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A very round ball of black hair, with four short legs swaying from side to side following the movement shown by the village chief.

Although it looks a little strange, and the sky is too dark to see clearly, it should be a dog, right?Even if it's a little smoother.After all, there is no monster that 'drives away the land god' in the plot at all. It is entirely because the fox ate the inner alchemy of the ancient monster by mistake and suffered from indigestion.

——Suddenly wanted to touch it.

The furry little black ball is only the size of a palm, and it can be held with one hand without any threat.Fang Zimo, who had no conditions to tame pets since he was a child, saw the evening wind blowing, and the soft fur also set off a layer of small waves, and felt a little itchy in his heart.

It's not fluffy, but seeing cute things, and the other party has no attack power, I just can't help but want to go up to bully and touch them.

"Yes, this is Qiongqi. The old man took a lot of effort to restrain it. It's better to kill it quickly and worship the God of Earth. Why don't you leave it to..."

"Immortal, this..."

Amidst the surprised voice of the village chief, Fang Zimo reached out his hand in a strange way, and touched it carefully, which was unexpectedly soft and comfortable.It was also this feeling of touch that awakened a small part of his forgotten memory - he always felt that the small black ball was somewhat familiar, so he had actually seen it before.

The second before he lost consciousness in the forest, when the fox pounced forward and tried to tear his body apart, it seemed... that he was intimidated to leave.

He could vaguely feel the fluctuating aura on Hei Tuan's body, so Fang Zimo took the lead in classifying it as a spirit beast.Maybe it's because it's a cub and hasn't fully grown. Now I can't see anything special about the little black ball, but it seems to be particularly suitable for raising it?

If you can train it from a young age, you will grow up to be a guardian spirit. Pet. Anyway, this world doesn’t care so much, you can take it anytime and anywhere, not only to satisfy your selfish pets, but also in the future. a helper.

"It doesn't matter, it's just an ordinary spirit beast. In comparison, what's more important is that there has never been Qiongqi in the village. Elder Mu probably misunderstood it before."

"Then... our land god..."

"It was the land god who accidentally ate the inner alchemy left by the ancient monsters. He left and returned to the forest in order to avoid unconsciously hurting the villagers." He found an explanation that was easier for the villagers to accept, and told the truth: "But the matter has been resolved satisfactorily. Now, the land god has returned to its original appearance." Although it was done by a scumbag author.

"How can this be an ordinary monster! This is a murderer! An evil beast that harms the world! If no one can subdue it, it will definitely have a bad impact on the village, and the village may not be massacred, so..."

"Then leave it to me to take care of it."

"Since the elder is worried that it will do harm to the villagers, please give this little beast to me." Elder Wangmu once again tried to cheer up the villagers' emotions. Fang Zimo was very happy to be rescued from the fox's paw in the valley. Stepped forward and took the black hair ball.

Although the hairball is small, it is also a hairball that has saved lives.

"you……"

"Okay, since the immortal said so, then we can rest assured."

This time ignoring Elder Mu's chatter, the village head of the strong man interrupted Elder Mu's words loudly, and once again bowed to thank the immortal who solved the problem.

As long as the land god is found, life will be guaranteed in the future, and there will be no future troubles, then everything will be fine.The villagers have no time to pay attention to Elder Mu who can only talk big words at this time, and they are completely convinced by Fang Zimo who has taken action.

The feeling of holding the little ball in his hand is very strange. Fang Zimo can feel its slightly higher body temperature from the palm of his hand, but except for this layer of temperature, there is no movement.Fang Zimo frowned slightly, and raised his hands close to his face, only to realize that the little black ball hadn't opened its eyes. Of course, the black ball couldn't tell where the eyes were.

"Senior brother." As soon as he groped and poked Xiao Heituan's face with his finger, he heard Bai Nianchen's voice from behind: "Why did senior brother come out? Village chief... why are you here?"

"Ah, Immortal, I was going to find this Immortal, but... it's not that Elder Mu caught the beast, no... it should be a spirit beast, so I wasted some time." The village head of the strong man said heartily Smiling, he took the opportunity to strike at a villager beside him. With his strong muscles, he patted the villager's shoulder. Even if it didn't take much force, the man was taken two steps forward.

"Everyone is ready. Now that the two immortals are here, let's start the dinner!" Village Chief Zhuang shouted, and quickly responded.Everyone was almost ready, but was interrupted by Elder Mu who suddenly appeared.Now that the matter is easily settled, there is nothing to hinder the enthusiasm of the celebration.

After explaining the truth and saving the black hairball in time, I was exhausted. Fang Zimo is not as strong as the protagonist in the original text, and he can attend a dinner party after a day of strenuous activities and his body is covered with scars.Moreover, as a modern person should have at least the common sense, you can't drink strong alcohol when you have a wound.

Thinking about refusing, Bai Nianchen stood beside him and said to the village chief and all the villagers: "Brother Fang is still injured, let him rest first." After speaking, he looked over meekly, and Bai Nianchen smiled gently.

In response to a smile, it is really not easy to refuse the celebration banquet by yourself, it will be much more convenient for others to speak.

As the main completer of the task and the protagonist who concentrated the light, Fang Zimo's departure is undoubtedly a pity for the villagers of Taohuayuan. Naturally, there will be voices to persuade them to stay, but what is more important than their benefactor's body.After repeated reassurance from the village chief, Bai Nianchen finally stayed to attend the dinner, while Fang Zimo left with the little hairball in his hand and returned to the house in two or three steps.

Stepping into the courtyard after staying away from the crowd, the gentle expression on his face became ferocious.

——He could clearly feel that the torn wound on his shoulder began to ooze blood again.

It's been a day... Even the protagonist needs time to buffer, right?Why is the plot so tight.

When watching novels or TV dramas, I always feel that the plot is long and boring and there is no progress, and the author or screenwriter is letting go. Now that I have experienced it personally, I start to complain about the audience clamoring to fast-forward the plot, completely forgetting that I was one of them.

In order to prevent anyone from appearing suddenly, he simply locked the window after entering the room before sitting back on the small round stool.After tidying up the mess caused by a certain villain author, it was only then that I had time to think about the reason why another time traveler in this world, Qi Guan Buxia, came to me, and why the other party ran away immediately after I learned his identity—— Could it be that he was worried about being retaliated against?

Carefully took off his shirt, and sure enough, he touched blood on one hand.I couldn't help but sighed again, the bloody scene that happened to me was no longer strange at the end of the day.After Fang Zimo cleaned up all this, he remembered the little guy he brought back, and since he put him on the table, he has never moved.

This little guy seems to have a fever?

I rubbed my fingers into the fur, and even without the experience of domesticating pets, I could feel that the body temperature of the little black ball was obviously abnormal, as if a warm water bag was covered in the black fur.Compared with the outdoors after sunset, the brightness in the room allows Fang Zimo to clearly distinguish the facial features of the black hairball.

Although the eyes are still closed, the small pointed mouth and short pointed ears successfully make Fang Zimo define it as a dog.But even if it's a dog, a person with spiritual energy flowing through his body is still a...spiritual dog in this world?

After groping back and forth, there was no wound on Xiaoheituan's body, which naturally ruled out the possibility of Elder Mu's harm and inflammation of the wound leading to high fever. Fang Zimo put on the ointment and had nothing to do, so he put all his thoughts on this on a dog.

Unprecedented touch, the soft fur of animals is really hard to stop.

"Are you awake?" The black hairball moved a little, and was finally awakened by Fang Zimo's interruption.The almost perfectly round black eyes opened, like two transparent black gemstones, coupled with the round face and ball body, it was so cute that people wanted to bully it.

"You will follow me from now on, so I will call you...Xiao Hei." Fang Zimo stretched out his hand to scratch the black hairball's chin, and Fang Zimo began to giggle unconsciously.It seems that every excrement shoveler talks to himself for a long time, and Fang Zimo, who has breeding experience for the first time, is no exception.

However, did the strong disdain in Xiao Hei's dark eyes mean that he had misread it?

"I'll be your master from now on, what kind of eyes are you looking at?" Unknowingly, he got into a fight with a black ball, but the other party didn't respond, and even moved his head aside in disgust.

Since it is a dog, it shouldn't be as cold as a cat.Xiao Hei's reaction was completely different from that of a dog in his imagination, and he was not worried about being bitten back. On the premise of Xiao Hei's harmless face, a reader used his fingers to knock down the hairball in a vicious way, forcing it to show its tenderness. .Soft belly, self-consciously shifting the target from the chin and ears.

——On the Internet, it seems that it is easier to get a good impression by masturbating like this.

A completely inexperienced novice, smoothing his hair with one hand, and holding down Xiao Hei who continued to resist and run away with the other hand, touched places that shouldn't be touched within two strokes.

"Hey, you're also a male."

With a sigh, Fang Zimo played twice in the private part of the black hair ball. The more he played, the more he played, and he saw the little black face who was pressed by himself on the table and couldn't move... It seemed to be darker, inexplicably, A pair of small eyes still looked at him, and his back felt chills.

"It's... small... hehe..." For a moment, he didn't know what to say, but felt the small body under his palm stiffen instantly.

Suddenly feeling that such an adjective can be regarded as hurting a dog's masculine self-esteem, Fang Zimo smoothed Xiao Hei's fur, who was stiff and completely stunned, and calmed down a little bit with the help of soft things. nervous mood.

The little guy is really new, and he thought that the one-night show of good behavior was enough to establish a rudimentary trust relationship. Fang Zimo didn't know if his skills were jerky and too inexperienced. The regiment even rushed towards him.

After easily dodging, there was a knock on the door outside. Fang Zimo was worried that his "lively" pet would fall off the table when he opened the door, so he subconsciously picked it up with both hands, and was immediately bitten back.