It was all disgusting.
This was the real feeling Bing Nandong had when he suddenly realized that he seemed to have tortured those who had tortured him in the past to death for who knows how many times.
He gradually realized that this world was a cycle. He was extremely fed up with those disgusting people who tortured him to death and rebirth many times. It would be better to kill them directly than to say goodbye.
He should have had a white moonlight, which was imposed on him by the heaven. He thought it was very normal in the past few cycles and did not pursue it too much, but now he tried hard to recall it, but he still couldn't find a suitable candidate in his memory.
What is white moonlight?
Is there anyone he's thinking of?
The answer is of course no.
So who is he?
A puppet without self, created by the laws of nature.
Bing Nandong thought it was ridiculous and absurd, but his life was just like that, so it didn't matter if he added some ridiculous plots.
However, perhaps Tiandao discovered that he was getting out of control, and some people gradually began to want to materialize his so-called "white moonlight".
This should be the fifth person who wants to influence him under the banner of doing good for him. It's so hypocritical.
Bing Nandong twisted the man's neck and gradually retracted it, watching the man's limbs shaking and struggling violently, his eyes red like a pitiful little rabbit, suffocating, and finally drooping his head, with his hands and feet hanging down.
Bing Nandong threw his body aside, looked at his hands, wiped them a few times with a handkerchief, and finally decided to forget it.
Anyway, he is dirty as hell and has no right to look down on others.
What is beyond the Way of Heaven? Why can the Way of Heaven control his life?
Bing Nandong was unwilling, resentful, and decided to try to break this sky!
He didn't know whether he succeeded or not, but the pain of his soul being separated from his broken body was too obvious. When Bing Nandong opened his eyes again, he found that everything around him was different. There were things running on four wheels, and streets that were obviously different from his own world.
Why was his sight so low? Bing Nandong wanted to walk, but found himself on all fours.
He may have come to a world outside of Heaven, or perhaps another hell under the rule of Heaven.
***
Bing Nandong quickly accepted the fact that he was a dog, and a dying puppy that was abandoned and put in a cardboard box and thrown in a corner with the garbage.
Unable to use spiritual power, extremely weak and pitiful.
His body was becoming more and more exhausted, but Bing Nandong didn't care. He might be able to die here.
For him, death is liberation.
Unfortunately, he didn't die. He was saved by a fool who stared at him for a long time before finally leaving. It wasn't in vain that some people in strange clothes had been lingering in front of him these days, trying to touch him, but were scared away by Bing Nandong's bared teeth.
But this man was different. He walked away and then came back, holding the umbrella over his head, getting himself wet, and asked him if he would like to go home with him.
There must be something wrong with this person, otherwise why would he ask such a question to a dog.
The man wrapped it in clothes, restricting its movements and preventing it from biting him.
Later, Bing Nandong lived with this person. He bought him a nest, various toys, and took care of him. Bing Nandong didn't know this person's name, but he thought he was very nagging. He would go out at a fixed time every day, but he would not come back at a fixed time. Most of the time, he would be late, waiting until it was dark.
But no matter how late this person came back, he would take him for a walk outside. Bing Nandong didn't like collars around his neck, and this person must have discovered that, so he wouldn't restrict him unless necessary.
Bing Nandong didn’t know what this world was like, he just felt that this person was extremely weak.
Sometimes this person would stay in the house with him for two days, holding him and watching a glowing object, in which various characters would appear and perform various stories, and he would also listen to music coming from a small glowing object with him.
This person likes to research dishes and share them with him.
This person gave him a name, "Maomao", which is really ugly.
This person is so long-winded and annoying...
Everything in this world is strange, only this person makes him feel familiar.
Bing Nandong would occasionally see various murders and car accidents from the large glowing objects... He felt that the place where this person lived was still dangerous, and this person was so good-tempered, so gentle and heartless, Bing Nandong was afraid that he would accidentally die outside.
But this person didn't allow him to go out when he was not around, so he could only wait at the door until the time was almost up, and he would feel at ease if he saw the person earlier.
Bing Nandong didn't know what kind of mentality this was. He hadn't worried about others like this for a long, long time. It was as if his degraded abilities were growing again.
It was obvious that not long ago he was looking for time to bite the other person anytime and anywhere. This feeling was so weird.
Bing Nandong gradually adapted to this place. This person seemed to be just like him, without friends or family, and was alone. This person was very lonely and afraid to leave. This is what this person told him. This person said that he should grow up well, and they would always be together and go on trips together in the future.
He doesn't dislike this person, so he can reluctantly be nicer to him while he is in this world.
So, even though his body had reached its limit, he still insisted on staying with him. It was not a difficult thing. Compared with this, the pain he had suffered in the past was nothing. Moreover, when he was with this person, everything would be forgotten, leaving only a warm feeling.
But the man told him “that’s enough, that’s enough”.
Is that really enough?
Bing Nandong felt that it was not enough, but he closed his eyes, because this person looked really ugly when he cried and laughed, and Bing Nandong didn't like him like that.
If only he could have this person in his world.
If only he could have met this person in the first place.
…
Forget it. If this person finds out that it is him in the puppy's body, he will be very disappointed. He might even look at them like those people, wishing him to die soon.
Bing Nan Dong came out of the puppy's body. The man couldn't see him, but he was crying sadly beside the puppy's body. Bing Nan Dong couldn't help but wanted to wipe his tears with his hands, but he couldn't touch him.
Bing Nandong knew he was leaving, so he did what he had always wanted to do: he ruffled the man's hair.
Don't be lonely, don't be sad.
Stay here and live a good life, stay in this place which is much better than his disgusting world.
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