I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality-Chapter 233 - 133: The Unresolved Love Between Man and Tiger_2

Chapter 233: Chapter 133: The Unresolved Love Between Man and Tiger_2

At the moment, Xu Qing carefully observed Sun Erzhuang, but did not discover any trace of demonic energy. This was just an ordinary fat man.

"Demonic beings are deceitful. This person is also a Tiger Demon, don’t listen to his nonsense!"

Saying this, Xu Qing turned his head to look at the man in the yellow clothes and said with a smile: "You say you are Guan Dazhuang? According to your logic, then this skinny tiger should be called Guan Sanzhuang."

"Do you agree with me, Sanzhuang?"

Xu Qing kicked the skinny tiger.

The latter gasped lightly but did not respond.

At this moment, the man in yellow at the door shook his head and said: "His name is not Guan Sanzhuang, his original name is Guan Xiaohu, he was raised by Guan Hua Po herself."

He paused and sighed, saying: "I was originally a young tiger of Old Platform Mountain, it was Guan Hua Po who raised me. This temple was originally mine, but unfortunately..."

Xu Qing’s hand holding the needle in his sleeve paused, he seemed to have overheard something astonishing.

Beside him, Sun Erzhuang was bewildered; a simple tiger hurting people incident had suddenly turned into a complex ethical drama?

The fat man subconsciously touched his own fat, thinking that maybe he was also a tiger and just hadn’t realized it?

The man in the yellow clothes sighed softly and revealed everything he knew.

After listening to him, Xu Qing finally understood something.

Guan Hua Po was originally a sorceress. Most sorceresses possess the technique of Inviting Immortals and Gods, which is similar to galloping immortal disciples.

The immortals and gods they invite are not real immortals and gods, but spirits like foxes, badgers, and weasels. As for the gods, they are mostly some spirits and souls of creatures.

Guan Hua Po was different, although she was a woman, she loved tigers since her childhood. Later, somehow she picked up a little tiger.

This little tiger was Guan Dazhuang, the man in the yellow clothes before them.

Guan Dazhuang grew up with Guan Hua Po, like a disciple and immortal, but even more like mother and son.

Guan Hua Po was a sorceress and knew the methods of establishing a hall and sitting in a temple. Just twenty miles away from Guanmen Village, there happened to be a Mountain Lord Temple with incense offerings but no spiritual deity.

Such a ready-made temple was rare and excellent.

So Guan Hua Po treated this temple as a place to raise a tiger.

Almost ten years passed like this, the incense offerings at the Mountain Lord Temple reached an unprecedented level of prosperity.

The reason for such prosperity was that within a radius of two hundred miles around Old Platform Mountain, it was all Guan Dazhuang’s territory.

Any mountain bandit or thief entering this scope would be driven away by Guan Dazhuang. If he encountered injured hunters or villagers, he would carry them to the town.

This way, the Mountain Lord Temple gathered incense offerings from hundreds of miles around.

Sometimes, even people from thousands of miles away came here by reputation. Even the local County Magistrate admired their kindness and had people repair the temple and personally burned incense to pray.

If this peaceful situation had just continued, it wouldn’t have been problematic. But at that moment, there was a disaster in the north, and many refugees fled to the Jin Sect territory.

Some refugees might have heard of the effectiveness of the Mountain Lord Temple and thought that there were many kind people here. Hence, they left the infants still in swaddling outside the temple gate.

Guan Hua Po, a young maiden, should not have taken in this child, but she felt a connection with the child, just like with the abandoned Dazhuang. She thought she should adopt it.

Thus, Guan Hua Po, at a young age, became a mother. People in the surrounding areas, hearing of this, influenced by her identity as a sorceress, did not approach her for marriage.

When Sun Erzhuang turned one year old, Guan Hua Po went to the sheep pen to milk, unexpectedly finding a skinny little tiger under the mother sheep.

That tiger was fierce, although small in size, greedily sucking milk seemed about to swallow the whole mother sheep.

Guan Hua Po was happy inside, thinking this was arranged by heaven. Otherwise, how could this little tiger find her home specifically?

Guan Hua Po didn’t know that the little tiger was actually brought by Guan Dazhuang.

Inside the Incense Hall, Guan Dazhuang regretted: "Guan Xiaohu was a young tiger abandoned by its mother, not originally a tiger of Old Platform Mountain, but I found it in a wild mountain valley while roaming the mountains."

"Later, the disaster became increasingly severe, and the young tiger needed blood food to survive. Guan Hua Po could not feed it, so I hunted and brought blood food to nourish the little tiger."

"But this rascal, after learning to hunt, brought back a child......"

Xu Qing listened quietly, and when he heard that Guan Hua Po expelled Guan Xiaohu, he couldn’t help but say: "This evil tiger harmed a child’s life. According to human rules, it should pay with its life.

But Guan Hua Po only expelled it without any harm, where does it get the hatred to kill its caretaker and brother?"

Guan Dazhuang shook his head: "Who knows, people say a young tiger, once abandoned, suffers inner turmoil and breeds resentment. Having been abandoned by its birth mother once, and now expelled from its home, it might bear a grudge..."

As soon as Guan Dazhuang finished speaking, the skinny tiger lying on the ground suddenly spoke.

"I kindly brought blood food to repay her, but she expelled me without any explanation. Fundamentally, she was biased and only liked you and this fat guy!" ƒree𝑤ebnσvel-com

Guan Dazhuang angrily said: "What nonsense! How could godmother be biased? Not even if you or I harmed someone, or Erzhuang harmed someone, would godmother forgive us!"

The skinny tiger fell silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Who said that child was killed by me?"

Guan Dazhuang froze and then heard the skinny tiger scoff: "That child was strangled to prepare for cooking, but I snatched it away."

"She only forbade harming lives, never forbade eating humans."

At this point, the skinny tiger seemed tired, he closed his eyes, tone inexplicable: "Those people were eating humans, but she ate vegetarian food all day. What’s wrong with me bringing a person back..."

"You!" Guan Dazhuang widened his eyes, breathing heavily. Though he wanted to say something, in the end, it all turned into curses.

"You beast! What use is saying all this? You ate all those people and killed godmother; don’t you think you’re wrong?"

On the side, Xu Qing furrowed his brows. He wasn’t a living person; otherwise, his blood pressure might have surged uncontrollably.

These beasts, even after gaining intelligence, had thoughts different from humans.

Moreover, Guan Xiaohu, abandoned by his birth mother, was extremely unbalanced. Guan Hua Po might have been wrong to take him in the first place.

However, compared to the extremely temperamental Guan Xiaohu, Xu Qing found the man in yellow more interesting.

According to Guan Dazhuang, he was also taken in by Guan Hua Po, but he showed no unusual behavior.

Watching this drama of mixed human-beast and family ethics, Xu Qing felt this trip wasn’t wasted.

But watching was one thing; he still had things to do.

"Erzhuang, are you going to kill or not? If you hesitate, I’ll do it myself."

Business is business; privately, he remembered Guan Xiaohu attacked him.

Sun Erzhuang instantly awakened; he held the Treasure Sword with both hands, lifting it high, ready to strike the skinny tiger’s neck.

Guan Xiaohu opened his tiger eyes wide, a strong evil qi emanating, intimidating Sun Erzhuang.

Just then, weird voices sounded in the Incense Hall.

"Xiaohu, Xiaohu..."

The voice sounded like a blind old woman at the village entrance calling her playful grandson home for dinner.

Xu Qing frowned and looked towards the funeral coffin holding Guan Hua Po’s body, seeing an old lady’s figure on it.

Inside the Incense Hall, Guan Xiaohu, lying on the ground, stiffened, his evil qi instantly dissipated.

His mouth moved, but he said nothing, only closed his eyes.

Sun Erzhuang seemed unable to hear Guan Hua Po’s voice. Freed from the evil qi’s influence, he shouted and his Treasure Sword fell on Guan Xiaohu’s neck.

Tiger skin was tough as iron; even with a reddened neck, Sun Erzhuang couldn’t pierce it. Seeing this, Xu Qing was momentarily stunned; just as he was about to help, he saw tiger fur growing on Sun Erzhuang’s hand. The next moment, a tiger’s roar echoed, the Treasure Sword broke through the tiger skin and directly pierced Guan Xiaohu’s neck.

Xu Qing sensed something, looking up he saw the man in yellow with closed eyes appearing asleep.

Turns out, the Tiger Monarch possessed him, assisting Sun Erzhuang in slaying the Demon Tiger.

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