It's Liao Zhai, not Cthulhu

"I haven't thought about it, but if it's really that little tiger, then it's quite...reciprocal." The herbal picker stroked his beard and said in a deep voice.

"Yeah, tigers know how to repay their kindness, but people don't necessarily understand this truth. Old man, it's fate to meet each other. I invite you to drink a glass of wine." Qin Yuelou said, and took out a glass bottle from his arms.

This glass bottle is retro in shape, and it uses frosted glass to hold the wine he brewed with the immortal brewing method, and the bottle mouth is plugged with a wooden stopper.

"Is this... a glazed bottle?" The herbal picker looked at the bottle in Qin Yuelou's hand.

"Artificial colored glaze, I even gave you the bottle." After Qin Yuelou finished speaking, he stuffed the wine bottle into the hands of the herbal picker, then took off the wine gourd around his waist, pulled out the cork, and went with the picker. The medicine man touched it, "It's done."

The herb picker smelled the aroma of the wine, and he also looked fascinated. He pulled out the cork and drank the wine, but the wine melted in the mouth, and the warm current flowed. The broken leg also felt hot and itchy, but there was also a little pain, but it was Much better with fever.

After drinking the wine, the herbal picker only felt healthy, and even his broken leg returned to its original state.

It's just that Qin Yuelou had already left.

"Could it be... that I met a fairy?" The herbal picker felt as if he had experienced a dream, but his leg was indeed healed.

So he bowed respectfully towards the outside of the door, still saying thank the gods for their rescue.

And Qin Yuelou also brought the tiger back to the forest.

"It's time to help, I've already finished helping, do you want me to help you recover too?" Qin Yuelou squatted in front of the tiger and asked the tiger.

After listening to Qin Yuelou's words, the tiger shook his head.

"Why? Don't you want to recover?" Qin Yuelou asked the tiger.

Then he also listened to the tiger's voice with his six ears.

The tiger's voice is not fake at all: "I am also going to die of old age. Birth, old age, sickness and death are the natural norm. If I are allowed to recover again, I will still have to repeat the past. Instead of doing that, I might as well wait for death quietly."

This tiger has extraordinary savvy.

Qin Yuelou looked at the tiger and said in a deep voice, "Is that why you want to worship me as your teacher?"

The tiger nodded, and said again in his heart: "I want to get rid of that kind of past, and never repeat that kind of life. The tiger you killed killed my child and my wife. I don't feel angry. Why is that A tiger can become so powerful, but I don't have that kind of power? But it's useless to complain, I'm not strong, and you don't accept me as a disciple, so maybe it means that I don't have this life, and I don't would complain."

"No, I don't think you are a real tiger. Are you so smart from the beginning? Or have you always been so smart?" Qin Yuelou felt surprised when he heard what the tiger said.

The tiger's inner voice is normal, without any falsehood, which means that all of this is what the tiger really thinks.

"I don't know." Tiger explained in his heart, "I don't know either."

So Qin Yuelou thought about it, cut off a bunch of hair from the tiger, left a note, and stuffed it into the warehouse.

"I don't accept you as an apprentice, but you can follow me. Frankly speaking, I don't know how to teach, so I can only be an example for you. You can learn as much as you can from me, right?" Qin Yuelou said seriously .

"Thank you, sir." The tiger got down on the ground and made some funny kneeling movements again.

If one compares the perception, Qin Yuelou even thinks that the tiger's perception is higher than that of many people.

So he came up with some thoughts, a kind of thought that can be regarded as "cherishing talents".

"However, since you are willing to follow me, then you are not allowed to feed on human blood. Can you do that?" Qin Yuelou asked the tiger.

Tiger nodded.

"Sir, could you please wait a moment? I still have something to do." Tiger said again in his heart.

"No problem." Qin Yuelou nodded.

The tiger lay on the ground and tried to kneel down again, then limped forward with its lame leg. As for Qin Yuelou, he also followed the tiger.

He was curious about what the tiger was going to do.

Until the tiger came under a tree.

This is a small tree compared to other trees, about ten years old.

The tiger crouched under the tree, gently stroking the tree with its tiger claws.

"Here?" Qin Yuelou asked the tiger.

"It's the tomb of my wife and children." The tiger replied.

"After my wife and child were killed, it blinded my eyes and let me go. I was powerless to resist, so I could only bury my wife and child first, waiting for the opportunity to kill it. But I didn't expect that the first class would be 16 Year."

"Then if you were given a chance to start over, would you still be with your wife?" Qin Yuelou asked Tiger.

"Yes, although she is a bit stupid, I will still be with her." Tiger didn't think about it.

Qin Yuelou was stunned, and the tiger's feelings were more sincere than most humans.

Qin Yuelou even felt that this was a person full of emotions, not a tiger.

So he walked up to the tiger, squatted down, opened the cork, and took another gulp for himself.

One person and one tiger, all silently waiting for the passage of time.

Qin Yuelou didn't listen to the tiger's heart, because there must be a lot of things in the tiger's heart that he wanted to say to his wife and children.

The tiger lowered its head, maybe it was thinking about the old memories, or maybe it was asking its own heart.

But that's its own thing anyway.

After Xiyang Shenshan, the tiger stood up and rubbed his head against the tree trunk.

"Sir, I'm sorry to have taken you so long." Tiger bowed his head in apology, as if apologizing.

"Don't delay, no matter how long or short your sincere feelings are, it is the sincerity in your heart." Qin Yuelou didn't blame the tiger, and there was nothing to blame.

"You can't always be called Tiger. Let me give you a name. Tiger is the king of mountain beasts, so you should be called Tiger."

"Mr. Xie gave you the name." The tiger bowed down.

Qin Yuelou stroked the top with one hand, and transmitted mana into the tiger's body.

"To perceive the flow of this mana, to feel the formation of this mana. I don't have any skills, and others don't know how to teach them. I can only teach you shallow knowledge based on my limited experience. Walk out of your own avenue from my limited experience."

Qinyue Tower is like a sword fairy caressing the top, granting longevity.

The tiger also followed Qin Yuelou's words and felt Qin Yuelou's mana.

"Mana power is formed by the condensation of the three treasures of spirit, energy and spirit. The so-called spirit, energy and spirit refers to..."

Swordsman Qin Yuelou is really not a good teacher, he can talk about what he thinks, and what he talks about counts, and the tiger also accepts what Qin Yuelou thinks and realizes like a force-fed duck.

One person, one tiger, one teaching and one learning, and Qin Yuelou also returned to the inn overnight.

However, there was a little boy wearing Taoist robes behind him. The little boy had the word "king" on his forehead. Although he walked with a slight limp, it didn't affect his walking so much.

The proprietress saw Qin Yuelou, then saw the Taoist boy behind Qin Yuelou, and asked about Qin Yuelou.

"Yo? How can you bring back a little Taoist boy after you go out?" The proprietress asked Qin Yuelou.

The first class at the stall and Luo Qiuyan also looked at Daotong.

"Sister, please don't slander Mr., it is Mr. who regards me as a half-disciple, and I can barely be counted as Mr.'s registered disciple. Can you take back the word 'abduction'? "

"Tsk, like a teacher, there must be an apprentice. They are all equally unpleasant. As long as a child is cute, it's over. Why do you look like a little adult?" He took out a steamed bun from the plate he was holding.

"I've been out for a day and a night, I guess you haven't eaten anything, so take a pad to pad your stomach."

The proprietress was very kind to the child. After stuffing the steamed bun into the tiger's hand, she began to make plans.

"Come back again, do you want to be a top player or stay in a hotel? Or do you want to eat me?" The proprietress gave Qin Yuelou a wink.

"I'm staying in the store. I didn't find what I was looking for. I can only be sure that it's in this generation. Let's forget about eating you." Qin Yuelou smiled and answered, taking out the silver and throwing it to the proprietress, "Refund more and pay less , you can keep the money first, but I would like to ask, have you seen the thing on this painting?"

Qin Yuelou took out the little yellow book and turned to the picture of the eight-armed Bodhisattva.

Attracted a circle of people's attention.

Qin Yuelou was also observing the people in the shop,

But just right, a man walked in from the door.

When Luo Qiuyan saw it, his eyes lit up.

Chapter Five

The man who entered the door was tall and tall, handsome and handsome, with a pipa on his back, and an oiled paper umbrella in his hand, shaking the water droplets on the oiled paper umbrella, the man walked in.

The man surveyed the situation in the inn, found Luo Qiuyan and the two great monks, and went up to meet them.

"The boss, Zou Huai'an is here." Xiao Mo said quietly to the boss.

"Don't worry, Luo Qiuyan and those two great monks haven't left yet, this Zou Huai'an will definitely come back, we are waiting for such an opportunity to throw ourselves into the net." And Xiaoliang said,

Here the pretend merchants stood still, while Luo Qiuyan and Zou Huai'an complained to each other.

The proprietress just glanced at Zou Huai'an, and she was not interested.

"What's the matter, why did the proprietress just glance at the man, and then stop looking at him?" Qin Yuelou joked.

"That man obviously has a relationship with that woman. If I interfered, wouldn't it be a robbery to win love, which is despised by others." The proprietress said.

"Then how did you confirm that I am a woman who has no affection?" Qin Yuelou asked the proprietress when she heard it.

"You are as conspicuous as cow dung in the snow, you green-headed boy. You can tell at a glance that you have no one you like, and you are still a baby at the same time."

Qin Yuelou squinted at the proprietress who compared him to shit, and then held up the picture of the eight-armed Bodhisattva in the little yellow book.

"Okay, let's not talk about it so much. Have any of you seen this eight-armed Bodhisattva? I just went to the Bodhisattva Temple. The Bodhisattva statue in the Bodhisattva Temple is not this one." Qin Yuelou asked.

"If I knew, wouldn't I have exchanged it with you a long time ago? But the problem is that I really don't know." The proprietress also said helplessly.

"Tsk." As soon as Qin Yuelou heard this, he sat down on the stool bravely, and took out a small yellow croaker from his bosom.

It covered the table with a "slap", and Qin Yuelou yelled loudly.

"Is there any hero who has information about this eight-armed Bodhisattva? If so, please let me know quickly. At that time, this gold bar will be yours. It doesn't matter if you admit a mistake. I will still give you this little yellow croaker. If it is for me It was helpful, thank you very much afterwards.”

Seeing Qin Yuelou's behavior, the proprietress immediately rushed over and whispered in Qin Yuelou's ear: "Are you crazy? Don't you know that your wealth is not in vain? These two groups of people have no clue, and you are so careless." , are you not afraid of being drugged with Mongolian sweat medicine and then peeled off the skin and cramped to make buns and sell them?"

"Miss Boss, I know your intentions are good, but I have to kill this eight-armed Bodhisattva." Qin Yuelou replied with a smile, then took out a small yellow croaker from his bosom, and covered it on the table with a "snap" superior.

"Still no one knows?"

The two big monks over there couldn't bear it anymore.

Money touches people's hearts, no wonder the two great monks couldn't help it.

"Young man, are you looking for the eight-armed Bodhisattva? Our two brothers just happen to..."

"Stop, you are lying. Lies are useless to me. If you want gold bars, please pay attention to the method." Qin Yuelou's sixth ear clearly heard what the great monk was thinking.

What the great monk Tie Yu was thinking was to make up a lie first, and then tell the story after getting the gold bar in his hand.

Hearing Qin Yuelou's convincing words, Tie Yu couldn't help but take up the knife and point it at Qin Yuelou.

"How can you insult people's innocence, you yellow-mouthed child?" Tie Yu said angrily.

Qin Yuelou didn't respond, but just put away the gold bars: "Since everyone doesn't know, forget it."

"Hey, you brat, why didn't you reply? Don't you dare? I don't mean a young hero. It turns out it's just a silver pewter gun head." Seeing that Qin Yuelou didn't move, Tie Yu laughed at Qin Yuelou. Come.

"Sir..." Tiger asked Qin Yuelou if he needed to clean up the garbage.

Qin Yuelou shook his head, and the tiger also kept silent.

Then he drew his sword out of its sheath, and then put it back into its sheath. At this moment, everyone present felt as if they were thorns in their backs, unable to move smoothly.

It's as if the back of the heart is held up by the tip of the sword, unable to move freely.

After sheathing the sword, Qin Yuelou returned to the guest room with the sword in hand.

"Miss Boss, open another room for me, a bastard." Qin Yuelou's voice came down the stairs.

The great monk Tie Yu obediently put away the knife and did not speak.

"Tie Yu, don't be so reckless next time, or I'm afraid you won't have a next time, that young hero, it's amazing." Luo Qiuyan said while drinking.

"It's just that I didn't understand why he still drew his sword..." Zou Huai'an was a little surprised, so he walked to the place where Qin Yuelou drew his sword.

He looked at it carefully, and then he found something, and then his eyes narrowed, quite surprised.

On that table was a fly with its wings cut off, and that fly was still crawling on the table.

"What is the origin of this man? Such a superb swordsmanship? This vision and control are enough to surpass [-]% of the swordsmen in the Jianghu." Zou Huaian picked up the fly and returned to his table.

After throwing the fly on the table, he didn't say a word. After a while, Zou Huai'an said, "Let's leave tonight, otherwise there will be more troubles. That swordsman doesn't know whether he is an enemy or a friend, especially Tie Yu. Choking..."

The implication is that even if they are just passers-by, they may cause trouble for them.

The boss here seemed to have sensed the intentions of Zou Huai'an and the others, so he also whispered to Xiao Mo and Xiao Liang, not knowing what their intentions were.

Qin Yuelou, on the other hand, took the tiger with him and sat in the room, teaching the tiger amulets.