Chapter 93 Rabid Dog
The weather is very good today, with a gentle breeze and a clear sky. The Chinese toon tree, which had been distorted and had a distorted shadow that was incompatible with such good weather, finally calmed down at this moment. However, the "humanistic" negative emotions that had been surrounding it did not dissipate, but were all restrained.
The wind blew again, the shadows of the trees swayed in mottled light, and the rustling sound of the swaying branches sounded like a mother's gentle whisper to comfort her child... It was like a mother, and the dog corpses hanging on it were its children.
How can an angry 'mother' calm down?
Anger has been accumulating for years and has not dissipated. Naturally, it is better to release it than to block it.
Under Qing Bai's astonished gaze, the 'non-existent' branch slowly bent over like a woman's round and soft arm. The lush branches and leaves were like a natural cradle, rocking slowly with a gentle rustling sound. The cold and hard dog corpses became soft again in this swaying, their broken necks 'clicked' back into place, their bruised purple tongues and bulging eyeballs slowly retracted, and the 'dog meat' on the tree was reborn, wagging its tail happily.
The Chinese toon tree also looked very happy. Its branches with tender buds brushed gently over the dogs one by one as if calling their names. The chains broke wherever it passed, and the dogs, freed from their restraints, ran around the Chinese toon tree in circles. The arm-like branch remained still for a while, then spread out its branches, swept across, picked up all the dogs, and sent them all into the wide-open window.
The dogs that left Chunshu were like naughty children leaving their mother's arms. Their faces were utterly ferocious, hoarse growls emanating from their trembling throats, saliva streaked with black blood dripping down their fangs. The 1.8 by 2.1 meter window was filled with dog heads, each one struggling to squeeze into the room. Chunshu, outside the window, nudged the dogs' buttocks with a forceful push, and instantly, "the desperate dogs leap over the wall, and the pigs rush forward fiercely."
Qing Bai really couldn't help it, and pulled Jiu Nian back two steps quickly to the side.
In this way, it seemed as if they were making way for them, and some polite dogs even took the time to nod at the two of them when passing by them.
Qing Bai was not happy about being affirmed by the dog. He was afraid that Qi Xiaopang, who was chatting with Boss Zhou, would be accidentally injured by the dog.
However, the room was so small, and the dogs that had just come down from the Chinese toon tree were extremely agile. Basically, as soon as they jumped down from the windowsill, they kicked their four legs and pounced on the unaware Boss Zhou in the room like wolves and tigers. But in the blink of an eye, Boss Zhou, who was not tall, was overwhelmed by the dogs - those who jumped high would be bitten on the head, face and neck, and those who did not grasp the distance well and jumped low would still have many options to choose from. They would bite shoulders, arms, chest, waist, abdomen, thighs, knees and calves wherever they could get their hands on. It was a pity that those who were a little slow in their movements found that there was no place to bite when they landed on the ground. They could only anxiously circle around the "hill of dogs" and roar, trying to find a gap to squeeze in and take a bite to vent their anger.
Seeing that the dogs were taking revenge and grudges without harming innocent people, Qing Bai finally felt relieved. But then he became a little puzzled: "If they keep biting like this... will it be any use?"
It's not that Qing Bai looked down on the dogs' means of revenge, but seeing that Boss Zhou was covered with dogs and not an inch of his skin escaped the dogs' mouths, yet he was still chatting and laughing without any adverse reactions, it was inevitable that he would have this question.
Jiu Nian rarely failed to respond to Qing Bai's question in time. His eyes were fixed on Qing Bai's white fingers that were holding his arm, but in that short moment, many incoherent thoughts flashed through his mind. He looked pale and thin, so how could he be so strong... Human blood was so hot that it could spread the heat rapidly in his arm through the flesh and cloth... This feeling was a bit like the heat he felt from afar when he occasionally patrolled the oil pan hell when he was guarding hell in his early years... It made people feel upset and confused, but they couldn't say anything.
"...It's useful." Jiu Nian looked away, trying to force himself to ignore the warmth on his arm, but failed, and sighed subconsciously.
Qing Bai stared at Boss Zhou who was surrounded by dogs but didn't realize it. He used one of his ears to keep an eye on the person next to him. When he heard him sigh, his heart trembled twice. He thought to himself, how useful this is that it can make someone who has lived in the underworld for nine years sigh... Could there be a murder so early in the morning?
Qing Bai, who didn't want to call 110 and the emergency number for two days in a row, made a precautionary move: "...How about we ask him to leave first?"
At least don't die in their house.
Jiu Nian, who was distracted and reacted a little slowly, was trying to understand the deeper meaning of Qing Baihua. Boss Zhou, who had been chatting and laughing, suddenly pinched his neck and fell to the ground with convulsions all over his body. He was still talking in the previous second and was gasping for breath in the next second. Qi Xiaopang, who was chatting with Boss Zhou, was almost scared by this sudden change and stuffed the bun in his hand into his nostrils.
Qing Bai sighed regretfully: "I'm still a step too slow."
After all, they died in the house, but fortunately this house was not theirs.
Jiu Nian finally understood what Qing Bai meant and said helplessly, "...it didn't work immediately."
Qing Bai felt even more regretful.
Ai Chan felt very sorry as well. She reluctantly put the hot soy milk she had just poured into the cup and was about to drink back into the food cart. Then, with one hand, she skillfully patted the back of Qi Xiaopang, who was holding half a bun and was at a loss and choking on the other half and rolling his eyes. With the other hand, she took out her cell phone and dialed the emergency number smoothly.
"Hello, this is Chushan Farmhouse..."
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The ambulance quickly took away Boss Zhou, who was twitching and drooling. The villagers who were gathered at the door of the farmhouse to watch the excitement were not in a hurry to leave. They stood in groups of three or four, whispering to each other, and some of them kept asking Qi Xiaopang Aichan about the situation.
Qing Bai was extremely grateful that he was invisible at this time. As for why no one came to ask Jiu Nian, maybe it was because of his temperament?
At first glance, Jiu Nian, with his waist-length hair and all dressed in black, really looks a bit like a well-known employee of the underworld... On a morning like this when strange things happen so frequently, it's really unlucky. He doesn't look as friendly as the honest little fat guy and the smiling bald head.
Fortunately, Jiu Nian doesn't care about his image in the eyes of others. He has always been like this. If someone talks to him, he will answer if he can, and he would rather be quiet when there is no one around.
By the time Qi Xiaopang Aichan finished dealing with the villagers who were watching the fun, his throat was about to smoke. He drank half a bottle of mineral water per person before he could barely recover.
"You guys in Chushan are really simple folks..." This was pure nonsense. The gloating expressions of the onlookers were almost clearly written on their faces, but no one present minded.
Fat Qi elbowed Ai Chan, "Did you hear that? They're all saying this is retribution. It means everyone here knows full well that Boss Zhou is slaughtering the guard dogs and selling and eating their meat."
Ai Chan dodged Qi Xiaopang's elbow with ease: "We're all from the same village. We see each other every day. One dog bark is heard by the whole village... Except for hiding deep in Chushan Mountain, there's nowhere else to hide secrets down here."
"Yeah, that's the bad thing about the village. There's absolutely no social distance between neighbors." Fat Qi sighed, then changed his mind and said, "But Boss Zhou's popularity isn't that great either. When he was taken to the ambulance, aside from the dogs he keeps in the backyard barking anxiously, everyone else looked so indifferent. The doctor almost fell to the ground with a weak stretcher, but no one came to help..."
Qing Bai thought that it might not be because the doctor was too soft-handed and couldn't lift the body steadily, but because there were too many "things" on the stretcher.
Ai Chan put down the empty water bottle and said with a half-smile: "You can't say I'm indifferent. After all, other people are afraid too."
Qi Xiaopang: "What are you afraid of?"
Ai Chan said slowly, "Those people said that Boss Zhou looked like he had rabies."
"Ra...Rabies?!" Fat Qi was shocked. "Isn't rabies contracted after being bitten by a mad dog?... Boss Zhou just eats dog meat..."
Ai Chan shrugged. "Who knows... But from what the villagers said, Boss Zhou not only sells dog meat at his farmhouse, but when the farmhouse is slow, he also sends dog meat to several dog meat restaurants in town. The few dogs he keeps in his yard alone are not enough to share. Who knows where all that dog meat comes from... Maybe he ate too much dog meat of unknown origin, so he was inevitably infected."
It's not just that eating too much dog meat of unknown origin will inevitably lead to illness. Qing Bai recalled the scene of those dog souls rushing to bite Boss Zhou's body... Tsk tsk tsk tsk, if he had a physical body, there would be no time for the "rabies virus" to take effect. The dogs would eat him up on the spot without leaving even a bone.
But the reason why Boss Zhou is not popular in the village has also come to light. Due to "historical conflicts", every household in Chushan area keeps dogs. Even poultry such as chickens, ducks and geese tend to develop feelings after being raised for a long time, not to mention cute dogs that are good at guarding the house and wagging their tails and acting coquettishly. Those dogs that have grown up with people are like family members.
In such an environment, eating dog meat is already a minefield for him. If he just ate the dog he raised at home, others would at most spit and curse at him behind his back. But he opened a farm stay and supplied dog meat to dog meat restaurants.
Where did all that dog meat come from? Could he be hiding a dog meat farm inside his farmhouse?
Dog owners hate this kind of people the most. There's no way Boss Zhou is popular here.
"Alright, the emergency number has been called, the person has been taken away, we have done our best, everyone should do what they need to do," Ai Chan glanced at the sky, waved his hand, turned and ran into the mountains, "I'm going to keep the appointment!"
After all, he had not seen enough of the world. Fat Qi was still in shock over Boss Zhou's sudden illness. After all, the scene that resembled a rabies attack was really scary, and the new psychological shadow was engraved into his DNA on the spot.
If it weren't for the wrong time and place, Qi Xiaopang would have to take Xiao Meiqiu to the hospital for a few injections.
Qi Xiaopang wanted to soothe his frightened heart with words, but his friends had already run off with an appointment, and his brother Qing had completely disappeared into thin air. Qi Xiaopang hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked the quiet Jiu Nian, "He's gone cicada catching... Jiu Nian, what are your plans for the future?"
The question was asked in a roundabout way, but it was clearly written in those big eyes: Take me one, take me one!
Jiu Nian thought for a moment and said, "Let's go see the tree."
"???" Saying goodbye is an arrangement that mortals like us cannot understand. Qi Xiaopang's mouth twitched, "Okay, then I'll go eat the rest of my breakfast first."
Psychological shadows are nothing! People who work hard work hard!
Jiu Nian took Qing Bai, who was still invisible, around to the back of the farmhouse accommodation building and observed the Chinese toon tree that they had been "admiring" from the window from another angle.
The trunk was straight, the branches and leaves rustled, and everything looked normal under the sunlight, as if the dog corpses and arms were just a strange and bizarre realistic illusion.
Qing Bai looked up at the broken branch on the tree trunk and whispered, "Look at that scar... Does it look like an eye?"
Jiunian did not answer. He frowned slightly, raised his hand and gently touched the trunk of the Chinese toon tree, then hooked his slender fingers. The next second, he actually hooked out a shiny black feather from the seemingly clean trunk out of thin air.
"Is this... a swallow feather?" Perhaps the swallow girl who transformed into a human form left too deep an impression on Qing Bai, and they all lived in the same farmhouse, so when Qing Bai saw the bird feathers of this color, he subconsciously thought it was a swallow.
Jiu Nian frowned even more tightly, shook his head slowly, and said in a deep voice: "No, this is He Yu... Xuan He."
As Jiu Nian finished speaking, there was a crisp sound of "crack", and the three-story tall Chinese toon tree suddenly broke in half in front of the two of them.
Looking at the toon tree with its head and body separated in front of him, Qing Bai's first reaction was actually: congratulations, congratulations. From now on, the feudal superstition that "adopting toon will lead to the destruction of the family" has been further proved!
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