Xuanzang and his party left Wugong County and continued to rush westward. At dusk, they had arrived at the foot of a mountain.

Everyone was already hungry at this time, so they found a stream to have a meal and rest. After a while, they suddenly saw a figure rushing out of the mountain, staggeringly running to the monks, shouting: "Help, help."

Xuanzang was shocked and quickly looked at him, but he saw that the person was an old man in his sixties or seventies, and hurriedly said, "Why are the old donor so panic?"

The old man saw clearly that there were a group of monks in front of him, and hurriedly bowed and said, "It turned out to be all the monks. The old man's family is now in a thread of life. Please ask all the monks to help you."

Xuanzang hurriedly said, "Good, good, monks are compassionate, but I don't know what happened to the old donor's family, how should we help?"

The old man cried and said, "The young man's family was originally a woodcutter in the mountain. Today, they were cooking, but somehow they attracted a tiger, bit my poor wife to death, and took all my son, daughter-in-law, and three-year-old grandson. Only the young man escaped. He also asked the monk to follow me to save people quickly. It was too early and the juniors in my family could be saved. If it was too late, I was afraid that the whole family would lose their tiger's mouth and the young man would have no hope in the world alone."

Xuanzang was shocked when he heard this and said, "There is such a horrifying thing. Don't worry, the old donor. Since I have encountered it, I naturally cannot ignore it. Most of my disciples have practiced some martial arts. I will let them go and save people with you."

After saying that, he quickly pointed out thirty or forty skilled martial arts from the monks who followed him, holding swords and short sticks in his hands, and followed the old man into the mountain.

Thirty or forty monks with great martial arts skills and weapons, even the most powerful tiger, would naturally be no problem. Xuanzang brought other monks to wait at the foot of the mountain, waiting for them to return to victory.

Who would have thought that after waiting for two quarters of an hour, before the disciples came back, the old man ran down in panic again, and still screamed: "No, all the monks, come and help your life."

Xuanzang was shocked and hurriedly said, "Old donor, my disciples have already gone with you to save people. Why are you coming back to call for help?"

The old man hurriedly said, "The monk doesn't know anything. I took all the masters to find the tiger's cave. Seeing that my grandson had not been killed yet, I was about to save them from the tiger's den, but found that there were more than one tiger in the mountain, but two, one male and one female, so vicious. Although the masters are very skilled in martial arts, they are no match for the two tigers. They have also injured several people. Now they are in a tough battle. The old man only regrets that he can't help, so he came to ask the monk to send more people to help."

Xuanzang suddenly said, "So that's it. Don't worry, the old donor. I will send some more people to rescue your family." After that, he ordered another forty or fifty people and followed the old man into the mountain to save people, but at this moment, he felt a little uneasy.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, it was already dark, but no one came back. Xuanzang was about to send someone to search for it again, but he saw the old man running down the mountain in panic and shouting: "No, no, no."

Xuanzang hurriedly came forward and said, "Why is the old donor back? Could it be that my monk, who is more than a hundred martial arts disciples, still can't do anything to those two tigers?"

The old man quickly shook his head and said, "No, of course not, the battle in the mountains is over."

Xuanzang said strangely: "Since that is the case, why haven't my disciples come back yet?"

A strange smile suddenly appeared on the old man's face and said, "The monk is probably a misunderstanding. Your disciples have all died at this time. How can they go down the mountain?"

Xuanzang was shocked and took several steps back, saying, "How could this be?"

The old man said lightly: "The tiger king in the mountains is not an ordinary tiger, but a tiger that has become an immortal. Although the disciples of the monks are very skilled in martial arts, how could they be his opponent?"

Xuanzang had already noticed something was wrong, and pointed at the old man tremblingly, saying, "You...you..."

The old man was not old at this moment, and rushed forward with agile figure like a young man. He grabbed Xuanzang's neck and shouted loudly: "Come on, come quickly, I'll catch the monk, I'll catch the monk."

When the other monks saw the old man suddenly went crazy, they hurried forward to stop him. Unexpectedly, a tiger roar suddenly came from the mountain, and then a fishy storm came to the face, and a tiger descended down the mountain fell in front of everyone.

I saw that this tiger's feet were twice the size of a normal tiger, with white eyes and white foreheads, which was very fierce.

The tiger was not in a hurry to hurt people. He just looked at the monks with a look of contempt, then looked at Xuanzang who was caught by the old man, and suddenly said, "What kind of saint monk in the Tang Dynasty? It's really not worth mentioning. Old Man Zhang, you've done a good job, why don't you send this saint monk to me quickly?"

When the old man heard this, his old face suddenly became happy and said quickly: "Thank you for your praise, thank you for your praise, the monk, why don't you follow me to see the king?"

"Bold!" The monks on the side were already furious at this time and shouted angrily: "My master is kind to save you, but you are accomplices of the tiger. You are really unforgivable. Why don't you let my master go quickly, otherwise I will not forgive you."

As he spoke, he saw these monks picking up weapons and pounce on the tiger.

Unfortunately, although these monks are brave, their martial arts are ordinary, and most of them do not know how to do martial arts. After all, those with high martial arts skills have just entered the mountain, and those who are left behind are not good at their skills.

The tiger was originally the body of the demon clan. He could see the reality of the monks at a glance. He sneered in his heart. With a long tail, he threw three or four people into blood. His bones were broken and his muscles were shed. He pounced on his claws and pounced on five or six people, and he ate one more. He shouted coldly: "A mere monk, how dare he go against me, are you tired of living?"

Seeing that it was so vicious, the monks were immediately attracted by their momentum, and they stopped and did not dare to move forward again.

Seeing that the monks were no match for the tiger at all, Xuanzang was even more anxious and said, "Old man, you and I are both humans, why do you help the monster kill us?"

The old man Zhang smiled grimly at this moment and said, "I don't care about any human monster. I only know that I will serve the king. If the king wants to eat you, you should let him eat it obediently. How can I push it and stop it?"

Seeing this person unreasonable, Xuanzang deeply regretted that he believed his lies and killed many disciples. He also thought that he had just left Chang'an City and was about to die. He couldn't help but feel sad and sighed, "I'm sorry, I'm devoted to the Buddha, but today I fell into the hands of a bandit. I'll ask the Buddha to save my life."

As soon as the words finished, a crisp "ding" sound was heard. Although it was extremely slight, it clearly came into everyone's minds, making them unable to help but stop their movements and look for the source of the sound, even the evil tiger and Old Man Zhang were no exception.

Ding, ding, ding, and three more sounds. This time, everyone's eyes were focused on Xuanzang, a stone there leaning against a Zen staff, which was the nine-ring tin staff given by the Buddha.

For some reason, the nine rings on the Zen Staff were at this time without wind, and the pleasant and gentle sound actually suppressed all the sounds around.
Chapter completed!