Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 27 Demon Tamer

Li Ze sat in the room, feeling as if several needles were sticking out of his buttocks.

No matter how I sit, I feel uncomfortable, so I start to stand up.

I stood up and walked back and forth in the room, and it felt like I was stepping on several needles.

The young master who called himself Zhu Da was clearly an outsider, yet he was willing to pay for medicine for the sake of their town.

Is this okay?
This……

This won't work!
The people of Sanxing Town have to have some self-respect. He can't get anyone to open their door now, but he has some savings from years of practicing medicine.

He slapped his thigh, gritted his teeth, and jogged to his family's vault. He picked out all the silver coins one by one, grabbed a few more strings of cash, and prepared to run away.

But there were too many things to carry, so he simply tucked his clothes in front of him to make a small pocket to hold them.

They darted off up the mountain.

……

This big worm really isn't very bright; Lin Jiang's words just now practically confirmed it.

You're not capable enough.

But the big worm couldn't understand at all.

He could only vaguely sense that there was something unusual about the man's words, but he was too lazy to think about it.

Whether we can win or not, let's take a bite first!
As he watched the gaping maw snap open, a pungent, fishy stench assaulted his nostrils. The smell was similar to the resentment he had smelled before, and deep inside the throat, Lin Jiang also saw something else entirely.

He saw several figures piled up around the throat of the giant insect, writhing and groaning incessantly.

Those people looked like vengeful spirits, reaching out from the tiger's throat like drowning ghosts, trying to pull at the people outside.

These seemingly rudimentary accomplices, acting as accomplices to evil, already harbor the intention to drag people into their clutches.

Lin Jiang felt that the tiger's teeth weren't that sharp, and his skin and flesh could withstand it, but when he saw the tiger's mouth full of saliva, he felt nauseous.

It's best not to touch it.

So Lin Jiang simply stepped back, and the tiger's teeth snapped crisply in the air, biting only at the air.

Looking down at the tiger's mouth, a semi-transparent human figure squeezed out from between its teeth, half its body dangling in the tiger's mouth, its head tilted and struggling, looking in Lin Jiang's direction:
“Young man…it’s raining outside. I know a mountain god temple nearby. Let me take you there…let me take you there…”

With a flick of its tongue, the tiger swallowed the little devil whole, root and all, and a chilling, almost human-like smile spread across its face as it stared at Lin Jiang.

“My ghost said you’re pretty. I don’t really understand human aesthetics, but I know that pretty people are good at being ghosts.”

"Is that so?" Lin Jiang glanced at the tiger's tail. "My family owns a pharmacy, and tiger bone is a good medicine. I happen to be craving it lately, so I think it's more likely that I'll eat you than you will eat me."

"You smooth talker! I'd rather just eat you up than be your accomplice! I hate people like you the most!"

The worm opened its mouth again and bit directly at Lin Jiang's neck.

This time, Lin Jiang did not avoid it.

He pushed off with all his might, straining his heels.

In an instant, a large chunk of the soil behind Lin Jiang's feet was rubbed away by him.

The knee strike was swift and powerful, landing squarely on the tiger's belly.

The tiger's lunging motion instantly went awry, and it was kicked into the air, tumbling twice before finally landing on the ground.

There was a snap.

After the tiger fell, it started vomiting blood, turning its white fur red and its yellow fur purple. It also vomited a lot of undigested bits of flesh from its stomach, with tiny, translucent figures crawling on the flesh.

After they saw the light, they started running around aimlessly, disappearing into the bushes.

The tiger braced itself on its limbs, trying to stand up, but Lin Jiang's kick had ruptured its internal organs.

He was actually already dead, but the demon was strong, so he wasn't quite dead yet. Staggering back several steps, the tiger looked at Lin Jiang with the eyes of a cat.

"A demon slayer? A demon slayer?!"

"You don't need to repeat yourself twice."

Lin Jiang went up and slapped the tiger, knocking out several of its teeth: "What are you doing blocking the road and demanding money?"

"I...I think silver is a good thing..."

Lin Jiang slapped the tiger again: "Stop lying. Hasn't anyone told you that lying is a bad thing? You can't even count properly, yet you think silver is a good thing?"

The tiger couldn't take it anymore, and it howled twice in agony: "Han Baicheng in Yuxiang, my master is in Han Baicheng! My master gives me meat to eat! He told me to guard this place, and he'll give fifty taels of silver to anyone who takes grass!"

"You'd listen to anyone who offered you meat?" Lin Jiang slapped the tiger again: "Aren't you the tyrant of the forest? Is this the attitude of a tyrant?"

The tiger placed its two paws on its head. It was already close to death after being kicked, and then it was slapped several more times, suffering torture even before it died.

After finishing his cigarette, Lin Jiang also started thinking about this matter.

He knew Han Baicheng.

Yuxiang is a large city, and Hanbaicheng is the largest city in Yuxiang. It has plenty of food and drink, many beautiful women, and many high-ranking officials.

I never imagined that such people existed in this seemingly glamorous city.

No, it should be that such a glamorous city does indeed have people like this.

After thinking it over, Lin Jiang turned his head to look at the tiger on the ground.

The tiger kept shrinking back, arching its back and its fur standing on end.

"You can't kill me! My master is very powerful! He's a demon tamer. If you kill me, my master will definitely kill you!"

"What is your master's name?"

"I...I don't know."

"Lying again?" Lin Jiang raised his hand again.

The tiger screamed and clutched its head: "I really don't know. My master only told me to call him master. Many other people call him by different names. Some call him Brother Zhang San, some call him Little Brother Li Si. I really don't know what his name is."

Lin Jiang lowered his hand: "Did your master mark it with a star?"

"No...not yet, pointing to stars isn't that easy..."

"You don't even have a star, and you don't even know his name, yet you treat him like your master. You have no airs of a mountain king at all! You deserve to die!"

He raised his hand again, just as he had lowered it, and slapped the tiger on the head.

"Crack!"

The tiger's neck snapped to the side, its head broke off, and it died.

This tiger, which had devoured many people, was beaten to death by Lin Jiang.

He patted the blood off his hands, brushed off the dust from his clothes, and finally looked at the dead tiger on the ground, letting out a sigh.

What a fine tiger! We should find a skilled butcher to dissect it, soak the bones in wine, and make a robe from the tiger skin.

But now the town is full of sick people. When I passed the butcher shop just now, the butcher wasn't there. Who can I ask to debone the meat?

As Lin Jiang was pondering, he suddenly saw a purple bead flow out of the tiger's mouth.

Curious, he reached out and scooped up the bead.

what is this?
Suddenly a gust of wind passed by, and Lin Jiang felt as if something was flowing like a stream along the side of his feet.

Looking down again,
The demonic tiger had lost its original spiritual energy.

(End of this chapter)