After she said this, her body shape changed again. The whole body turned into mist, leaving only a head hanging on the mist. Li Bochen knew whether this question was about himself, so he remained silent.
The head said: "It has been more than 1,400 years."
"When I first became a spiritual god, I was very happy. I wanted to live as long as heaven and earth from now on, without having to worry about death. I am a god, and there will be no one more noble in the world."
"I can also control a land and be the master of it. People come to worship me, beg me, and express their concerns. I also find it novel and interesting. But gradually, I understand that being a tiger is actually not a good thing."
"Because I am trapped in this small space. Although Zhangshan Mountain is huge, it has lasted 1,400 years. I have long been tired of looking at it. Since I am a tiger and can no longer practice, there is nothing to do. It turns out that there are still mountains in this mountain. There were many people, but later when Zhang City was built and people went to the city, the mountains became even more lonely. Li Bochen, let me ask you, if you were me, would you also feel lonely?"
Li Bochen thought for a while and sighed: "Yes."
These words reminded him of Wuliang City. I had been staying in Wuliang City for the past three years. Apart from eating, drinking, patrolling, and fighting, there was nothing to do. He was familiar with every brick on the city wall. Many times he felt depressed and panicked, but he felt that it would be more satisfying to fight for his life on the snowy field when the monster came.
For a moment, he felt that he was in the same boat, and he didn't think this Zhang Tiger was weird, so he said again: "Why doesn't Tiger often go to Zhangcheng to have a look? It's more lively there than in the mountains."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tiger Tiger, who had a lazy tone before, suddenly said: "Going to Zhangcheng? How to get there!?"
Her two words suddenly became fierce, and the surrounding fog suddenly dimmed and turned into dark clouds. I heard a rustle in the forest, and many dead leaves hanging on the trees fell down like rain.
Li Bochen's heart trembled, and he was about to say something was wrong, but he saw the black mist suddenly flowed and gathered like water, and finally turned into chains!
Looking at the tiger at this time, he was actually trapped by chains!
The clouds and mist that surrounded her before turned into clothes, covering her body, but now it was not the clouds that were wrapped around her body, but black iron ropes. The iron rope was as thick as a finger, and was wrapped in layers on her body until only her face was exposed. They spread in all directions, some of them went deep into the land on the mountain top, and more of them reached into the distance, extending out for an unknown distance.
When she walked, the iron ropes flowed like water and made a swishing sound. Although it didn't affect her movements, she still couldn't get rid of it. Li Bochen finally understood what she meant by being "trapped in this small place" - it must be these iron ropes that locked her in Zhangshan Mountain. Is it true that being a spiritual god on earth requires paying this kind of price?
At this time, she had a ferocious expression on her face and said: "After living like this for thousands of years, do you still feel happy!?"
After saying this, the iron rope on her body suddenly turned into the mist, and she became lazy and kind again: "So, if someone wants to take away my position as the tiger, I think it is a good thing. Then If someone takes my place, I can wander around the world. If they kill me, I will have lived long enough."
She...did she want to die? Li Bochen was surprised and disappointed, and then he realized that his idea of benefiting from this matter was probably wishful thinking. I also thought that if those people in Kongminghui knew that this tiger had such thoughts, they wouldn't go to such trouble.
But when he thought of this, his heart suddenly moved, and he remembered the two poems mentioned on the wall of the Tiger Temple - White clouds and smoke are born in the spring of Yuling, and the fog gathers between the red and red eyebrows.
When he first saw these two sentences, he thought they were artificial. But now that I saw Zhang Shanjun, I realized that these two sentences by Ye Chengchou were written about her, right?
The white clouds and smoke growing in the spring of Yuling Mountain can be interpreted as "white clouds and smoke rising across the jade body". The fog gathers between the red and red eyebrows, which is easier to understand - what is written is a little vermilion on her forehead.
Now that I think about these two lines of poetry, they are simply obscene words and songs. Ye Chengchou dared to write these two sentences in the temple, wasn't he afraid of offending this tiger? Or... Li Bochen saw her returning to that lazy and charming look at this time, and couldn't help but frown: "Does the tiger know about the Sanlao Cave in Zhangshan Mountain?"
The tiger glanced at him and smiled: "What, you have a grudge against the people there? Spirit Master, if you want to do harm to them, you have to stay on the mountain today."
Li Bochen knew that he should have guessed exactly, but he still said, "How do you say this?"
The tiger narrowed his eyes and said: "You are curious. This lets you know that there is a monk in the cave who is my lover. Is he the one who has a grudge against you?"
No wonder. Ye Chengchou had indeed seen this tiger. But even though I was already prepared, I couldn't help but be stunned when I heard the word "lover" - Ye Chengchou looked well-rounded, about forty years old, and his appearance was serious, which is really related to these two words. Not on.
Look at this tiger again... Although he seems to be the incarnation of a demon cultivator and has a weird temperament, he has revealed that he has no bad intentions towards himself until now. According to human moral standards, it seemed a bit "dissolute", but Li Bochen remembered that when she appeared behind him, she was in the form of an animal.
Maybe even this tiger has some guarding against men and women.
He sighed: "I don't have any grudge against him, but there is one thing - the people who set up the formation at Zhangshan are the Kongminghui people in the city. And the one who is going to kill you should be Ye Chengchou."
The tiger was stunned for a moment, then seemed to smile even more happily. But the next moment Li Bochen realized that he had thought wrong - the corners of her mouth were indeed curling up, but they were also slowly grinning until they reached behind her ears. The eyes grew larger and gradually turned red - her face turned into a half-human, half-fox look, which was extremely strange.
There was a gentle breeze in the forest, blowing up the fallen leaves on the ground, and it was bitingly cold. But the wind only moved close to the ground, and the slightly higher branches remained motionless, as if the air there had solidified.
"If you, the spiritual master, come to instigate and frame me, you will be asking for your own death."
Li Bochen said solemnly: "The tiger will know this kind of thing as soon as he investigates it, so why should I use it to provoke him? And I also guess that Ye Chengchou is just a chess piece. After he steals your luck, maybe the person in Kongminghui will I will kill him, so that he can legitimately become the spiritual god on earth - does the tiger have any clue about this?"
The fox-faced tiger spoke human words, but at this time his voice was erratic and harsh, somewhat similar to Yincai: "Who told you to talk about this?"
Li Boxen said: "Myself. At first, it was because of some selfish motives - I am the spirit master and I wanted to get the tiger's method of refining the Yin soldiers. I accidentally knew that the people in Kongminghui might be unfavorable to you, so I wanted to exchange it."
He sighed: "But when I was talking to you just now, I felt that the tiger's temperament might also be called romantic. If someone else was going to do this, I would have gone down the mountain and mind my own business by now. But I know it is Ye Chengchou... I don’t want to see such heartless and unjust things.”
