Chapter 40 Blood

"Zifeng, it's windy outside. Your body is just right. You'd better go back and have a good rest." Uncle Mu is drying his nets, and the 100-meter area by the lake has been covered with various fishing tools, which are the basis for the villagers to survive.

"Uncle, have you been living here? I saw it in the village yesterday. There is a Mu family ancestral hall with a lot of cards in it. What's going on?

"Oh, you've been there. In fact, we also moved here more than 30 years ago. Nine floors in Mujia Village are all ancestors. 200 years ago, we settled in Nanjiang and made a living by fishing. After 200 years of rest and recuperation, the bloodline of the Mu family has also developed to more than 400 people. However, more than 30 years ago, a huge catastrophe came, and the power of the flood tide was unprecedented. It broke out in the middle of the night, and the whole Mujiazhai was swallowed up in an instant. Tragic, a hundred and dozens of people died that night.

Uncle Mu's eyes turned red when he said this.

"I'm sorry, second uncle, I asked so presumptuously that I made you think about the past."

"It doesn't matter. I was only ten years old, and I didn't remember much. Many things were told by the elders. After Mujiazhai disappeared, the patriarch made up his mind to move all of them, and later found this place to settle down again. The plaques in the ancestral hall are the ancestors of the Mu family and the descendants of the Mu family who died in vain in the flood.

Mu Zifeng nodded and asked, "Since the population of Mujiazhai is prosperous, why don't you go out and make a breakthrough? Maybe you can create a new world and live a life of only food and clothing here?"

Uncle Mu shook the network and said with a wry smile, "Every generation has tried, but unfortunately it has not succeeded. Those of us who live at the bottom are still slaves even if we go out. If we are lucky enough, we can be appreciated by our master. If we are unlucky, we don't even have a place to die. It's better to nest in a remote place and live a free life.

"What the second uncle said is reasonable, and people are satisfied and happy. By the way, why didn't you see Uncle Mu?

"Brother?" Second Uncle Mu was slightly stunned, and then his face turned pale. "In my generation, a total of three people have come out to break through. Your Uncle Mu is one of them. He was only 14 years old when he left. On the fifth day after he left, the catastrophe came. I haven't heard from you, Uncle Mu, for so many years.

Seeing Mu Zifeng frown slightly, Uncle Mu quickly smiled, "Let's talk about something happy. Your little girl is the golden phoenix flying out of our Mujia village. She worshipped under the main door of Liuguan and practiced good martial arts."

Speaking of excitement, Uncle Mu took off his clothes and made a few strokes in the open space, but it looked decent.

"How's it going, second uncle, my martial arts are still in place, right?"

Mu Zifeng did not care at all about his tripod cat kung fu. His eyes fell on Uncle Mu's chest, where there was a tiger head tattooed, lifelike. Seeing the tiger head, Mu Zifeng was stunned. He was very familiar with the tiger head tattoo, because there was the same one on Mr. Mu's chest.

An incredible idea suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Uncle, did you tattoo the tiger's head on your chest?"

"This is a clan pattern. Our Mu family's ancestors used to be very good hunters, specializing in killing the king of beasts. Later, he turned to be a fisherman in his later years. Every man of the Mu family will tattoo this tiger head after the age of ten.

"No way, is..." Mu Zifeng's voice has changed a little. He asked carefully, "What's Uncle Mu's name?" I'll help you find out when I get back.

Second Uncle Mu looked at Mu Zifeng, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, there is no news at all in the vast sea of people for decades. How can it be so easy to find? But if there is a chance, just help the second uncle pay attention to it. The second uncle's name is Mu Changzhi, and your uncle Mu's name is Mu Changkun, but maybe he has changed his name.

"Dad, Grandpa asked you to go back." Xiaoya ran over and shouted, and then waved to Mu Zifeng, "Brother Zifeng, let's go and have a look together. My grandfather and others caught two tigers, which were so big that people's hearts pounded at a glance, but they were about to die.

"Okay, you go first, and I'll be there later."

Seeing the father and daughter leave in a hurry, Mu Zi's heart was surging. No wonder the old man in the family doesn't talk about the past, but only hires someone to do seven-day legal affairs once a year. Moreover, the ancestral hall in the Mu family has only one plaque, which says 'Mu clan'.

Now think about it, it must be that the old man wanted to return to his hometown after breaking into a famous house, but it was a catastrophe when he returned to the place where his ancestors lived. He thought that the people in Mujiazhai had suffered something wrong. After all, too many people died that year.

"I didn't expect that I accidentally met my second uncle and the old and strong grandfather. The people in this Mu family village are all blood relatives." Mu Zifeng took a few deep breaths to calm down. It's not the right time to recognize the Lord. Let's wait until you have enough power.

made up his mind that he followed the flow of people into the east end of Mujia Village, where there was a large empty place, drying a lot of dried fish, bacon, fur and so on. Hundreds of old people and children have gathered, which is extremely lively.

Because he knew that they were all blood relatives, Mu Zifeng saw a warm current in his heart when he saw this scene. The Mu family here was indisputable and pure-hearted.

"Everyone step back, beware of this beast's anger? Let's step back and take care of our children.

"The patriarch speaks, you all step back. These two animals haven't completely died. Be careful."

The encirclement expanded, and Mu Zifeng squeezed to the front quietly. I saw two spotted tigers lying on the ground, wrapped in thick and tough vines. Their bodies are full of scars and blood. Those scars are all scratches, bites and bumps. It seems to be the civil strife of the king of beasts.

However, they are huge, which is bigger than the mutant tiger that Mu Zifeng has seen. Judging from the wound, the giant tiger's muscles are thick and tough. Although it is dying because of excessive blood loss, the tiger's power on its body is still strong.

With the improvement of the realm of power, Mu Zifeng can also judge the strength of the other party by the strength and blood of the other party. Although the strength of these two tiger kings is not as good as the last mutant giant tiger, it is also a creation of heaven and earth to be able to evolve autonomously to this extent.

Standing around the giant tiger are more than a dozen strong young men. Everyone wears animal skin and holds a three-toothed fork. As long as the giant tiger moves, it will be ruthless immediately.

There is also an old man in his sixties with gray hair holding a machete. Although he is old, he is still majestic.

"My ancestors used to be a tiger hunter. Unexpectedly, after more than 200 years, I also had the opportunity to cut off the head of the king of beasts with my own hands. Second, come here."

"Dad." Uncle Mu walked out of the crowd and bowed respectfully.

"You will be the patriarch in the future, leaving you a tiger king today."

"Yes, Dad."

The old patriarch raised his hand as a sign, and the hunters around him slowly retreated. He raised his machete and was about to fall. Unexpectedly, the two giant tigers lying there suddenly roared and were about to struggle to stand up. They are all kings in the forest and are very sensitive to murder.

As soon as the Tiger King moved, the people around him suddenly retreated, and even the old patriarch couldn't help changing his color and retreating five steps.

Mu Zifeng's expression moved, and he flashed to the tiger king, pressed his palms and pressed the tiger's head. Dantian's qi and blood rushed up, and his mouth was full of a long roar.

This is the roar of the king and the roar of the tiger king. The roar is full of the momentum of prestige in the world, full of domineering and invincible power.

Hearing the tiger's roar, the two struggling giant tigers actually trembled and lay there obediently, but made a whining sound in its mouth.

"These two giant tigers have not been raised in captivity. They are the real tiger king born of heaven and earth. They are naturally eliminated and survived. They have high plasticity. If they can be carefully **, maybe a guardian beast will really appear." Mu Zifeng gently stroked the tiger's head, and the palm of his hand vibrated gently, driving the flow of blood in their bodies.

The villagers around were dumbfounded. The tiger roar just now came from the young man's mouth, and looking at the appearance of the two giant tigers, they seemed to be afraid of the human-shaped tiger king.

Mu Zifeng stood up and turned his head to look at his grandfather. He was energetic, solid and a very healthy old man.

"Pear, why don't you transfer these two tiger kings to me?"

The old patriarch looked up and down and said, "Are you a foreign guest?" Second, where did this distinguished guest come from?

"Dad, he was rescued from the water when we were fishing. His name is Zifeng."

"Yes, Grandpa, Brother Zifeng is a rich man. Anyway, these two giant tigers can't be sold at a price. Why don't you give it to Brother Zifeng?" Xiaoya jumped out and smiled and said that if she had money, she could buy better medicinal herbs to make soup, which would have a better effect.

"Pearer, Xiaoya is right. Moreover, since she practices martial arts under the main gate of Liuguan, she also needs a lot of money. That golden ticket is enough for her to practice for two or three years.

The old patriarch obviously hesitated and looked at the two tiger kings. "They won't live long. If you want, I will give them to you, but the reward is a little too much."

"The old patriarch may not know the value of these two tiger kings. If they don't kill each other, I guess even Xiaoya's master may not be able to take them down. Therefore, this time, the patriarchs and fellow villagers can catch them alive, which is more lucky. In your eyes, it is a tiger, tiger skin, tiger meat, tiger bone are all money, but in my eyes, it is equivalent to a master of external power, which is not worth killing.

Mu Zifeng squatted down and broke all the vines on their bodies. I saw two tiger kings staggering to stand up, with a fierce light in his eyes. Mu Zifeng showed a smile at the corners of his mouth, his eyes stared sharply, and two sharp lights flashed. He saw them retreating and collapsed on the ground with a plop. He didn't even dare to raise the tiger's head and whimper.

"Okay, heal your wounds, or don't blame me for peeling your tiger skin." Mu Zifeng stepped forward and copied with both hands. Unexpectedly, he raised the two tiger kings weighing thousands of catties and left lightly.

This force made the villagers around express their admiration.

Xiaoya rubbed her eyes and seemed to be a little disbelieving, but seeing is believing. Her throat moved, came to Uncle Mu, and whispered, "Dad, we've all gone ast. Brother Zifeng is very powerful, and his hand is so light that even my master can't do it."

"Well, you mean that your brother Zifeng is more powerful than your master, and he is a few years older than you."

"Dad, the outside world is very big, and there are endless strange masters. Just now, he only roared and stared, and the two tiger kings turned into meek cats like frosted eggplants. Didn't you see it with your own eyes just now? This can't be fake."

"Second, Xiaoya is right. This young man is very powerful." After saying that, the old patriarch seemed to think of something, and a smile appeared on his face, "Xiaoya, how much money did that guy give you?"

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