Chapter 245 Tiger

Because with a three-point dog and seven-point-like panda, he was entangled for a long time and finally gave him a three-like little thing named Baihu. It was basically impossible to stay in a hotel. Xia Yufeng did not choose to touch this chance than finding a daughter in a beauty salon. I found a hotel where I can check in with my ID card for a night.

Of course, naturally he sleeps**, and the white tiger sleeps under the bed. You can also doubt this.

At six o'clock, he sat cross-legged and sat **. Under the inexplicable gaze of Bai Hu, Xia Yufeng closed his eyes for half an hour and took a hot bath. At seven o'clock, he took Bai Hu on the street downstairs of the hotel and simply solved the breakfast.

This simply refers to Xia Yufeng, because he only drank a bowl of soy milk and two meat buns, and the white tiger swallowed twelve small steamed buns, six deep-fried dough sticks and eight big steamed buns in less than half a minute, and drank more than half a bucket of soy milk as tap water. Most of the bucket, Xia Yufeng now remembered the appearance of the boss's smiling cup counting the soy milk into the bucket, and couldn't wait to kill the beast.

A hasty breakfast, one person added a three-like beast, and ate more than 90 yuan. Brother, is this just breakfast on the street? If you change to lunch and dinner, how much money will it cost to eat and appetite? If you eat like this, how many golden mountains do you need at home to eat? Thinking of this, Xia Yufeng couldn't wait to take him back to Zeng Dongpo's house immediately.

Leaving the snack stand, Xia Yufeng looked sad and indignant. Reluctantly ran to the supermarket to buy two bags of bread, biscuits, mineral water and other things to prepare for food on the road. Then he used the rope temporarily bought by the farmer's market to pull the white tiger's neck and walked to Shennongjia like a tramp.

"White tiger, your sister, you have drunk nine bottles of water and stared at me. I don't need to drink it, right?"

Half a day into the mountain, Xia Yufeng sat on a bare stone with the white tiger and rested. After feeding the white tiger the eighth bottle of water, the white tiger shook its curved tail, stared at Xia Yufeng with two big eyes full of desire, and kept screaming in a crooked voice.

Along the way, he was almost driven crazy by the white tiger.

This beast is not a dog. It is more than a pig. Like nibbling bread, tut, one tiger's mouth, one bite at a time, and it will be gone after two. If you don't eat it, won't you give it? Well, it is forced by a lot of shameful tricks. What are you yelling about, jumping up and grabbing your bag, biting your trousers, and pretending to be pitiful. Anyway, this beast has never stopped, and his IQ is about to catch up with a five-year-old child. Xia Yufeng, who was soft-hearted and impatient, obediently obeyed it after a few times. This obedience didn't matter, and it directly made the beast ride on his head proudly. In half a day, there were only one half of two bags of food left. It doesn't matter if he has to eat so much bread and ham.

After a human-animal war, Xia Yufeng, without exception, raised the white flag, opened the last bottle of water and took a big sip of it, and fed it all. Damn, I shouldn't buy water. If only I had bought beer and Red Bull." Looking at the white tiger drinking the last bottle of water, Xia Yufeng said in her heart.

"Go, stupid dog" Xia Yufeng packed up the package and rolled his eyes at the white tiger.

"Roar, Roar." Bai Hu didn't know whether he understood the meaning of 'stupid dog' or the reason why Xia Yufeng's expression and tone were too fierce, and immediately protested loudly.

"Fure, you can't understand people's words, can you?" Xia Yufeng was shocked when she saw that the white tiger reacted so fiercely. You know, he has never called it like this before. Of course, it used to be called a white tiger, not a 'stupid dog'.

"Wow." Bai Hu rolled his eyes and nodded in a low voice.

Seeing Bai Hu's reaction, Xia Yufeng almost fell down.

Zeng Dongpo only told himself that the white tiger was very 'human', but he didn't expect that it was just 'human'. It was simply an 'orc' who couldn't speak.

There was nothing he could do, so Xia Yufeng had to raise the white flag against the white tiger again. Well, you won. Master Hu, can we go?"

"Roar" White Tiger raised his head and shouted loudly, then moved his limbs and walked forward.

Looking at the white buttocks of 'Master Hu', Xia Yufeng's head was full of black lines, and his heart was depressed.

At night, a bright moon hung in the sky, and Xia Yufeng, who shuttled through the dense woods of Shennong, could only rely on the poor almost negligible light left by the cracks of the branches and followed the green white tiger at this time, struggling to move forward. Fortunately, it is not far from the address of the martial arts conference held by the four ancient martial arts families, otherwise if he goes on like this, he will faint if he is not tired.

"Master Hu, slow down."

Out of the last awn grass barrier, walk into the empty and flat waterfalls, wooden houses, and fences where I once stayed for one night. The white tiger rushed to the waterfall. I think it was caused by Xia Yufeng, a stingy ghost who only bought ten bottles of water, to have no water to drink all afternoon.

The waterfall is behind the house, and Xia Yufeng no longer cares about the stupid dog. He looked around with the moonlight of the empty and thick branches.

When March came, it seems that it hasn't changed much from now, except that the weeds seem to be higher and greener.

Push open the door of the room where you once lived, and there is no old uninhabited spider web like the TV show, which shows the feeling of desolation of going to the building. He stretched out his hand and wiped it on the wooden table and found that it was not much different from when he left. There was little dust and light. There are lush trees around here, and even the roots are covered with thorns and weeds. It's not so easy to find dust.

"Roar"

Xia Yufeng, who was opening his luggage and placing things, suddenly heard the scream of a white tiger outside the window.

"bang"

Then, as soon as he stepped out to see what was going on, the doorpost, which was only three or two meters away from him, was suddenly illuminated by a dazzling white knife under the moonlight.

The shape of the knife handle is strange, red and purple, but compared with it, Xia Yufeng obviously pays more attention to the hard breeze paper under the blade.

"Master Hu, don't be nervous." The fast-running white tiger stared at the knife on the doorpost. Xia Yufeng was quite gratified by its performance of being so nervous to protect the owner just now.

"Xia Xiaoyou, you arrived several hours late, and the tea is ready. If you are not sleepy, how about having a drink together?"

Xia Yufeng turned the note into ashes in the palm of his hand, smiled faintly, folded back to the room, took out a package, and closed the door. Pick up the white tiger, take three steps and two steps, and fly on the turf. Walking to the cliff, his inner strength was released in an instant. He jumped and always held the white tiger in his hands. With his feet stepping on the stone wall, he quickly flew up to the top of the cliff more than ten meters high.

With the experience of his last visit, this time he did not go wrong. Within a few minutes, he appeared outside the fence of the old house.

"For a few months, the medicine will be all good." Xia Yufeng put down the white tiger, pushed open the empty courtyard door, and said to Yao Lao, who was sitting leisurely in a gray hemp robe in front of the stone table in the small yard under the empty moonlight above his head.

"Thank you, Xia Xiaoyou, for remembering me. If I don't have an accident, I should have a few more years to live." Yao Lao gently waved to Xia Yufeng and said in a peaceful tone.

Xia Yufeng summoned the white tiger with a smile and walked straight to the old man.

"Yan Lao, I'll give you this tea. I don't know if it's good or not. You can make do with it." Xia Yufeng took out the best Xinyang Maojian he bought at Wuhan Tea Store and gently put it in front of the medicine man. Although he likes to drink pure yellow, fragrant and mellow Tieguanyin, he almost did not hesitate to choose Xinyang towel when choosing tea for Yao Lao.

"Ha ha, Xia Xiaoyou has a heart." The pharmacist laughed.

As for what kind of tea Xia Yufeng bought, he didn't take it apart and didn't ask. He knew very well that this tea was definitely not low, but he really didn't mind this. Even if he gave himself a few catties of inferior tea picked by old farmers in Meitan, he was happy. Etiquette is light and affectionate. Although it is regarded as a ridiculous fallacy by most snobbish people, it is true that people who use their hearts to deepen their feelings.

"Oh, is this a dog or a panda?" The old man inadvertently glanced at the listless white tiger squatting beside Xia Yufeng's feet and seemed to be tired of walking, and asked doubtfully.

"Well, Yao Lao's problem puzzled me. This was given to me by my friend. I named him White Tiger." Xia Yufeng looked down at the white tiger and replied.

"Good name, this little thing does have a little tiger momentum, worthy of this name." The old man nod his head.

Xia Yufeng didn't want to continue the discussion with Yao Lao on the issue of the white tiger that made him have a headache when he remembered it. He paused and said, "Mr. Yao, I don't know what's the emergency you called me here to see you?"

On the day of the decisive battle, Tan Tianqi and Langya met the monk Huairen. The letter he handed to Xia Yufeng was written by Yao Lao. As for the relationship between Huairen and Yao Lao, he doesn't know and doesn't want to know. It must be an extremely complicated and troublesome relationship. In addition, I got entangled with these outsiders who are used to maintaining a sense of mystery. In the end, I can only make it difficult for myself. Why?

"Do you remember what the old man said to you here?" The old man restrained his indifferent smile and said with a serious look.

"The boy didn't dare to forget." Xia Yufeng nodded and said.

Naturally, he knew that Yao Lao meant something to help him. However, on that day, he also said that he was not able to help him in the early stage of the virtual world. Even if he took a step further and was promoted to the middle stage of the virtual world, it seemed to be no different. You should know that Yao Lao's own strength is at least at the peak of the later period of the virtual world, and it is likely to enter the virtual world.

"You're curious about my cultivation, right?" The old man stared at Xia Yufeng for a few times and suddenly said something that made Xia Yufeng completely unexpected.

Xia Yufeng nodded in expressing her intrangement.

"In your opinion, what is the strength of the old man?" The old man asked first and then.

Xia Yufeng hesitated for a moment and said, "The cave virtual world."

Yao Lao shook his head and said, "No, I'm not really in a good mood."

"Ah." Xia Yufeng blurted out in shock.

How is this possible? If he really doesn't even reach the true atmosphere, and he is not a practicer, what's wrong with these two flying knife invitations?

Is there always a master beside him who is much stronger than himself, so he can't feel it?

If there is such a person, his strength will definitely reach a cave, otherwise he can't feel it at all.

Xia Yufeng stopped his unprovoked speculation and looked at Yao Lao with anticipation in his eyes.