#980 - A fly can fly a thousand miles by following the horse's tail

"My Lord, please don't cry. There is a brighter future ahead!"

"My great king, don't be sad, tomorrow will be even more glorious!"

"Rest in peace, my king. We at Wohushan will miss you!"

"Bang, bang! For the king, I offer! The Dance of the Mountain!"

"My king, pick some fruits. If you feel thirsty, hungry, or sleepy on the way, just eat some wild fruits from Wohu Mountain."

In front of the Wohu Mountain Cave, black-winged bats hang upside down on the treetops, swaying and singing loudly, while wild boars run wildly with their hooves raised and roll around in the mud, with their mouths arched and their tails swiping mud spots everywhere.

The hedgehog rolled over, raised his butt, and handed over the thorny wild fruit.

Noisy.

The golden-haired tiger Chala, who was carrying a bag, looked even more worried.

The family was obviously living well, and under his diligent management, Wohu Mountain was thriving. But today, before he could even get comfortable in the stone chair, his mother suddenly called him out to serve the Ninth Buddha.

After this trip, I don’t know when I can come back.

boom!

The mud pit exploded, and the wild boar rolled over and crashed into a tree, its tusks embedded in the trunk, and it became dizzy.

Bats shut up, hedgehogs ball up.

The forest is quiet.

The white tiger let down its long tail and looked majestic.

"Afu, Azhu, Aci, since the three of you are so reluctant to leave, it would be a good idea to accompany Hu'er on this trip. It will be a good companion for you."

There was a moment of dead silence.

"!!!"

"Old King, please don't!" The bats cried and held their heads. "We are the native Datong beasts of Wohu Mountain.

If you drink mountain spring water and eat three-clean meat, you will not be able to adapt to the local climate when you travel far away!"

"That's right, that's right. Now that I'm gone, who will offer the best fruits to the old king?"

Click, click, click.

The wild boar moved left and right, pulled out the healing fang from the tree, and slid to its knees in front of the white tiger.

"Old King, the Ninth Buddha doesn't have a boat that can carry us!"

"The Jianghuai marshland is a fertile water town. You don't have to worry about the climate. There are many quagmires. The little king is traveling alone in a foreign land, so he needs more delicious fruits. As for how to get there." White Tiger said coldly, "I have already discussed it with the Ninth Buddha. You don't have to worry. If anyone else wants to go, just sign up."

The bat fell, the wild boar lay on its side, and the hedgehog's belly turned upside down.

The beasts took several steps back.

Baihu was too lazy to pay attention and raised his head to call: "Tiger."

"mother."

"I'll write letters often during this trip."

"I know, mother."

Seeing the golden tiger's muffled voice, the white tiger sighed, and she raised her front paw to comb the rough hair on the golden tiger's forehead.

"Those who are close to the noble will succeed, those who follow the phoenix will soar, and flies can fly a thousand miles by following the tail of a horse. In the world today, the Ninth Buddha is soaring, and there is no one who can match him. Judging from his actions, he is not someone who will easily die a sudden death.

Outsiders often call me White Tiger King, but this king is not a real demon king, it is a respectful title given by people. Your father is a stubborn person, he did not follow the right person, calling him a mountain king is not knowing where to go, he dared to collide with the Dashun vanguard army, the old abbot had a hard time to settle it, mother is old, I hope Tiger will become a real king. "

Comforted by his mother, the golden tiger’s lonely mood improved a lot. He cheered himself up and patted his chest.

"I understand, mother. I will make a name for myself out there and become the male among males, the king among beasts.

I'll buy you a cave bigger than the Tiger Mountain and invite you to live there!"

Baihu paused.

"good!"

"Afu, Azhu, Aci! Have you packed your things? I'm waiting for you at the foot of the mountain. If you don't leave together, don't leave together!"

The golden-haired tiger called out, pulled down a big tree in the forest, scraped off the branches and bark with its tiger paws, picked up the bag on the ground with the smooth wood, and strode down the mountain.

The white tiger looks on quietly.

The three beasts clamped their buttocks together, not daring to play dead, and followed the golden-haired tiger in shame.

June 1st.

With boats coming and going and sails inflated, the area in front of Fulong Temple is bustling again.

The hot wind makes people feel stuffy, and the sparkling waves make it impossible to open their eyes.

"Brother Liang, we'll meet again if we're destined to!" Yuan waved at the temple gate, "Come to Lingxu Mountain in Heyang Prefecture when you have time. We have a mastery of talismans at Louguantai, and it's very convenient for concentrating magical powers, which is absolutely suitable for Brother Liang!"

"You won't give it to me now?" Xu Zishuai said, "Is it difficult for Daozi to memorize a book?"

"That won't work." Yuan shook his head, "It will only work if you come."

Liang Qu laughed.

"Okay, come to the viewing platform when you have time!"

"Brother Liang, bring Sister Long to my Wutong Tower when you have time." Qu Zhaoxue waved her hand.

"I will go." Long Eying responded.

"Xingyi Bo—"

Shan Ying and Ji Zuibo also extended invitations, and Liang Qu accepted them one by one.

"Okay, let's go whenever we have time!"

The gap in strength is there, and there is also an age barrier.

Liang Qu was not very good at getting into the circle of "old people" or the circle of young people, and in the end he just played around with a few leaders of the younger generation of the Five True Sects.

We held several elegant gatherings within a month and became familiar with each other.

The only pity is that Liang Qu never saw Zhang Longxiang again after he killed the dragon.

Farewell.

Liang Qu pointed at the small bag behind Huai Kong's back and said, "Is this all you have? Don't you have more gold, silver, magic weapons, and spiritual tools?"

"enough."

"Okay, Otter, go!"

"Meep, meep, meep."

The silver rings on the two-meter-long tin staff rang, the bundle swayed left and right, and Tata took the lead and strode forward.

From winter in the mountains to summer on earth.

pier.

A golden-haired tiger was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a long-tusked wild boar lying next to it, a bat on its head and a hedgehog lying on its back.

The baby elephant flapped his ears to get the wild boar to wrestle with him. The monkey grabbed the fruits off the hedgehog's back and stuffed them into his mouth one by one.

"Your Majesty, what is Pingyang Prefecture like? Are there any mountains? Are there any wild fruits?"

"There is a flat mountain, about a hundred feet high. My mother said that the Ninth Buddha built a temple for the Ming King. We will live there too."

"Ah, a hundred feet, wouldn't it be like falling off the mountain if you just roll over?"

"The top of the mountain is very wide, and there used to be a big temple there."

"Oh~ I am so tall and mighty, will the Ninth Buddha let me pull a cart?" The wild boar worried.

"There is Chishan for pulling carts."

Voice interruption.

Several animals hurriedly got up from the ground.

When the little star ape saw Long Eying, his eyes lit up. He picked several wild fruits and ran over to offer them happily.

Long Eying touched the monkey's head, took the fruit, and fed it to the little mirage dragon on her shoulder.

The little star ape lowered its tail.

"The Ninth Buddha." The Golden-Haired Tiger stood up and said in a muffled voice, "My mother said that from now on the Ninth Buddha will be me, the Great King!"

"Great King, Great King!" the bat shouted, then realized something was wrong, "Great King? Little King? Old King? The Ninth Buddha was originally the head of the Old King! The stepfather of the Little King!"

!

The water column rises.

The golden tiger punched the bat and sent it into the water.

"Ninth Buddha, how can I go to Pingyang Prefecture? I don't think your treasure ship has room for me."

Liang Qu looked him up and down: "White Tiger King said you can change back."

Bones crackled.

The anthropomorphic golden tiger changed back to its four-legged form in the blink of an eye, turning into a three-meter-long tiger, looking majestic and awe-inspiring.

"Take a shower and squeeze in on the deck."

"?"

Treasure ship deck.

The golden tiger lay down and it didn't seem crowded. Then the wild boar squeezed in and the deck began to be blocked, but fortunately it was still big enough. The hedgehog ran into the bottom of the cabin and the bat hung upside down under the gardenia pole.

The little river otters entered the treasure ship and each performed his duties.

Taotaokai did not sit in the viewing platform, but looked into the distance with deep eyes.

"What is it doing?" Huaikong asked curiously.

"It's waiting."

"wait?"

Yang Dongxiong and the old monk walked out of the temple together, accompanied by followers in yellow robes.

Crash.

The iron ring vibrates.

"Little King, there is murderous intent!" the bat shouted.