When Liang Churen woke up from his dream, it was already morning, and the morning sun appeared, and the golden sunlight shone on the wall through the doors and windows.

But he immediately sensed that something was wrong. This is not his bachelor's dormitory, he is lying in a pile of hay, there is no bed, no table or chair, and the doors and windows are very old.

He habitually touched his side, and there was nothing. He sat up sharply and looked around. Well, where did Di Ting, where did Di Ting go?

He clearly remembered that Di Ting had left yesterday, and he had fallen asleep in the weeping with Di Ting in his arms.

Di Ting is his pet dog and his only relative after the death of his parents. He has been a special soldier for fifteen years, and Di Ting has been with him for fifteen years.

During this period, he experienced hundreds of battles, large and small, and every time he encountered danger, Di Ting would go out of his way to protect him, and he suffered dozens of major and minor injuries.

Later, they were demobilized together, and he became a criminal policeman, and Di Ting was too old to walk.

A few days ago, he set out on an urgent mission and entrusted Diting to a friend who runs a pet clinic. A friend told him at the time that Diting couldn't last two days.

When he returned in a hurry to complete his mission, Di Ting saw his eyes light up, his tail wagged, licked his hand with his tongue, and then slowly closed his eyes.

My friend said with tears in his eyes. Di Ting couldn't do it five days ago, and he insisted on five days in order to see you for the last time.

He carried Di Ting back to his dormitory, cried with it for a day and a night, and finally fell asleep with Di Ting in his arms when he was tired and hungry.

Listen, although it's gone, its corpse should be there!

Could it be that someone sneaked in while I was asleep and stole Di Ting's body? Liang Churen habitually called Di Ting's name and searched for it in the house. How he wished that Di Ting hadn't died, but had run out to play.

"Listen, listen, good baby, where are you, come out quickly, brother has something delicious here!"

Di Ting is a standard foodie, in the past, as long as he said that there was something delicious, no matter how far away, he would obediently run over.

But this time it was noticeably different from the past, and there was no movement. He shouted again, but it still didn't. Only then did Liang Churen force himself to accept the fact that Di Ting was dead, and tears flowed out uncontrollably again.

"Listen, listen." Liang Churen subconsciously shouted again. There is no hope left.

"Whew, whew. Woo, woo"

Well? There was an echo this time, and if you listen to it again, is it true?

"Listen, listen."

"Woo, woo, woo, woo"

"There really are dogs!"

Liang Churen has raised a dog for more than ten years, and he can hear that this is the barking of a puppy in one ear, and the voice is quite familiar. Following the sound, Liang Churen suddenly found that there was something moving in the hay he had just covered, could it be that there was a puppy here?

Liang Churen slammed off the hay, oh my God, there really are dogs!

A black Labrador puppy was sleepy-eyed as it got up from the ground, apparently sleeping.

The puppy's front legs and head are on the ground, the butt is pouted high, and the tail is wagging twice. This is an action that Di Ting often did during his lifetime.

It's pitch black and doesn't have a single stray hair, it's like a baby version of Diting, and it looks like it's only a month old.

"Listen, listen." Liang Churen shouted subconsciously.

"Woo, woo." The puppy is very sensitive to sounds, tilts its head to follow the sound, sticks out its nose to sniff hard, and licks its lips with its little tongue.

The appearance is almost the same, the name will be promised, and the iconic action will be, specially, this is not who it is! Whoa, whoa, my truth is back!

Liang Churen picked up the puppy and licked and kissed it, and lifted it high.

The puppy was not afraid at all, and stretched out his tongue to lick Liang Churen's hand. A familiar feeling came, and Liang Churen was sure that this was absolutely and absolutely Di Ting. Liang Churen was suddenly immersed in the great joy of reuniting with Diting.

However, the joy did not last long, and suddenly an untimely voice came from outside the door: "It's here, yes, it's here." That poor boy is locked up here. ”

With the sound of chaotic footsteps, the door was kicked open, and seven or eight fierce men burst in, each carrying a stick thick as his arm.

Before Liang Churen could understand what was going on, the stick had already fallen on his head. Liang Churen staggered and fell, he subconsciously hugged Di Ting to his chest and firmly protected it with his body.

Damn, what's going on, someone hit me, why didn't I react at all? I'll fall with a stick? After being a soldier for so many years, it's always been okay if I broke my head with a stick, but today it's really evil!

Although Liang Churen fell, he did not faint, and he was still awake.

A foot stomped on his face fiercely, and a vicious voice came from overhead: "Liang Jiazi, can you write that thing?" If you don't write, keep fighting! ”

"Write, write what?" Liang Churen asked subconsciously.

"Shout, poor boy, dare to pretend to be confused with me! Hit, hit hard! "The stick crackled down again, it hurt!

Liang Churen gritted his teeth and scolded. What the hell did you ask me to write, you didn't say, you didn't let me ask, it was clear that you just wanted to beat me.

Seeing that Liang Churen was lying on the ground and did not react, everyone was also afraid of beating him to death, so they slowly stopped.

The person who stepped on his face withdrew his foot, put a whip to his chin, and said contemptuously: "Liang Jiazi, just by you, dare to come to our Zhujia family to ask for relatives?" Our Zhu family is a famous scholar family in the south of the Yangtze River, with countless high-ranking officials, and the wealth is rivaled by the country!

What do you have at home, three acres of thin fields, four thatched houses! A poor boy dares to dream of marrying a daughter-in-law, I think you are a toad who wants to eat swan meat, and you want to be beautiful!

Tell you, if you don't write a day, I will beat you, and if you don't write a ten beatings for ten days. Until you are convinced. I wish you all the best if you still don't believe in this evil! ”

It wasn't until the big men had been gone for a long time that Liang Churen sat up with severe pain all over his body, his eyes roaming around. It's special, there are sorrows and joys, and today is a wonderful day. But it's definitely not a dream, and it doesn't hurt to be beaten in a dream!

I'm not afraid of being beaten, as long as I hear it back, I'm not afraid of a hundred beatings!

Probably sensing him moving, he slipped out of his arms and bit his fingers and licked up his arms. It's itchy, it's numb, it's so comfortable.

No, after Di Ting licked it, not only did it not hurt, but those wounds also healed quickly!

Liang Churen picked up Di Ting and kissed again, Di Ting baby, after you were reborn, you still learned to heal and relieve pain! It's a long time!

It's really strange today, somehow someone was kidnapped to a place, and they were all wearing ancient clothes, is this acting?

Di Ting did not die, but became a puppy who had just completed the moon!

His martial arts are gone, and looking at this thin arm and legs, his body is not his own.

Thinking of this, Liang Churen, who has read countless time-traveling novels, understands no matter how stupid he is,, why was I traversed?

Since it's a crossing, who have I become, and what era is it now?