Chapter 11 Listen to what most domestic dogs go through...
This is a long story, and Di Ting has always been a playful person.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva doesn't strictly control it; it's common for it to go to the human world to freeload.
When Jiang Yuzhi had just settled down in the underworld, she often made little clothes for it to wear, which allowed it to have some peace and quiet in the underworld for a while.
A ghost and a dog stayed together for a year or two.
As the affairs of the underworld increase, the number of ghosts also only grows. Whenever Di Ting relaxes, all sorts of ghostly cries will pierce its brain.
So it was more willing to shed its majestic appearance and transform into a large white dog, running off to the human world to eat, drink, and have fun.
Unlike ghosts, mortals have weak consciousness, and their voices can be easily blocked by the Listening God.
The Di Ting wanders from house to house, skillfully attracting mortals to feed it with its cute appearance.
However, there will always be a day when a horse stumbles.
It accidentally fell into another world, was picked up from a trash can, and in its sleep, it painlessly lost the most important thing in its animal life.
Facing the unfamiliar ceiling, Di Ting let out a desperate cry. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, sensing his beloved pet's breakdown, finally found it and took it back with two round objects.
Di Ting had been living in seclusion by the side of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva for a long time, unaware of worldly affairs. He was also unaware that one of the coins had been taken by the Emperor of Fengdu and made into a Soul-Soothing Bell, which was then given to Jiang Yuzhi.
Having finally emerged from the shadows, and thinking of the like-minded playmates she hadn't seen in a long time, she excitedly rushed back to the human world.
I never expected to be hit with such a blow right after we met. How could they just hang their... on their waist like that? How could they!
Jiang Yuzhi remained silent, suddenly feeling a bit disgusted with the bell at her waist, unsure whether to touch it or not.
"Good dog, do you want to get dressed? I made some new ones." She looked down and busily rummaged through the small bag slung across her shoulder, not daring to look into those wet eyes.
She was afraid that if they made eye contact, she wouldn't be able to help but burst out laughing.
"Okay." Di Ting replied listlessly, wanting to put the matter behind them for now.
Jiang Yuzhi squatted on the ground, pinched Di Ting's paw and dressed it. The light yellow vest was put on Di Ting, but the buttons were a little tight. Just how much did this dog eat?
Sensing Jiang Yuzhi's suspicious gaze, Diting stubbornly sucked in his stomach and squeezed himself into the small clothes that always fit him perfectly.
"Never mind, I'll alter it and then let you wear it."
"Oh, okay, weave weave weave, you can't dislike me." Di Ting looked at her pitifully.
"How could that be? They're chubby and cute." Jiang Yuzhi even spoke in a high-pitched voice, saying that they felt really nice to the touch.
"Hehe, Zhizhizhi, you're the best, mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah."
"By the way, what's with weaving one, two, three, four?" Jiang Yuzhi pinched Di Ting's cheek.
"Aww, like cassia wood, the first one is gone." Jiang Yuzhi couldn't understand a single word of the unclear explanation, and Di Ting was practically drooling.
She quickly let go of her mischievous hand.
The chubby dog shook its head and said again, "They are ghost messengers. Their souls are injured and they can't work in the underworld, so they were sent here. Xie Bi'an said it would save him the trouble of maintaining the activities of the four paper figures."
After squatting and playing with Di Ting for a while, my legs and feet started to feel numb. I was just about to get up and move around a bit before going upstairs to make Zhou Quan's funeral clothes and alter Di Ting's jacket to be a little bigger.
Zhi'er came in to find her and saw that the young lady and Lord Di Ting were still squatting in the porch after a long while. She felt a little strange but didn't ask any questions.
"Miss, the shop assistant from the shop across the street is here and says he wants to see you."
Ah Zhao? It's rare for him to come alone. Could something have happened to Bai Yan?
"I see."
As soon as the curtain was lifted, A-Zhao rushed over as if she had seen a savior, almost kneeling down before Jiang Yuzhi, but was supported by Zhi'er.
"Manager Jiang! Is Young Master Jiang here? Please go and see my young master! Ever since you left yesterday, he vomited a lot of blood and fainted after returning. We've already summoned the imperial physician. If even Young Master Jiang can't help him, then..."
Jiang Yuzhi frowned deeply. "Does Your Highness know?"
"His Highness has gone to the granary and has already sent someone to deliver the message."
"Don't worry, I'll go with you right now."
"That Second Young Master Jiang?"
"It's the same for me to go, let's go."
"Okay, okay."
Before she could leave, Di Ting caught up, grabbed Jiang Yuzhi's leg, and wagged its tail rapidly, clearly wanting to go with her.
"This dog?" Ah Zhao hesitated.
Jiang Yuzhi made up a lie without any expression, "My family raised it since it was a puppy, and it was only sent here a few days ago. In case Mingze is bewitched, it can call his soul back."
"Okay, let's go quickly then."
The backyard of the cloth shop was much smaller than the Bai family mansion, and a strong bitter smell could be smelled as soon as you walked in.
Di Ting's sense of hearing and smell was a hundred times stronger than that of humans and ghosts. He couldn't help but hold his breath and nudged Jiang Yuzhi with his head, signaling her to hurry up, or he wouldn't be able to hold on.
Jiang Yuzhi thought that Di Ting had heard that Bai Yan was about to die, so she became anxious and quickened her pace.
There was only one imperial physician in the bedroom, who looked quite old.
His beard was not short, half black and half white, and there was a deep "川" character between his eyebrows.
He heard footsteps, turned around to look, and saw a dog following behind. He glared at the dog and said angrily, "What time is it? Why are you bringing a dog in?"
Ah Zhao tried to smooth things over, "Doctor Zhang, this is Manager Jiang, the one who gave us the pharmacy before. The dog... the dog is one of their folk remedies."
Di Ting proudly puffed out its chest.
"Physician Zhang, may I take a look at him?"
The skeptical old man, thinking of the highly effective prescription, took a step back, which was considered an agreement.
Jiang Yuzhi quickly stepped forward.
Bai Yan's complexion was even worse than when they first met; he looked ashen, and his breathing was almost inaudible.
She pretended to take Bai Yan's pulse, her heart aching slightly.
The physical contact allowed the power of the Sheji Tu to flow into Bai Yan's body more quickly. Di Ting moved closer to him, its moist nose rubbing against the back of his hand.
"He's fine. His body is repairing itself. You can't build something new without breaking down the old."
Di Ting quietly explained Bai Yan's physical condition to Jiang Yuzhi.
"Is there anything I need to do?"
"Standing close to him, the current situation is probably due to insufficient strength during the repair process."
"good."
"How long have you known each other? It's gotten to the point where it can be repaired."
"Not long after, when the two of us got closer, the power of the Sheji Tu seemed to be circulating faster, and I guess the Sheji Tu should be inside his heart. Brother Xie, Brother Fan, I saw golden light coming out of his heart."
"Wow, is that so? Then why don't you lean against his chest? That might help you recover faster." The innocent puppy couldn't possibly have any bad intentions; all it did was open its mouth wide in surprise at the news it had just learned.
"Wouldn't that be a bad idea?"
Jiang Yuzhi thought to herself that what she was saying wasn't very good, but she still tried to get closer to him.
Physician Zhang watched as the man and dog crouched beside the young master's bed, whispering furtively about something. The young woman kept touching the young master's hand and now seemed to want to snuggle into his arms.
I can't take it anymore! "Manager Jiang, haven't you finished looking at it yet?"
Jiang Yuzhi felt a little regretful that her unfinished action was interrupted, but she didn't let go of Bai Yan's hand, which remained pressed against his chest.
"I pressed on his chest acupoints; his pulse was too weak, so I helped strengthen it."
"Is that so? How is it now? May I take a look?"
Physician Zhang was completely untrustworthy; in all his years of medical practice, he had never heard of such a medical method.
"certainly."
As he approached, Bai Yan's complexion was indeed much better; at least it wasn't a deathly pale gray, and his lips were a light pink.
After taking the pulse, it was indeed stronger. Could this method really work?
The way Imperial Physician Zhang looked at Jiang Yuzhi gradually changed from scrutiny to admiration, and then to fervent admiration.
"This is the first time I've ever seen such a technique. May I ask which divine physician Manager Jiang studied under? I was ignorant and offended you earlier. Please don't take it to heart, Manager." He then bowed with his hands clasped.
Jiang Yuzhi's hand remained still, unable to dodge, and she awkwardly said, "It's...it's a family heirloom, haha."
"I see. Once you're feeling better, sir, could you perhaps discuss this with me?"
The earnest and enthusiastic old man looked at Jiang Yuzhi with bright, expectant eyes.
What should I do? What should I do? I don't know how!
"You're too kind, Imperial Physician. I only know the basics. My second brother is an expert in this field. Why don't we wait for him to return, and I'll introduce you to him?"
I'm sorry, Brother Xie.
"That's fine, that's fine too, at that time I..."
Bai Yan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly coughed and struggled to wake up, interrupting the rest of the conversation.
"Bai Yan! You're such a good person! Even when you were unconscious, you didn't forget to help me out." Jiang Yuzhi thought to herself, deeply moved, and vowed to do something for him.
"Mother...my lady..." Bai Yan's voice was very soft, and Jiang Yuzhi could only barely hear the word "my lady," so she thought he must be dreaming of the princess.
Di Ting, who heard everything clearly, stiffened for a moment. Does this kid have a wife? Then why did Xie Bi'an say that he provoked Zhi Zhi? Could he be a heartless man?
Bai Yan slowly opened his eyes, feeling a chill in his chest. He looked down and saw a pale, white hand that looked very familiar.
My gaze shifted upwards, and the face from my dream suddenly came into view.
Bai Yan's eyes widened. Before he could even confirm whether he was still dreaming, Imperial Physician Zhang leaned over, pried open his eyelids, examined him, and took his pulse.
Yes, I'm not dreaming, otherwise why would an old face appear?
Jiang Yuzhi withdrew her hand and sat sideways on the edge of the bed, her legs touching Bai Yan's through the blanket.
"Yes, you're feeling better. You just need to rest and recuperate."
Physician Zhang packed his medical kit, called Ah Zhao over, and gave her some instructions on things to be careful about.
Every time Physician Zhang came, he would repeat these words, and Ah Zhao remembered them perfectly.
"Manager Jiang, when your brother has time, please send me a message so I can pay him a visit."
"Okay, okay, I will."
The old man, satisfied with the affirmative answer, left, and A-Zhao followed him out to see him off.
Only the two of them and a dog remained in the bedroom.
Would you like some water?
"good."
There was warm water in the teapot beside him. Bai Yan took a sip from Jiang Yuzhi's hand, but his eyes were fixed on her blankly.
"Why did Yuzhi come here? I'm sorry to have worried you. Is Second Brother Jiang still angry?"
"Do you know what he's angry about?" Jiang Yuzhi asked knowingly.
Bai Yan shook his head.
How could I not know? It must be because he's a sickly man who can't provide a future for his wife, yet he still dares to have designs on her and try to steal her away.
"It's okay if you don't know, just ignore him."
"Woof! How can I ignore him? What if this kid really is a heartless bastard!"
Di Ting got anxious.
Bai Yan finally noticed the rather large white dog. "What's this?"
"My dog, whom I've raised since it was a puppy, was delivered yesterday."
"Male or female?"
"It's a male, isn't it cute?"
"Has it been neutered? If not, I have experienced people who know about this. Neutered dogs are more docile," Bai Yan sincerely suggested. He had a friend who liked dogs and knew something about this.
Unexpectedly, the previously docile white dog suddenly went berserk, barking wildly at him.
Jiang Yuzhi suppressed a laugh, controlling Di Ting with both hands. Although she couldn't understand what it was saying, she knew it was cursing very filthy.
"Thank you for your kindness, Mingze, but I've already been castrated."
A note from the author:
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[Ear] Is anyone there?
Listen closely: There is no hope for the beast's life.
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