The famous book Wu Song fights the tiger

Wu Song has been on the Liangshan Grass for half a year. He has always been eager and righteous, generous and bold, and he is also dignified, impartial and straight, and he has made several friends. The village has no worries about food and clothing, and the brothers meet and hate late, so they practice martial arts and drink wine every day, and the days are very leisurely.

The more he passed, the more he missed his brother who raised him. One day when he drank with Dai Zong, the feelings of si brothers overflowed into words. The next day, he woke up drunk and was suddenly told to visit his family during the seven-day holiday, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

This time back home, if you can ride a fast horse to walk four or five hundred miles a day, and go thousands of miles, the number of days to spend with your brother in the family is countless. And there are no good horses in the mountains, and even if there were, he would not be able to ride them. If you go down the mountain to find a carriage and horse shop to rent ordinary horses, you can only travel two or three hundred miles a day, and you will only be at home for one day.

If you don't bother the Second Lord with anything, if you want to come to Emperor Daizong to pity him and think of his brotherly feelings, and perform seven days of mountain affairs on his behalf, he will certainly not be stingy about borrowing him the magic weapon that travels thousands of miles a day for a few days. So in line with the purpose of sharpening the knife and not cutting wood, there was no hurry to set off that day, and at night he found DaiZong another round of eating and drinking, and successfully borrowed the magic weapon.

Singing in the daytime must be indulged in wine, and the magic weapon is used as a companion to return home. Thinking of Wu Da Lang Suri, he also liked to pour a few glasses, and went to the Jingyang Gang Liquor Store, and immediately unloaded the magic weapon to find an old friend to buy good wine.

The reunion of the old rain should be a happy event, but the owner of the wine frowned and sighed. Only the road is that in the past six months, there are tigers in the Jingyang Gangshan Mountains, which hurt the merchants and officials, causing everyone to avoid it, and in the past six months, the liquor store has been full of birds and miserable operations, and is trying to close its doors and find another way to survive.

There are tigers that hurt people, and that's great. Without careful investigation, only asking for directions, Wu Song hurriedly got up and ran towards the mountain with a zeal for the people to eliminate harm.

Approaching the tiger's usual whereabouts, Wu Song slowed down. He thought that he was brave and fierce, and he was a bit cultivated, and he rarely encountered enemies in the village, but the tiger plague that could not be removed by the strength of a county showed that he was not generally ferocious and cautious all the way.

Approaching the cave where the legendary tiger lived, holding his breath, one step, two steps, three steps... "Click", the string in Wu Song's heart suddenly broke, causing the heart to jump suddenly, cold sweat soared, the whole body remained in a posture and did not move, and suddenly found that there was something strange under his feet, and he had stepped on a branch.

A long breath was taking a long breath, waiting to return to the soul. Suddenly, a low voice came: "You don't have to go forward, I don't want to eat people today, and you are not the person I want to eat." ”

He was already rushing to kill the tiger, how could he be frightened by a word! Take a deep breath and walk quickly through the tall grass and fix your eyes on it! What came out of the mouth was really a white tiger, a huge white tiger.

With a head with a large "Wang" character, he was lazily crawling on the ground with his front paws, half squinting his eyes and defying Wu Song.

"Er, the demon, is it a tiger?" Is it a person? It's a demon! Did the merchant officials all die in your mouth?. Seeing the "real murderer", Wu Song calmed down instead, Wei Yan asked.

The great white tiger stood up on all fours, "Whoosh", and with a loud roar, the green leaves fell one after another, and the roots of the white hairs on his body stood upright, and once again spat out the words of the people, "Roll! If you don't go any further, Hugh blames me for being ruthless! ”

what! Ha! Tiger sentient? Wu Song suddenly felt that this demon's dialogue was a little ridiculous. Is it sentient when it comes to taking someone's life?

Clenching his hands, he clenched the bones of his fists, let out a loud roar, jumped up three feet high, and slammed his fists into the tiger's head when he landed.

Obviously, the punch aimed at the tiger's head accidentally smashed into the air, falling to the ground and making a loud "huh" sound, and the giant tiger stood unharmed half a foot away.

Once again, a few whining cries came from behind the white tiger, and three small tigers stumbled out from under the tiger's belly, looking at Wu Song with six wet eyes.

Cute and cute, he suddenly removed most of Wu Song's momentum, but he was still alert, but unexpectedly, the huge body of the white tiger shook, and then he fell down again. The three little tigers were bumping around in a daze, sniffing around at the white tiger lying down, and it turned out that they were rushing to eat tiger milk.

Wu Song had always remained vigilant, feeling that this white tiger really had no intention of threatening to make an enemy of him, and that momentum was not as good as a fierce dog in the cottage on a daily basis. Seeing this scene waiting to be fed again, my heart softened unconsciously.

The White Tiger looked at this righteous young man, sighed deeply, and said, "Xiao Langjun, I see you as a righteous person and unparalleled in righteousness, so can you let us have a good chat, and then you decide whether to take my life?" ”

Wu Song was stunned for a moment and put away his fists one by one, and leaned against the nearest big tree with his arms in his arms: "Let me listen to you." ”

It turned out that this white tiger had been cultivating for five hundred years, and for many years it had only preyed on other animals on the mountain. A hundred years ago, he married another white tiger in the mountain, and they both joined forces to dominate this mountain, but they never hurt anyone's life. The white tiger gave birth to three small tigers half a year ago, but unexpectedly, another demon wolf in the mountain took advantage of the weakness of the white tiger after giving birth to a child, and the tiger's father won the battle but was seriously injured.

Originally, the rest can also be slowly restored, and it was discovered by a line of merchants, and in order to seek a rare white tiger skin, fabricated the story of the white tiger eating people, found more than a dozen cultivated real people to kill, and sent their tiger skins to corrupt officials.

"They didn't know I existed, and when I passed by this place again, I took revenge and ate the merchant and the corrupt official, and the rest of the people waited for me and didn't hurt their lives." But because of this, the world knew of my existence and gathered people to attack me many times. After giving birth, my body was weak, my cultivation was greatly reduced, and after several battles, I was now at the end of the crossbow. Poor my three sons and daughters..."

At this time, the giant tiger no longer had a trace of might, a pair of tiger eyes actually slipped a large drop of tears, Wu Song could not help but feel a sour feeling in his heart, poor parents in the world, and gradually remembered the elder brother's father's nurturing grace for him.

"Hero, I have run out of time, can you please take care of my three children, my white tiger in the next life will definitely tie the knot grass to repay your great kindness!"

After saying that, he bowed his head and arched the little tiger lying on his body, and whispered a few "whining" sounds, as if he was explaining something. One of them stood up wobbly and walked to Wu Song's feet, and a small tiger tooth tugged at the hem of his pants, erected his small hind legs, and the small paws also softly pulled up, a look of begging for a hug.

Looking at the little tiger, Wu Song's heart was soft as water, and when he was about to bend down to pick it up, the white tiger suddenly opened his blood basin and rushed to him, saying that it was slow and fast, seeing that the tiger's mouth was about to bite Wu Song's neck, and he was about to die on the spot. A white light flew out from Wu Song's cuff, and a dagger with a spell hit the white tiger's throat.

The white tiger's huge body really shook and fell down this time, looking at Wu Song with a pair of unwilling eyes.

"When I punched you, I smelled a burst of blood, and you transfigured me to find that your breath was not as weak as you said, and I saw a bloody broken arm in the gap behind you. Apparently, the body died not long ago. ”

The white tiger slowly closed its eyes, and the other three tigers did not realize that their mother was dead, and the little ones shook over to continue to find milk to eat.

The white tiger cause and effect cycle, evil has bad retribution, death is not enough pity. These three small things did not hurt people's lives, but there is a common saying that raising tigers is a problem, Wu Song hesitated for a moment, wanted to kill but could not get his hands on it, so he took the three small tigers back to Jingyang Gang to see his old friends.

After some talking, the old friend felt thrilled, and regretted that he did not tell him the ins and outs of the matter in detail, which almost led to a big mistake.

It turned out that what the White Tiger said was half true and half false, and if Wu Song hadn't observed it in detail, it was really possible that he would have been enlightened.

This mountain was full of aura, and many beasts cultivated into demons, but they were not willing to self-destruct the Immortal Dao. Therefore, it is true that all the demons, including the White Tiger, have not hurt anyone for many years, and it is also true that the Tiger Daoist and the Wolf Demon were seriously injured, but they died because of serious injuries. The white tiger lost the care of his partner during the nursing period, could not forage in the mountains, and could not fight other demon beasts, so he attacked humans.

Finally, the old friend sighed: "Presumably it is also for the sake of three children, otherwise with its half-demon body, it can survive without eating for three years and five years, poor parents in the world!" ”

Heaven has the virtue of good life, and it is not easy for these three little tigers to survive. Wu Song thought about it again and again, and once again transported Dai Zong's Thousand Mile Magic Weapon, sent it to the mountains farther away without demon beasts, and spent three days to find a tigress for them who had lost its son. Two broken "families" were reorganized, and as for the future, the Tao was the creation of each man and the cultivation of each beast.