【YeQing】Qinglongma and King-cloaked Monster

The sun is not visible at the bottom of the cliff, and almost no grass grows, and there is nothing but desolation and silence on the left and right.

The icy water in Yingchoujian gradually melted, and Zhuge Qing slept through the winter intermittently. At this time, he finally opened his eyes, got up from the white tiger mat, and gradually regained his energy. It seemed as if he had been in a daze for a long time.

Baihu couldn't hibernate like him, and was a little thinner from exhaustion. His belly, which was so fat and tight, could now pick up a layer of fur.

Zhuge Qing touched its head with a bit of distress, and touched the thin frost on the tip of the tiger's fur with his hand.

The white tiger stood up nonchalantly, shook from head to tail, snorted from the shaking of the small ice flakes, and then ran out to hunt.

It has been a cat for a whole winter, its limbs are a little dull, and it needs to be rehabilitated, so it took a whole day to go there, and it didn't come back with a dead gazelle until the sunset of the next day—you just got love, it What is lost is life.

At that time, Zhuge Qing was sitting on the edge of the pool looking at the sky.Changes in summer and cold, time flies, the astrolabe has turned again, and the nine-point star with a twist like a scorpion tail can be seen vividly.

The time at the bottom of the cliff passed silently, and Zhuge Qing's originally depressed and unwilling mood gradually faded away.

He wanted to live so much before, in the final analysis, he also hoped that one day he would be free again, but now that he has really come alive, time has passed, but he has gradually accepted that he may really be trapped here forever An inch of land is a waste of a lifetime.

So... If you live like this every day, what is the difference between living for one day and living for ten or hundred years?

The white tiger was full of mutton, exuding the heat of fat in his body, and leaned over to his side, licking his bloody paws.

If this almost coquettish action is done by a cat or dog, it must be very cute and cute.But its stature is more powerful and stronger than ordinary tigers. Lying beside the young man, it looks like a warm and furry hill.

Zhuge Qing stopped being dazed, and stuck his fingers into the layered fur on its neck, tickling it wholeheartedly. Seeing it closed its tiger eyes in enjoyment, he said to himself: "You went this time!" For so long, I thought you wouldn't come back..."

In fact, why is it coming back, there is nothing here... If Zhuge Qing wants to go out, as long as he has a little hope, he will go even if he dies. He would rather die a stone's throw away than look back.

The white tiger was made very comfortable by his service, and he closed his eyes and snored calmly.

He thought, if only he could be a white tiger, a mortal beast without much consciousness would not have these unreasonable melancholy.It goes out energetically every day, and comes back with a full load on catwalks. Day after day, it doesn’t seem to be bored at all. Even when watching itself eat, its tiger eyes are full of interest.

Zhuge Qing didn't name the white tiger, because he never thought it was his tiger.He also just called it "you," and it was just the two of them anyway, either me or you.

But he couldn't fathom the white tiger's mind.In fact, the white tiger thinks that Zhuge Qing is its dragon, but how many tigers in this world can raise a dragon?Still a tickling dragon.

Zhuge Qing turned into a dragon claw, helped it brush off the tiger hair it replaced during the spring break, and then rubbed it into a big black and white hair ball.If I were still the third prince of Xihai, and I raised such a big tiger in my Dragon Palace, I am afraid that I would never get tired of hugging and sucking it when I go home every day.

However, growth, hunting, fighting, reproduction... are all the nature of these beasts.

Zhuge Qing thought that this tiger was young when he first came here, and had such an adventure, so he deviated from the right track, but sooner or later he still had to pursue his true nature.

Maybe one day when I go out, I will meet a beautiful tigress, and I will be hooked away with affection.However, he stroked the tiger's head and murmured, "Actually, I've always wondered why you haven't left for so long."

Baihu was already half asleep and half awake. Hearing his voice, Shen Shen rested his paw on his shoulder, patted him down, and dozed off while hugging him.

"It's fine if you leave, just take a look for me. Outside... I don't know what day or night it is..."

Although Zhuge Qing was pressed down by him, he didn't fall asleep. He had slept too much, and just stared at the infinitely high and far place in front of him. , A shooting star flashed across the dark night, and I don't know where it will fall.

And this place...is nothing but a prison.

At dawn the next day, the white tiger ran out as usual, Zhuge Qing didn't care at all, but it didn't take long before it spread its four claws and rushed back anxiously, without any prey.

When the white tiger came out of the mountain, it never hunted the sky. Zhuge Qing was startled when he saw its figure running back, and quickly looked in that direction vigilantly.What danger did it encounter when going out?Are you being chased by something?

From the first time they met, they knew that this tiger was actually very cowardly, and only dared to bully small animals that ate grass. If they really encountered any beasts, they would definitely run away.

Baihu ran all the way to him, stopped abruptly, sank his buttocks, and sat down upright.

There was nothing chasing after it, Zhuge Qing looked at the tiger sitting in front of him inexplicably.This tiger not only has a special coat color, but also has a handsome face. But if a tiger has an expression, its current expression is quite strange, with bulging nose wings, as if muttering something angry.

The white tiger opened its mouth wide open with a groan, its four sharp white teeth, its tongue covered with spikes, and its corrugated palate could all be seen clearly.As a result, its expression became even more strange, like a tiger with a tiger's head and a tiger's brain, laughing and going out!

Zhuge Qing wondered if it had a bone spur stuck in its mouth, so he came to beg him to see it, or, at worst, it was trying to trick him into sticking his head to his mouth and then biting it off.

But he still leaned over to help it watch, but at this moment, suddenly a pink-white butterfly flew out of its big mouth, and its scaled wings spread almost touched the tip of Zhuge Qing's nose.

"Ah..." he exclaimed in surprise.

The white tiger caught a butterfly, held it in its big mouth, and ran all the way back to show Zhuge Qing.Zhuge Qing was really unexpected. Seeing the butterfly fluttering around, he burst out laughing suddenly.

When the white tiger saw the butterfly flying out, he didn't want it to run away so quickly, so he caught up with it and raised his tiger paw, trying to pounce on it.If its claws are solid, even the sturdy butterflies will become specimens.Fortunately, the butterfly was as light as a flying catkin. It was pushed away by the wind of its palm, turned around a few times, and struggled to escape again.

At this moment, Zhuge Qing moved, leaped into the air more nimbly than the butterfly, folded his hands together like a small distant cage, covered it in the middle, and fell to the ground.

Zhuge Qing looked at it in front of his eyes for a while, the butterfly fluttered its wings in his palm, and the scales of his hands were stained.

The white tiger also sat upright and grinned loudly, watching him play with butterflies, flicking his tail back and forth, but he caught a small insect that was not enough to fit between his teeth, but he didn't know what he was proud of.

Zhuge Qing played with it for a while, but didn't want to hurt its life, so he let go of his hands.

The butterfly opened the shackles and flew leisurely upwards.The white tiger was about to pounce on it again, and Zhuge Qing followed suit for a few steps, but he didn't use his body skills to fly into the air.He watched as the little white dot fluttered up the cliff, flew into the sky, and disappeared after crossing the mountain wall.

"It's a butterfly..." Zhuge Qing was still looking at the place where it disappeared.

Standing on the mountain wall with two front paws, Baihu turned his head to look at him, only to see Zhuge Qing looked up to the sky and said with a smile, "That's spring. "

The white tiger didn't pounce on the butterfly, but kept its sharp claws in its thick fleshy pads. Suddenly it laughed and jumped back, and with a cry, it gently threw the culprit who let the butterfly away on the ground, as if to bite. .

A tiger and a dragon rolled over, pressing out a series of laughs...

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During that time, Zhuge Qing told Wang Ye, but it was very simple.

"I don't know where... a white tiger came. It catches food for me every day, and keeps me warm when it's cold. Maybe because it licked one of my scales, its lifespan is longer than that of ordinary tigers, a hundred years. It's all about it, it's always been with me..."

However, when it came to this point, the gentleness in Zhuge Qing's expression gradually faded away.

Wang also asked him cautiously, "What happened next?"

Zhuge Qing shook his head as if waking up from a dream, and said: "Later, the white horse given by Tang Monk strayed into Yingshoujian by mistake. I didn't know it, but I was really hungry, so I swallowed it in one gulp. Monkey King found it and almost It didn't kill me. Later, Master Guanyin said that everything is due to established causes and effects, and the person who asked me to wait in Yingshoujian was the person who learned the scriptures. Let me turn into a dragon and horse, and go to the west to cultivate my true fruit."

"You just...don't tell that tiger of yours?"

Zhuge Qing frowned and said, "At that time, I had already chased it away."

Wang also said: "Then you think about it now, that tiger, do you like it more, or hate it more?"

Zhuge Qing said coldly: "Why does Xing Jun care about this matter?"

"Oh, I just asked this casually, so what, how can I say it, I can be regarded as a tiger... Okay, let's not talk about this, the food is cold."

Wang also fished out a piece of hairy belly from the pot, put it in his mouth and took a bite. If it was cold, it was old.

When he is old, he can eat as he pleases, but Zhuge Qing suddenly leaned over and grabbed the piece of hairy belly from his chopsticks like a snake, snatching the food.

"Are you a monk who is determined to return to vulgarity?" Wang also looked at him in surprise. Although he had been using meat oil all the time, he did not eat it directly after all, and his fasting was not irreparable.

"Anyway, you still want to invite me to eat donkey meat fire tomorrow." Zhuge Qing chewed the hairy belly, feeling that it was not easy to bite, "Sooner or later, it's not too late."

Wang Ye quickly looked at the quality of other meat in the pot, and there was a piece of pork belly that was scalded just right, so he quickly picked it up, "Then do you want to eat it?"

"I eat."

Wang Ye heard that he was about to put the meat on his plate, but Zhuge Qing once again ate the meat directly into his mouth with his hand, as if he didn't pay attention to the taste, but stuck out the tip of his tongue and sucked the tip of his chopsticks .

Wang Ye's gaze couldn't help but stick there, the chopsticks were a little burnt on the iron plate, does it taste good?

Zhuge Qing leaned closer and leaned into his ear and said, "I have broken this precept, can you break it, Lord Xing?"

(A lot of words are omitted below, you will understand anyway)