C128 A dog congratulates Gu Xing on the birth of his second pawn

I still don't understand, why did he suddenly form such a relationship with a buddhist monk like Chen Xuanzang?

But I know that even if I were to ask this kind of thing, it would be useless for me to ask. I'm afraid even the old monk doesn't know the reason behind it. Or at most, just tell me that fate or fate is predestined. The people from the Buddhist family and Buddhist family are mostly of this nature.

It wasn't that they didn't care about what was good or what wasn't good. It was that they were different from ordinary people.

Carrying the Buddhist scripture, I left the White Horse Temple to travel a hundred and twenty steps east before returning to the Violet Tong Courtyard.

Occasionally, a car drove by slowly, but no one stopped to say hello.

Most of the people who lived here didn't come to visit like the people in other places. Everyone seemed to be paying attention to some kind of influence, or fearing some kind of influence, so they came and went very carefully.

I guess it's just me. I often run around here like this, and the rest of us either stay in seclusion or leave. Even if it's Jane, I wish I could wrap myself up.

There are many people in this world, and you will never understand what they are thinking. Perhaps you will feel that their actions, their conversations, and even various other weird things are completely out of place in this world. However, they are able to come up with a good explanation for their actions.

Maybe after the human flower opens, he would be able to see the character of others.

When I thought about how my ability should be no different from Mind Reading, I felt my mouth go dry. The temptation of being able to pry into the secrets of others, even a true saint would not be able to resist, let alone a mortal like me who lives in this world and eats grains and grains.

When the ground is full of flowers, one can feel the spirit of the animal on the ground. The ceiling was full, and it was said to be able to communicate with many things in the sky, even allowing it to serve him. If he could ride a white eagle in the sky and have two or three beauties to accompany him, then …

I wiped the saliva that dripped from the corner of my mouth before I stopped fantasizing and continued walking towards my villa. The flowers hadn't even bloomed yet and I was already daydreaming about smallpox. That was a little unrealistic.

After turning a corner and walking past a flower bed, these exceptionally beautiful and precious flowers that bloomed in summer suddenly swayed in the wind as if they had drunk several kilograms of Maotai. The exquisite and alluring petals also rose and fell in the wind, giving off a very distinct feeling, making people want to peel them off and place them in their mouths for a while to chew.

Second Master Bao loved to eat women's rouge the most because the flowers were too alluring.

I kept walking. The street lamps hidden in the treetops were slowly being left behind by me. Beautiful flowers were waving at me.

A large white dog stood in front of me with a ferocious expression. It bared its fangs at me and I stopped in shock. I looked at it with slight anger. Its bell-like eyes were staring at me unwaveringly.

Comparing the two, I found that my eyes were not as big as his. So I stopped looking at it and looked away.

"What a good dog that doesn't block the path!" I faced the big white dog. I didn't know if it was a pure-blooded Tibetan mastiff, but I quickly said a few words and prepared to walk past it.

I don't think the dog would have stopped me if he had been smart enough.

However, it was very obvious that I had overestimated its intelligence. After being together with Xiao Ha for a long time, I subconsciously thought that this big white dog in front of me was a demon.

The big white dog didn't let out a sound and stood in front of me, looking at me with the same ferocious expression.

I was still angry, but now I'm a little angry. Anger is not the same as anger, because the consequences of anger are much worse than the consequences of anger.

"What is it? Do you want to bite me!? Come on, come on, come on and bite me. " I said angrily to him, thinking that if he really was going to pounce on me, then I would have to use all my strength to run towards a crowded area. I don't believe that in front of so many people, it still had the nerve to ask for a great young man of the new and beautiful society.

"Huff …" It really wanted to pounce on me. I could feel that this thing in front of me was very irritable. Furthermore, due to my provocation just now, its eyes started to turn bloodshot and red.

However, for some unknown reason, it seemed to be afraid of something, so it continuously bared its fangs as it prepared to pounce on me. However, it didn't dare to actually pounce on me.

"I told you to bite me, but you didn't even dare to bite me! How boring!" I took a deep breath and blew on it with a pout, scattering its white, soft, clean, and very smooth fur.

"Huff …" It was even more irritable. I could feel that it really wanted to pounce on me and bite me, but the force in its heart that was suppressing it to the point it didn't dare to do anything was getting stronger and stronger.

So the big dog's heart load may be getting worse and worse, and his eyeballs seem about to burst in anger, and all the blood vessels in his body seem to begin to swell.

I don't know if I was seeing things, but when I looked at its body, it seemed to be trembling. It was as if a person who was angered to the extreme couldn't vent his anger on the person who made me angry. This big white dog was in this state.

I didn't study medicine, but I could imagine that it must be a sudden increase in blood pressure, that high blood pressure could trigger a cerebral burst, and that serious consequences could cost a dog his life.

So I decided not to anger it anymore, or else if it went crazy and stopped worrying about the magical power that was suppressing it, wouldn't I become a unlucky guy under its dog mouth?

"Brother Gou, stop messing around. Hurry up and let me go over. Be good …" I reached out to smooth his hair.

I forgot which book I read about it. Helping a dog go easy is a form of spoiling it, which makes the dog happy.

However, just as I touched its head, this beautiful and ferocious big dog's anger finally reached its peak. Its heart could no longer bear the burden and it opened its bloody mouth, and then... With a whimper, he fell to the ground.

Its mouth continuously emitted sorrowful cries. Its entire body twitched and foamed at the mouth. It was as if it had gone insane and was shaking.

When I saw this scene, my eyes widened. How could this happen!?

At this moment, a man's voice calling for his dog rang in my ears.

"Merry!" Delightful! "Where did you run off to, you son of a bitch? Hurry up and come back, it's time for dinner."

"Merry!" "Aiyo, this is so tiring, raising you is even tiring than raising your son!"

It was an old man who looked to be in his sixties, or maybe even sixties. He was slightly bent, but he did not have any walking sticks. His eyes were constantly looking around, looking for the son of a dog who was even harder to keep than his son.

"Young man, you … Delightful! "Merry!"

The old man had just called out to me. I think he wanted to ask if I had seen a big white dog, but before he could finish his sentence, he saw a huge white dog lying on the ground, rolling around like an epileptic.

The old man shouted as he pounced forward. I stood in front of the dog awkwardly, unsure of what to say.

If the person lying in front of me right now wasn't a dog, but a person, it would be like a perfect pengci scene. I didn't do anything to it, I just touched it a little and it immediately foamed at my mouth … Alright, I admit that I could feel the pressure the big dog was under at that time, but isn't that just teasing him?

"Merry!" Le Le, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me! " The old man rushed over, hugged the big white dog's head, then grabbed its neck and shook it vigorously, as if trying to wake it up.

But this kind of scene...

I looked at it for a long time and thought that if I didn't know that the dog was the old man's, I would have thought it was the favorite pet of one of his enemies who had killed his father.

"Old sir?" "Old mister?" Feeling a little embarrassed, I squatted down and shouted at the old man who was still grabbing onto the snow-white dog's neck, shaking it vigorously.

The old man stopped what he was doing and stuck his head at a slanted angle, as if he were shaking a head in a Peking opera play. Then he looked at me sideways and said, "Why did you call me?"

"Ugh …" I was stunned by the old man's actions, but I didn't expect him to be a fan of Beijing opera. It must have been something I often imitated, so I treated it as a habit.

I smiled in embarrassment. "Your four limbs are twitching and you're foaming at the mouth. It has nothing to do with me."

"Did I say it has something to do with you!?" The old man said again nervously. He then straightened his head and started to bawl again while shaking his big dog's foaming head. He shouted, "Le Le! "Merry!"

"Old mister, if you shake it again, this dog will definitely burp." I kindly reminded the old man, but he didn't appreciate my kindness and insisted on my actions.

"Do you know how to have a dog or do I know how to have a dog? Why don't you go to the other villages and ask around? When it comes to raising a dog, who is more powerful than me, Elder Wu? I … "Ugh …" Master. "

As the old man boasted, his body suddenly stiffened as he lifted his head to look at an old man standing beside him. He was still in his seventies, strong and sturdy, with a straight back.

"Master, it's great …" Lele He... That... "It's him …" After talking for a long time, the old man suddenly saw me who had already stood up. Like a pair of eyes, he immediately pointed towards me.

"Alright, from today onwards, you don't need to work here anymore. Go and get Old Zhang's living expenses." The old man was swift and decisive, and his tone didn't allow for the slightest bit of doubt.

The old geezer's face immediately collapsed. He knew his master's character, so he didn't plead any further after standing up.

"Young man, did you cause my mastiff to become like this?" The old man turned his head to look at me again. Although he asked me a question, it was in the tone of a statement.

I looked at him, and he looked back at me, and I looked at the scriptures in my hand, and I thought about how we had just come out of the temple, so I nodded and said, "A little."