Early in the morning, a father and son set out on the mountain road. The father in front was a strong man in his thirties, who carried a steel fork with a thick-backed machete tied to his waist, and the son in the back was dressed in the same costume as his father, except that the steel fork in his hand was replaced by a four-foot-high hunting bow.

From time to time, the two deviated from the mountain path and walked into the dense forest to check the traps they had set before. Thanks to the abundance of wildlife in this era, and of course the skill of father and son, two fat hares and a male pheasant with shiny coats were harvested from the four traps, and only one trap failed. After taking out the prey, the trap should be rearranged, the lasso, tripstring, bait must be reset, and sometimes a new place to be set up, because after the trap has been in the same place for a long time, the prey will gradually learn to learn and no longer forage for food nearby.

The father tied the hunt to his waist with a straw rope, and the two continued upward, and there was a last crossbow trap halfway up the mountain, so that if they could catch a wild boar or a mountain deer, the family would live a good life for ten days and a half. This time, his light-fitting son walked ahead, and he opened a bush and found that the crossbow had been fired, and his heart was overjoyed, and then he searched carefully, and soon found scattered traces of blood. The young man said happily: "Lao Dou, I expected it (Dad, there is a situation)!"

The strong man hurriedly made a silent gesture, he knew that the large prey could still struggle for a long time after being hit by an arrow, and it would take a lot of effort to track it if it was accidentally scared away.

It's not that the boy doesn't know this, it's just that he is not as experienced as his father after all, and he gets a little carried away when he gets excited. He stuck out his tongue and continued to search with his head down. He soon found a plum-shaped palm print, the width of his two fists! The father and son looked at each other, and they were both surprised: the arrow was clearly a tiger! The value of the tiger was much higher than that of a wild boar and a mountain deer, and the tiger skin alone could be exchanged for one hundred and eighty taels of silver, and not only the thatched house at the foot of the mountain could be exchanged for green bricks and yellow tiles, but even the money for the mountain boy to marry his daughter-in-law was there.

The father gritted his teeth, took off the rabbit pheasant from his waist, hung it on a large treetop, grabbed a handful of mud and sand, wiped the sweat from his palm, and then held the steel fork in his hand tightly, nodded to the mountain, and the two carefully traced along the bloodstains and broken grass and trees. Before the tea was ready, the two chased them to the periphery of a clearing.

Through the gap between the branches and leaves of the bushes, you can see in the clearing, a huge tiger lying in a pool of blood, the strong man looked at it for a while, and did not see that the tiger had breathing ups and downs, eighty percent was already dead, for the sake of safety, he made a gesture, let the mountain boy open his hunting bow, he picked up a stone and threw it over, "through" the ground, the stone hit the tiger's back and bounced away, the tiger was already dead.

The mountain boy jumped out with a shout, and ran to the tiger's side in three or two steps, and before he could stand firm under his feet, the joy turned into a scream. The strong man was shocked, he thought that the tiger had not completely lost his breath, and immediately shouted: "Shanzi get out of the way!" The steel fork in his hand was about to poke down at the tiger. Shanzi hurriedly stopped his father and said, "Well, Lao Dou, there is a dead man (not Dad, there is a dead man here)!"

Sure enough, I saw that there was still a person pressed under the tiger, although his face was covered with blood and he couldn't see his face clearly, but his head was bald, and he was dressed in a wide monk's robe, and he looked like a monk. Why is there a dead monk and a dead tiger in the mountains? Could it be that this man and the tiger have perished together?

The strong man was still thinking about it, and Shan Tsai asked: "Lao Dou, do you want to report to the official (Dad, do you want to report to the official)?" The strong man was just about to answer, but the monk suddenly opened his eyes and said, "There are two Lao, can you help me move this tiger away?"

Ding Yu's opening frightened the father and son, the two took a few steps back, and the strong man said in a trembling voice: "What, is it a human or a ghost (are you a human or a ghost)?"

It speaks Cantonese, so this is the Lingnan area. Ding Yu had a Cantonese girlfriend in his previous life, watched hundreds of Cantonese dramas and movies with her, and finally practiced Cantonese listening level 8, but it was still a little reluctant. He replied in stiff Cantonese: "I am a family member, and it will be difficult to speak when I wait (I am still a human being, and it will be difficult to speak later)." ”

The two sides replied a few words, and the father and son finally determined that Ding Yu was a human and not a ghost, so they were relieved and helped Ding Yu move the dead tiger away, Ding Yu said that he was a monk who walked on his feet, because he missed the stay, and strayed into the mountain, and as a result, he encountered this tiger, and finally killed him after a fight, but he was also seriously injured. (The latter is no longer expressed in Cantonese, so as not to be deceived by the number of words)

Shanzai's father and son suddenly realized, and his father once laughed vigorously: "I said how a small crossbow arrow can shoot a huge tiger, it turned out to be killed by the master!" He continued: "Shanzai, you hurry back to the village and call a dozen people, we have to carry the master and the tiger back." ”

While waiting for someone from the village, Ding Yu straightened his right shoulder and chatted with Zeng Dali. Originally, the name of this mountain is "Luofu", which is a famous mountain in Guangdong, with a radius of nearly 1,000 miles, and is located at the junction of Boluo, Zengcheng and Longmen. There are two martial arts sects in the mountain, one is the Luofu Sword School, which is located in the north of Luofu Mountain, and is said to be only under the seven great sword schools of martial arts, and the other is the Yuanling Dao Palace, which is located in the east of Luofu Mountain, which is comparable to the Luofu Sword School. At the foot of the mountain, most of the people in the three villages depend on wild animals and herbs in the mountains, and Yuxi Village, where Zeng Dali is located, is one of them.

In addition, Ding Yu also tried to inquire about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but unfortunately the three generations of Zeng Dali's family were only hunters in the mountains, and no one walked the rivers and lakes, so he didn't know anything. I only know that it is now the twelfth year of Wan'an, although Ding Yu is not a major in literature, history and philosophy, he has always watched several costume dramas, but he has never heard of any dynasty with the name "Wan'an", but it doesn't matter much, because Gu Long's novels are almost completely decoupled from history, and they can't correspond to the rivers and lakes at all.

When the two chatted for a meal, Shanzi brought more than a dozen young people from the village to find it. These people looked at Ding Yu with eyes as if they had seen an idol in their previous life, and they were eager to rush up and ask for autographs, which startled Ding Yu. After asking, I learned that Shanzi was touted in the village, and described vividly how Ding Yu killed a big insect with his bare hands, and the plot was so vivid that it was like seeing it in person. Luofu Mountain is rich in products, these young people at the foot of the mountain will be raised one by one to be strong and strong, they love to dance with guns and sticks on weekdays, and the most envious is the heroes of the rivers and lakes in "Water Margin", and now I heard that someone can punch and kill the tiger, so is it not the reincarnation of Wu Song? Therefore, one by one they rushed up the mountain to see the "living Wu Song". And Ding Yu's image did not disappoint them: he was eight feet five or six tall, his shoulders were broad, his muscles and flesh were raised, and his face was full of tiger blood.

Zeng Dali saw that Ding Yu was uncomfortable, so he scolded a few words. It can be seen that he has a high prestige in the village, and those young and strong people dare not fight back, so they honestly follow his instructions, carry Ding Yu to a door panel, hold a corner of the board, and carefully go down the mountain. As for the dead tiger, it was another treatment: the four legs were tied to two old bamboos, and the four were in the front and the four in the back, and they were lifted down the mountain with a sigh. After a short time, I returned to Yuxi Village.