Gu Gu Gu Gu...

early morning.

The chick woke up very early and ran around the vegetable garden catching bugs.

In the kitchen.

Zhang's mother was boiling water for cooking, and the third sister was washing wild vegetables at the side.

Father Zhang got up early in the morning and sharpened his axe.

It is said that the boss of the Song family in the west end of the village wants to marry a wife. Old Song wants to build two more thatched houses. He has already laid out the greetings two days ago. If anyone has time, he can go and help.

No money is given, but two meals are taken care of.

Zhang's father was thinking about it. He was idle and planned to take Brother Zhang with him.

As for Zhang Heng.

He left home early.

He was wearing a black short shirt given to him by Hu Mengmeng and a pair of deerskin boots.

If someone didn't know this and saw this, they would think it was someone's young master.

"Dad, what did the county magistrate say?"

"How did the Tiger God die? Was it because he sacrificed his life for the country?"

"How will the Tiger God Mountain be arranged in the future? Does the court plan to take it back, or will the little mountain god take over?"

Tiger King Town.

There is a large family whose surname is Wang.

Fifty years ago, the imperial court canonized a Tiger Mountain God here, so Tiger Mountain was born. Even this small town close to Tiger Mountain was changed to Tiger King Town.

Talk about it.

People with the surname Wang also have good fortune.

The God of Hushan came here with the imperial decree to open a palace and build a tooth, and he needed a temple blessing.

When other people heard that the tiger was being used as a temple blessing, they were too frightened to respond.

Only Wang Youde gritted his teeth and stood up after his parents had just died and had nowhere to go.

So he became a Buddhist priest of the Tiger Temple, and the Wang family became rich.

The origin and fall of fate are all difficult to describe.

"We've already found out."

"Tiger God set out to conquer Beihai and won consecutive battles. He was supposed to defeat all the enemies along the way. Even the Xingchen Sect's sect was defeated. He just had to wait to accept the surrender of the Xingchen Sect."

"It is impossible to imagine that the surrender of Xingchen Sect is false, but the death of both jade and stone is true."

"Among the Taoists who surrendered, there was a remnant of the Tianfo Temple hidden. The Tiger God was unprepared and was struck by the Tianfo's handprint. He was about to die."

Inside the Wang family mansion.

An old man with white hair and beard shook his head with a sigh: "It has been many years since the Buddhist temple was destroyed, but it is still acting as a demon. It is really troublesome for a group of remnants."

Upon hearing this.

The middle-aged man standing aside said: "Dad, over there at the court..."

"The imperial court still recognizes the merits of Lord Tiger."

"I heard from County Magistrate Zhao that the reward for the Tiger God will be issued soon. As expected, the position of the Tiger Mountain God will be taken over by the Little Mountain God. Dad is old. When the arrangements are made for you, the position of the temple blessing will be taken by

On top of you, you are still young and can protect the wealth of my Wang family for another fifty years."

Having said this, Wang Miaozhu looked around: "Didn't I ask you to find the little mountain god? Have you found the little mountain god?"

"this..."

The middle-aged man lowered his head and said: "The little mountain god met a playmate at the foot of the mountain, and he refused to come back no matter what."

"playmate!"

Wang Miaozhu frowned slightly: "How old is that person?"

"Just an eight-year-old child." The middle-aged man answered.

"Eight-year-old!"

"I am eight years old now, and I will be eighteen years old in ten years."

"Have you ever thought that even if he doesn't want it now, he won't want your position ten years from now?"

Wang Miaozhu showed a sinister look on his face: "I'll go back and bring back the little mountain god, and then you go and get rid of this family, especially the child. You must not keep him, otherwise when he grows up, he will still be there."

What can I do to you?"

The middle-aged man was obedient and did not dare to refute.

See him like this.

Wang Miaozhu hated the iron and knocked on the table: "Don't be confused, your father and I didn't have a house or an acre of land back then. Now, my Wang family has 30,000 acres of fertile land. For these fields, you think I'm a beggar.

You can’t get what you asked for.”

"You are looking for death. Don't take the Wang family with you. Without the name of the Tiger Temple, you will die in a smelly ditch the next day. The fifty years of Wang family's foundation will also disappear with you."

When the middle-aged man heard the sound, he gritted his teeth and said, "My father taught me that if I turn around, I will kill the entire Zhang family to eliminate future troubles."

"No..."

Don’t wait for Wang Miaozhu to say anything else.

There was a whisper outside the door.

The two quickly looked up.

When I saw it, I saw a lame old Taoist limping inside.

"you you..."

When they saw Lao Dao, they were as frightened as if they had seen a ghost.

This is also inevitable.

In the Dali Dynasty, Buddhism and Taoism were taboo.

The court has an order.

Anyone who wears monk's robes or Taoist robes, holds rosary beads, or whisks dust will be executed.

"Pindao Star Sect, Han Li."

The old Taoist flicked his whisk whisk, and his voice echoed in all directions: "The tiger demon destroyed my mountain gate, and I will also destroy his temple. Since the Wang family is aiding the evil, let's go with the tiger demon."

"Taoist priest..."

Don't wait to beg for mercy.

The old Taoist priest flicked his fly whisk, and a white light shot into the sky.

Wait until the light dissipates.

When the residents of Tiger King Town came out and took a look, they found that there was no Wang family mansion in its original location, and some only had broken eaves and broken walls.

"Han Li, a poor fellow, little tiger demon, please die."

The old Taoist priest flew up.

In just a moment, they reached the sky above Xiashan Village and threw a whisk towards the Zhang family.

Whoosh!!

The next second.

Two black maces rose into the air.

He blocked the whisk with one hand and threw it at Lao Dao.

The old Taoist seemed to be unprepared and was hit on the shoulder with a mace. He vomited blood and said loudly: "What a tiger mountain god, he actually has a backup plan."

Finished.

Turn into escaping light and go away.

"Ouch!"

In the yard.

Hu Mengmeng stared blankly at the black mace that fell in front of her.

This was her father's weapon when he was young.

After becoming a demon fairy, he discarded it and placed it in the hands of the gods as offerings.

Now.
To be continued...