typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Two hundred and six chapters for the tiger

"If you imitate him, you will only feed the tiger with your own body."

Born in Junzi City, Ye Zigao knew tigers very well. He leaned on the carriage and looked at the road ahead and said leisurely.

"Why?" Yu Sheng was puzzled.

"Have you ever heard of being a villain?"

Yu Sheng was shocked, "Are you saying that the man on the tiger's back is a ghost?"

Ye Zigao nodded.

There are two kinds of ghosts. The ghosts in the Yusheng Seal Card are the ghosts who have become drowned ghosts.

As for the ghosts who work for the tiger and are bitten to death by a tiger with a little demonic power, their souls cannot be freed. They can only serve as ghost slaves around the tiger.

Such ghosts are like water ghosts. If they want to escape from reincarnation, they can only find a replacement for the tiger, which means helping the tiger kill himself.

Or it is possible to kill the tiger demon, unlike the water ghost who can only find a replacement.

If I have some enlightenment for the rest of my life, I will soon have doubts, "No, that man is riding on the back of a tiger, how can he look like he is serving the tiger?"

Ye Zigao said: "You were bitten to death by a tiger, will you take revenge?"

"I hope I'll do well. What if I kill the tiger?" Yu Sheng said.

Ye Zigao looked at him with disdain, "That man has surpassed the tiger demon in cultivation and has become a master."

"So this is how the tiger mount came about." Yu Sheng felt a little regretful.

"You want to come to me with a tiger as a mount." Ye Zigao said, "You forgot, I come from Junzi City, and all my fellow villagers ride tigers."

"You ride on a pig." Yu Sheng said.

"The same." said Ye Zigao, "training pigs is not much different from training tigers."

"You may not have trained the key pig." Bai Gaoxing teased him, "You will know it now just by looking at the arsenic."

In order to restore the training environment of the pig above, Ye Zigao often lets dogs, small white foxes or Maomao chase Arsenic to exercise its leg strength.

But I don’t know who Arsene learned from recently. When he is chased, he will lie on the ground with his legs in the air and expose his belly, just waiting for others to touch his belly.

Ye Zigao made an excuse, "That's because I focused all my energy on painting and didn't master the skills of training tigers."

"Come on, your paintings are just like that." Yu Sheng said,

Ye Zigao took out a stack of drawing paper from his arms unconvinced, "What's wrong with my drawings? Are they so bad?"

Yu Sheng opened a page and pointed to the paper to trace the painting of the city lord slaying the black dragon in the shrine, "Look at your painting, except for the eyes, it doesn't look like a dragon."

"You don't understand, what I practice is the finishing touch." Ye Zigao said.

Yu Sheng looked at the painted eyes of the city lord, they were so radiant, it felt like the city lord was looking at himself on the paper.

He closed a stack of papers and retracted his head back into the carriage. When he looked up and saw Aunt Qing who was reading seriously, he opened the paper as if he was aware of it.

"What's the point of your finishing touch?" Yu Sheng asked.

"The eyes convey the spirit." Ye Zigao said, "People are different, and their eyes are also different. The ancients said that the only thing that exists in people is their eyes. The spirit of a person is all in the eyes."

After hearing this, Yu Sheng remained silent until Aunt Qing noticed that Yu Sheng was staring at her and asked without raising her head, "What do you see me doing?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Yu Sheng closed the drawing and shook his head secretly. The city lord had been here that day.

"Shopkeeper, we are going to sell paintings later, and remember to buy me some drawing paper and pens." Ye Zigao said outside.

"Only ghosts buy your paintings." Bai Gaoxing said, "The dragons look like earthworms."

"Hey, this is spring and snow, you rough guy doesn't understand." Ye Zigao said.

I didn't argue with them for the rest of my life, I just looked at the rainy scene outside and pondered the thoughts that suddenly came to my mind.

"Yangzhou City is almost here." Ye Zigao said.

In the direction of his finger, the green shadow of the city wall emerged from the mist and rain, standing there quietly, solemnly and solemnly.

The city gate soon appeared in front of us, and when a Jin Yiwei stepped forward to stop Maomao, he was treated with saliva from Maomao again.

"Go directly to the City Lord's Mansion." Aunt Qing raised her head and said.

Without waiting for Bai Gaoxing's command, Maomao ran wildly in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

Yangzhou City is much quieter in the rain, but there are also many pedestrians on the road, and there are even vendors selling vegetables hiding under the eaves.

Perhaps because he was eager to return home, Maomao did not go to pick up the radish from the vendor under the eaves, so the "donkey, donkey, donkey" he just shouted out quickly disappeared in the sound of rain.

But when he was about to exit West Street, Maomao stopped again.

Yu Sheng poked his head out and saw Maomao looking straight at a little donkey tied to a tree by the roadside.

The donkey had a red strip of cloth hanging on its head. It was already soaked through, but it still stayed calmly in the rain.

Behind the donkey was dragging a flatbed cart with some fruits and vegetables on it. An old man was hiding under the narrow eaves selling fruits and vegetables to passers-by.

"Let's go, let's go." Bai happily urged.

Maomao ignored him, yelled "Ang Ang" and dragged the cart slowly towards the little female donkey.

"This little female donkey looks familiar." Yu Sheng said.

"Isn't it the one he hooked up with when he was selling porridge?" Ye Zigao remembered.

When they were fighting with the servants of the Cai family, the reason why Maomao was late in coming to their rescue was because of this little female donkey.

Maomao was close to the little female donkey, and under Yu Sheng's eyes, the two donkeys rubbed their ears and temples affectionately.

"These concubines actually handed out donkey food in front of so many people." Yu Sheng said.

All the passers-by were looking at the donkey cart, and the rickety old man also saw it, but the Zhou family's carriage was so gorgeous that he didn't dare to say anything.

Aunt Qing looked up and said to Yu Sheng: "Solve it quickly."

Yu Sheng passed it on to Ye Zigao, "My parents' orders, the matchmaker's words, I leave this matchmaking matter to you, hurry up."

"I want my great lover to be a matchmaker between two donkeys." Ye Zigao got out of the car helplessly.

He walked under the eaves and asked, "Uncle, can this donkey be sold?"

The old man shook his head hurriedly, and without waiting for his answer, Ye Zigao said again: "Don't worry, the money will be yours."

Seeing that the old man still refused to agree, Ye Zigao pointed at Maomao and said, "This is the city lord's Maomao. I can't offend your donkey."

Yu Sheng stuck his head out and said, "Don't worry, if it dares to be half-hearted, I will castrate it."

Maomao shuddered and looked back at Yu Sheng.

The old man still refused to sell. Seeing that the old man could not speak, a passerby said before Ye Zigao could say, "The only donkey left is this donkey."

It turned out that the uncle had no children, so he and his wife raised the donkey like a son and daughter, and also relied on the donkey to carry vegetables to the city to earn some money to spend their old age.

As for the last time I asked a donkey to sell a donkey, it was because my wife was sick and the family's savings were not enough to hire a witch doctor, so the uncle had to sell the donkey to get money for treatment.

Who would have thought that just after the donkey was sold, before returning home and calling the witch doctor, his wife had passed away and gone to reincarnation.

Needless to say, I was sad. After the neighbors helped me take care of the funeral, the lonely old man wanted to buy the donkey back.

The buyer was also a kind-hearted person, and with the help of the tooth man, he sold it to the uncle at the original price.

From then on, one person and one donkey depended on each other.

Yu Sheng got out of the car and after hearing this, he knew that the little female donkey could not be bought back.

He looked at Maomao and the little female donkey, who were still scattering donkey food.

Yu Sheng kicked Maomao's butt unpleasantly, "Are you serious?"

"Ang, ang." Maomao Hui Yu Sheng couldn't understand Yu Sheng, but the closeness between the two donkeys could still be seen.

"Uncle, these two donkeys are in love with each other. Let's not separate them from now on. In this way, we will marry your donkey."

Just as the old man was about to speak, Yu Sheng hurriedly said: "Don't worry, the donkey is kept at your house. This beast..."


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next