Ghost King's Vicious Dog

After Jiang Tian finished shopping for vegetables, it was nearly dusk in the sky.

The aunt of the vegetable stall was chatting with the uncle who was selling fruit next to her, "Lao Li, when will you close the stall today?"

The uncle replied: "It will be collected at eight o'clock. It's not peaceful here recently. Let's go back early."

As a reporter, Jiang Tian's radar started to work, and he asked curiously, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

The uncle pretended to be mysterious, "Don't you know, I heard that two days ago a perverted kidnapper committed crimes nearby, and two people disappeared in just three days. I remember a woman in her 30s was lost in the second ring road. Sihuan lost a young man, oh, about your age, I haven't found it yet, I don't know if he is dead or alive."

Jiang Tian calculated in his mind that when the disappearance happened, he seemed to be hiding at home for some embarrassing reason, and it was normal not to know.

However, the dates of the two disappearances are so close, if the criminal wanted to extort money, he shouldn't commit crimes so intensively, right?Or is it that he wants to gather sand to form a tower, and accumulate little to make more.After all, most of them came from ordinary families and couldn't afford the high ransom, but if there were two, three, or four hostages, each family would charge hundreds of thousands, which added up to a considerable amount.

In just a few seconds, Jiang Tian was already full of thoughts, and even started to think about whether the police would give a reward if he caught the prisoner.Since that perverted man and woman are not taboo, can he go out and squat in the middle of the night?

When Shao Xing saw Jiang Tian's sly eyes with a little money fan, he knew that he must be planning something again.

Shao Xing patted his head, "Okay, it's time to go back."

The apartment rented by Jiang Tian was located in a remote place, and the Maybach made a few turns in the small alley before stopping at the downstairs.

Shao Xing got out of the car and looked up at the appearance of this apartment: it is a five-story building with a red wall with a sense of age, only three units, no elevator, and the sound-activated lights on the first floor are blinking, very individual , It doesn't light up when someone passes by, and it lights up like a karaoke disco when no one is around.

The ivy on the outer wall of the small building looks like an old movie from the 80s, the inner wall is rustling, and there is a sound of water leaking from nowhere.

It is simply a dangerous house.

Shao Xing's expression didn't change, but he was already very disgusted in his heart.

How did he live in such a broken house?When he was in the ghost town before, Jiang Tian lived in a spacious house specially designed by a famous designer, with a gym, an indoor swimming pool, a sun room, a study room, and an entertainment room. As long as he could think of it, he basically set it up. Simply treat him as the apple of his eye.

As the saying goes, it is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal. How did Jiang Tian endure this simple life when he first moved in?

But after entering the house, the inside is fairly clean. There is a small round tea table in front of the fabric sofa, light brown wooden floor, and several pots of succulents growing on the window sill in the living room, implying the latent literary and artistic temperament of the apartment owner.

A German Shepherd came up to him wagging its tail, and threw its front paws on Jiang Tian, ​​rubbing against his hand for petting.

Then it saw Shao Xing, and immediately turned its ears back, baring its teeth at him vigilantly.

"It's okay, it's okay. Although he is not a good person, there is no need to bite him." Jiang Tian patted the dog's head, walked around it and walked into the kitchen, and put the shopping bag on the table.

Shao Xing saw a gray cotton kennel at the door of the bedroom. It was quite big. What was amazing was that there were still pillows and quilts in it, which seemed to be made by people.

He cast a questioning look at Jiang Tian, ​​Jiang Tian's ears turned red, coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, walked over and picked up the quilt and pillow that he forgot to pack in the morning, ignored the dog hair on it, and threw it directly on the bed in the bedroom.

Shao Xing watched him walk into the open kitchen, skillfully chopping vegetables and cooking.

Sitting on the sofa, he asked in an unclear tone, "When did you learn to cook?"

Jiang Tian didn't turn his head back, "If I don't learn how to cook, am I going to starve myself to death?"

Shao Xing sighed slightly, "Have you had a hard time this year?"

The person in front of him, when he was under his hands, was raised with clothes and hands and food and mouth. Three meals a day were prepared for him by nutritionists and star chefs, and the meals were adjusted in conjunction with monthly physical examinations.

Not to mention the housework, all the servants take care of it for him, when did he let him lift a finger?

Jiang Tian's hand for chopping vegetables paused, slowly clenched the kitchen knife in his hand, resisting the urge to turn around and chop him a few times, and said coldly, "I was living well before you came."

Shao Xing couldn't laugh or cry, "Didn't I tell you, I won't take you away forcibly, you don't want to go to bed... I won't force you anymore, so don't be afraid of me."

To be honest, the scene of Jiang Tian resolutely jumping off the cliff really shocked Shao Xing's always tough heart, and now he is somewhat wary.

Jiang Tian poured the fried celery into a plate, put it on the table, turned his head and glanced at Shao Xing, "Do you want to stay for dinner?"

"No need." Shao Xing stood up from the sofa, tidied his cuffs slowly, and said with a smile, "Today I just sent you back."

"That's good, I didn't cook your meal either."

"..."

Without saying a word, Shao Xing walked steadily towards Jiang Tian without changing his face.

Jiang Tian saw him approaching little by little, and his tall and slender body felt oppressive.After all, he was a little scared in his heart, shrunk back to the back of the table anxiously, picked up the spatula to defend himself, and even stumbled when he spoke, "What, why? You can't make a joke?"

"Do nothing, don't be afraid."

Shao walked up to Jiang Tian, ​​raised his hand to brush away the messy hair on the other's forehead, bowed his head and kissed, "Didn't I promise you to help you find the demon soul?"

He took out a small black velvet box and put it on the table. He didn't say what it was, but just told him: "Press it under the pillow when you sleep at night, remember?"

"what is this?"

Shao Xing didn't say it directly, but just smiled softly, then turned and left.

Jiang Tian stared strangely at his back as he disappeared at the door, then picked up the box, opened it, and found a silver-white platinum plain ring in the middle of pure white velvet. The style was simple and majestic, like a men's ring.

Jiang Tian put it on his ring finger curiously, it was just the right size.

He also didn't understand why Shao Xing asked him to press the ring under the pillow, and he didn't know how serious it was.But right now, in order to restore his own demon soul, he should treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Jiang Tian took off the ring, threw it on the table casually, sat down on the opposite chair and started eating without even looking at it.

He didn't notice that the ring rolled a few times on the table, fell off the edge of the table, and fell into Jinan's dog bowl with a bang, and was immediately buried by the full dog food.

When Jiang Tian finished eating, washed the dishes, played games, and tried to press the ring under the pillow before going to bed, he realized that the ring was gone.

Jiang Tian's face suddenly turned pale.

It will not end well if you lose what Shao Xing gave you, especially something sacred like a ring.

Jiang Tian still remembered that Shao Xing gave him an oil painting he had drawn on a certain festival a few years ago, and within half a month, Jiang Tian splashed oil on it while eating crayfish, a large piece of oil...

At that time, Jiang Tian was not as courageous as he is now. He was afraid that Shao Xing would see it, so he tried to remedy it. He asked the maid for paint, and painted it again from memory.

Facts have proved that he has no artistic cells.It took three hours to abruptly change a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation into a counterfeit product that cost ten yuan and three on the street stall.

Then he couldn't get out of bed for three days - back pain.

Thinking of this, Jiang Tian panicked even more.Although Shao Xing said that he would not force him to go to bed again, it was Shao Xing. Can you believe what Shao Xing said?Every word that came out of his mouth was torn apart and crumbled, all of them were fakes.

Thinking about it, Jiang Tian felt pain in his butt, and a burst of humiliation and panic rose in his heart.

He rummaged through the box to find the inexplicably missing ring, lay down on the floor to look under the sofa, removed the coffee table and the carpet and searched carefully, and finally he was so tired that he sat cross-legged on the ground panting.

Ji Nan looked at him without knowing why, and imitated him to smell around, and finally sat down beside Jiang Tian, ​​grinning wheezingly.

Jiang Tian rubbed it smoothly, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the dog bowl on the side of the table, and saw that the bowl was shining brightly, and there was not a single piece of dog food left in the bowl.

Jiang Tian looked at the dog bowl, then looked at the dog, looked at the dog, then looked at the dog bowl, suddenly he was shocked, and a terrible and fucking guess appeared in his mind.

Jiang Tian grabbed the dog's cheek with one hand, distraught, "You ate it? You ate it, right?!"

Jinan tilted his head, "Huh?"