Chen Yang unconsciously made a gritting sound.

He understood it at a glance.

The children who have gone missing on Caishan Mountain for so many years are the fault of this fierce tiger.

Tigers eat people, bind their souls, and turn them into ghosts.

Chen Yang can understand this.

If those ghosts were hunters, warriors, or even traveling scholars, Chen Yang would be able to understand them to some extent.

The hunter hunts the tiger, but is hunted by the tiger, which is the law of justice.

Even if his soul has no peace and is driven by being turned into a ghost, Chen Yang can only frown at most.

After all, when a hunter hunts a tiger, he still has to skin the tiger, remove the tiger bones, cut the tiger penis... and make full use of it.

Even if you are not an Orion, you are a warrior or a scholar, you can still understand.

Warriors travel all over the world, and scholars travel far and wide. How can they not know that the world is dangerous and dangerous, but they only seek benevolence and gain benevolence?

But what about the children?

Have they ever known anything? Have they ever pursued anything? Have they ever hurt anything?

Why should he be killed by this beautiful tiger and tortured arbitrarily, becoming an infant spirit ghost filled with resentment?

Chen Yang's face was as dark as water, and his eyes turned to the one facing the colorful tiger.

That's a gray fox.

The gray fox hunched its body, opened its fangs and roared, intimidating the colorful tiger, like a giant beast protecting its calf.

"Xiaohua, that's enough!"

"If you take another step forward, I will fight with you!"

Cang Hu bared his teeth, and the voice he made was clearly that of Lord Jiu.

This gray fox is Tu Jiugong who was deceived by Chen Yang last night and kept taking notes of Chen Yang's quotations.

Hearing Jiu Gong's name for the beautiful tiger, Chen Yang's original solemn expression almost collapsed.

Such a ferocious tiger is called "Little Flower"?

Listen to this name, does it belong to a mother?

The colorful tiger actually stopped and roared:

"Xiao Jiu, teach that little girl and give me a rice bowl, otherwise I will eat a whole litter of foxes from you today."

Girl?

Rice bowl?

Chen Yang blinked.

The girl is probably Xiao Zhao.

What the hell is a rice bowl?

"Is this what Jiu Gong calls Shu Xiu?"

Chen Yang remembered that Jiu Gong had mysteriously said that he would give him a bunch of repairs in the afternoon, and he thought this was it.

The beastly face of the Canghu transformed by Jiu Gong showed a look of pain and sorrow:

"The rice bowl is also an old rice bowl. What will happen if you take it away?"

"Girl, I can't leave it to you."

"Xiaohua, the master has gone. If you want to guard the tomb, then guard the tomb. You guard the inside, and I will guard the outside.

But, how can it eat people? Or it only harms children."

"If the master Jiuquan knows that his cat eats people, he will be sad."

Cat?

Jiu Gong, do you call such a colorful tiger as big as a hill a cat?

Chen Yang really didn't know what he was doing.

"shut up!"

The tiger roared and the fishy wind blew, filling the heaven and earth.

"Under the damn circumstances, the master will not die. He will return soon."

"If you dare to stop me, don't blame me for not remembering our old feelings."
Chapter completed!