"I encountered a white-fronted hanging tiger at the time, and I almost lost my life. Fortunately, Master Meng gave up his life to save me, so I saved this life, such a place, as a last resort, I dare not go again. "
At this time, a villager answered, "So you killed the white-fronted hanging tiger? A while ago, I heard a friend say that a young man in Baiyang village went to the mountain to chop wood and found a big man who was killed. Tiger, we didn't believe it at the time, saying that who killed the big tiger can still leave it behind? The tiger skin is worth a lot of money, it was you?"
Bai Zhi smiled faintly: "At that time, Lord Meng and I were both injured, and there was no mentality about the tiger corpse. Later when Hu Feng went back, the tiger corpse was gone, so let's give it up."
The villagers didn't know the dangers of Luoying Mountain. They found the thing from Luomile, and they immediately dismissed the idea.
Although Bai Zhi's words are methodical, not everyone believes it.
Liu didn't believe it.
"Girl Zhi, you don't use words to bluff people. That white-foreheaded tiger and more ferocious beast, can he kill a big tiger with a scholar like Master Meng?"
Someone felt reasonable after hearing this, "Yes, Master Meng looks like a weak scholar. Can he take you out of the tiger's mouth and even kill him? This is incredible."
Bai Zhi said loudly: "The tiger was not killed by Master Meng. It was killed by Hu Feng. If you don't believe it, you can ask Hu Feng. Besides, Master Meng looks gentle and elegant, but he has also learned kung fu, and his guards are also Now, it’s nothing unusual for Hu Feng and Jin guard to join forces to kill a tiger."
Speaking of Hu Feng, the two people who didn't believe it naturally shut up. Everyone in the village knew that Hu Feng knew Kungfu, but no one knew exactly how much better his Kungfu was.
Last time he broke off Bai Dazhu's two arms, as easily as a dead branch. . .
Bai Zhi looked at Liu, and said with a smile: "If you don't believe it, ask Hu Feng, he will tell you what the truth is."
When Liu thought of Hu Feng’s cold face like an iceberg, the back of her neck immediately felt cold, and smiled dryly: "No need, you said it was Hu Feng killed, I wouldn't believe it." She lowered her head and glanced at Zhao Lan. A bag of earthen melons at my feet smiled and said: "Let me take these earthen melons back. I will sell them for you. I guarantee that they will sell quickly and at a high price."
After speaking, she stretched out her hand and went to pick up the bag of tugua.
Bai Zhi immediately clasped her wrist and pushed her away hard: "What? Do you want to grab it? Look at it with big eyes. This is not your Bai family. There are so many eyes watching."
Liu's face turned blue and red. He wanted to turn his face, but was not reconciled. "Girl Zhi, what are you talking about? Why did I snatch it? Didn't I say it all? I will help you sell it for a few days. It's fine."
Bai Zhi waved his hand: "No, we can't bear your kindness, so you should rest as cool as possible."
Bai Zhi asked Zhao Lan, "Mother, have you washed it?"
Zhao Lan nodded: "It's finished, let's go."
The mother and daughter lifted a whole bag of earthen melons and walked away, so angry that Liu and the old lady pointed at them behind them and cursed them with a stick of incense.
The villagers saw all their faces with sarcasm. Who knew their thoughts? The ugly face is truly unmatched.