The next day coincides with the upcoming monthly dog fighting competition in Difu Dog Fighting Ridge.
Liu Bufan's family looked at the streets full of ghosts and ghosts, and felt like they were visiting a temple fair when they were children.
"Brother-in-law, where did you and Brother Dog go last night? You were not back yet when we returned to the hotel."
"Oh, I sat with Bai Lang on the mountain for a while yesterday, and got a robbery by the way. But the guy was too weak, so I didn't make things difficult for him. I let Ninety-Seven beat him up and let him go."
"Brother-in-law, who dares to offend you? Is this life-threatening?"
Liu Bufan said calmly:
"He didn't offend me."
Jiang Cheng was stunned by these words, but he nodded immediately.
"In-laws, did we name the dog yesterday?"
Upon hearing Lao Jiang's inquiry, Liu Yiqiu peeled a chestnut for Wu Lingchan:
"My dear, don't you worry about us doing things? You can still see the seats more clearly when the time comes. I have spent all the pocket money I saved for several months and a full thirty yuan of ghost treasures on Gouzi.
I guess I can win two drinks now."
Liu Bufan looked at his father's proud look and tugged on his mother's arm:
"Mom, let me ask you, can we give dad an increase in his pocket money? It's so uncomfortable for this old man to go out with just this."
Wu Lingchan and Li Xiu'e were looking at the latest fashion brands on their mobile phones and glanced at Liu Bufan:
"You little heartless boy, men become bad when they have money, and you still speak for this old guy. You and your father are not good at all.
Wan'er, you have to take care of Xiaofan's pocket money, you know?"
Jiang Wan'er seemed to have received the imperial edict, raising her neck and looking at Liu Bufan:
"Did you hear that? This is an order from my mother-in-law. Starting from next month, my pocket money will be halved."
Liu Bufan regretted taking the initiative for his father, and now he got himself involved.
But looking at Jiang Cheng who was watching the candy man's silly fun on the roadside, and thinking about his little treasury, isn't it possible that his brother-in-law could use it as a rip-off, I was worried.
The family just walked around, played, ate and drank, and soon came to a huge dog fighting stadium.
The entire event space is in the shape of a huge dog head. Once you enter, you will be dazzled by the various participating dogs.
Some died after eating too much, some were scratched to death by cats, and some were bitten to death by chasing firecrackers.
The most outrageous thing is the slightly flat sausages. According to the introduction, they were crushed to death by the owner who weighed more than 300 pounds.
And this is just a corner of the dog fighting ring. More dogs that left the world in strange ways have regained their second spring here, one by one, full of life and eager to try.
"Uncle Liu, do all the dogs here have magic powers? If not, wouldn't it be unfair to compare dogs with magic powers?"
When Liu Yiqiu heard Jiang Cheng's question, he pointed to the sign in front and said:
"This is the mortal dog area. All the dogs competing here have no magic power. The purpose of participating is to get a good ranking and then have a good place to be reincarnated. For example, the owner loves dogs, the family conditions are good, and there is a place within a few miles.
None of them have cats or anything like that.
Further ahead is the low-level magic zone, and then the intermediate and high-level ones. The one I signed up for White Wolf is for the high-level zone, and the three-headed dog is also a player in the high-level zone.
For dogs with such magical powers, the purpose of participating in the competition is no longer to get a good fetus. They usually have an owner, and the competition is basically for the owner to make profits, so that they can live a comfortable life in the underworld."
Jiang Cheng nodded, this is only reasonable. If these dogs here are allowed to fight against similar people who can use even a little bit of strength, there will be no chance of fighting.
Just as a group of people were walking towards the high-end area, a familiar voice came from a cage nearby.
"Damn! Brother! I can meet you here! What a fate!"
Hearing this sound, White Wolf's entire dog trembled. Looking in the direction of the sound, a German Shepherd was running around in the cage, extremely excited.
Bai Lang took a look and realized that this was a familiar dog! He had met him several times on the plane, but he didn't expect to meet him again in the underworld.
Still thinking about it, I heard German Shepherd say:
"Brother, brother, why are you in the underworld too? Have you been stewed too?"
The white wolf was about to say something, but he swallowed his words again. What do you mean by 'ye'? This guy has a story. When he got closer and smelled it, a refreshing fragrance wafted from this German shepherd.
Come.
Bai Lang leaned over and smelled carefully:
"Brother, why do you smell like pepper?"
Apparently, the German shepherd, who had been sent to the underworld because of being stewed, still hadn't gotten rid of his habit of being a talkative. When he heard Bai Lang's question, a desire to talk came to him unconsciously.
Just listen to the German Shepherd saying with tears and runny nose:
"Brother, you don't know, my master is such a swindler.
I'm still a virgin at the age of 26, but the day before yesterday I made an appointment with a girl from the same city who didn't know where I was. She said there was no one at home right now, so the owner hurriedly took me to her house overnight.
Guess what?
This time my master really got it! That young lady was so beautiful, but while the master was taking a bath and I was watching, her husband came back!
The owner ran naked in front of me, and several carts of breadmen were chasing me with swords, guns, swords and halberds. Then the owner ran away, and I was caught. In the end, I was stewed by others!
Before I died, I heard the young lady’s husband say to use low heat and add more Sichuan peppercorns.
As a result, by the time I got down there, the smell of peppercorns hadn’t dissipated from my body.”
Bai Lang glanced at the German Shepherd sympathetically and shook his head:
"Brother, you said that you have such a master who lacked great virtue in the previous life, but let me meet you and I will give you a chance."
German Shepherd didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, so he saw the white wolf put its paws at its head and fired a beam of light.
Then the whole body of the German Shepherd dog felt refreshed, and the smell of peppercorns disappeared immediately.
"I helped you strengthen your physical fitness so that you can achieve good results in the mortal dog area. With your eloquence, you should find a cross talker as your master in your next life."
Bai Lang shook his head and followed Liu Bufan and his team.
Seeing Liu Bufan grinning and tying his brother-in-law's neck to ask for red envelopes, I recalled my own journey over the past thousands of years.
From being stolen by his owner when he was still a puppy, to his owner willing to do hard work for ten years for him when his life is about to expire, and finally growing up with his owner, even if he encounters many hardships and dangers, his owner never thinks of giving up.
Own.
Tears could not stop flowing down.
At this moment, Liu Bufan gave Gouzi a flying kick and laid him down:
"What are you doing whining! Look at how bad you are, I'll stew you when I get home!"
The white wolf rolled on the spot, putting all the memories in his mind aside, wagging his tail flatteringly:
"Hey, Master, it's said that stewing dog requires a low heat and more pepper."
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This reader, the author has to prepare for a very, very important exam this month, so I may only be able to update once a day this month. Please understand and return to normal after that.