After Rebirth, I returned to Miaojiang to inherit my family business - Chapter 27

Pu!

In the middle of the night, in the villa, Liu Bao was about to take a rest when he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his usually calm face was paled with shock. 

“Who is it! Who broke my five ghost fortune talisman?!”

He stood up in surprise and was about to go to the study when suddenly, Liu Bao grabbed his left arm, his facial muscles were grim and short due to the severe pain. In just a few seconds, cold sweat covered his forehead. The pain of being bitten by a ferocious beast could not go away. If he hadn’t been strong in enduring it, he might have been lying on the ground and rolling in pain. Even the severe pain could not suppress the turbulent waves in Liu Bao’s heart.

 

 

Who is so insane that he is actually eating lucky ghosts!

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Wu Rong sensed a movement outside, but he didn’t care to look at it now. As soon as the ghost qi crystals were taken out, his body started to groan, one was the Zhong Gu, ‘hungry, hungry’ became repeated, and it kept conveying to Wu Rong its ‘Yes, yes! ‘ eagerness. But when the big left-arm ghost made a strange movement, the voice of the Zhong Gu’s ‘ wanting’ suddenly dropped to the sound of a mosquito, feeling wronged, scared and unwilling, it held back for a long time and uttered its longest sentence so far.

 

‘Mom, I want to eat big, eat big!

Wu Rong ignored the Zhong Gu, the purified rootless water had not yet been obtained, if the blood energy in the Zhong Gu wasn’t removed, it would easily affect the owner in the future, and may even turn him into a bloodthirsty monster. As the Zhong Gu becomes stronger, its consciousness will become more and more mature, and it will be able to understand Wu Rong’s command and cooperate in combat in the future. The current Zhong Gu’s consciousness was like a newborn baby, although stupid, it is the most obedient, with admiration for Wu Rong, it is in the easiest state to wash away the blood.

Even if it was necessary to replenish ghost qi to the Zhong Gu, it is not necessary now.

 

Wu Rong looked at his left arm. After returning to Yangjiaping from the Miao Village, this was the second time that the big ghost had an unusual action. At that time, Wu Rong could only feel the extremely strong emotions of the bone bell, like a raging fire burning, it was so complicated that he couldn’t tell what was in it. This time it was very simple, the big ghost was concise and to the point, with a single emotion.

‘Hungry’

Click.

 

Wu Rong used the Miaodao to split the ghost qi crystal into two, and before the ghost qi rose, he threw half of it to the Qingling Gu for storage and swallowed the other half by himself. 

Gudong.

The gray-white ghost qi crystal quickly turned into a cold and viscous liquid, somewhat like mint honey, which was chilly, and without even swallowing, it automatically turned into ghost qi and poured into Wu Rong’s throat. As if the long drought met the rain, the soul that had been hungry was finally filled. Wu Rong felt full, and at the same time, the suppressed desire in the bottom of his heart surged out.

Not enough, not enough.

It’s just that this is not enough, less than one ten-millionth of his energy need. He wanted to eat more, more, until— 

“Hiss!”

A panicked sound rang in his ears, barely pulling Wu Rong back to his senses. Only then did he see that he was pinching the little green snake, the green scales were close in front of him, and he almost bit its tail.

Out of control, really out of control.

Throwing the little green snake away, Wu Rong closed his eyes, suppressed the raging hunger in his heart, and poured the crystallized pure Yin Qi into his left arm. The left arm was almost the same as Wu Rong’s own stomach, it was a bottomless pit, he spent more than half of his ghost energy before there was a slight change. 

Zhou Xun said that the longer the time of raising ghosts, the more the person will show some characteristics of ghosts. For example, the ghost sore in histhroat, and the ghost dog tattoo on Liu Hu’s arm. But apart from the ghost pattern on Wu Rong’s arm, there was no change in other parts of Wu Rong’s body. Most importantly, except for the time when it drank his blood in the Miao, he never sensed the existence of the big ghost.

This was abnormal. To the human body, ghosts are outsiders and intruders. It takes a process for the human body to accept and adapt to its existence, and various situations would occur during this process.

 

Ghosts are pure yin. People who raise ghosts will definitely have discomfort, just like some people will have a fever after being vaccinated with a new type of vaccine, and some people will retch. When pure ghost energy enters the body, some people’s body temperature will drop to an abnormal level, or they will develop other hobbies for incense ashes and paper money. The stronger the ghost, the greater the impact it will have on the human body. On the contrary, disabled ghosts and ghosts with very weak ghost energy will be extremely uncomfortable after staying in the human body, and may even disappear in smoke.

Even such ghosts communicate with their masters, either through dreams or reflections in mirrors. There is no one who can’t sense the existence of the left-arm ghost like Wu Rong. 

But now, most of the pure yin energy passed by, and Wu Rong finally sensed the contract between himself and the big ghost.

This was a very delicate feeling. If Wu Rong’s body was the house, his main consciousness is the landlord, and the big ghost is like the indifferent and autistic tenant living in his left arm. Although they are in the same ‘room’, they have nothing to do with each other. Feeding blood/ghost energy means that the landlord invites you to eat. Correspondingly, the big ghost will also pay a certain amount of ‘rent’.

Cluck.

The left arm was covered by the cold and cloudy air, and there was a crisp sound like a springing bamboo shoot. When Wu Rong took a look, he saw that his left arm was bloody and full of cut marks, but his hand was intact, with pale skin, long fingers, and neatly trimmed nails, exuding a desolate and abstinent atmosphere. Only a line of crimson at the base of the nails added a tinge of blood, making this desolation tinged with cruelty and madness. 

Although this arm was thin and full of scars, it exuded a dangerous and terrifying aura. This was the hand of the big ghost.

There are also different levels of ghost keeper, from reserve to one-star ghost keeper, the most important point is to be able to melt ghosts into one’s body. At this stage, people can exert part of the power of ghosts. Depending on the type of ghosts, the parts of the fusion ghosts are also different. Some are eyes, some are tongues, and some are mouths. When the ghost raisers gather, people who meet for the first time can match the position of the ghost with the person.

For example, Wu Rong can now be called ‘Ghost Hand Wu Rong’.

In addition to using Gu, he can also use the unique way of raising ghosts to fight in the future. 

But the scars were too conspicuous, too high-profile, even if it was rare for a Li Gui who died of torture to have so many injuries, it will make people recognize him at a glance. Wu Rong took out a new roll of bandage and wrapped it around his left arm again. The hand is still normal, and the scar is covered by a bandage, so that even if he uses the power of the ghost, he will not be discovered immediately, and he can hide it better.

With a thought, the ghost hand disappeared and returned to normal. Wu Rong pulled off the bandage again, counted the red marks on the ghost pattern on his wrist, and found that there was another red mark missing.

When he was in Miao Village, he swallowed Ge Lang’s Ten Sons Gu, and the red marks decreased. Now there is one less. Does it mean that the infusion of pure energy can reduce ghost lines? Does this decrease means that the big ghost is getting stronger?

Wu Rong felt carefully, but the connection between him and the big ghost was still only a little bit, faintly discernible. Yet the ghost qi was locked on the left arm in an illogical manner. 

Normally, the more the ghost’s power is used, the ghost will gradually assimilate people, and to a certain extent, it will eat back the human body. Nurturing ghosts in the body, melting ghosts into the body, this is the price that must be paid. Many ghost raisers do not die well in the end. Those who die after being devoured by evil ghosts will become new and more terrifying evil ghosts. Therefore, there were special ways to deal with the funeral of ghost raisers.

But the big ghost was different.

Wu Rong felt that it was very polite, or indifferent, so it lived on one-third of an acre of land (the left arm) without moving its nest. Unlike the ghosts raised by other people, that are like bad tenants, if they live in it, they will kill the landlord and make the house their own.

Is it because it is too weak now? Wu Rong murmured 

Tomorrow, he plans to go to the Freelancers’ Gathering to have a look. Compared with the ghost raisers, there are more disabled ghosts, weak ghosts and little ghosts among the freelancers. Maybe there he can get more information. Raising wild ghosts is not like house ghosts. House ghosts have been thoroughly figured out, and there are ways to deal with various situations summed up by predecessors. But wild ghosts are different, and the ghost breeder must test its habits a little bit, grasp the speed of using its power and preventing backlash.

As he felt something, Wu Rong put down his hand and looked at the table.

 

The little spider crawled down from his legs at some point, and weaved a cocoon half the size of a fist with silk net at the corner between the fruit plate and the table. The cocoon was still somewhat transparent, and the little spider inside could be seen busy spinning silk. Next to the nest were three pairs of leftover blood beetle tentacles neatly placed, and an unusual breath came from the cocoon.

When Wu Rong swallowed the crystal of ghost qi just now, although most of the yin qi was given to the big ghost, a small part was absorbed by him, which indirectly affected the little spider and the green spirit Gu. The little spider was just a step away from molting. After the injection of yin energy, it hurriedly pulled out three blood beetles to eat for replenishing energy, then formed a cocoon, and began to prepare for molting. 

The first molt was when the black rock tarantula was the most vulnerable and dangerous. Even an ordinary praying mantis can eat it, and it may die in the shell if it is not careful. It is necessary to keep the Companion Gu by your side and pay attention at all times. He used his consciousness to direct the little green snake to retreat to the farthest window, lest the breath of natural enemies affected the little spider’s shedding. The butler, ghost dolls and a few evil Miao ghosts were brought in to gather around the table to create a negative environment that the black rock tarantulas love.

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Glagla, Glagla. 

The white kitten hid outside the window, chewing something black like rubber in its mouth, staring at the cocoon made by the little spider and drooling.

After molting, the black rock tarantula can be as big as half a palm, and its eight legs are full of white and smooth meat. When the shell is opened, there are two pieces of lean meat with exceptional elasticity on the back. But the best thing is the two crescent-shaped pieces of tender meat next to the poison sac in a protective shape. Although they are small, they are the most delicate and delicious, and they can be melted away with the tip of the tongue. The newly molted spider shells are all soft, and they taste like crispy bones when chewed.

Slurp.

The kitten reluctantly looked away from the little spider. The spider was most sensitive when it molted, and it would expose itself if it looked for too long. 

It chewed two mouthfuls of the ghost he had just caught, and the strange smell almost suffocated the cat. It naturally only ate the cleanest and purest spiritual things. The cat Gu stole the Gu from Miao village to feed itself. After being exposed, it was raised by Ge Lang, and its food had improved. It drank pure ghost qi every day and ate the essence of insects and beasts that could be used as Gu.

How could I ever eat such a tough and unpalatable ghost full of evil thoughts and resentment!

Pu!

The kitten bit a card from the ghost and it cut its mouth. It vomited out, and even vomited the ghostly black mass onto the ground. The vitality of the ghost was very strong. The ghost Liu Bao had brought with the Five Ghosts Talisman was not really a ghost, but an avatar drawn by a medium. So the cat cub chewed for a long time and was completely addicted to the taste, yet could not eat any yin or ghost qi. 

At the same time, the Five Ghosts did not deliver money for Liu Bao, and the connection between them would always be there, so the sharp pain of being bitten would be transmitted to Liu Bao at the same time. The pain made him doubt life.

The shadow of the black ghost who was spat on the ground trembled, and stubbornly moved towards Wu Rong’s direction, wanting to deliver the money. But before it moved even a centimeter, it was bitten in the mouth again by the kitten.

I can’t eat it, but it’s good to chew it. As soon as the cat moved its eyes away from the spider, it saw the little green snake coiled in front of it by the window. The little green snake probed its head and looked at the spider, worrying about it and flickering its tongue, but didn’t feel the gloomy gaze belonging to the white cat behind it. 

This green snake looks really good, it is smooth and smooth, its scales are thin and its meat is tender, it doesn’t look big, but it’s actually all meat. The scales are crisp in the mouth, and under the scales is smooth and juicy meat. Every bite of pure Yin Qi will flow into the throat like fine nectar. As a Qingling Gu, even the bones are pure and delicious, as tender as a chick that just broke its shell.

The kitten couldn’t think of suitable adjectives from its barren memory from birth to now. It was intoxicated and took a deep breath, staring at the little green snake, chewing ghosts and chewing even more vigorously. It’s like watching the live broadcast of an live streamer eating fried chicken. It’s the same as the audience who ate steamed buns to satisfy their hunger. The kittens regret again that he chased after Wu Rong too fast and left the cats spirits group too decisively. At their speed, it will take at least half a month to catch up.

 

Half a month.

The cat cub shivered, and unconsciously accelerated the speed of chewing ghosts, feeling uneasy. 

It won’t really be starved for half a month!

But after seeing the little spider and the green spirit Gu, it would be very unwilling eat the starving ghost who rummaged through the trash can or the water ghost in the stinky ditch. Might as well watch it here. Even if you can’t eat it, it tastes good when you look at it and think about it!

We still have to find a way to let the people in the villa adopt him.

Maybe it would be a good idea to put some ghosts at his door every day? 

The kitten tried its best to search for the few memories of the original Persian cat. When the Persian cat was still living in the villa, every time it caught grasshoppers and other small bugs in the garden, it would proudly bring them to humans to show off its hunting ability. Every time the human beings would yell in surprise, immediately accept its spoils enthusiastically, and then feed the Persian cat with delicious canned meat.

Grasshoppers were rare in cities, but ghosts do exist. It’s just that they are very strange, and they all live in human bodies.

But this was not a problem for a smart kitten. When it has a goal to achieve, it will spare no effort to crush all obstacles in front of it. It’s like when it chased them all the way from Miaojiang to Yangjiaping. If it wasn’t for the fact that the human felt too strange, sometimes it was harmless, and sometimes it looked like a terrifying monster with human skin on its head, the kitten would have rushed in and ate it, and ran away if it didn’t work out. It wouldn’t have to waste as much time as it did right now.

Just wait, when the people inside really raise it, it must eat until it makes them poor, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart! 

The cat cub was a little frustrated, but also thought viciously. Suddenly, there was a chill on its back, and the hair on the back of its neck exploded. Its instinctive sense of crisis made it sprint to the side to avoid it, but it was a step slower.

Snap!

Wu Rong looked out the window vigilantly. The noise just now was like a bird hitting the glass, but how could there be birds in the middle of the night? When Wu Rong saw the scene by the window, Wu Rong was taken aback.

The white kitten’s face was pressed against the glass pitifully, and Persian’s already flat face looked completely flat. Even so, it still held the black stuff in its mouth. Holding the cat’s head was a thick and large dog’s paw. The ugly and terrifying ghost dog brutally opened its bloody mouth, its bloody fangs were about to touch the cat’s head, and when Wu Rong saw it, it closed its mouth, stuck out its tongue obediently, and wagged its tail happily at him .

” Woof!”

——

The big dog who was allowed to enter the villa was full of energy, and squatted down in front of Wu Rong very politely. With two soft noises, blood ginseng as fat as a small radish and two emerald ganoderma lucidum the size of palms fell out of its body. These spiritual beings were all surrounded by pure ghost energy in its body, not polluted by blood at all. 

“For me?”

“Woof!”

 

Wu Rong raised his hand, and the big dog laid down meekly, putting its head under his hand. Wu Rong patted the dog’s head, picked up the blood ginseng from the ground, and broke off a root. Older blood ginseng was amber in color like honey, exuding a delicate fragrance. This blood ginseng is rare to grow in the ghost domain, and it was a great tonic for both humans and ghosts.

Wu Rong handed the roots to the big dog: “Your soul and body are unstable.” 

The current state of the big dog was very strange, as if a tyrannical force had been instilled into the puppy’s body, which seemed abnormal. Puppy couldn’t bear this power, so most of the time it existed in the form of a puppy soul that sealed its power. In its current state, it can’t eat a lot of tonics, otherwise the gap between its strength and body will become larger and larger, and it will be in danger of sudden death.

But eating it in moderation was good for its body.

The big dog did not refuse the food Wu Rong gave, it carefully picked up the root hair, but lowered its head and put it back next to the Ganoderma lucidum.

“Woof!” 

This was specially given to Wu Rong.

There was a hissing sound, and the little green snake laid on Wu Rong’s hand, circling around in his arm twice, and looked at the blood ginseng ganoderma with joy. The Green Spirit Gu was a spirit Gu carefully raised by the Wu. Its power is pure and clean, and it is the natural enemy of all ghosts. But what it likes the most are plants that are as clean and pure as itself, and are quite spiritual.

It is also very unlikely that such spirit beasts as green spirit Gu will be born naturally in the wild. They are usually beside exotic flowers and plants that have been around for thousands of years, forming a wonderful companion ecosystem. Legends were not necessarily false, but it became more and more bizarre through word of mouth.

Ganoderma lucidum and blood ginseng were also good for the little green snake. It would be too wasteful to eat them directly. It was better to plant them in the ground. Let the Qingling Gu support it, the spirit will grow better, and the Qingling Gu can also benefit in the Companion state, transforming the evil thoughts and hostility that cannot be digested due to eating too many ghosts into pure Yin Qi, which will be fed back to Wu Rong. In the long run this is the best solution. 

Ganoderma lucidum blood ginseng should be preserved by a special method, and it still had a strong vitality. Although he had been dragged down by vicious dogs all the way, with the green spirit Gu, he would soon regain his energy. Wu Rong found a broken flowerpot, shoveled some soil from the yard, and planted the blood ginseng in it. The Emerald ganoderma was too complicated to grow, so it was better to save it as food. He could also bring it to the meeting tomorrow to exchange for some good things.

Wu Rong had no money now, so he can only exchange things for things.

As soon as the blood ginseng was buried, it went into the basin without commands. The tip of its tail was comfortably placed beside the basin, just like a cat getting into a paper box. It was very comfortable. Speaking of cats, Wu Rong looked at the door.

The white kitten was huddled by the door, cowering in shock, its soft and clean fur was in a mess, and it was like being rolled in a trash can by the big dog. Still immersed in panic, it dared not take a step forward. 

How could there be such a dirty and ugly monster in this world!

Although the kitten was formed by the resentment and yin qi of heaven and earth, it was also the resentment of the mountain people who died in vain for thousands of years. It was formed by the condensation of the yin qi that soared at the moment of spiritual ghost recovery. But the big dog was completely opposite to it, it was the absolute opposite, a world of difference! The vicious dog soul was born from abuse, and it had runes on its body that could absorb the resentment of other abused dogs. It was a dog, but it had the resentment and hatred of countless dogs in its body.

In order to make the vicious dog soul more vicious, the people in the factory forced the dogs to eat the corpses in the corpse pit, forced them to kill each other, drink blood and eat meat. The evil dog soul was like a terrifying monster made up of deformed and evil thoughts. It was extremely dirty and evil. It was unbearable for the kitten to be in the same room with such a dirty thing, let alone being pressed and held back and forth like just now. It smelled like a dog.

It’s so dirty. 

The kitten was miserable, with dull eyes, staring listlessly at the little green snake, which was the last motivation to support it to stay in this room.

After finally sneaking in and making such a big sacrifice, at least I have to eat a bite of snake before leaving.

 

Wu Rong recognized that it was the milk cat that crashed into a car and got lost in the pet hospital that day. The cat had a psychic nature, and it is not surprising that it can see the spirit of a vicious dog. It looked terrified, trembling from time to time, leaning against the door, motionless. Withdrawing his gaze, Wu Rong looked at the front of him again with full attention, as if he only had the big dog in his eyes.

This vicious dog soul, who was suspected of being reborn, was not a human being, and he didn’t have so many complicated thoughts. He only wanted to be good to Wu Rong, and he would be satisfied if he could just take a look at it. Wu Rong wasn’t hard-hearted either. Big Dog was in a bad state, and even though he had a vague connection with him, the real owner was Liu Hu. Wu Rong couldn’t directly use his own yin and ghost energy to heal its injuries. 

While the big dog seemed to be obedient, it was in fact very stubborn. It didn’t eat the blood ginseng and ganoderma, and it didn’t eat the ghost qi crystals. Even when Wu Rong gave it blood, it refused to lick it. Even though Wu Rong pretended to be angry, it was afraid of barking, but still insisted on not eating. When those scarlet eyes looked at Wu Rong, they were full of tenderness and attachment, as if they wanted to offer Wu Rong all the best things in the world, as long as he was willing to accept it, it would be satisfied.

And it would not take a bite of these good things. This was not the food that a normal dog should eat. It would rather starve to death than eat a little.

Although it was dead since a long time ago, it was still particularly persistent in this regard. Wu Rong didn’t know how the big dog developed such a character, it seemed like it was like this in his previous life, and it was particularly stubborn in this life. After trying several times, the big dog was determined not to open his mouth. After thinking about it, Wu Rong got up, took two steamed buns out of the refrigerator, and took an iron basin.

Seeing the steamed buns, the eyes of the big dog who would rather die than eat them lit up, his tail wagged a phantom, and his throat let out an impatient whine. Wu Rong poured Yin Qi into the steamed buns—just like when he used Yin Qi to melt a basin of water in the pet hospital. Then tore the steamed buns into pieces and threw them into the iron basin. 

“Let’s eat.”

With an order, the big dog couldn’t wait to put his head in the iron basin to eat. He was so absorbed in eating that the iron basin jingled and shook. Two steamed buns were not enough, so Wu Rong brought a bag of steamed buns that he bought the day he came back, poured Yin Qi into them and tore them up one by one. The big dog reluctantly stopped after eating five in one meal. Suddenly it pricked up its ears vigilantly, turned its head and roared towards the door.

“Bark! Grr!”

While the big dog was eating just now, the cat moved carefully from the door to the TV cabinet. Its eyes finally moved away from the little green snake, and stuck tightly to Wu Rong’s hand. 

Emerald Ganoderma! Blood ginseng roots! A ghost crystal the size of half a fingernail!

Blood exuding thick and pure yin energy!

Oh my god, the cat’s greedy eyes were all red. The three-story villa with a garden pool in the memory of the Persian cat was left behind by it, and the cat was full of eyes only for Wu Rong.

This is the real big family! 

When he saw the vicious dog soul picking and choosing, not eating this or that, the kitten scratched his heart, wishing he could replace it with his own body. Especially when the big dog rejected so many, and finally chose to eat the white bun, the cat’s saliva would flow down.

Could it be that it is more delicious than blood ginseng, ganoderma lucidum, ghost qi crystals and blood!

It want to eat too!

“Meow… Meow meow meow…” 

The milk cat shivered from being yelled at by the big dog. It was soft, pitiful, and meowed twice. The blue eyes seemed to be filled with water and winked at Wu Rong. Instead of looking at the big dog in fear, he put the thing in his mouth on the ground and cautiously meowed at Wu Rong twice. With intimacy in fear, anyone would be intoxicated by the sea blue eyes.

Wu Rong frowned. He originally thought that the kitten was holding something like a mouse, but now he felt a faint ghostly aura.

 

It’s just that the ghost aura was too weak, if there is nothing, it seems that there is not much in the first place, and it was as if it had been severely sucked by something.

Is it a ghost? 

“Woo–”

The big dog let out a threatening roar, Wu Rong patted its head and stood up: “Go and see.”

The opportunity finally came!

While one person and one dog came over, all the attention was on the dying black ghost, a sly light flashed in the cat’s eyes. It hid to the side like a big dog in fear and moved towards the coffee table bit by bit. When Wu Rong leaned over to pick up the black thing, it leaped swiftly and landed on the tea table like white lightning, and before the big dog could react, it bit the last steamed bun hard. 

The peerless delicacy was finally eaten by it….

Meow?

The cat stared at the steamed bun in disbelief, hesitated, and took another bite.

Kitty is now doubtful of its Kitty life. 

Can this stuff really be eaten?

——————[The dividing line of the previous life]———————————————————————————————

[What happened in the ghost king line (emphasis) is not the same timeline as it is now] ———————————————————————————————————————————

Wuu…… 

Thick clouds billowed, the twilight was dim, and the bloody wind blew across the desolate land, kicking up blood, sand and dust, and falling on the huge monster stubbornly guarding the edge of the tiankeng.

The ghost dog king is dying.

It has been obsessively guarding by this ghostly tiankeng, the place where its owner jumped into. It did not eat nor drink, and has not moved ever since. It has been ten years now.

After ten years of vicissitudes, blood and sand piled up a thick layer on its body, covering its dark and beautiful fur. It was powerless to clean itself. In the ten years, even a vicious dog soul as strong as a ghost king would quickly decay and become weak under the erosion of the accumulated resentment in the Tiankeng, becoming old. 

The bloody and terrifying eyes were dark, as if they were about to close forever, but they were stubbornly opened, staring at the bottom of the abyss.

The owner refused to let it follow, the owner said it was now free.

 

The big dog didn’t know what freedom is. It just wants to stay with its owner, yet its owner let it go. The big dog ran away, and then sneaked back.

If its owner didn’t see it when he comes back, the owner would be very sad. 

The ghost dog king had too much resentment and blood, even if he becomes a king, he will not have wisdom, just like a normal dog. It was not smart, only stubborn, loyal, and unwavering. It stood by the edge of the tiankeng, even though the bloody sand was rolling in and the wind was howling. It remained motionless, as if it had become a stone sculpture.

Occasionally it felt lonely, but when it thought that its master was down there, the ghost dog king had nothing to fear. As long as he muses about the sight of his master returning, he can bark happily in his dreams.

What’s more, there is an annoying cat who often came to make trouble.

A light white figure appeared in the bloody sand storm, getting closer and closer to the tiankeng. Smelling the nasty cat smell, the big dog closed his eyes and didn’t bother to pay attention. 

“Hey, big idiot, you’re really going to die this time.”

No matter how powerful a person or ghost approaches the tiankeng, they will be eroded by resentment and yin qi and have to pay a heavy price. In the past ten years, many people and ghosts have been to Tiankeng, come and go, and come again, and they have never been seen again. Except for that nasty cat. It grew from nature and was condensed from pure yin and resentment. It was loved by the Tiankeng and would not be infected by bad luck, even turning into a human form.

This nasty cat came every time, and the big dog knew that it was coveting the power of the ghost king in his body. In the past few years, it beat the shit out of the cat every time, and it ran away. But he has become weaker and weaker over the years, and he can no longer beat the cat. The cat came every year but didn’t eat him. Its eyes were so complicated that a big dog couldn’t understand.

“Hey, stupid dog.” 

As if thinking it didn’t hear, the boy with white hair and cat ears squatted beside it, tugged at the dog’s ears, and repeated, “You’re really going to die this time.”

Yes, it can’t wait for its owner to come back.

The Big Dog struggled to open his eyes, and looked at Tiankeng. It was like a bloody mouth growing on the ground, greedily devouring an unknown number of creatures. It also devoured his owner, but his owner is different, his owner is so powerful, he must still be alive.

It is dying, and it wants to jump down to find its owner. 

But it has no strength left, and it can’t move its huge and heavy body.

“Woooo…”

“Hey, don’t think about me helping you.”

The white cat boy flicked the dog’s head viciously and said arrogantly: “I have been waiting for you for ten years, and I am about to eat you. Would I still push you down?” 

“A fool would do that.”

The big dog didn’t speak, just looked silently and sadly at the cat. Turning its head away had exhausted its remaining strength, hearing the rejection in the white cat’s tone, it turned back again, looking sadly at the Tiankeng. Its breath was getting lighter and lighter.

 

It’s dying.

It is not afraid of death, only sad. 

It is a useless dog, unable to protect its owner, unable to wait for the owner to come back, and unable to even go down to find the owner. It’s unwilling to die.

“I’m so bored! How can you have such a nasty attitude for begging!”

The white cat circled around him anxiously, its tail flicking and crackling: “Hey, stupid dog, what’s so good about human beings? False, insidious and cunning, it is a thousand times crueler when people become ghosts! Why are you so stupid, look at how free and easy I am, you are such a poor wretch!”

The big dog didn’t even bother to move his ears. Its eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and it reluctantly rubbed against the things in its arms. 

It was a shabby and worn-out collar, so cheap that no one would’ve wanted it.

The collar made for it by the owner himself.

Obviously, there was not much left of the leather smell, but like an illusion, the big dog could vaguely smell the owner’s scent from it.

Owner, owner. 

“It’s so annoying!”

A huge thrust came from behind, and the vicious dog’s body flew into the air and fell into the tiankeng. But when it fell, it didn’t have any panic or fear. Instead, it was joyful and excited. The big dog tried its best to turn its body and face the unfathomable bottom of the pit. The gust of wind was howling and ruffling its fur, just like the feeling when it first met its owner and flew to his side.

 Owner, owner.

“Go to your owner, big idiot dog.” 

By the tiankeng, there was only a lone white cat left. It kicked the stones as if venting, swearing and squatting on the side of the tiankeng, resting its chin, playing with its tail in boredom, staring at the tiankeng with its blue cat eyes, as if looking at something, but also in a daze. The white cat muttered something, yet in its eyes was a little bit of melancholy,

“After waiting for so many years, I still haven’t eaten my fill. I am the biggest idiot.”

The author has something to say:

Writing about daily life is really exciting, and the plot will start tomorrow! 

If I say I cried 3 times translating this timeline would you believe me? Author why do you do this to us readers kfjsdskddk