Chapter 58 What if I’m such a big dog? This monk is not very good. Not far from the entrance of the alley, Pinggong Qianye looked at the dog spirit that had completely disappeared, feeling a little confused. This dog spirit is not very strong, and its danger value is at most 4, but the monk from Kichijoji just now found it a bit difficult to deal with. Not only was the power of his mantra chanting greatly reduced, but his own physique was also extremely weak. The middle-aged man who had just attacked him was just an ordinary adult male. If he had trained his physique for a few years, it would have been impossible for him to be defeated by the other person, let alone be almost killed. Perhaps, he did not practice any physical techniques such as Vajra Body, but took the path of pure internal cultivation. If I compare myself with him, he should be like Xu Xian after he became a monk, while I am Fahai who shouts "Great and Mighty Heavenly Dragon, where can the evil spirit go?" "what happened?" Seeing that Hiramiya Chiye remained silent, Horii Suzune asked softly. "It's time to go back."
He was a little disappointed with this monk from Kichijoji, and Heimiya Chiye had no intention of greeting him. "I didn't expect there would be such a big black dog. No wonder it could bite someone to death." “It’s indeed unusually large.” "Hiramiya-san, come to think of it, you are much more abnormal than it." "Amitabha." The figures of Hiramiya Chiya and Horii Suzune gradually walked away, and then they went their separate ways and went home. …… What about me, such a big dog? Chi Shangyuanye, who was subdued by two police officers and shot in the shoulder and leg, lay on the ground, staring at the empty alley entrance with only the orange sunlight on it, in a daze. Jiro had clearly managed to escape from the encirclement of the police and mages, but why did he disappear without a sound? Why did it suddenly disappear? What kind of power and person could kill Jilang in such a short time? why? why? Why hurt Jilang! It is more precious and important than any other person! After coming to his senses, Ikegami Yuanye began to struggle frantically. The two police officers who were pinning him down were almost thrown to the ground. They were all surprised at the strength of his struggle. But this struggle only lasted a few seconds, and Ikegami Harano fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss. "First send the prisoner to the hospital for treatment, and then conduct a proper interrogation after he wakes up." After giving instructions to the two police officers, Officer Mikami led a police officer who had arrived behind him and Monk Ruyi into the house. There was nothing unusual on the first floor, so I went up to the second floor and came to the room surrounded by iron sheets. The door had been kicked open by the two police officers, and a stench of blood mixed with the stench of decay hit the face, making people want to vomit. After entering the door, the scene before them made Officer Mikami and others feel their scalps tingling. This place is basically a small dog slaughterhouse.
In the room of about 18 square meters, there is a small iron operating table in the middle, with ropes specially used to tie the dog's limbs, a dog muzzle to prevent it from biting and barking, and a bleeding trough on each side. Below the blood drain trough are two red plastic buckets for storing blood. On the left wall, there are already three full plastic buckets filled with dog blood. It has basically turned black, but there are no flies flying around. Two iron wires were hung on the window sealed with iron sheets, and on them were hung various knives used specifically for killing dogs. There were two dogs below that had not been dealt with yet, their throats had been cut. In the left and right corners there was a pile of dog bones. The pile on the left is shorter and contains only the skulls of stray dogs, while the pile on the right is slightly taller and contains bones from other parts of the body. The two people who came in earlier had already checked the room inside and out. Officer Mikami overcame the urge to smoke a cigarette, calmed himself down, and then asked, "Have you found out who owns this house?" "Found it. The owner of this house is called Ikegami Nohara. He is a garbage disposal worker nearby and is responsible for disposing of the surrounding garbage cans on a daily basis." After comparing the photos, it was indeed the criminal who intended to kill Monk Ruyi. "Amitabha." Monk Ruyi did not stay long and left under the escort of a police officer. …… If it is said that he killed his parents. Ikegami Nohara would not recognize them, because he was only five years old at that time and his impression of his parents was still vague. Even to this day, he cannot remember what his parents look like. However, he should be an unknown person, or an orphan abandoned by the goddess of luck. If this were not the case, how could his parents have left him when he was five years old? How should life be lived? This is a very deep and serious question. Before he was eighteen, Ikegami Nohara had never thought about this question. What he thought about most was where he should go to pick up trash today, which place would yield more trash, which kind of trash was more valuable and could be exchanged for a hot meal. It wasn't until his eighteenth birthday that he found a recently abandoned puppy while picking up trash. It is the same fate of being abandoned. He thought about his own life. He rescued the puppy, named it Jiro Ikegami, and regarded it as a blessing from God. From that day on, he began to think more and work harder. When he was twenty-one years old, he became a garbage disposal worker, which was his first formal job. Apart from taking care of Jilang, he has no other hobbies and no leisure activities. woman?
That thing is very annoying. Besides asking him for money, he either dislikes his profession, or he just likes to point fingers at his life. He didn't need it, having Jiro by his side was enough for him. With very low consumption and not much extra expenses, he gradually saved a lot of money and bought his first house, a simple two-story bungalow. Apart from work every day, he would play with Jilang. They would go for walks by the river, go to the park, play ball, run races, go shopping together... Every year when he has a longer vacation, he takes Jiro to a farther place, such as Mount Fuji or Hokkaido, to see the snow, the sea, and the cherry blossoms... He originally thought that life could go on like this forever. But later, Erlang fell ill, and his illness was very serious. He consulted many doctors and spent a lot of money, but to no avail. They said that Erlang was old and died of old age. Haha, he doesn’t believe this. Since people can live to be seventy or eighty years old, why can't Erlang live to that age as well? Those doctors must be useless. They can only diagnose and prescribe medicine according to the knowledge taught in books. Everything else can be done by instruments. It was normal that they couldn't find a way to cure Erlang. If they couldn't heal him, then he would heal Erlang himself. Jilang is his brother and also his child. The blood shed between relatives should be the same, right? He had heard of this kind of treatment before in his not-so-short life. He fed Erlang several bowls of his own blood, but it had no effect. At that time he thought that Erlang was still a dog after all, and his blood was different from itss. Later, he caught a few stray dogs and fed Erlang with their blood. In order to make the stray dogs bleed more, he used a small knife to cut off their flesh piece by piece, leaving only the bones. Later, Erlang gradually began to glow and returned to normal. Perhaps because he had just recovered from a serious illness, Erlang was very afraid of light, so he sealed the windows with iron sheets to prevent the sunlight from coming in. Although I can no longer go out and play with Erlang, it’s good that Erlang is still alive and he can always be with me. People must know how to be content. In order to make Erlang the same as himself, he began to feed him with his own blood, but it was too little, so he could only use other people's blood to feed Yelang. He didn't want to do that, but for Jilang, he had to do it. But he is a human being, so he still struggles with the little conscience he has left for such a crime. Haha, someone actually cursed Erlang as a dog? He deserves to die! Everything was moving towards a better future.
But, but his Erlang, such a big Erlang, suddenly disappeared? Erlang must have been killed secretly! revenge! He must avenge Jilang! Revenge! Revenge! Revenge! kill! kill! kill! kill! (End of this chapter)