Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

The minions stared at the hunter blankly, unmoved.

The second god, Xiao Cui, beat the King Wen drum, sang the tune of inviting the gods, and danced quickly and vigorously.

The great god shook his whip and his body trembled. The god came and she jumped high, her whole body shaking as if she had been electrocuted.

The two gods were overjoyed: "It's the Gray Immortal! It's the Gray Immortal."

The great goddess trembled even more violently. When she trembled, the tiger also trembled, and the ghosts trembled even more. They were also afraid of the gray fairy.

The hunters howled and shouted, shooting arrows at the tiger. The tiger roared, pounced on the big pillar, bit off the pillar's head in one bite, turned around and stared at the hunters, the human head in its huge mouth dripping with blood, it was extremely terrifying.

The hunters were all terrified. The tiger had five or six arrows stuck in its body. It shook its head wildly, threw the human head far away, and pounced on the hunters again.

The tiger's ferocity was unleashed, and it was no longer afraid of anything. It tore and bit people.

Huang Yueming had also summoned the gods. With a shout, she emitted a murderous aura. She leaped forward, swung her knife, and shouted, "Stop being so presumptuous, you evil creature! I, Chang Mang, am here!"

The big knife chopped Huashan towards the tiger, but the tiger dodged and the knife hit the stone, sparks flew, and it broke into two pieces with a snap. Huang Yueming, who was often possessed by a python, stretched out his hand to grab the tiger's tail, and with a struggle of his arms, he swung the tiger up and slammed it to the ground. The tiger, which was more than four meters long and weighed more than a thousand pounds, was like a little chicken in Huang Yueming's hands, and he kept throwing it back and forth, with a continuous snapping sound.

The tiger finally stopped moving, and the hunters cheered. Huang Yueming shuddered all over. It turned out that Chang Mang had left. The hunters hurriedly went up to check on the tiger. They saw that the tiger was bleeding from its mouth and nose, and all its bones were broken. It was dead.

At this moment, the sound of ghosts screaming was heard, and Li Laoer turned into a puff of black smoke with a puff of air. Then the peddler, Da Niu, and Aunt Du also turned into black smoke. A gust of wind blew over, and the smoke disappeared, leaving no trace.

Only the female ghost was left by the river. She was slowly waving a round fan, with a half-smile on her translucent face. She looked at the tiger that was lying in the mud, but her body gradually disappeared.

Xiao Cui went to help the god, but Aunt Huang had already fainted.

The group of people beat drums and gongs and happily carried the tiger back to the village.

Huang Yueming was very proud at this moment. "Tong Wensheng said this tiger is hard to beat? Pah! I can kill it in a matter of minutes."

When the hunters returned to the village, they were extremely excited and knocked on every door to tell the villagers the news. Although it was already late at night, when the villagers heard that the harmful tiger had been killed, they were all excited. Men, women, young and old, all dressed up and came to the Tong family ancestral hall to watch the excitement.

Huang Yueming and the other two were surrounded by hunters and came to the ancestral hall like heroes. Master Tong and the elderly people in the village came up to welcome the victorious people.

But there were also cries. When Dazhuzi's parents heard that their son was killed by a tiger, they burst into tears and cried bitterly while holding their son's body.

The women in the village all went to comfort Dazhuzi's mother, and the men were discussing what to do with the dead tiger. Finally, they decided to skin the tiger and eat the meat. The whole village would eat tiger meat. Butcher Zhao Laoliu volunteered to skin the tiger. In no time, he had skinned it off and hung it on the flagpole.

The big pot was set up, and large pieces of cut tiger meat were thrown into the soup pot to cook. The elderly and famous people in the village sat at one table, and a group of old women who could drink accompanied Huang Yueming and the other two. They also set up a table. The wine was placed on the table, and the people at the table flattered them loudly, making Huang Yueming directly feel dizzy. She laughed and drank from a big bowl. She accepted every toast. It seemed that she could drink quite well.

The meat was ready, and a large pot of steaming hot tiger meat was served. Everyone ate it with their hands without using chopsticks, and didn't mind the heat. The square in front of the ancestral hall was very lively.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, and dust flew everywhere, making it impossible for people to open their eyes. After a while, the wind died down, and people opened their eyes, only to be stunned. They saw green ghost lights everywhere, running around, and countless ghost shadows, covering the people in the square.

A ghostly figure shrouded in black mist floated in the air, revealing a woman's face, waving a round fan. She laughed ghostly and pointed the fan at the tiger skin, and the tiger skin on the flagpole flew over.

The woman put away her round fan, reached out her hand from the black mist, grabbed the tiger skin, shook it, and then stretched out her hand like a chicken claw. She grabbed the butcher Zhao Laoliu, the tallest and strongest man in the crowd, and flew over. The female ghost laughed wildly, looked at Zhao Laoliu, and screamed, "You will be my tiger from now on!"

As he spoke, he shook the tiger skin and covered Zhao Laoliu with it. As soon as he let go, Zhao Laoliu, wrapped in the tiger skin, rolled on the ground and turned into a big tiger with black stripes. The big tiger let out a long roar, pounced on a woman, bit the woman in two with one bite, and began to eat her in big mouthfuls.

Everyone was stunned with fear, and Huang Yueming was also sobered up from the drunkenness. She rushed to the side, put on the bell in two or three seconds, picked up the knife and rushed to the tiger, and chopped it on the head. The knife was like chopping on a piece of cowhide, and the knife bounced back. The tiger ignored Huang Yueming and continued to eat people.

Huang Yueming was so anxious that tears came out. She regretted not listening to Tong Wensheng and being too complacent. But at this time, she had to quickly call on the gods to subdue the minions and tigers.

She shook her hand and foot bells and sang the tune to invite the gods loudly, but for some reason, no gods came to possess her, which made Huang Yueming so anxious that she jumped to her feet.

The ghost sneered at Huang Yueming and screamed, "You will be my substitute. Eat her!"

With a roar, the tiger pounced on Huang Yueming, its bloody mouth wide open to swallow her head. Huang Yueming swung her sword and chopped it off. The ghost stretched out its hand, grabbed Huang Yueming's neck, and sent her into the tiger's mouth. Seeing that Huang Yueming was about to die in the tiger's mouth, Huang Yueming could smell the extremely foul odor from the tiger's mouth.

Huang Yueming's neck was grabbed by the ghost and stuffed into the tiger's mouth. Huang Yueming closed his eyes and thought to himself, it's over. I didn't expect that I, Huang Yueming, would die in the tiger's mouth. The most terrifying thing is that after death I can't be reincarnated, but will become a ghost and become a slave of the evil tiger!

Huang Yueming couldn't stop her tears from flowing.

No matter how hard Huang Yueming tried, he couldn't break free from the claws of the evil spirit.

With a clang, the tiger was kicked five or six meters away by Tong Wensheng. The ghost was stunned and its wrist was caught. A whip was used to hit the ghost's forehead.

The whip used by the priest was extremely powerful. The ghost screamed and its head was whipped off. It turned into black mist and disappeared in a flash. It only showed its ghost figure when it was next to the tiger. This time it was different from before. The head turned from one into two halves, with an eye on each side, half nose and half face.

The tiger lay on the ground, stars in its eyes. The kick was so hard that all its internal organs were displaced.

The ghost leaned on the tiger and stared at Huang Yueming and Tong Wensheng.

Huang Yueming was just waiting to die when someone suddenly saved her. She burst into tears, "Wensheng, I was so scared! I thought I was going to die."

It was Tong Wensheng who saved Huang Yueming. As soon as Huang Yueming left, Tong Wensheng's heart was lifted up. He was irritable all night. He hurried back to the village.

When he arrived at Wangyetun, Tong Wensheng saw gusts of cold wind and many ghostly shadows. He also happened to see the minions and tigers about to eat Huang Yueming. Tong Wensheng used all his strength to kick the tiger, almost to death.

The ghost screamed like a ghost, turned over and sat on the tiger, slapped the tiger's head, and the tiger let out a roar and ran away...

Tong Wensheng stopped talking here. Dabao was very interested and asked him about it immediately.

"How's it going? Did you catch him later?"

Tong Wensheng smiled bitterly: "Comrade Xiao Qin, we shamans only communicate the relationship between gods and humans. All things have spirits. We ask the gods to possess us. Some can cure people's illnesses, some can resolve disasters, and some can tell fortunes. But there is no spirit that can destroy the other party.

We are just driving them away. We are different from others. Even Brother Zhuang has to find a temporary place for the ghosts to stay before sending them to where they should go..."