My 1995 Small Farm.

But when Eva took the photo from the person behind her, Chen Ling took it and frowned again...

The frown wasn't because the photo was fake.

It was the creature in the photo that surprised him; it was the first time he had ever seen such a majestic and powerful dog, like a lion.

"And...purple fur??"

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed unconsciously as he began to recall the types of dogs he had seen in his two lifetimes.

He eventually realized that he knew nothing about the dog in the photo and had never seen it before.

The dog in the photo, like a Tibetan Mastiff, has a thick mane around its neck.

In the sunlight, its fur shimmered with a purplish-gold luster, like silk.

The dog had strong, thick hooves and sat alone in front of the mountain like a tiger. It was resting on the rocky beach by the river, and it really looked like a lion with purple fur.

But upon closer inspection, it doesn't seem to be a traditional Tibetan mastiff.

Instead, like the Central Asian Mastiff, its fur is not as thick as that of the Tibetan Mastiff, but shorter, longer, and more beautiful.

Moreover, he was all muscle, unlike the imposing and robust Heiwa.

The dog had a fierce look and an indescribable wildness.

Like the ferocious beasts in the mountains.

"Yes, it has purple fur. The reason it's called the Purple Qilin is not only because of its unique fur, but also because of a legend..."

According to legend, the Purple Qilin is a mythical beast with the body of a foal, its entire body is purple-gold, its head is as big as a bucket, its eyes are like copper bells, and its four hooves are like pillars.

Legends abound in Shennongjia, the Qinling Mountains, and Tibet.

In Tibet, it is even said to be the mount of a bodhisattva or living Buddha.

Eva seemed quite curious about the purple unicorn, and her words clearly indicated that she had done some research on this so-called purple unicorn.

"Chen, look at this."

The foreign girl even took out a yellowed piece of paper, which contained records of her encounters with the Purple Qilin.

That is what Eva just mentioned.

Legends about the Qilin can be found in Shennongjia, Qinling Mountains, and Tibet.

However, at present, the most detailed and specific records are found in the legends of the snow-covered areas.

The most complete and interesting one is related to a Tibetan king in the snowy region.

“A Tibetan king named Langdam loved hunting and often chased wolves across the wilderness. He disliked Buddhism and often forced Tibetan monks to take off their robes and follow him on hunts.”

Later, he carried out mass killings of Tibetan monks, causing widespread resentment among the monks in the temples.

But the Tibetan king didn't take it to heart; on the contrary, he was proud of it.

Later, this Tibetan king went hunting in Nanping, leading ten squads of mastiffs, five hundred cavalrymen, and three hundred archers, and pursued the enemy eastward for a hundred miles to hunt...

Suddenly, a heavy rain began to fall. His subordinates said that the clouds in the east looked ominous and that if they went any further, they might encounter something unlucky.

The Tibetan king naturally did not agree.

Continue the pursuit.

Continue walking until you reach a flat area in the valley, a place with dense forest and grass.

The warhorse seemed to sense something was amiss, and suddenly stopped, lowering its head and neighing incessantly.

Upon closer inspection, the vegetation in the depths of the dense forest ahead was swaying, and it was unclear what was hidden there.

The Tibetan king was alarmed by what he saw, thinking that a ferocious beast was hiding in the forest.

So he ordered his men to release the mastiffs to chase and investigate the situation.

However, to everyone's surprise, as soon as the mastiff was driven to the front of the group, it lay down on its front paws and refused to move.

Moreover, the eyes of these mastiffs were even more eager and respectful than when they saw their owners.

The crowd was astonished and tried to scare the mastiffs away with whips, but they stubbornly refused to move forward.

Just then, a low growl suddenly came from the dense forest, the roar deep and resonant, echoing among the mountains.

Upon hearing the roar, the well-trained mastiff actually barked back, echoing the sound.

The warhorses, on the other hand, were collectively startled and panicked, neighing and rearing up, restless and uneasy.

The Tibetan king dismounted and ordered the archers to shoot arrows.

The archers were terrified, and none dared to step forward and draw their bows. The Tibetan king was furious and personally drew his bow and shot an arrow toward the source of the roar in the dense forest.

at this time……

Then came an even louder roar, like thunder, shaking the soul and changing the color of the sky and earth.

They didn't know what kind of monster had appeared. After regaining their composure, they saw that it was a strange beast standing proudly on a huge rock in the forest.

This strange beast was the size of a foal, its entire body was purple-gold, its head was as big as a bucket, its eyes were like copper bells, its four hooves were like pillars, and it stood on auspicious clouds. With its fur flying, it looked just like a giant divine mastiff descending to earth.

In an instant, men and horses were thrown into disarray, and the mastiffs in the hunting party immediately prostrated themselves on the ground, becoming even more respectful.

Upon seeing this noble Tibetan mastiff, the Tibetan king dared not meet its gaze, dropped his bow and arrows, and cried out, "Divine dog!"

All the warriors in the hunting party knelt down in worship, and everyone called it a miracle.

So he kowtowed three times and prostrated himself nine times. When he stood up again, the strange beast had already disappeared.

The Tibetan king returned in a daze, fell seriously ill, and said that what he had seen during the day was not an ordinary beast, but a purple Qilin.

He remained ill for several dozen days afterward, but his condition did not improve.

Later, the Tibetan king repented, saying: "The purple qilin is a divine beast that sat beneath the Buddha. It descended to this mortal realm because it was dissatisfied with my actions. From now on, I will wholeheartedly devote myself to the Buddha..."

Several days later, the Tibetan king recovered.

After reading this record, Chen Ling was speechless. Wasn't this just a trick used by those lamas to fool people in feudal times?

What about riding on auspicious clouds, having the wind beneath one's feet, and roaring like thunder, causing the heavens and earth to change color?

Later, after he became a Buddhist, his illness was cured.

Honestly, Chen Ling was completely speechless.

For a moment, I really didn't want to talk, and I began to doubt the authenticity of this so-called Purple Qilin.

He remained silent upon seeing Chen Ling.

A brown-haired foreigner behind her said a few words to Eva.

Eva stepped forward and said, "Chen, George asked me to tell you that this photo was not taken in the snowy area, nor is it of a Tibetan mastiff, but it was indeed taken in the mountains west of the Qinling Mountains."

Rumor has it that the dog in the photo once followed a herb farmer who lived alone in the mountains for a period of time, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Oh, west of the Qinling Mountains is possible, but I don't quite understand Shennongjia that you mentioned before."

Chen Ling shook his head, thinking to himself, "It's not even the early 2000s yet, how come every mysterious event is already being attributed to Shennongjia?"

The geographical environment of Shennongjia is simply not suitable for the growth of mastiff-like mountain dogs.

Northern Mountain Mastiff, Mongolian Mastiff, Tibetan Mastiff, and Central Asian Mastiff are all mastiff breeds that can only grow in open areas.

Shennongjia is a place that would be perfect for raising tiger head yellow sheep.

As for the mastiff-like dog, Chen Ling felt it was mostly a misconception.

The Purple Qilin is clearly a close relative of the Tibetan Mastiff and the Central Asian Mastiff. Its large size suggests it has little to do with southern dogs.

"Huh? What do you mean? Chen, do you have any clue?"

Since Shennongjia was denied, Chen Ling likely knew something else, so Eva quickly pressed him for details.

"We don't have many clues. To find this kind of dog, you shouldn't go into the mountains. You should look in open areas, plains, grasslands, or plateaus. We don't have any very big dogs here."

The only dog ​​Chen Ling knew of with purple fur was a giant breed created by a female kennel breeder in Canada in later years. It was a crossbreed of various large dogs, such as Huskies and Border Collies. However, its genes were unstable, so it couldn't become a fixed breed, and its purple fur wasn't very thick. Therefore, there's no need to discuss it further.

As for himself, he said that he could try cultivating it in the future, and this purple unicorn is also a possible idea.

"They've been there, visited many places, and even stayed in the three northeastern provinces for a long time. They said the dogs there are very similar, including large dogs with wide, big heads, and some weighing up to 120 pounds."

The length of their fur is also similar, making them closer to the purple Qilin in the picture than Tibetan Mastiffs and Mongolian Mastiffs.

Moreover, the fur patterns are very diverse and varied, including rare colors like silver-gray.

However, there is still a gap.

Compared to the majestic and ferocious Purple Qilin, it paled in comparison.

Eva explained it this way.

Then he beckoned two men to come forward and speak to Chen Ling.

Then came the translation and relaying, and Chen Ling learned that they had communicated quite a bit with the kite hunters, and had not only negotiated with one kite hunter team, but had also followed them on their wanderings in the mountains for a few days.

According to the hawker, he had indeed heard of such a thing before in the western half of the Qinling Mountains, where there were large hoof prints.

It wasn't a tiger or a bear, but a dog's footprints, and they were bigger than a wolf's.

"That's strange. I've never heard of such a thing before. Could there be something even stranger than a wolf in the mountains?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Ling thought of legends such as Wolf-headed Wolf, Donkey-headed Wolf, Mountain Scoundrel, Wooden Guest, and Gluttonous Laughing Ghost.

"Dad, have you heard of such things? They say there are strange, big dogs in the mountains?!"

Chen Ling turned to Wang Cunye and asked.

The old man had just been proud of his son-in-law talking to the foreigner, but now, upon being suddenly asked, he was a little confused: "A big dog from the mountains? How big?" (End of Chapter)