Lu Wu

After Hu San closed the balcony door, the living room was crackled and smashed into a mess by an invisible force. Only around the sofa seemed to be isolated by something. Lu Wu lay on Lu Shiyi's shoulder and watched quietly. A group of phantoms scurried back and forth in the air.Just when Xuying was about to rush to the bedroom, Tu Xiaosi walked out from the inside, closed the door with a little emptiness in his hands, a golden light flashed on the door, and a golden talisman was hidden inside the door.

It turned out that when she heard Sun Ying and Lu Shiyi crying, Hu San suspected that what she saw should be a state of being possessed by a soul, and that soul would definitely come to Sun Ying's house tonight.And the abnormal phenomena that happened around Lu Shiyi made them very concerned.The return of the seven emotions and the awakening of the spiritual consciousness, Kunlun Mountain has been looking forward to this for a long time in the passing time, and it is really unbearable.

So after reporting to Lu Wu through his spiritual sense, Hu San came up with the suggestion of pulling everyone to Sun Ying's house to watch the night.While waiting for Lu Shiyi in the living room, Hu San and Tu Xiaosi had already pasted the soul-catchers on every door and window in Sun Ying's house, except for the balcony door and bedroom door, only waiting for the prey to come.

The phantom was forced back into the living room by the real flame of samadhi released by a bead the size of a pigeon egg in Tu Xiaosi's hand. Hu San threw it in the air with a tactic, and only heard a "woo woo", and a large golden dog crawled on the ground. On the ground, the two front paws tightly protected the head, and one tail stood up straight, shaking in the direction where Lu Wu was.

"Shenjun, this is a golden retriever. It is said that it was imported from other lands. It is very popular because of its gentle personality." Hu San stepped forward and observed carefully. No matter how you look at it, it is an adult dog that is only one year old. Become a wandering spirit that can possess humans?

Lu Wu added another mute note around Lu Shiyi, and then jumped down.In a blink of an eye, Tu Xiaosi gasped and swallowed hard, before he dared to raise his eyes again to see Lu Wu who had turned into a human form with a flushed face.I haven't seen this god for a few days, why does he look so much better again?Squinting at Hu San, Hu San also stared blankly at Shenjun with the expression of a fool, tsk tsk, men and women take it all, what a disaster!Eleventh, wake up quickly, and bring your family's scourge home!

Wearing a green shirt, Lu Wu walked up to the Golden Retriever, pointed in the air, and saw the Golden Retriever turned into a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, looking at Hu San and then Tu Xiaosi with a pair of wet eyes, and then knelt down Lu Wu kowtowed three times when he landed.

"Shenjun, please ask Shenjun to be the master for me." The immature voice has the unique greenness of teenagers, which is inexplicably attractive.

Hu San and Tu Xiaosi looked at each other, this dog is quite smart, probably learned it when Hu San called "Shenjun" just now.

"Staying in the world and wanting to harm the human race, what do you want me to do for you?" Lu Wu said coldly.

Lu Wu has always been used to being cold, and the gods and immortals have long been used to his indifferent appearance, but the golden retriever has nothing to say about his grievances, so it is very easy to meet someone who can transform him into a human form, The mighty god who made him spit out people's words, but he accused him as soon as he opened his mouth, and all the words turned into tears, and he burst into tears with a "Wow".

Tu Xiaosi hurried back to the bedroom, and added a mute note on the bedroom door.And Hu San picked up the thin blanket that was kicked off and put it on the young man's thin shoulders, patting him afraid of him: "Don't cry, and answer the words of the god, do you still want the god to make decisions for you?"

Only then did the boy hiccup and slowly stop crying, and started talking about himself in a whimpering voice.

The Golden Retriever has a nice name, Coke.When he was two months old, the owner bought him home from a pet store. Coke liked his owner very much. It was a gentle young girl who claimed to be Coke's mother.Coke was very naughty when he was a child. Once he accidentally broke one of his mother's favorite vases, and his mother was very angry. It was the first time that Coke was beaten.When mother's palm hit him roughly on the head, he couldn't help crying.The mother immediately hugged it with tears in her eyes, but still reprimanded it seriously, and taught it that if it made a mistake in the future, it should sit upright and admit it to its mother, so that the mother would forgive it.

Soon, Cole grew up under her mother's care, and her flowing golden hair glistened in the sun.Coke remembered that it was at the end of last year, and her mother took it to the pet shop for a bath, saying that it was going to be a clean New Year.After taking a bath, the fragrant Coke was brought to my mother. My mother happily hugged it and kissed it several times, put it on a leash and prepared to take it home, but the Coke sniffled and smelled a familiar smell passing by the door of the pet store. The smell, and then the whole dog became confused, broke free from its mother's hand and ran out of the pet store chasing the smell.

When it woke up, it had chased and ran for an unknown number of streets, and it found itself lost.Looking at the crowds and traffic around him, Coke is very scared. It misses its mother and its warm home, but it can’t speak, so it can only please everyone who passes by, begging them to help it find a home .

One day, two days, three days passed, and no one was willing to pull up its leash to help it find its mother, except for occasional well-meaning people who fed it.It didn't understand why its mother didn't come to look for it. Is it because he was too naughty, so his mother didn't want it.Just when Coke was lying down on the side of the street, a black leather shoe kicked it. When he looked up, he was an old man. Using the human age calculation method, he must be over 60 years old.The old man looked at it with a smile, stretched out his foot and kicked it again, Coke stood up excitedly, did he finally meet a kind person who wanted to take him to find his mother?Afraid that he would leave, Coke made a move that he still regrets when he thinks about it. It jumped on the leg kicked by the old man.

Then it heard the screams and abuse of the elderly, surrounded by onlookers.The old man kept yelling and cursing that it bit him and wanted its owner to come out and compensate him.Coke was very confused, he didn't open his mouth to bite him, but it is also possible that he threw himself seriously and hurt him?So I quickly sat down obediently, hoping that the old man could forgive it.

What happened next is something Coke will never forget, and I can't stop trembling when I think about it.The old man made a phone call, and then came a man, a medium-sized, stout-looking man with a greasy parted hair and a stick in his hand.Coke's leash was finally picked up by him and tied to the railing on the side of the road.

Coke was in so much pain that he wanted to roll all over the ground, and the stick in the man's hand would slap it hard every once in a while, because the leash was tied, and it had nowhere to hide.But it remembers what its mother said, if you make a mistake, you must sit upright, so that people will forgive it.So every time after being whipped by that stick, it reluctantly sat down again, wagging its tail and trying to pray that the person would stop beating it.

But no matter how it sat upright, the man's stick showed no signs of stopping, and no one stepped forward to stop it.Soon, Coke felt that all the bones in his body were broken, and after uttering a final cry of grief, he suddenly lay down in a pool of his own blood.Coke thought, it can't sit up anymore, its mother doesn't want it anymore, and it can never see its mother again.The stick on his body was still being hit once and for all, but it could no longer feel the pain. With blurred vision, he glanced at the indifferent crowd around him and that vicious middle-aged man again, and he could no longer feel this pain. The temperature of the world's sunlight.