Yan Yunting is the best at catching pheasants. He first dug some earthworms in the sand, then skewed the earthworms on the weeds, picked up two stones, crouched ten feet away, and silently waited for the prey to take the bait.

Sure enough, within a while, a few pheasants smelled the scent of food. They entered Yan Yunting's ambush circle without any warning, pecking at the earthworms hanging on the weeds.

"Swish!"

Yan Yunting saw the opportunity and started working with his left and right hands at the same time. He threw two stones and hit the two pheasants accurately.

The pheasant thrust hard in the grass, but it was already at the end of his strength. Yan Yunting rushed up and grabbed the two pheasants in his hands, one for braised and the other for stewing soup!

"Old man, you will be lucky if you meet me today!"

And just as he was proud, suddenly a hurricane blew in the mountains - "Huh Huh..." The strong wind whistled, like a monster roaring, Yan Yunting staggered repeatedly, and finally stepped on the air under his feet, his body suddenly lost its center of gravity and rolled down the hillside!

The hillside was very steep. Yan Yunting tried every means to stabilize his body, but could not. He could only roll down in circles. With the bumps and bumps, his eyes couldn't help but turn black and he fainted.

...

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, a sensation of itching and dampness came from his face. Yan Yunting regained consciousness, and his whole body was filled with pain, rushing to his brain. He suddenly opened his eyes-

"Aoaoao, uuuuu..." A squeak of silence came from his chest. He looked closely and met a pair of fluorescent beast eyes.

A little white-haired tiger as big as a palm was lying on his chest, constantly licking his cheeks with his tongue. The little tiger looked honest, with big and round eyes, and a "crescent moon" was engraved between its forehead.

Yan Yunting shook his head and then rang out of the hillside. He tried a lot of effort to barely support himself and looked around in the dim light. This should be a valley, and on his left was a hillside covered with weeds, with a drop of about a hundred feet. I guess he had rolled down from this hillside.

He smiled bitterly in his heart: It was a blessing that he had not fallen to death on such a high hillside.

"Aowuwu..." The little tiger kicked his legs, jumped out of his chest, took a pheasant and ran deep into the valley.

"Hey hey...my chicken! My chicken!" Yan Yunting grabbed another pheasant and hurriedly chased after him, "You give me the chicken back, I'm the one who caught me with my life!"

The more Yan Yunting chased, the more bitter he felt: Why did I catch chickens? I am still fighting for food with a little beast!

In this way, one man and one tiger chased each other in the valley for half an hour, and suddenly, the little tiger stopped beside a stream.

"Catch it! You can't escape now, right?"

Yan Yunting, a hungry wolf, tying the little tiger in his arms, "Aowu, aowu..." The little tiger kicked his short legs, and his baby teeth kept pulling Yan Yunting's cuffs, as if he was telling him something.

Yan Yunting seemed to realize something. He raised his head suddenly, but saw a row of wooden houses appearing on the other side of the stream.

There are four or five wooden houses, and bamboo fences are surrounded by a small courtyard, which is very simple. But then again, where are the ordinary houses built in deep valleys?

Yan Yunting was overjoyed, picked up the little tiger and flowed through the stream, came to the gate of Xiaoju courtyard, and saw the plaque on the door frame, which carved four big characters - Yunmeng Mountain House.

"Little Tiger, is this Guigu Cave?" Yan Yunting looked at the little tiger in his arms.

The little tiger bit his head, indicating no.

"Oh? Do you still understand human words?" Yan Yunting was very surprised, but then he thought, which animals in this mountain are not full of spirituality?

The little tiger jumped out of his arms and entered Xiaoju through the gap in the fence. Yan Yunting also pushed the door open.

The yard is surprisingly clean. If there were no one living here, weeds would have been overgrown. The bamboo fence was covered with withered vines, and a shanty was also set up on the left side of the yard. Hoes, dustpans, and shovels were piled up in the corner of the shanty.

"May I ask, is there anyone?" Yan Yunting shouted symbolically.

In the quiet valley, besides the wind blowing the fallen leaves, there is no other movement?

This small residence is obviously uninhabited.

No matter where it is, it is getting late anyway, so it will be fine if you put your feet here.

Yan Yunting wrapped a simple torch with a vine. After igniting it, he planned to investigate one room after another. At this time, "Bao!" Suddenly, a sound of opening the door came from his right hand. He was shocked. Could it be that someone?

But when he saw it clearly, he realized that it was the little tiger...

The little tiger seemed to have something in his mouth. It ran and jumped to Yan Yunting, rubbed his ankle with its little head and rubbed it... This little beast really didn't recognize his child at all!

Yan Yunting lifted the little tiger, pulled off the object from its mouth, took a photo with a torch, and immediately took a breath... This was actually a bellyband used by a woman!

"Aoaoao..." The little tiger stuck out his tongue and licked Yan Yunting's hand. The round beast's eyes were so innocent.

"Little Tiger, let me ask you, is the mistress of this bellyband not straight, she is not tall, has a melon-shaped face, and has a bad temper?" Yan Yunting asked.

The little tiger nodded.

"Her name is Su Yunying, what I said is right?"

The little tiger nodded again.

"Is this her residence?"

The little tiger nodded again.

Then there was no more. Even if this "Yunmeng Mountain Residence" was not Guigu Cave, it must be where Su Zhen and Su Yunying lived.

Yan Yunting suddenly realized that since he came to Yunmeng Mountain, he met a white-haired old man, carried the old man up the mountain, and was called to catch pheasants, then fell to the cliff, met a little tiger, and was taken here... It seemed like he had been arranged in the dark.

"I just said, how could ordinary old men appear in the deep mountains and forests?"

But who is that old man? How did he know I would come? What kind of connection does he have with Guigu?

With doubts, Yan Yunting visited all four wooden houses.

a kitchen, a pharmacy, a study, a boudoir;

In the kitchen, pots, pans, firewood, rice, oil and salt are all available;

There are many grasses that have dried but not enough to be crushed in the pharmacy;

The study room is filled with books, astronomy, geography, agriculture, medicine, military, and kitchen, Taoist classics, Zen scriptures, and even mechanical techniques. There are still high levels of self-written notes on the desk, and the last signatories of all notes are Su Zhen;

The little tiger was chaotic in the boudoir, and the women's clothes were scattered all over the floor. Judging from the style and color, it was very consistent with Su Yunying's personality.
Chapter completed!