Chapter two hundred and twelve fierce tiger
The six Huai River Prefectures, Fengxing Prefectures.
After crossing the Huai River, another month passed.
Since returning from the capital, Qin Xianyu has been traveling all the way, but he has not walked fast, but compared to ordinary people, he is not slow. He has now entered the border of Fengxing Mansion, but he will have to walk for about six or seven days to return to Feng County where the Taoist Temple is located.
Along the way, I would occasionally pass through the special places recorded in Master Guanxu’s travel notes. Qin Xianyu would occasionally rise up and take a detour to see some. These special places, some famous mountains and rivers, basically have traces of monks, and even monks lived in seclusion and practiced, and only a few places were naturally formed.
This month he practiced continuously, and he tried his best to explore and gained some understanding of the current skills of the dragon and tiger realm.
Qin Xianyu was thinking about how to divide his own skills now and who can defeat those characters. Suddenly, he heard some strange noises, as if he was extremely far away.
He took the cicada wing step, his body turned into smoke and wind, shuttled between the mountains and forests, astonishingly fast.
If ordinary people see it, they can only know that a gust of wind blows by and they cannot see the figure clearly.
Cloud Conquer Dragon.
Since subduing the Canglong, Qin Xianyu's body has become lighter and lighter. After the cicada wings are used, it is difficult for ordinary people to see it with their naked eyes.
After passing through a large forest, passing through a road, finally coming to a small forest,
From afar, I saw the scene in the forest through the gaps between the green leaves of trees.
A fierce tiger roars among the mountains and forests.
The carriage and horse panic.
Death or injury.
Qin Xianyu's heart was slightly sank.
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This road is not an official road, it is a small road in the forest, and the road is narrow. It can only accommodate a carriage.
Although it is not a major road, this forest path leads directly to Qingyuan Mansion. There is no need to detour.
This is by the foot of the mountain, and sometimes some goats and wild deer jump out from the forest and cross the path. But this time, no one thought that the one who rushed up from the woods was not a goat, wild deer, or a pig badger, but a fierce tiger.
One of the colorful tigers is nearly about a meter tall, and three meter long, so huge that it is terrifyingly large.
The houses of ordinary people are only ten feet tall, and this fierce tiger is as tall as a building and is huge, which is even more amazing than a carriage.
It rushed out of the roadside and was extremely large. When it lifted its front paw, it was already on the top of the carriage, overturning the carriage, and rolling into the forest with the carriage.
Let’s look at this colorful tiger. Its body is light yellow and nearly white, with black stripes. It is about 100 meters tall, with three meters head and tail, and its body is huge and powerful.
When the guards saw it, they had almost no idea of fighting against it, and their hearts were scattered.
Su Wenxiu held the curtain tightly, her face pale, and her body couldn't help but tremble.
The tiger is a fearful beast, full of ferociousness and is known as the king of the mountains, but the one in front of him is much bigger than a carriage, and his size is simply terrifying.
The fierce tiger was covered in thick skin. Even Commander Ye Qing, who had internal strength, attacked him in the back and slashed him with all his strength, leaving a scar that was neither deep nor shallow, and even blood had not flowed out.
However, in a moment, more than half of the guards were killed or injured, and the people's hearts were distracted and could no longer resist.
Two major internal strength masters in the convoy, one of whom was tortured on the spot by the tiger's claws, and Ye Qing was swept back by the tiger's palm and rolled out two or three feet away. At this moment, he was leaning on only one tree, gasping for breath, and still had fear in his eyes.
The servants and the managers who were in charge of the car were so scared that they were trembling and hiding aside, and some people couldn't help crying.
Su Wenxiu couldn't help but feel panicked and thought to herself: "I have walked this path several times. I have never heard of tigers, wolves and other wild animals nearby, let alone such a fierce tiger, which is probably a demon tiger. How could such a fierce tiger suddenly appear?"
After the convoy, there were three other people on the other carriage, all of whom were middle-aged literati, who were painting saints and calligraphy saints in the great dynasty, and the other was historian.
The Saint's pupils shrank and said in horror: "How could there be such a huge tiger? This is simply a demon tiger."
"This is a demon tiger." The historian said in a deep voice: "This kind of ghost, god, and demon matter is not tolerated by the official history and is difficult to record in history. It can only be regarded as unofficial history and is regarded as a joke by later generations. But I know that although there are many fabrications in unofficial history, there are some practical things that I never thought that today I actually met a demon tiger. If nothing unexpected happens, the three of us old friends will be the things in its belly."
The Painting Saint was grinding ink stones, but it seemed that he could not allow him to finish the painting, so he would be buried in the tiger's belly. He sighed and said regretfully: "If this style can be drawn, it can be passed down for generations. Even if later generations think it is my own imagination, this great demonic style can be enough to impress anyone. However, if I draw this scene, I wonder how much true meaning can I get? How much similar in shape? How much similar in spirit can I have?"
At this moment, many servants had quietly escaped from the edge of the forest.
Su Wenxiu took a look and did not stop her.
It would be a blessing if you could escape your life.
Bang!
Suddenly a gust of wind came, and Su Wenxiu hurriedly avoided it, and when she looked over, she realized that this was a young guard.
The guard's chest was scratched, and several wounds were deep enough to see the bones. Seeing that he was bleeding and angry, he seemed to be unable to survive.
"How are you?" Su Wenxiu took the handkerchief, squatted beside him, and covered the handkerchief on his chest.
The young guard shook his head reluctantly.
The strong wind blew, and a low growl that shook the mountains and forests sounded behind them.
"Miss, go..."
Someone shouted behind her.
The young guard lying on the ground changed his expression. He pushed Su Wenxiu away and was pressed to the ground by the tiger's claws, his sternum collapsed and he died immediately.
With a roar, the fierce tiger turned its head and its huge eyes fell on Su Wenxiu.
Su Wenxiu was cold all over, and she felt that her whole body was stagnant and could not move.
"Miss……"
Some guards rushed over without fear.
Ye Qing barely supported himself, and a crisp sound was heard in his ear, and his sternum was cracked. He felt a crack in his chest bones, as if he was about to be divided into two halves. His eyes turned black and he fell down again.
The fierce tiger was three feet taller than Su Wenxiu. He looked down and suddenly poked out a tiger's palm, as big as a washbasin, and slapped Su Wenxiu.
The sound of his ears roared, and Su Wenxiu felt that her heart was empty, she could not remember anything, and there was only a blank space in front of her eyes.
Everything is very quiet.
The sound of the wind slapped by the tiger's palm was no longer heard.
The tiger palm stopped above Su Wenxiu's head and slowly retracted it back.
The fierce tiger turned its head and looked into the woods, and a little light flashed in its huge tiger's eyes.
Everyone followed the fierce tiger's eyes and saw a man in the woods standing out from behind the tree next to the grass, walking lightly, slowly walking onto the path.
This is a young man with a handsome face, wearing a light-colored Taoist robe and a long sword behind him.
He is a young Taoist priest.
The young Taoist priest looked plain and looked at the colorful tiger as huge as a hill.
The fierce and powerful tiger actually stopped and looked at the handsome and gentle young Taoist priest.
One person and one tiger confront each other, and they are relatively silent.
Chapter completed!