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As soon as Shu Changyu finished speaking, everyone turned to look at Song Yan.

Song Yan's eyes widened, and she pointed at herself and asked in disbelief, "You said, it was me?"

No, it was Shu Changyu who clearly killed the tiger, so why is he being blamed?

Shu Changyu glanced at him and said slowly, "Who else could it be except you?"

He glanced at her calmly, and Song Yan immediately understood the deep meaning in his eyes.

With tears in his eyes, he nodded heavily: "Yes, I killed the tiger."

Everyone looked at Song Yan's thin body with suspicion in their eyes.

Uncle Li San stepped forward and asked, "Young man, since you killed the big insect, where is the body?"

Song Yan said calmly: "The big tiger is still inside. Look, my feet are injured and I almost climbed down the mountain."

"That tiger looked like it weighed more than 200 kilograms. How could I, a wounded man and a little girl, possibly move it?"

Song Yan didn't notice that when he said the word "little girl", Shu Changyu gave him a cold look.

He continued, "But if you go there now, you may still be able to find the big bug."

The latter sentence was just said casually. He was secretly worried that there was a tigress here. If so many people rashly went into the mountain, they didn't know if it would be alarmed.

At this time, Shu Changyu pointed at a few strong young men and ordered: "You guys carry them down the mountain."

The young men who were called out blushed shyly and promised in unison: "We will definitely bring him down the mountain safely."

Song Yan blurted out: "What about you?"

Shu Changyu said, "I'll take them in to carry the big insect. Didn't you say you wanted it?"

Unexpectedly, he would actually remember what he said. Song Yan was somewhat touched, but also a little conflicted. Although he wanted it, the deep mountains were dangerous, and he was always a little worried.

Shu Changyu saw that he seemed to be hesitant, and then looked at Li Ping: "Send them out first, and then take you into the mountains."

Song Yan had no choice but to whisper, "If you find the situation is dangerous, come back immediately."

Shu Changyu glanced at his face vaguely and said "hmm" as a response.

Song Yan greeted the people that Shu Changyu had chosen, "I'm sorry to bother you."

Dongsheng has been carried on Liping's back.

The young man squatted down and said in a gentle voice: "Come, I will carry you down the mountain."

Song Yan obediently lay on his back and was carried slowly down the mountain.

The other picked up his pannier and followed them.

After sending them out of the forest, Shu Changyu stopped and said calmly, "Follow me."

A few people hesitated, but followed.

Uncle Li also wanted to see if the tiger was really dead, so he followed along.

Shu Changyu walked briskly, and a group of young men in their twenties and thirties were chasing him closely, panting from exhaustion.

Perhaps they felt it was embarrassing that they couldn't even keep up with a little girl, so they held their breath and quickened their pace to catch up.

The journey that originally took half an hour was shortened to quarter of an hour thanks to their efforts.

When Shu Changyu stopped, they stretched their necks to look and found a dead giant insect on the ground.

Looking at the wound again, it turned out that he was killed by a single blow.

At this point, they had to believe that it was the thin young man who killed the big tiger.

Uncle Li squatted down and examined the beast, and concluded, "This is a male tiger."

One of them showed a bit of greed in his eyes: "Let's carry it back quickly, the tiger skin and bones are worth a lot of money."

Shu Changyu suddenly smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes: "I may have forgotten to mention that there is a tigress in the mountain."

His words were like a gust of cold wind, making everyone present feel nervous and fear spread instantly.

"Didn't you tell us that the tiger was dead?" The man's voice trembled with a hint of fear.

Shu Changyu nodded slightly, seeming to be in a very happy mood: "Indeed, I said that the tiger was dead. But it was the male tiger that died, and the female tiger is still alive."

He paused and said viciously, "Maybe it is watching us quietly right now."

These words made several people's faces pale instantly and they almost lost their composure.

Seeing the few people talking like quails in fear, he said with a slightly chilly voice: "Are you scared now?"

"Tiger skin and tiger bones, you guys don't really like them? Don't you want them anymore?"

The man shook his head quickly: "No, no, no."

Uncle Li sighed. The tiger was killed by someone else, so how could they have the nerve to claim it as their own? No wonder Mrs. Shu was angry.

He said, "Come and help carry it down the mountain. If we delay any longer, it will be dark soon."

At the same time, Song Yan and Dong Sheng were carried down the mountain by the three people in turn.

On the way down the mountain, he began to try to ask questions and learned that the older one was called Liping, the younger one was called Lichuan, and the other one was called Maogua.

"When did you enter the mountain this morning?"

Li Ping replied: "We entered the mountain at about 7:00 p.m."

They climbed up the mountain during the Chenshi period, which is between seven and nine in the morning, and it was almost noon when they entered the mountain.

Song Yan asked curiously, "Aren't you here to hunt wild boars? Why did you go so deep?"

"We were originally looking for wild boars outside the forest," he said halfway, and seeing that Song Yan was unfamiliar, he suddenly asked, "I haven't seen you before, you are not from our village, right?"

Song Yan's eyes flickered, and she said evasively, "I'm from a nearby village."

Since their last name wasn’t Zhang, they didn’t think of going to Zhangjia Village.

"No wonder." Li Chuan continued, "Uncle Li is a hunter in our village, so the village chief asked him to lead us to hunt wild boars."

"It's all our fault for not listening to Uncle San's instructions and chasing the wild boar into the mountains."

"Alas, I haven't seen meat for a long time. I'm craving for it."

Then Li Ping asked him, "Xiao Song, tell me the truth, did you really kill the tiger?"

Including the injured Dongsheng, everyone pricked up their ears curiously.

What else could Song Yan say? Of course he took the credit for Shu Changyu, and he lied with his eyes open.

"I was walking back with the wild boar on my back when I heard the tiger roar. I immediately put down the backpack, grabbed the knife and hid behind a tree..."

Song Yan told the story as if he was making up a story, with many twists and turns, ups and downs, and bizarre twists and turns, which fooled several people.

He listened intently and kept saying, "And then, and then."

"Then it scratched my calf. I endured the pain, grabbed the dagger, and stabbed it into its heart. It died immediately."

While listening to Song Yan's nonsense, they arrived at the foot of the mountain unknowingly, and they were still not satisfied.

Li Chuan said, "We're here. The Shu family is in front. Brother Song, let me take you there."

"Hey, hey, don't..." Song Yan was too late to stop her.

Li Chuan carried him directly to the door of the Shu family, put him down, and knocked on the door: "Sister-in-law of the Shu family! Sister-in-law of the Shu family!"

"Coming!" Mrs. Wu responded from inside the house.

Then there was a sound of hurried footsteps and the door opened from the inside.

"What's wrong?" Before she could finish her words, she saw Song Yan.

"Xiao Song?!"

Then she found that Song Yan's calf was injured, and she asked in astonishment: "Didn't you go up the mountain?"

Song Yan didn't dare to tell the truth, fearing that it would scare Mrs. Wu. Unexpectedly, Li Chuan spoke quickly and said directly: "Sister-in-law Wu, we encountered a tiger in the mountains."