There is no written records to prove that this big cat worshipping tribe had existed.

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They settled near a tiger-shaped mountain and maniacally and reverently produced sculptures and drawings of their icon. Chen’s clue for its existence scattered like puzzles. The discontinuity lies not just in the link between each pieces but in themselves. The shattered and eroded sculpture of a beast is presented in fragments, in which its original solemness is twisted and dethroned and the marks left by accidents and old age treasured and celebrated.