Chapter 257: Little Milk Dog

Once inside the village, the two of them tried to knock on the doors of every house, but there was a dead silence coming from the house.

Could it be true, as the little monk said, that this village is an abandoned village? But what happened in this village that made the villagers leave such a fat piece of treasure land and move the village out of here?

Nameless pestle his chin pondered as he walked forward, and at this time, he heard a faint movement from not far away.

"Little monk, there's movement ahead, let's go over and take a look." Nameless turned his head and instructed the little monk behind him, but this guy suddenly trotted forward and blocked in front of her.

"Miss Qiluo, just let the little monk in front, if there is any danger, the little monk can still block some for you."

I saw that he had picked up a wooden stick at some point, and he was holding it tightly in front of his chest like a weapon, looking serious, making him smile twilightly at the person before him.

"You're going to use this to protect me?" She pointed to Qingyuan's wooden stick, and then raised the sword in her hand to him, "It seems that my weapon is more reliable." ”

Without waiting for Qingyuan to answer, Nameless walked forward first, and the little monk hurriedly followed, for fear that she would be on a business trip.

But what the two men didn't expect was that all they were wary of was a puppy.

It was a black and white puppy with a black and white pattern that had not yet opened its eyes, and it looked like it was not yet a full moon. I don't know if this frail little guy was left out by his careless mother or discarded by the master of the house, maybe he was suffering from some congenital disease.

With this guess in mind, Nameless stepped forward to pick up the puppy in the grass in a few steps, but before his hand touched it, it let out a loud cry and writhed its thin body with all its might.

This came down by surprise, and for a while Nameless, who had never been in contact with small animals, panicked.

"Little monk, go on!" Her tone was a little hurried, and she couldn't wait to immediately throw the object in her hand into Qingyuan's arms.

It seems that what he is holding in his hand is not a soft and cute little milk dog, but a big crab in his hand.

Qingyuan smiled and took the little milk dog very gently, and the light movements made it feel stable, and it stopped screaming for a while, and behaved extremely well-behaved.

"This dog will be treated differently." Seeing this, Nameless pursed his lips slightly, and said disdainfully, "But then again, it's quite close to you." ”

"The little monk guessed that it was Miss Qi Luo who hurt it, so this little guy screamed." Qingyuan smiled warmly, took the little milk dog into his arms, stroked the small fluff on its body with great pity, and then checked it.

"This little guy doesn't lack arms or legs, and he is extremely good-looking, but why was he abandoned in this deserted and abandoned village?" He frowned in some confusion.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of wild footsteps in his ears, and the two of them hurriedly looked up, only to see that the person who came was a boy who was still wearing open crotch pants.

"Give me back my black beans!" The little guy ran towards Nameless and Qingyuan with a crying voice, crying and jumping up to snatch the puppy in Qingyuan's arms.

"Black beans? Do you mean the dog? Nameless stepped forward and asked, "Are you his master?" ”

When the boy saw Nameless with a veiled face, he was so frightened that he retreated for a while, but he accidentally tripped over a stone and fell on his heels.

"You...... Are you a masked thief...... Are you going to kill me......"

The boy looked at his predecessor with a frightened face, and the tears that came out of his eyes rolled down like beans, and the pitiful little appearance made people feel distressed and funny.

"Little brother, don't panic, we're not bad guys." Qingyuan stepped forward to help the boy up and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes for him, "Little brother, is this puppy yours?" ”

He handed the puppy in his arms to the boy, and when the boy saw it, he immediately snatched it and held the puppy in his arms like an old hen guarding eggs.

"This is my black bean!" He pretended to be fierce and glared at the man in front of him.

At this time, Nameless on the side walked into him with a cold breath, "Since it's your dog, why is it here?" ”

"This ...... This is because ......" The boy was stumped by her words, and for a moment could not find a suitable reason.

But Nameless wouldn't give him enough time to make up lies, and before the child could react, he crouched down in front of him.

"Don't say it's a puppy that is playful and runs out on its own." She stared at the child with a serious look on her face, with a questioning tone, "You abandoned it, didn't you?" ”

When the boy heard the word "abandonment", he immediately retorted, "Not really!" There's no way I'll ever abandon black beans in my life! It's my puppy! ”

Seeing that Nameless was about to scare the child to cry again, the little monk Qingyuan hurriedly pulled the two apart, and coaxed the child in a gentle tone.

"Little brother, can you tell the little monk why this little dog is here?" He said as he stroked the child's shoulder.

The boy looked at Qingyuan, and then at the black bean that was sleeping soundly in his arms, and after some hesitation, he finally explained the reason behind it.

He told Nameless and Qingyuan that this puppy was a cub under the mother dog in the family, and the mother dog gave birth to three puppies, and named them soybeans, white beans and black beans according to their colors.

Black Bean is the youngest of the three puppies, and at the same time the weakest of the bones, but if he is in poor health, he will not be abandoned.

The boy's village is a very feudal village, and every family in the village believes in the existence of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, and attaches the most importance to feng shui and taboos.

And Little Black Bean is a dog with white paws and a white tail. This kind of dog is called "filial piety dog", and this kind of dog is a big taboo in the village.

The people in the village are humane, if the "filial piety dog" is kept at home, it will bring bad luck to the owner at least, and the whole village will be harmed, so anyone who has a "filial piety dog" at home must throw the dog outside the village.

After listening to the child's explanation, Nameless and Qingyuan felt ridiculous for a while, how could they kill a little life with their appearance.

It seems that the village where the boy lives is really superstitious enough.

"Since, as you said, a dog like Black Bean is certain to die in your village, then you still come to look for it now, even if you bring it back, your father and mother will throw it out again."

Before the tears dried in the corners of the boy's eyes, the nameless rectum directly told the truth, causing the child to cry again, no matter how Qingyuan coaxed, it was useless.

"Miss Qiluo, what you said is too straightforward, you see, what should be done now." The little monk was helpless by the child, so he could only run to Nameless with a bitter face and ask for help.

Nameless didn't pay attention to the boy who was crying fiercely, and directly found a big stone to sit down, watched the sunset comfortably, and only opened his mouth after seeing the bitter gourd-faced Qingyuan.

"Little monk, don't you treat children very well, why do you come back from losing the battle now?" She glanced sideways.

"Oh, Miss Qiluo, don't make fun of the little monk, the urgent thing at the moment is to hurry up and coax the child, otherwise, if you continue to cry like this, your eyes will be swollen from crying."

Qing Yuansheng has a bodhisattva heart, and the most unseen thing in his life is the tears of others, so he is anxious and helpless at this moment.

"Okay, okay, otherwise if you let him cry like this, the sky will cry dark."

Nameless waved his hand, sat up from the stone slab with both legs, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the boy.

"Hey, little one, wipe your nose and don't cry."

She took out a handkerchief from her bosom and handed it to the boy in a cold tone, but he knocked him to the ground with one hand, and still kept crying.