I'm wandering in the world

Chapter 171 The Power of the Tiger

At night, Toushan Castle, a small town located on a peninsula surrounded by the sea on three sides in the southeast, made a humming sound in the sea breeze...

Chen Qingyuan and Zhang Dashao lived in Liu Azong's house. Except for Liu Azong himself, the other nine people who went up the mountain during the day also lived in this house.

There were definitely not enough rooms, so they cleaned up an empty room, covered the floor with hay and made it flat, and then covered it with straw mats that these people brought from home to reduce the coldness of the floor.

Liu Azong slept in his own bed, and the other nine people were all squeezed on the floor next to each other.

Chen Qingyuan was lying on the bed, looking at the night sky outside through the window, and said, "Daoyou, when you encountered that mountain beast during the day, you rushed forward without hesitation. This move was better than many people..."

Young Master Zhang was lying next to him. He smiled and said, "It's not that bad. I have cancer and I know I won't live for many days, so I'm not that afraid of death. But I'm a little worried about whether my ancestor Zhang Changfeng is like what the cat demon said..."

He turned over and continued, "If what the cat demon said is true, then it means that my ancestors, Young Master Zhang, planted the cause from the beginning. Every killing after the cat demon's resurrection is the result. This cause and effect must be attributed to our Zhang family."

The night is very deep...

Chen Qingyuan listened to the sound of the sea breeze outside and said, "I am not a smart person. It is difficult for me to have the patience to distinguish cause and effect. Whoever does evil and goes crazy in front of me, I will deal with him. It's that simple."

Young Master Zhang was stunned for a moment and wanted to say something.

Chen Qingyuan suddenly sat up from the bed, listened attentively, and frowned, "Strange, this time is equivalent to more than two o'clock in the morning, why are there children and old women talking outside?"

Young Master Zhang also became alert and quickly took out the suitcase: "Could it be the cat demon or the tiger?"

Chen Qingyuan shook his head and said, "You'll know once you see it. To avoid being tricked into leaving the mountain, you stay in the house and I'll go out and see what's going on..."

Young Master Zhang hummed, "If there's any problem, I'll yell."

Chen Qingyuan opened the window and jumped out. In the dark night of this era, it was clearly around two in the morning, but the sky was indescribably bright...

He walked towards the source of the sound.

The child's voice became more and more obvious.

One child said, "Grandma, do we really have to go out so late to buy candy?"

An old voice: "Yes, if you don't go early, the candies will be sold out, and my lovely grandchild won't be able to eat any candies..."

The child said, "Grandma, your hands are much bigger today than usual."

Grandma said in a hoarse voice: "I am old, not as young as you, so I have to wear thick gloves..."

The child asked again: "Grandma, your feet are so big, your body is so big, and you are much taller than usual..."

Grandma replied: "Grandma is too cold, and she is wearing several layers of clothes, so of course she looks tall."

The sound of the conversation between the old and the young became clearer and clearer.

Chen Qingyuan turned a corner of a house and looked up, and the voice suddenly stopped!

Not far from the village entrance, there was a child in a small cotton-padded jacket standing there blankly, with his right hand slightly raised as if he was holding the hand of an "adult" he saw.

The demon is coming.

Chen Qingyuan lowered his body and looked around, but did not see the "grandmother" who made the sound.

He stood there and didn't go forward immediately. Who knows if the child standing there is real...

The child moved at this time, as if he had just woken up. He rubbed his eye sockets with his hands, looked around, and said in a crisp voice: "Grandma, where have you been?"

Chen Qingyuan didn't move, but his pupils contracted slightly.

There was clearly no one in front of the child just now, but now an old woman appeared and stood there. She kept waving at the child with her right hand, and she held a shiny sharp knife in her left hand!

"Grandma, why did you go there?"

"My dear grandson, you are confused because of your sleep. Come to grandma." "Okay!"

The grandmother's face was filled with a kind smile. She looked at the child who was getting closer and closer, her eyes were filled with ferocity, and she slowly raised the sharp knife in her right hand...

But the child seemed not to see it.

Whoosh!
Grandma's eyes widened, her head lowered stiffly, and a sword was stuck in her chest.

She fell to the ground and twitched continuously, her body slowly becoming transparent.

The child rushed over and cried, "Grandma, what's wrong with you?"

Grandma struggled to raise the sharp knife in her right hand, only to see a figure rushing in front of her, stepping hard on the sword on her chest and piercing it directly!
The fierceness in her eyes slowly faded away...

The person who came was Chen Qingyuan. He used the Evil-Breaking Sword to stop the grandma. Seeing that she had regained consciousness, he took out the Merit Banner and immediately chanted the mantra to put it in!

He knew that this grandma was a ghost.

"Hey hey hey..."

The child slowly raised his head, the flesh on his face quickly melted away, leaving only a skull, with two tufts of brown hair stuffed in the eye sockets. At this time, he let out a strange and sharp laugh, and suddenly wrapped his hands around Chen Qingyuan's left arm! His body swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

hiss……

Chen Qingyuan took a deep breath and his face darkened.

What a tiger, this tactic is quite powerful. The "grandmother" does not hide it and directly appears as a real ghost. The "child" stuffs tiger hair into the eyes to increase the magic power to make the fake look real, and then uses a soul bomb...

Chen Qingyuan pulled up the Evil-Breaking Sword from the ground, and with a light sweep, he cut the ghost child's arm and flew back more than ten meters...

Boom!

There was a loud bang and a half-meter-deep hole appeared in the ground.

This power would also blow Chen Qingyuan's body into pieces...

The ghost child's soul is completely destroyed and there is no chance of reincarnation.

Chen Qingyuan stood with his sword in hand, the Qi flowing in his body accelerated, his anger ignited, and the corners of his clothes moved without wind, making a rustling sound.

A fishy smell permeated the air, and the source of the smell was very close...

Right behind you!

He turned around and saw that all the pores on his body opened up!

I saw a brown tiger standing behind me, almost two meters tall, with a huge head several times bigger than a wash basin, and a very sturdy body, like a fitness tiger that has done some fitness exercises and gained muscle. Add to that the black tattoos and the pair of copper bell-like eyes, and a strong murderous aura was overwhelming me...

Tiger!

Tiger spirit!

Chen Qingyuan, who is only 1.8 meters tall, looks like a half-grown child when standing in front of the tiger.

There were seventeen or eighteen small scabbed scars on the tiger's body, a penetrating wound on its right shoulder, and the hair on its back was all black and burnt.

It seems that this is the result of using the pistol, merit banners and talismans on the mountain during the day.

The bloody ferocity in the tiger's eyes was almost becoming reality. It grinned, raised its right paw high, and without saying a word, slapped Chen Qingyuan's face with the momentum of tearing everything apart!!!
The smell of death fills my nerves!
Chen Qingyuan knew that he had underestimated this mountain king. He had been doing missions in seven or eight worlds and everything had gone too smoothly...

In a flash, the blood-red cloth of the Merit Banner wrapped around his entire body, especially his head, where it became several times thicker. With a loud bang like thunder, he turned into a phantom and flew out!
It smashed through the rubble wall of a nearby bungalow.

(End of this chapter)