Chapter 3: Tiger Grandma

A mountain wind blew, and the golden leopard suddenly dropped the body of the wild boar and rushed up to the big tree like an arrow, and jumped to the height of the big tree in three or two directions.

The Ye Sanqi tuber that Yun Lang bit on his mouth slid from his mouth, and he stared blankly at the huge tiger head floating on the top of his head.

For the first time he noticed that the tiger's eyes were yellow. Perhaps because of the abundant sunshine here, the two black pupils turned into two vertical thin lines.

There is no emotion in these eyes, only endless indifference.

The wild saplings that were only scrapped and harder had fallen into his ears. Yun Lang felt a little regretful...

This feeling was very strange. The tiger's mouth was just above his head, but he felt sorry for a piece of blood-replenishing medicine that he had not taken into his mouth.

I heard that the long beard on the tiger's mouth is very important to him and is his important width and narrow measuring device. Now, this guy is rubbing his beard back and forth against Yun Lang's dark face without restraint.

Could it be that this guy is measuring Yun Lang’s head size to see if he can swallow it in one bite?

"Man? Live?"

The sound is very unpleasant, like a spoon scraping the bottom of a pot.

The tiger's head was kicked aside roughly, and an old woman's wrinkled face appeared above Yun Lang's head.

Yun Lang first looked at the tiger lying on the side, and then looked at the wrinkled face that looked like it had no chin because it had no teeth.

Suddenly I remembered the horrible story my mother-in-law told when she was a child, and her eyes fainted.

"Grandma Tiger——"

Tigers are not scary, what is scary is tiger grandma... Tigers do not necessarily eat people, tiger grandmas will definitely do it.

Yun Lang has always thought so. Grandma Yun told the story of Grandma Tiger for ten years to the young Yun Lang, spending a sleepless night with him.

The fear of childhood turned into despair after the real example appeared.

He thought he was not very good at his health, but his grandmother easily grabbed him with one hand and threw him on the tiger's back.

The tiger looked big, but it was actually very short. Yun Lang's hands were hanging on the ground, and his feet were dragged on the ground, shaving a lot of dead leaves.

Grandma Tiger smiled strangely at the golden leopard hiding on the tree. The leopard on the tree screamed and rushed to another tree, and then disappeared into the dense forest after three or two.

"Gaga, run fast!" Grandma Tiger laughed dryly, and used one foot to lift the dead wild boar on the ground. The wild boar turned over in the air, then landed accurately on the tiger's back, in the same position as Yun Lang.

It was not until this time that Yun Lang could see clearly that the high bun on Grandma Tiger's head was not a bun at all, but a black gauze crown, which was tied to the jaw by a dirty strap. The gauze crown was very worn, and at a glance it was a high bun.

A shabby fur coat was hanging loosely on his body, with a black leather belt tied around his waist, and a piece of white and moist white jade was embedded on the leather belt. Even people like Yun Lang who don’t know much about jade can see that this jade belt is of great value.

There is also a sword hanging on the jade belt. The scabbard is made of crocodile skin and is of simple style. It is matched with the unique sword thighs of the sword.

If you don’t look at that strange face, it will definitely be a decoration for human beings, and his shadow will also look like human beings in the sunlight.

Add a bird and screams like a duck, looks like a duck, and walks around like a duck, then he is a duck.

Similarly, this guy like Tiger Grandma should be a talented person.

As he thought about it, Yun Lang's fear slowly faded.

The tiger is very obedient and walks slowly on a path of sheep intestines. If you roar occasionally, you will panic in the mountains and forests.

Yun Lang really wanted to speak, but unfortunately there was a piece of charcoal stuffed in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound.

Grandma Ti was very curious about Yun Lang's body. While chattering at a very fast speed, she said something Yun Lang couldn't understand while constantly touching his charred body with her fingers. It seemed that he was also very strange. Why did he still have a pair of smart eyes if he was almost burned?

After passing through the narrow mountain path, you will suddenly see the endless plain at the foot of the mountain. Looking around, there is a lush area, dense vegetation spreads from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. A waterfall hangs in the front river, and the huge water flows on the hard rocks splashing water, water mist evaporates, and a colorful rainbow spans the two mountains like a beautiful arch bridge.

Sinking down the mountain road, the tiger's undulating shoulder bones caused great torture to Yun Lang. At this moment, he felt like a person who was skinned and could not be treated as a result of the wind.

Grandma Tiger was walking like flying on the rugged mountain road. Yun Lang saw his body rising ten feet high with his own eyes, and reached out to pick a pear from a wild tree.

Before Yun Lang could praise, Grandma Ti raised Yun Lang's head, and with a little force, the pear broke into pieces and finally turned into a pool of pear juice in his palm.

The squeezed pear water dripped into Yun Lang's charred lips. Yun Lang, who was worried about life and death just now, immediately greedily sucked the pear water. This juice was a sweetness he had never tasted before.

The tiger was walking until it was dark, and Yun Lang fainted for so many times. When he woke up again, the crescent moon hung coldly in the west like a hook.

In front is a tall earthy mountain.

The earthen mountain is pitch black and seems to have trees, but the trees are not very tall. At least under the hazy moonlight, Yun Lang did not see the towering ancient trees on Mount Li.

Grandma Tiger knelt down to the Tushan Mountain, and her hoarse crying seemed extremely miserable in the night.

I don’t know how long the tiger grandmother cried, but Yun Lang was lying on the tiger’s back warm. He really hoped that this guy could show more human nature to deepen his trust in his own judgment.

In fact, Yun Lang felt familiar with the mountain bag and couldn't see the whole picture clearly under the moonlight, so he had to put his doubts in his heart.

Grandma Hu cried for a long time, and Yun Lang had already had a sleep, but he was still crying.

When Qi Mingxing appeared in the sky, Grandma Ti stood up and roared at the tiger, then continued to rush.

Tigers are not suitable for riding, and they are very bumpy, especially their undulating legs, constantly rubbing against Yun Lang's fragile body. The horse is obviously better, but Yun Lang doesn't understand why experts like Grandma Tiger choose to ride a tiger.

The wild boar around him had already tasted after a day and a half tossing. Many times Yun Lang wondered whether he was like a wild boar, like a wild boar, and the tiger's food.

Yun Lang had long been numb to everything in front of him. Since he found that he was almost burned by fire and still was not dead, no matter how strange things happened in front of him, he didn't feel that there was nothing unacceptable to him.

For a long time, he regarded this place as a world of undead.

A cliff suddenly appeared on the mountain road. The tiger climbed up the rocks and then walked along a stone road into a dark cave.

The tiger shook its body, and Yun Lang fell off the tiger's back. He could feel the wild boar's bristle like a steel needle had pierced into his flesh.

Grandma Tiger kept knocking with two stones, sparks flew everywhere, and the flames flew in a flash. His expression was very peaceful, but his face was extremely ugly.

A cluster of small firelights lit up in the palm of the tiger grandmother's palm, and he blew it carefully, and soon a small cluster of firelights eventually turned into a fire pit with raging fire.

Yun Lang lay sideways on the edge of the fire pit. Seeing the tiger tearing the body of the wild boar, he still chose to close his eyes.

The tiger's appearance of eating is definitely not pleasing to the eye.

Grandma Tiger used a sword to cut off a pig's leg. The sword was very sharp and the pig's leg fell to the ground. Grandma Tiger placed it on the fire and barbecued it casually.

The skin of a wild beast that was unknown was thrown on Yun Lang by his tiger grandmother. Yun Lang couldn't help but open his eyes and glanced at him.

The cave was filled with the smell of roasted pig hair. Even if Yun Lang had no smell, he couldn't smell it there. He was still angry and wanted to vomit.

The oil in the pig's legs was forced out by the flames, and a flame shone from time to time when it fell into the fire pit.

Grandma Tiger used less time to roast pork legs than Yun Lang imagined, and should not have been roasted.

Grandma Tiger eats very carelessly, similar to a tiger, just one bites with her teeth and the other cuts with a sword.

Eating is just as fast.

Yun Lang's mouth was brutally pinched open by the tiger grandmother, and a large ball of white oil that was indescribable was stuffed into his mouth.

The oil melts in the mouth, which should be the most essential part on this pig's leg.

The full tiger lying on the edge of the fire pit, making a sound of an old cat sleeping sound. The tiger grandmother also leaned against the wall of the cave, constantly napping.

Yun Lang had long been thrown by the tiger grandmother on the pile of firewood by the wall.

In fact, the sky was already bright at this time. With the help of the afterglow of the sun that leaked into the cave, Yun Lang looked at the cave again.

After suffering last night, he was very sure that neither the tiger grandmother nor the tiger had any plans to eat him.

If he is lucky, he can spend a very unforgettable time in this cave.

The cave is actually very neat and square, with the stone walls full of traces of chisels being dug. Even though it was so smoky that it could not see clearly the original appearance, it could still see every furnishing here.

There is no shortage of stone tables, stone benches, and stone beds. There is even an oil lamp in the grooves on the stone wall.

The shape of the oil lamp is simple and even exquisite. The shape of the crane looks great and ingenious. The seemingly simple embellishments show a vivid crane.

Yun Lang wanted to find something familiar from here, but unfortunately he didn't find it either. Even the straw raincoat hanging on the wall was very different from the straw raincoat he knew.

It was not until noon that the sun was the strongest that the tiger grandmother slowly stood up. He washed his face carefully with this stone trough filled with water, then put on his black gauze crown, tied up his jade belt, put on the sword, poured Yun Lang a lot of water, and set off with the tiger.
Chapter completed!