The little tiger is jumping happily, chasing the butterfly.

Both sides.

Tang Jian, who was serving as a tutor in the Marquis Mansion, stood under the tree with no love in his life.

The six maids looked at each other, covering their faces with small round fans, and smiled secretly. It was hard to tell whether they were here to take care of the tiger cubs or to watch an animal show.

"Ah, little nephew!"

Hear the call.

The little tiger turned around and couldn't help but stare.

The next second.

Accompanied by a burst of white smoke.

The little tiger turned into the form of a little girl, coughed twice in a mature manner, and rolled his eyes at Zhang Heng: "Zhang Heng, why didn't you let someone inform me, causing me to make a fool of myself in front of my little nephew?"

Although in comparison.

The little girl transformed into a cute tiger is almost like Zhu Chao and Zhu Mu.

But after all, she was with Zhang Hengjiu, assuming the identity of an elder, and kept a straight face in front of the two children, pretending to be dignified.

"Little aunt..."

Two primary schools.

Zhu Mu and Hu Mengmeng have the best relationship.

Because Zhu Mu is a girl, and Hu Mengmeng always has a lot of beautiful new clothes, and she likes to dress Zhu Mu up on a whim.

certainly.

Hu Mengmeng said it herself that her aunt dotes on her niece.

In Zhang Heng's opinion, it is more like the joy of playing with dolls.

An eyebrow pencil, a few boxes of gouache, and a dozen pieces of clothing.

Hu Mengmeng can play with Zhu Mu for a whole day. You draw for me and I draw for you. Some things are indeed natural, such as dressing up.

"Auntie is here."

Hu Meng Meng is just like adults.

Pinch Zhu Mu's ears.

Then he got a little excited and whispered: "I have people build a beach castle. It is three stories high and is made of sand. Can I take you to play?"

"good."

The two children nodded and soon followed Hu Mengmeng away.

Watching the backs of the three little ones.

Zhang Heng also had mixed feelings: "Mengmeng regards me as her elder brother, but let me tell you, she will not grow up even if she has been in March for ten years. In another ten years, I will be her father."

aside.

Tang Jian was a little envious of such a relationship and whispered: "Whether it's brother or father, it was her fate that Mengmeng met you. Otherwise, he would have been sold out long ago if he was holding the title of Marquis of the North for nothing."

Zhang Heng nodded.

In fact, when he went up the mountain that day, he planned to capture the old tiger and let him be used as an ox or horse like the Tang Jian now.

Unfortunately.

Plans cannot keep up with changes.

The old tiger went to Beihai, and only Hu Mengmeng was at home.

Zhang Heng liked the little tiger very much when he saw it. After all, no man can refuse a little white tiger with soft fur and the size of a pillow.

Just saying that.

If it were not for him, with Mengmeng's character, he would not be bullied to death by guarding the Zhibeihou Mansion.

No matter how prosperous the Hou Mansion is now.

Secretly, Tang Jian didn't know how many times he took action and cut off many peeps.

Those people didn't just come to have a look.

They want to eat humans, no, they want to eat tigers.

"Temple Blessing Lord."

Zhang Heng said nothing.

Tang Jian whispered from the side: "The old lady Shushan reported back that the Hushan Army has been initially organized and has six thousand demon soldiers under his command. Among them, the old lady Shushan and the brothers Xiongshan are both in the realm of demons and immortals. The army will fight

The strength has just begun."

Zhang Heng nodded slightly.

People without thought, he must worry about.

The world is not peaceful right now, and careerists are springing up like mushrooms after a rain.

And the Hushan Region is a treasure trove, with a rich output of medicinal materials and ores. It is always a shame not to have an army that is good at fighting.

That's why Zhang Heng asked the old lady of Shushan to form the Hushan Army.

The purpose is not to be too passive when the world changes.

"Master Zhu Zhu, I have something I don't know whether to say or not."

Just a reminder.

Tang Jian was still wondering: "Are you giving Mrs. Shu too much power? She is currently the commander-in-chief of the Hushan Army, and each of her eight daughters-in-law is a captain. Although there are brothers Xiongshan who serve as vanguards on the left and right, but

They are also unable to fight alone, this demon army paid for by the Marquis Mansion..."

Said.

Tang Jian lowered his voice: "You can't be named Shu."

Zhang Heng looked up expressionlessly.

Looking at Tang Jian who was hesitant to speak, he said softly: "Do you want me to send you to be the supervisor?"

"That's best."

Tang Jian responded subconsciously.

"Um?"

Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Tang Jian understood what was happening, and quickly shied away: "I just mentioned it, and I have to be on guard against others."

Zhang Heng shook his head slightly.

Everyone has their own demands, and everyone has their own calculations.

Ten years have passed.

Zhang Heng's strength has recovered a lot, and he can enjoy the shade under the big tree. Relying on the elixir he refined, many demons who have taken refuge have come in.

For example, Tang Jian.

He is now a great demon in the earthly fairyland.

The old lady Shushan and the two brothers Xiongshan also made great progress and achieved the status of demon immortal.

People.

Monster.

The principles are the same.

Running around all day just to be hungry, I have to eat and think about clothes.

I put the silk on my body and raised my head but thought the house was too low.

After Tang Jian entered the fairyland, he had a lot more thoughts.

Zhang Heng actually understands him.

He wanted to seek revenge from the King of Punishment, and it would be best to annihilate the army of prisoners in the hands of the King of Punishment.

It's just not time yet.

And Zhang Heng hopes he understands.

In Hushan Domain, there is only one person who calls the shots, and that is him, the Temple Master.

Whether you are a human being or a demon,

The most important thing is duty.
To be continued...