I picked up a big golden cat in Kaoshantun, Northeast China.
I thought it was just a gold gradient layer that sticks to people,
But he raised his eyes coldly: "I am Tiger King, not a cat."
The whole village thought I had picked up a stupid big cat.
Only I know——
Huang Sangu bowed when she saw him, Hui San rushed to be the intelligence agent, and Liu Xian took the initiative to recognize the door.
All the immortal families within a ten-mile radius must give him face.
I deliver babies, rescue animals, quell disasters, and accumulate merit.
He is aloof, tough-tongued, defensive, and only eats ribs.
Others seek immortality and worship gods, but my tiger king squats on the kang head.
He found it troublesome but protected me every time.
He has very few words and only one compliment: "You're okay."
Later I found out,
This is not like picking up a tiger.
I picked up a village patron saint + exclusive backer.
[Easy daily life + Northeastern flavor + Fairy neighborhood + Hard-mouthed but soft-hearted Mr. Tiger + Fireworks in the world]
Picking up cats every day and becoming a god by the way.
