure hiding there.
When the little girl saw it, she giggled and said, "Grandma, are you going to play hide and seek with me? β
She said, trotting over.
The figure behind the willow tree was a little rickety, it was the image of an old woman, with a kind face, and she stretched out her hand and smiled: "Xiaoqing, come to grandma." β
While calling, beckoning, teasing the little girl over.
"Grandma, wait for me......"
The little girl has small steps and does not run fast.
Call!
There was a wind blowing, unusual, a vicious wind, carrying a disgusting stench.
"It stinks!"
The little girl cried out in disgust, and couldn't help but cover her nose with her little hands: "Hey, where's grandma?"
In the blink of an eye, the old woman was gone.
A huge shadow slowly loomed over the little girl's head, and it was very hideous.
The little girl was about to look back when she heard a snort.
Roar!
Then there was a roar, which frightened her to sit on the ground and cry: "Grandma, where are you? Xiaoqing is so scared!"
Whew.
A strong arm grabbed the little girl and hugged her.
Xiaoqing was surprised, but soon, she recognized the person and shouted, "Uncle Facial Paralysis, why are you here?"
Chen Tang held people in one hand and a sword in the other, and at the tip of the sword, blood was dripping down, drop by drop, it was black, and it was extremely demonic.
He grinned and said, "Xiaoqing is not well-behaved, sneaking out alone, your father and mother will be worried about death." β
Xiaoqing said: "It was my grandmother who called me, she said that it was here, it was cold, and she asked me to send clothes up." And let me not tell my father and mother, if you are obedient, give me candy. β
At such an age, what do you know? You may not even know whether you are alive or dead.
Chen Tang put her down and said, "Ah Fa, you take her back." β
In the grass behind, Orion Zhang Afa walked out with palpitations, looking at Chen Tang's eyes, full of awe.
With a sword just now, the lightning and flint were incomparably swift, and it wounded the colorful tiger.
Zhang Afa didn't see clearly how the sword was stabbed, but he knew that the tiger would definitely become his nightmare, and when he thought about it, his body couldn't help but tremble.
It's horrible!
It was definitely not a normal beast......
"Uncle Afa. β
For Zhang Afa, Xiaoqing was obviously closer and took the initiative to walk over.
Zhang Afa picked her up and asked, "Chen Gongzi, what about you?"
Chen Tang raised the sword in his hand.
Zhang Afa immediately understood, his expression was solemn, and he said respectfully: "That son, be careful." β
With Chen Tang's identity and position, there was no need to meddle in this matter, let alone kill the tiger. The reason why he insists on doing it is probably a clichΓ©: a gentleman has something to do, and he doesn't do something.
The world is dangerous, people's hearts are unpredictable, when you are in it, how to settle down?
If it comes, it will be safe.
Why?
It's nothing more than a three-foot edge in his hand, between his chest and abdomen, and a lot of blood.
Chen Tang felt that something was wrong before, so he brought Zhang Ah to send it, and just arrived to save the little girl from under the tiger's mouth.
However, after all the evil was done, the tiger was wounded and could not escape.