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Chapter 15 Stone, go home

The hot Tiger King's blood bathed his whole body, and Lin Dazhuang's body seemed to be burning with a trace of scarlet steam.

Lin Dazhuang's whole body was so hot that he felt like he was soaking in boiling water.

At this moment, his tense body relaxed, his feet suddenly softened, and he stumbled to the ground.

The sword strike just now was his peak strike. He had never made such a powerful strike in his life.

However, this sword was not so easy to cut. Lin Dazhuang focused all his attention on this sword, and it took all his strength to make such a sword.

Before the sword was drawn, the whole person's energy and spirit were stimulated to the peak, and the blood in the heart was burning, bursting out with indomitable courage.

It can be said that given the terror of the Tiger King, if this sword could not kill the Tiger King, Lin Dazhuang would probably be bitten to death by the Tiger King in the next second.

It can be said that either you die or I die!

Don't underestimate the Tiger King. Although he seems to have suffered a painful death, he is definitely not such a simple creature.

The king of beasts, even when he is about to die, still has the strength and courage to die with powerful enemies. This is the ferocity of beasts.

Moreover, after Lin Dazhuang slashed out with his sword, all the energy and energy in his body were exhausted, and his whole body felt weak and powerless.

This situation is actually just like ordinary people doing exercise. If they walk 10,000 meters, no one will have any problem.

But if you were to run with all your strength, after a hundred meters you would be out of breath and exhausted.

Human physical energy is limited, and the lifespan of the body is also determined based on the amount of use, especially for warriors who have perfect control of their own strength.

Just like Lin Dazhuang, his power was perfectly controlled by himself. The sword he just struck was more decisive, and all his strength was concentrated in one strike.

After one blow, regardless of whether it was successful or not, he lost the ability to resist because his strength was exhausted.

Fortunately, Lin Dazhuang succeeded in killing the Tiger King with one blow, and everyone was safe!

Looking at the body of the Tiger King that fell to the ground, Lin Dazhuang sat down and said breathlessly: "Finally, this scourge has been eliminated!"

He loves his family, the village, and everyone in the village.

Therefore, even if there are many dangers, he will cut off all possible factors that harm the village regardless of the danger.

It was so dangerous just now. If the Tiger King did not die after one blow, other people said otherwise, he would definitely fall into a desperate situation where he would definitely die.

It can be seen from this that although he is a reckless man with little education, he has love and justice in his heart.

It is precisely because of this that there is such a saying in the world: A scholar is always a scholar who has a heartless heart, and a dog is slaughtered when he is righteous!



After a while, the hunting team members gathered around, and Uncle Lin helped Lin Dazhuang up.

Uncle Lin wiped the blood on Lin Dazhuang's face with his own clothes, then took out a soft piece of special dried meat and stuffed it into Lin Dazhuang's mouth.

When the dried meat entered his mouth, Lin Dazhuang used his upper and lower rows of hard teeth to grind it into minced meat, and then swallowed it.

After eating seven or eight pieces of dried meat in a row, Lin Dazhuang regained some strength and was able to stand firm on his own.

"Dazhuang, you have made great contributions to the village this time!" Uncle Lin watched everyone tie up the Tiger King's body and put it on the logs. He turned to look at Lin Dazhuang, his eyes full of respect for this junior.

satisfy.

As expected of someone who has seen the outside world, he is really capable!

"Dad, you are so awesome!"

Lin Jiuzong ran over and looked at his father with admiration and said.

At this moment, Lin Jiuzong simply worshiped his father. This was the first time he saw his father kill a ferocious beast.

He never knew that his father was so powerful.

Lin Dazhuang touched Lin Jiuzong's head. Hearing Lin Jiuzong's words of admiration, he burst into laughter and said, "Jiuzong, practice your martial arts well. You can surpass your father in the future!"

"Beyond father..." Lin Jiuzong was stunned when he heard this. Looking at the huge corpse of the Tiger King, his father's terrifying knife appeared in his mind again.

For a moment, Lin Jiuzong couldn't help but shudder and murmured: "Is it really possible?!"

Lin Dazhuang's sword blow was shocking to Lin Jiuzong. He had never thought that martial arts training could reach that level.

After the shock, Lin Jiuzong's heart was immediately filled with an extremely exciting enthusiasm, which was the enthusiasm for martial arts.

"I will surpass my father!"



Towards evening, the hunting team returned to the village.

The hunting team members carried a frame made of thick wood, on which lay the body of the tiger king.

At the same time, two hunting team members were carrying a freshly made wooden stretcher. On the stretcher lay a person covered with a white cloth.

"Well, he is the only son in Shitou's family. The whole family depends on Shitou for survival. How can I explain it to his father..." Uncle Lin sighed as he followed the stretcher.

The person carrying the stretcher turned out to be a corpse, a young man whose chest was torn apart by the Tiger King. The corpse was collected and brought back by everyone.

"Third uncle, please forgive me. There is no immortal who goes into the mountains. For the sake of the village, everyone has already awakened. I believe Shitou is also ready to awaken!"

Someone in the hunting team said this while looking at the body lying on the stretcher, he couldn't help but sigh.

Because no one knows who will be carried back on a stretcher next time...

"Uncle Third, let's send the stone home!" Lin Dazhuang came over and patted Uncle Lin on the shoulder and said.

Then, everyone carried the body of King Tiger and Lin Shitou's body into the village.

The people in the village were shocked when they saw the huge tiger body. This was the first time in their lives that they had seen such a big tiger.

Then, they saw the stretcher covered with white cloth.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little gloomy, and the villagers in the village no longer cheered as before. Instead, they spontaneously stood behind the hunting team and followed the hunting team all the way to Lin Shitou's home.

"Someone died again, alas..."

When an old man in the village saw this scene, he let out a long sigh, and his words were full of grief.

Linjia Village is not big, but its people are neat and clean.

Or there may be some people like Lin Goudan who have their own little thoughts, but they don’t have any big problems.

Just like this, Lin Goudan also had a look of grief on his face. He walked silently and looked at the motionless body on the stretcher. He felt no joy at all for killing the Tiger King.

"This child Shitou is only in his twenties..." Seeing the young life lying there lifelessly, no one could be happy.

When he arrived at Shitou's house, Shitou's father looked at the body on the stretcher. He was suddenly stunned and looked at Shitou's body with empty eyes.

"Shitou, we're home, we're going home..." Shitou's father murmured, his eyes empty and unfocused, and he seemed to have lost his mind.

At this moment, this old man felt that the entire sky was dark!

Shitou's mother cried bitterly and cried loudly on the body. Then she fainted because she couldn't bear the blow.

Everyone hurriedly stepped forward to lift up the stoned parents and comforted them, but to no avail.

No one dared to imagine what a family suffering from such pain would do in the future.



People die, not just once or twice.

As people often say, there is no immortality in the mountains!

But every time those who died were people from Linjia Village, relatives and friends of those present, and those who had traveled with them in the past were suddenly gone.

No one's heart is made of stone, and grief and sorrow will flow out when a life is lost.

But even so, the living people will continue to live, and the hunting team in Linjiacun will not be disbanded.

And those who have passed away will be remembered in their hearts and live forever!


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