It is said that Zhang Fan and Xue'er have been cultivating in the cave for several days, and their cultivation has improved slightly.

On this day, Zhang Fan and the two saw that the weather was fine, so they got up early, put on the leather armor on the boat, carried the medicine basket and the black sword, and walked out of the valley with the sword.

It was almost noon, Zhang Fan and his entourage walked through several mountains and forests, and only picked a few medicinal herbs that were several years old on the way, but they didn't get anything. At this moment, Zhang Fan and the others came to a damp gentle slope with deep trees and fallen leaves. Xue'er, who was suddenly walking in front, shouted: "Childe, come and see, there is ginseng!" Zhang Fan walked all the way, seeing that there was nothing to gain, he was a little depressed and said: "Xue'er, if it's just a few years of ginseng, you can pick it off yourself, I'm too lazy to move." Xue'er complained: "Childe, why don't you take a look first, there is old ginseng here, I guess it's decades old white ginseng." Come and take a look, I'm not sure. Zhang Fan put down the medicine basket and walked over with a cloth bag. Suddenly, Zhang Fan saw a white shadow flash in the dense forest a hundred meters away, and the previous lazy expression immediately disappeared, and he whispered to Xue'er while holding his sword on guard: "Xue'er, pay attention to vigilance." I noticed a brute in the neighborhood. Xue'er's little face, which was still red just now, immediately turned white, and she also learned from her son to be on guard.

Only a few tens of seconds passed, and a pure white tiger jumped up from the bushes dozens of meters away and rushed towards Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan was a little happy when he saw that this beast was actually a pure white tiger, but he also saw that this tiger turned out to be a fierce beast in the early stage of the fourth grade, and his handsome face, which was still a little bantering, was covered with clouds. I saw that his body was sideways, narrowly avoiding the tiger's claws, but the three-grade leather armor on his shoulder was cut a crack. At this time, when the white tiger saw that his previous fatal blow did not pounce on the prey, he immediately turned around, roared, and stretched out his claws again to pounce on Zhang Fan's face. Zhang Fan was shocked when he saw this, and dodged to the side again. However, he reacted a little late, and a large crack was cut on the leather armor on his shoulder again, and a large piece of the robe under the leather armor was also torn, and a burning pain came from his shoulder. Zhang Fan now wants to die, but he is not discouraged. He immediately replaced the iron sword in his hand with a black giant sword, and then jumped to the side with a sword as a fulcrum, and the white tiger tiger claws that pounced on him again suddenly hit the black sword, making the white tiger scream in anger. Zhang Fan was also uncomfortable, he didn't pay attention just now, his hands were born by the white tiger's 10,000 catties of power, and now he was faintly numb. Seeing that he was not as fast as the tiger, he decided to wait for the rabbit and quickly raised his sword and jumped to the side. This time, the speed of the white tiger was a point slower than before, Zhang Fan was overjoyed when he saw this, and stabbed the white tiger with a black sword, which happened to be directly opposite the tiger that pounced on his head again. I only heard a "poof", and the long sword in Zhang Fan's hand was directly inserted into the heart from the front of the white tiger, and a little scarlet quickly emerged on the back of the white tiger, and at the same time, the tiger claws also slid lightly across Zhang Fan's white face, forming six blood marks of different shades, and the tiger's bright red tiger blood also flowed along the black sword, dyeing Zhang Fan's white sleeves a piece of blood red.

Zhang Fan was shocked when he saw the tiger hit the sword by himself, but the pain on his shoulders and face made him come back to his senses immediately. Xue'er, who was not far away, saw that between the lightning and flint, Childe and the White Tiger had fought for several rounds, and her own Childe almost became the White Tiger's breakfast, and she was so shocked that she couldn't speak, but when she saw that Childe was injured, she didn't care whether the Tiger Sea was dead or not, and directly took out the gold sore medicine in her arms and ran straight to Zhang Fan, and at the same time lost her voice and said: "Childe, you are injured!"

Zhang Fan saw that the tiger was dead, and there were no more fierce beasts around, so he said to Xue'er, who was rushing over: "Xue'er, quickly take a few gourds and come over to catch the tiger's blood." Seeing this, Xue'er hurriedly handed the gold sore medicine to Zhang Fan, and then ran to the medicine basket, took out a few gourds, and ran over. Zhang Fan took the gourd, quickly pulled out the sword, and then held the tiger corpse in one hand and the gourd in the other, and after a while, there were three gourd tiger blood, and then he looked at the sleeve and the ground, sighed and said: "It's a pity, I lost a gourd tiger blood in vain." Xue'er, who was standing on the side, said anxiously: "Childe, your injuries are not healed yet." Zhang Fan saw that Emperor Xue'er was not in a hurry, and the eunuch was in a hurry, so he was a little helpless, and then put down the white tiger corpse that had already dried up the tiger blood, covered the gourd containing the tiger's blood, sat down, smeared the gold sore medicine on the wound, and went to the basket to take out a gourd monkey brew and drank it.

After a pause, Zhang Fan said: "Xue'er, you dig out the ginseng, and I'll tidy up the white tiger." Half an hour later, Xue'er picked dozens of ginseng trees ranging from several years to decades, and Zhang Fan also cleaned up the mud and blood stains on the white tiger's body, so he carried the white tiger on his shoulder, carried the black sword on his back, picked up the sword on the ground and walked to a valley with Xue'er.

After a while, Zhang Fan and the two came to a stream in the valley. Zhang Fan saw that there was no stone cave nearby, so he said to Xue'er: "Xue'er, you go and cut a few nearby, I will peel this tiger." Then the two of them went their separate ways.

After a while, Zhang Fan finally skinned the tiger, shaved the tiger bones and tiger meat at the same time, and got some edible food. Then he found dry wood and started a fire.

Zhang Fan saw that Xue'er hadn't come back yet, and thought, "Nothing will happen to Xue'er, right?" After a while, he came to a grassy jungle, and saw Cher fall under a tree with a broken skin, and the iron sword was thrown aside. Seeing this, Zhang Fan hurriedly rushed forward, picked up Xue'er and said in a lost voice: "Xue'er, Xue'er, wake up quickly!" Seeing that Xue'er didn't respond, he quickly checked around and saw that there were no snakes and insects, and he couldn't help but be puzzled.

At this moment, Zhang Fan actually had a feeling of wanting to sleep, and suddenly he was shocked by his own thoughts, and realized that he was poisoned, so he immediately took out the poison removal pill on his body, gritted his teeth and ninja sleepy, fed a detoxification pill to Xue'er who was sleeping on the side, and then gave him some monkey brew. Subsequently, he himself took the anti-poison pill.

"Well, Childe, why am I asleep?" Xue'er, who was lying on the ground, slowly got up, a little puzzled. Seeing this, Zhang Fan smiled shyly: "Little girl, you have to see more herbs in the future, otherwise you won't know how you will be poisoned in the future." At the same time, he silently despised himself in his heart.

"Childe, I'm the one who has troubled you. Just now I was cutting down a tree and before I knew it, I fell asleep. Xue'er was ashamed, "It's all my fault for being greedy." As soon as I arrived here just now, I saw a few medicinal herbs that were dozens of years old, but I didn't know what kind of medicine it was, so I was overjoyed and picked it. Who knew that he was poisoned unconsciously. You see, this is it. As she spoke, she took out a wooden box containing a gray-green herb from behind her and showed it to Zhang Fan.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan hurriedly covered his nose, took the box over with his cuffs, took a closer look, and found that the gray-green grass was similar to ordinary grass except for some solidified white pulp at the broken wound. Then, he sniffed slightly, and the drowsy feeling came to his heart again, Zhang Fan immediately put the herbs into the sandalwood box, quickly sealed it with wax, and threw the wooden box aside like a plague god.

Zhang Fan saw that Xue'er was almost better, and said softly: "Xue'er, let's go." Together, the two walked back to the stream.

When Zhang Fan and Xue'er came to the stream, the firewood that had been burning vigorously was about to be extinguished. Seeing this, Zhang Fan said to Xue'er: "Xue'er, you just rest by the stream for a while, I'll go to the forest to cut some grass and trees, and find some firewood by the way." After saying that, he walked like a dense forest.

Xue'er replied, "Well, Childe, you have to go early and come back early." ”

Half an hour later, Zhang Fan brought the grass and dry firewood to build the tent. When Xue'er saw her son-in-law come back, her previous worries were also put down.

Zhang Fan saw Xue'er looking at him and said with a smile: "Little fool, don't worry, I'm not back." ”

Subsequently, Zhang Fan and Xue'er got busy together, and after a while, a wooden house that could accommodate two people took shape.

At this moment, there is a gurgling sound in Cher's stomach. Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Xue'er, are you hungry? I'm going to make a fire, and tonight we will eat tiger meat stewed white ginseng." ”

After a few hours, Zhang Fan brought the stove full of tiger meat from the fire and put it in a cool place, then took out the seasoning from the cloth bag and added it, stirred it, and the tiger meat was ready to eat after a while. Xue'er also took the gourd stuffed by the monkey and said to Zhang Fan: "Childe, is the tiger meat good? It smells so good." ”

Zhang Fan smiled and said: "Haha, the four-grade white tiger meat stewed for twenty-year-old white ginseng, can it not be fragrant?" As he spoke, he took a large piece of tiger leg meat and put it in his mouth, chewed it, and felt that the tiger meat was fat but not greasy, the meat was fragrant, and the aftertaste was endless.

Next to her, Xue'er was eating a white ginseng plant and exclaimed: "Tiger meat is delicious, ginseng is even more delicious." ”

Zhang Fan smiled: "Of course, otherwise we would have been made so wolf by this beast today, wouldn't we have died unjustly." ”

Xue'er said coquettishly: "Son, you are necrotic, you have eaten other people's meat, and you are scolding others, hehe." ”

Zhang Fan was a little embarrassed by her, but defended again: "Actually, Brother Tiger in Dingli didn't count his luck when he went out today. It was planted in our hands today, and it can be regarded as the unjust killing of goats and wild deer in the forest in the past, and it has been retributed, hehe"

Xue'er heard Childe's strange talk and felt helpless for his cheekiness, but she couldn't spoil his interest. Then the two didn't talk much, and concentrated on destroying the tiger meat.

As the sun set, the day passed. Zhang Fan and Xue'er returned to the simple wooden house they had just built, snuggling up to each other and falling asleep.