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The carriage went away, and the crowd left.

The big yellow dog who rushed back to Liu's house was kicked out of the gate by the groom officer.

The big yellow dog squatted at the door, licking the wound on his body, a little depressed.

Thinking about it chasing the robbers to the bandit's den, and then rushing back panting... Is it just because it is not of the same kind as them, so in their eyes it is a lowly species?

It knows how to repay kindness, because of a bowl of rice, it is willing to risk its life to die for them.But why do those people always practice it?

Those people called it a "dog," and it accepted.But why do they get angry when they say others are dogs?

Is that contempt?Does that look down on you?

From gratitude at the beginning, it turned into fear... Is the dog a friend of human beings or a slave of human beings...

A carriage is driving on the road, and passers-by are walking on the road one by one...

Pata~ The raindrops hit the eaves and fell down the tiles.

The raindrops fell on the big yellow dog's forehead, and the big yellow dog was dumbfounded.

Pata~ Another raindrop hit the big yellow dog's forehead, and the big yellow dog was dumbfounded again.

Pat, clack, clatter~ When the big yellow dog came back to his senses, he subconsciously shook his yellow fur.

The yellow hair trembled slightly following the movement of the big yellow dog.

After the big yellow dog finished shaking, it realized that it had just been beaten and didn't have much hair to shake, and there wasn't much rain on it.

Rumbling, the dark clouds in the sky gathered together, thunder and lightning struck down, crashing, a storm was coming.

The big yellow dog hid under the eaves, and the cold raindrops hit its body, and the wounds all over its body were stinging and painful.

Although some wounds were covered by fur, they still hurt.

The big yellow dog wanted to squeeze under the eaves, but the eaves seemed to belong to the Liu Mansion, and its owner seemed to have kicked it out of the Liu Mansion...

Bamboo baskets from nowhere rolled on the road.

The big yellow dog sniffed the dissipating blood in the air, feeling a little anxious.

When the wind blew, the bamboo basket was blown in front of the big yellow dog by the strong wind.

The big yellow dog raised its paw and poked the bamboo basket in front of it.

God:"……"

Before he could react, when the wind blew, the bamboo basket enveloped its body.

The wind blows and blows, the raindrops smash and smash...

The big yellow dog raised its paw, and gently opened the bamboo basket. The strong wind blew in, and the big yellow dog put down the bamboo basket coldly.

The wind is still blowing, and the rain is still falling.

The big yellow dog looked at the street through the gap in the bamboo basket.

The green trees on the street were bent by the wind, and the green trees wanted to straighten up, but the wind was as violent as a white shark, and it suppressed the green trees that wanted to straighten up again, and the green trees swayed their branches in dissatisfaction.

The branches swayed and swayed, and the grass ropes were wrapped around the branches. The grass ropes were full of clothes, and there were only a few pieces of clothes. Those clothes were blown into the air by the wind, and then blown to someone's house, and the tiles on the house fell off. It fell and fell into the puddles of water on the ground.

The figure in the stagnant water flashed past, and that figure brought a trace of blood in the air.

A trace of blood came, and the big yellow dog sniffed the remaining blood in the air, walked down the steps, and ran on the bluestone slab dotted with rain.

The rain at night was very icy and icy, and the rainwater hit the bamboo basket, splashing a lot of water.

That trace of blood is like a thread, pulling the big yellow dog.

Walking along the street into an alley, the big yellow dog ran out of the alley, sniffing the blood that seemed to be gone, through the grass, and came to a pond.

The pond was full of fireflies, and those fireflies were surrounded by an oil-paper umbrella. Under the oil-paper umbrella, there was a young boy playing with water and a young man holding an umbrella.

The young boy playing in the water is very beautiful, with a water-colored tulle scarf tied around his neck, the hand under the sleeve is bleeding drop by drop, the blood dripping into the water, sinking like a red bead floating in the water .

The son holding the umbrella is not bad either, he is extremely handsome, and the wine jug in his hand is wafting with the fragrance of tea, which is very clear and light.

The big yellow dog ran over.

Bai Ke listened to the frogs croaking and teased the fish under him.

The fish bit the scar on Bai Keqing's hand, and the blood stained the water.

Bai Ke looked at the rippling surface of the pool and then at the fireflies circling him, staring blankly.

Mo Guoke, who was reciting the scriptures, looked at the moving bamboo basket in the distance, a little confused, and stopped reciting.

Bai Keqing: "You don't want to talk anymore?"

Mo Guo engraved: "There is a bamboo basket passing by in the distance."

Bai Keqing: "Oh..."

The big yellow dog came to Bai Keqing's side, raised its paw, and lifted the bamboo basket covering its body, revealing half of its head.

Mo Guo smiled and said: "This dog is really clever."

The big yellow dog bit Bai Keqing's clothes and pulled him aside.

Bai Ke was a little dazed for a while, and wanted to ask clearly, but when he caught sight of the big yellow dog's trembling legs, he finally decided not to talk nonsense, and followed.

Mo Guo watched Bai Ke follow after him for a moment, thought for a while, and knew that this matter was not easy, so he also followed.

The big yellow dog led the way, and the two followed behind.

The wind and rain were mixed, the dead leaves were blown and fell, and the mud fell into the stagnant water again.

Because of this follow, the two were followed to the robber's den.

The robber's nest is very grand, it is a stockade, and the stockade is so big that it is surrounded by mountains.

The mountain is far away and requires a wooden bridge to pass through. At the end of the wooden bridge is the stockade.

The road leading to the stockade is a wooden bridge connecting the two mountains.

There is a stream under the bridge. Walking on the bridge is like walking in the clouds.

The two had just reached the end of the bridge when they were captured by robbers patrolling at the foot of the mountain.

Although Bai Keqing, who was touched by the robbers, tried his best to avoid it, he still couldn't avoid being touched twice by the robbers.

Mo Guoke is too.

The big yellow dog yelled and yelled, biting the robber's leg.The robber kicked over, and the big yellow dog was kicked to the tree trunk by the robber.

The big yellow dog retracted into the bamboo basket again and ran away.

To be honest, it's not that the two are too useless, but that the robbers are too cunning.

The robber threw a drug and smoke over them, and the two softened their bodies.Moreover, it was mainly because of the big yellow dog's impatience that the two of them chased after him without hesitation.If it weren't for the big yellow dog's eagerness to protect the master, the two of them would not be able to escape the robber's smoke and drugs.

Besides, in the face of a puppy calling for help, who would have the heart to ignore it?

But even if they knew that the result would be bitter, the two would follow without hesitation.

Moreover, if Bai Keqing didn't leave, the big yellow dog would die, and Bai Keqing didn't have any time to think at all.But even if Bai Ke knew something in advance, he wouldn't let Mo go to find reinforcements... because, isn't this the destiny?

If Bai Ke had asked Mo Guoji to move in to rescue the soldiers at that time, one person and one dog would have disappeared.

If you say stupid!Won't leave a mark?

But this is a rainy day. If you draw a mark, it will be washed away by the rain after a while, and if you leave a mark, it will be blown away by the strong wind.

What's more, two people and one dog are not of the same species at all, who knows whether the big yellow dog's call for help is serious or not?

Most people will follow, because when a dog asks for help, either the dog owner fainted on the road, or the dog owner was knocked unconscious by others and needs someone to help.

And these are all things that don't involve officials.

What's more, Bai Ke is now a prisoner on death row. If he meets an official servant of another adult, it's no wonder he doesn't die!

Even though Mr. Mo is the Minister of Dali Temple, he can't protect Bai Keqing.

The two passed out under the influence of drugs and smoke.

When Bai Ke was awakened by the nightmare...they had already fallen into the hands of the robbers.

Bai Ke looked at the pitch-black place, and subconsciously touched the water-colored tulle around his neck.

The water-colored tulle is thin and cool, and the wind blows, fluttering.

The feeling of suffocation still lingers in my mind and cannot go away...

Bang Dang~ The door was opened, and the light from outside the door came in, shining on Bai Keqing's body, a bit dazzling.

"Yo? Wake up, I was going to wake you up."

A person walked in outside the door. The person was in the shadows, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but by looking at his figure, he could guess that the person was not a rough man, nor a wretched person.

Bai Ke wanted to climb up, but before he got up, he was restrained by something.

Looking at the iron chains on his wrists and ankles, Bai Keqing seemed to understand something.

The man looked at Bai Keqing in the shadows, as if he didn't dare to go forward: "That's right, the little doll looks good."

Listening to the warm voice, Bai Ke hesitated to speak, and fell silent.

An inexplicable sense of familiarity...very familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere before...

While dazed, a person appeared outside the door, that person was also in the shadows, looking at his figure, he looked like a fat man.

Holding the handle of the knife, the fat man respectfully said to the person in the shadow: "Master, what should the boy do?"

The head of the family hesitated for a while, then said with a smile: "Eat it."

"..."

Bang Dang~ When Bai Ke regained consciousness again, the door closed again.

Bai Ke thought about it for a while, but he didn't understand, so... why did those two people come here?

Tip-off?impossible?

Bai Ke played with the chain in his hand, thought about it, and looked out the crack of the door.

The light squeezed in through the crack of the door spilled on the ground, the light was silver, it should be moonlight, it should be night now.

Those two people really came in at the right time?

Bai Kechen thought about it and fell into deep thought. He didn't come back to his senses until the chain in his hand was broken.

The top floor of the stockade, inside the mansion.

The sound of broken guns sounded in the night sky, and the bride was tied to the bed with disheveled clothes.

Several little maids gathered around the bed, fetching water and wiping themselves.

After the body was washed, a layer of skin fell off.

Not to mention how turbid the water for washing the bride was, the little maid picked up the handkerchief and wiped it, making her dizzy from tiredness.

The mother-in-law fetched another bucket of water from the well in the backyard, cursing and swearing.

The mother-in-law roughly means: A girl's smear is so thick, I really want to use a butcher knife to scrape off the bride's scorpion, it looks like something delicate, just wipe it and scream, just like a young woman in spring. ...

The mother-in-law pushed open the door, came to the bed with well water, threw a handkerchief into the bucket, wrung out the handkerchief, and rubbed the bride's body.

The bride let out a loud voice, and the mother-in-law became impatient, and scolded in dialect: "What is it called! It's not that I won't send you back! It's like what happened to us! You are doing one, directly Hang you!"

When the bride heard this, she burst into tears, and the pimples on her face fell off several more layers.

The maid was also very upset, so she pulled off the veil from the bride's mouth and replaced it with another veil to cover the bride's mouth.

The bride was very wronged, and when she heard what the mother-in-law said about sending her back, she was both happy and sad.

The happy thing is that her body is not broken, but the sad thing is that Liu Lang will definitely not want her when he goes back.

Crying sadly, sadly, make another one, strangle you to death with a hemp rope.

Don't do it~ Little Green Tea, do it again and your mother will tell you to go home and do your homework!

Do it~ Xiaobaihua don't do it, if you do it again, your father will spank your ass or not!

Don't do it~ Little Holy Mother, don't do it again if your brother picks up the Holy Father!