Far Mountain Black Dog

After Bu Qingjue went to the market to buy a lot of steamed buns, he didn't like to go out anymore. He read in the dark, and when Aunt Zhu came to visit again, it was already early winter, and the whole Pingye Village was covered with snow and snow was falling.

"Hey, I haven't seen this kid for a while, why is he thin again?" Aunt Zhu held Bu Qingjue's hand distressedly, complaining that her business is so good these days, and she is so busy every day that she doesn't have time to see him.Bu Qingjue said with a smile: "Aunt Zhu doesn't need to blame herself, my body knows how to measure it. I am grateful that you can come and talk to me in your spare time."

"Speaking like this again, thank you for nothing, I treat you like a godson, so don't be so polite all the time!"

"Yes~" Bu Qingjue noticed all kinds of things at Aunt Zhu's feet: "Aunt Zhu, are you preparing new year's goods?"

"Oh, by the way, these are all gifts from our neighbors to thank you!"

"But... I have been staying in the house all the time, and I haven't done anything good for everyone, have I?"

"Hey, it's not your big black dog! It's so cute. Last month, it helped Mr. Zhao, who was over sixty years old, to teach the unfilial son who was idle all day long. Last week, he helped the little granddaughter of the Kong family find the lost dog. The rag dolls outside the village even helped the fallen Grandma Liu to carry the vegetable basket..." Aunt Zhu danced and praised Changxi endlessly, which made Bu Qingjue stunned.

"We have never seen such a spiritual dog. The shopkeeper Qian from the tailor shop wanted to take it home to raise him, but the dog was so loyal that he didn't want to! So in the end everyone decided to let me be the representative. A thank you gift is here for you."

"The big black dog refers to Wu Tong?"

"Wutong? So that's his name, everyone calls him Dahei!"

"Then I can't accept it!" Bu Qingjue flatly denied, "Wu Tong is not my pet."

Aunt Zhu wondered: "When you were rushing for the exam, Dahei was at your door all day long, didn't you live together all the time? Why aren't you your pet?"

Shaking his head, Bu Qingjue said: "I don't know when it appeared. It is so intelligent, maybe it was domesticated well by the previous owner, but it has nothing to do with me. I haven't even raised it. How can it be called that?" Master?"

"Hey, what should I do then? I told everyone that it is your dog... Forget it, just accept it!"

"It's really not good, I don't get paid for nothing, I can't have it, Aunt Zhu!"

"I don't care. You don't have to return it yourself. My task is to deliver the gift. Now that it has been delivered, I will leave first." Aunt Zhu waved her hand, put down the burden and left first. There is no Dahei in Tiancun, nor does it look like in the house, where did he go..."

Looking at the colorful packages on the ground, Bu Qingjue reluctantly picked them up and went out to return the gift.When passing the sycamore tree, he stopped deliberately, but his eyes were only white, and he didn't see the familiar figure.According to Aunt Zhu's description, Wu Tong is a kind dog, so the self who was bitten by a kind dog could be... an evil person?

Boss Qian sent a pair of ice cream, and Uncle Zhao sent a pair of cloth shoes... Bu Qingjue was standing at the entrance of the village to distribute gifts according to the list, and was about to go door-to-door to explain, when suddenly someone knelt in front of him and hugged his leg and cried bitterly: "Bu Qingjue! I was wrong Yes! I beg you to let your dog stop torturing me! I will compensate you! I will take all the money to compensate you, can you! Please!"

Bu Qingjue quickly helped him up, and after a closer look, it turned out that it was Qi Bing, who often drank heavily. His legs and feet looked bad, he was holding a bamboo pole, his hair was messy, his forehead was black, his expression was in a trance, and his face was full of tears.

Could it be that you are going crazy after drinking too much?

"What do you mean...?" Bu Qingjue asked a question tentatively, and Qi Bing grasped Bu Qingjue's sleeve tightly as if grasping at a straw: "Woooooo...I, I came to you at night last month The family steals money..."

"Wait! My family is poor, how could you steal from me?" Bu Qingjue withdrew his hand in dissatisfaction.

"I, what I think is that you have to go to the exam every year, so you will definitely leave some money, and you are weak, even if you are found, you can destroy the body..."

"You! It's really inhuman!" This person is too filthy, not as good as a beast, Bu Qingjue even thinks that Wu Tong is pretty good, at least he doesn't have so many plans.

"I know I'm not human, I was wrong! But your dog is too crazy! At that time, I was caught stealing things, and it snatched all the baggage. It can remember my smell and come to the door. It's the first time I bit my left ankle bone in the middle of the night, and the second time I bit off the ligament of my left leg in the middle of the night, and my entire left leg was disabled. I dared not sleep every night after that, and kept lighting candles for fear of it. It reappeared, and it was always wandering around the village during the day, which made me terrified! I haven’t had a good rest for almost a month, so just tell me whether it wants my other leg or not! Give me a good time! ! Or I will pay you all my belongings, and you tell me not to come to me!" After Qi Bing said, he excitedly took out his money bag and stuffed it to Bu Qingjue.

Bu Qingjue realized that he seemed to have misunderstood Wutong, and he couldn't help feeling flustered. He patted Qi Bing's purse away: "Where was the last time you saw Wutong?"

"Who is Wu Tong?"

"Big black dog!"

"Oh, it seems... It's near my house... Hey, just take the money... Don't run away! You don't want the things...?"

Bu Qingjue rushed to Qi Bing's house and searched the fence, but found nothing.In the wine tank, no.In the bushes, no.

Could it be that Wu Tong has left Pingye Village?Bu Qingjue sighed in disappointment.

"Wang!"

"Wu Tong!...it's Ah Hua..."

Ah Hua stared at Bu Qingjue curiously, Bu Qingjue and it looked at each other for a few seconds, thinking that what she was wearing now was the same clothes bitten by Wu Tong last time, so she came up with a bold idea: "Ah Hua, you can smell my clothes Do you smell other dogs?"

Ah Hua seemed to understand what he said, stepped forward to sniff, jumped at him twice, and ran away.Bu Qingjue followed A'hua, and chased to the post station outside the village that had been abandoned for many years. It searched around, and finally stopped on a slightly raised snow field.

Bu Qingjue swallowed his saliva, and dug up the snow with his hands. The piercing ice and snow wrapped his hands, eroding into his bones, and his shoulders and head were covered with silver. He didn't care so much, he just wanted to quickly confirm that he was buried Is it Wutong in the snow?

After a long time of digging, Bu Qingjue almost lost feeling in his hands, but at least he dug out Changxi. He barely wrapped his arms around Changxi, and staggered back to the cabin.

What he didn't know was that Chang Xi went out of the village three days ago to explore inaccessible places, dig a hole for himself to hide, and concentrate on his luck to survive the cold winter.As a result, the practice was interrupted by someone, the whole person was half asleep and half awake, and suddenly felt burning and stinging pain in the lower body. After a long breath, he struggled suddenly, knocked over the bathtub, rolled on the ground, and then stood still.Seeing clearly that Bu Qingjue was wet all over, holding the wooden ladle in the palms of both hands, and the boiling water in the pot was boiling, he was extremely surprised.

The poor scholar is short of food rations in the winter, want to stew himself?

Changxi lowered his body, bared his teeth, and made a warning sound.

"Are you okay?" Bu Qingjue heaved a sigh of relief when Changxi was alive and kicking. He picked up the bathtub and continued to scoop water into the bucket in the same posture as before. Regardless of whether the dog could understand human words or not, he said in a crackling voice: "I prepared warm water for you to bathe in, but my hands were frozen and I couldn't feel the warmth or coldness. I just burned you. I'm sorry... ah!" With a slip of his hand, the wooden scoop filled with half of the water fell into the pot, and the water splashed high. It splashed and sprinkled on Bu Qingjue's face and eyes. After Bu Qingjue exclaimed in pain, he wiped off the water stains and went to grab the wooden ladle again.

"Let me do it." A big, well-defined hand blocked him.

"No, no, no..." Bu Qingjue politely declined halfway, and quickly bounced away. He pointed at the man with black hair, picturesque eyebrows, and gorgeous clothes in front of him dumbfounded: "You, you, who are you? How did you get in here?" What? Hey? Where's my dog? Wutong! Where did you go, Wutong? It's cold outside, come back soon..."

Taking a long breath to suppress his anger, he brought back Bu Qingjue, who was shouting with his upper body stretched outside the door, and told him earnestly, "I am Wutong."

"How is it possible?" He was immediately denied.

"..." Take a long breath and take a deep breath, raise your eyebrows: "Does your shoulder still hurt?"

Bu Qingjue subconsciously covered his left shoulder. No one else saw the fight. Could it be that this person is really Wutong...?

"You... who are you?"

"I am the second head of the Yonglan Courtyard, with a long breath, and I usually take the shape of a black dog."

"Yonglanyuan? Where is it? It seems that there is no record in the book."

"Yonglanyuan is the stronghold of our dog and monster clan. It's in Hanmen Mountain. The book you read focuses on humanistic ethics and current politics. How could it record these things?"

"You're a monster!?" Bu Qingjue took three steps back, keeping a distance from Changxi vigilantly.

"Yes, what are you afraid of?" The long breath moved behind Bu Qingjue and blew in his ear. Bu Qingjue was so frightened that his legs limp and he couldn't speak fluently: "You, you, you don't want to! Do you want to eat me? Me and me I didn’t hurt you! I didn’t know that you were a monster and didn’t eat bones. Last time I wanted to hold an umbrella for you, but the wind was too strong and the umbrella blew away. Last time I misunderstood you. I’m sorry, my lord. If you have a lot, don’t worry about it, or you can beat me with a wooden stick until you calm down..."

Human beings are so funny and pitiful that they were so scared before they even made a move.

Bu Qingjue saw that Changxi was silent, so he moved lightly towards the door.

"Stop." With a long breath, Bu Qingjue didn't dare to move.

"Aren't you going to help me take a bath? Wash me comfortably, and I won't care about your fault."

"Oh……"