In the center of Shuangquan Village is a small wooden bridge, the only river bridge in the village, which connects the villages and farmland on both sides of the Hongsha River like a link. There are several grocery stores, taverns, teahouses, tofu shops, etc. at both ends of the bridge, which is the most lively place for the villagers.

At this time, the tiger was parked in a tavern. Wen Xun rushed to watch the villagers crowded the room, and the children crowded in the inner circle let out surprised exclamations from time to time.

"What a big tiger!"

"This fur is so smooth!"

"You touch it, the tiger's body is still hot!"

A middle-aged man mocked in a loud voice with a broken gong: "You little rabbit cub, if your parents die so long, will their bodies still be hot?"

"The tiger doesn't seem to be dead. The kid still stubbornly insisted.

"Oh, really, really!" exclaimed another child in amazement.

"Steamed, steamed, I don't think it's steamed, it's burned!" The loud man's teasing caused another burst of laughter.

The man with a loud voice who broke the gong was the chief Yin Chunhua. Don't look at him as short and bearded, but he has a clear mind and a crisp way to get things done, and he has a very high prestige in the village, so he is the head of the big family in Shuangquan Village. Not only that, but these ten miles and eight villages are also under his control. At this time, he stood on a stool and shouted: "Let's all go back! It's late, besides, it's about to rain, and if you want to see the excitement, come back tomorrow!"

At this time, thunder and lightning flashed outside, and the wind was fierce. So, the villagers took their children and scattered in a hurry.

The two square tables are put together and a full table of banquets is Yin Chunhua's reward for the heroes. This is a common occurrence.

Bai Yuquan had something at home and was anxious to retire, but was forcibly dragged and retained by everyone.

Yin Chunhua poured a bowl of wine for each person, picked up a bowl himself, and said in his unique broken gong voice: "In order to shock our tiger-fighting heroes, two jars of water and wine are specially prepared." Come, first do a bowl for the Yuquan brothers who will not die in danger and danger. ”

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The people stood up and rattled their bowls.

Outside the window, thunder and lightning were combined, and in an instant, it was raining heavily.

The team members were immersed in the joy of victory, guessing the boxing order, eating and drinking from the mountains and the sea, less than half a burnt incense kung fu, and each of them was already drunk.

Just as he was drunk, someone suddenly exclaimed: "Oh my God! Look at the tiger's ......."

The noise ceased abruptly.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and they were all so shocked that their hairs stood on end, and their souls were scattered.

I saw the tiger standing firmly in the middle of the room, staring at them intently, a pair of blue and green eyes radiating a murderous light.

Before everyone could recover from their stunned moments, the tiger had already turned away, intending to flee. However, due to strong winds and rain outside, someone had latched the portal to death.

The tiger spun around the ground, unable to find an exit, and suddenly turned around and faced them, opening its bloody jaws, revealing its white teeth and a low roar in its throat, in a duel posture.

Bai Yuquan hurriedly leaned against the wall and slowly moved over, trying to open the door and let the tiger return to the mountain, but it was too late.

With a strong wind, the tiger roared and jumped hard, jumped onto the wine table, and everyone dispersed, but Qian Daring was so frightened that his legs stiffened and he didn't know what to do. At this time, he stood there trembling, his upper and lower teeth chattering, and the bowl of wine in his hand was constantly shaking out.

"Beware!" someone shouted.

With a "dang chang", at the same time as the wine bowl hit the ground, the tiger bit the bold head. With a heart-rending scream, the bold head was shattered by a click, and blood suddenly splattered on the wall.

The situation was extremely critical, Bai Yuquan was quick with his hands, picked up a bench and smashed it fiercely, and the stool was broken into two sections on the tiger's back. The tiger was in pain, shook its head and tail, and pounced.

At the moment when the tiger turned around, the tiger's tail swept out the candlesticks on the table, and the cups, plates, and bowls also smashed to the ground. The room was suddenly dark, and the strong smell of alcohol and the terrifying smell of death enveloped the entire room.

Seeing the evil tiger pounce, Bai Yuquan instinctively reached out to block it, and just grabbed the tiger's two front paws, but he was unable to support the tiger's strong pressure, and was crushed to the ground by the tiger with a "tong".

At this critical moment, a bolt of lightning pierced the dark night sky, illuminating the room instantly. In the fleeting light, the team members found Bai Yuquan lying on the ground fighting with the evil tiger, so they surged up and beat in the dark. Some are holding wooden sticks, some are picking up benches, some are holding brooms, and some are shouting beat, hit, hit,......

I don't know how long it took, and I don't know how long it took to fight. No, the concept of time no longer exists here, what exists is the only word in everyone's mind - to fight until they are exhausted.

The air had frozen, the room was dead silent, and all one could feel was the sound of the rain outside and the pounding of one's own heartbeat.

"Boom-" There was a thunderclap, and everyone suddenly woke up from their sleep, trembling all over.

"Lights, light the lights!" the broken gong roared urgently, and someone hurriedly touched the candle, and someone hurriedly touched the fire fold. The candles were quickly lit and the light quickly drove away the darkness.

The tiger was still pressed against Bai Yuquan, and although he was dead, his fangs and sharp teeth were biting his throat. The crowd parted the tiger with all hands and feet, leaned down in a circle, and shouted again and again in a mournful tone.

"Bai Gongzi!"

"Brother Yuquan!"

"Wake up—"

However, apart from the gurgling blood from his wound, he never moved.