Chapter 142: Tibetan Mastiff Prosperous

A wave of unsettled waves rose again, and a few people just waved goodbye to the police, seeing Mr. Song and a few people being taken away, and someone called.

"Daling City, the village called Ping'an in the northeasternmost corner, everyone is dead." Sobbing and retching came from the other side of the phone.

Demon Sky Blood Moon was stunned on the spot, not knowing what to say.

The call was turned on by power amplifier, and Ma Yu, the oldest in the team, took the phone: "Hello, please make a detailed description so that we can better analyze the situation and make judgments." ”

"I'm here to visit my relatives, my relatives and this village, there is not a single figure, but it is all blood, and there are people's arms and legs." The opposite side is incoherent.

"Okay, you go home first, you must ensure your own safety, and we will go and check."

The other side hurriedly hung up the phone, leaving a string of dripping sounds.

"Let's go." Ma Yu patted Demon Sky Blood Moon on the shoulder and returned the phone to him.

"Senior, in the future, after entering the cultivation realm, life and death are commonplace. I struggled to adapt at first, but now it's much better. Gou Haodong took a breath of talk and comforted the Demon Heaven Blood Moon.

After all, Huaxia is a peaceful country, and the law and order are the best in the world, and many people may never have been exposed to murder or anything like that from birth to old age, but just watched the news that popped up like a story. Especially their children, who have been protected from childhood to adulthood, have superior material conditions, rich spiritual world, and are well protected.

Ma Yu once experienced a large-scale shootout in border drug enforcement, and he had seen a large number of dead people. This little brother of Demon Sky Blood Moon is very polite and a great young man, and Ma Yu hopes that he can grow up quickly and finally be able to take charge of himself. As for now, with the five of them and Xiao Liu's help, who has already participated in the work, they are all developing in a good direction.

It was already sunset when a few people managed to find the location of the village on the map, and it was already sunset.

There was a thick smell of blood in the air, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a human or an animal.

There was a huge black shadow at the intersection, like a pile of firewood that had been splashed with ink.

Several people walked over and found that it was an animal.

"What is this?" Gou Haodong asked in surprise.

"If you're not mistaken, this is a Tibetan mastiff? How is it bigger than a bull? And a lot of dust in the distance? How do I look like a husky? Is this village a dog dealer? "Demon Heaven Blood Moon asked several times.

They touched the Tibetan mastiff, it was smooth and oily, and the muscles that covered the fur were as hard as granite.

"Warm feeling? It's alive! Demon Blood Moon said excitedly, he knelt on the ground, gently broke the mouth of the big Tibetan mastiff, took the kettle from his back and gently fed it water. The water slowly trickled into its mouth. The Tibetan mastiff twitched its tongue in response.

"Roar." The Tibetan mastiff made a low voice in its throat, and it slowly opened its eyes.

Only then did everyone realize that it had a scar on the left side of its face, and its eye socket was empty. The only remaining right eye was covered with eye feces, and the eyes the size of copper bells were bloodshot.

It struggled to get up, but as it moved, the wound on its body was torn open, and blood flowed out, dripping down its long hair.

But the trembling limbs did not have enough strength to support its body, and "boom-", the dust fluttered, and the huge Tibetan mastiff pushed the golden mountain and fell to the ground like a jade pillar.

The Tibetan mastiff swept everyone with one eye, then lowered his eyes and let out a low roar.

"Is it crying?" Xiao Liu is a girl and very sensitive. Seeing the appearance of the Tibetan mastiff, she felt a little distressed, and leaned down and gently stroked its head.

"These turned out to be wolves! It's the first time I've seen such a big one in my life! Well, so is this Tibetan mastiff. Ma Yu, one of the five of them, dragged a wolf corpse from nearby.

The Tibetan mastiff suddenly opened its eyes and pounced with all its strength! Ma Yu was just about to pull out his gun to fight back, but was pulled away by Gou Haodong.

The Tibetan mastiff aimed at the wolf corpse and bit it fiercely, tearing the flesh everywhere as if venting its anger, and then gulped the wolf's flesh, as if it wanted to retch, but forcibly held back. Tears flowed and were seen by everyone.

When the whole wolf had been eaten by him, it roared and fainted three times.

"Do Tibetan mastiffs eat carrion?"

"It seems to have some kind of grudge against these wolves."

"What about the people here? Are they all really killed? ”

Several people analyzed a few words, and then began to investigate, while Gou Haodong and Ying Ling'er stayed on the Tibetan mastiff's side together.

Demon Sky Blood Moon felt his head groggy and his chest tightened uncomfortably, as if he wanted to vomit.

What they saw was what Guo Dashan and Li Lu saw, but after a day, all the blood had dried up and coagulated, and the broken corpses had been preserved because of the cold of winter.

All the family demon heavenly blood moon in this village went in and went around, and when it was over, it was already in the middle of the sky, and he walked out of the last village chief's house to check, and sighed, as if he wanted to vomit out the depression in his heart.

"What do you think?" Demon Sky Blood Moon closed her eyes and listened to Ma Yu's report.

"It should be a wolf plague, a group of wolves killed and ate all the people, but most of them were not eaten on the spot, but were killed or taken away alive."

"One?" Ma Yu lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, then handed the cigarette case and lighter to the Demon Sky Blood Moon.

"I don't smoke." Demon Sky Blood Moon waved his hand.

"No, you need it. Sometimes there is always a way to vent, and a cigarette will make you comfortable. ”

His hands trembled for a moment, and Demon Sky Blood Moon took the cigarette with some suspicion, clumsily followed his example and clamped it between his index and middle fingers, put it to his lips, and tried to light the fire.

"Ahem, cough, cough—" After taking a hard bite, Demon Sky Blood Moon choked and coughed.

That feeling is hard to describe, like fluttering immortals, for a while his head was a little confused, he squatted on the ground, feeling like the world was spinning.

"Hahahaha." The others laughed, and Ma Yu squatted beside him and patted Demon Heaven Blood Moon on the shoulder: "The first time you smoked, you dared to smoke so much, and you were the first." Honest enough! ”

Demon Sky Blood Moon looked at the smoke that had disappeared, and coughed with a wry smile, tears flowing down her cheeks.

Xiao Liu watched quietly from the side, without obstruction.

Demon Sky Blood Moon had no desire to continue pumping, but the ghost made a god suck lightly again and spit it out vigorously. The fainting sensation was still there, but it was this fainting sensation that made him feel like he was already in the air, ignoring trivial matters.

Faintly, Motian Blood Moon seemed to hear Ma Yu talking to Sister Xiao Liu: "You brought your little man to start smoking, don't blame us." ”

Liu Wen glared at them, and then looked at the Demon Sky Blood Moon lovingly: "Smoke, there must be a way to vent, right?" ”

"There's a better way to vent, it's up to you to want to, hehehe." Several men laughed evilly, and Liu Wen rolled her eyes.

After a while, the Demon Sky Blood Moon came to his senses, rubbed his eyebrows, threw away the cigarette butt that burned out after only two puffs, and got up to extinguish the fire with his feet.

"Let's find a place to stay first, just the office of the neighborhood committee, it's cleaner." Demon Blood Moon didn't want to sleep in those bloody rooms.

He walked up to Gou Haodong, and the Tibetan mastiff opened its one eye, shining brightly in the dark night.

"Come with us." Demon Sky Blood Moon reached out and wanted to touch the Tibetan mastiff, but he actually lowered his head and avoided it.

"Who are you?" An unfamiliar voice sounded in the ears of the Demon Sky Blood Moon.

He was surprised and looked at the Tibetan mastiff.

"Is that you?"

Others are confused.

"It's me." The Tibetan mastiff stood up again, still looking very weak, but not as hard as it had just been.

They suddenly found that it seemed to be taller than they had imagined.

"I've heard that a lot of people have died here, so let's come and take a look."

"Let's go, there's wolves here, I don't want to see anyone die again." With that, the Tibetan mastiff turned around and limped into the distance.

"Stay, join us."

"I still have a lot of things to do." There is still a lot of revenge to be avenged. The Tibetan mastiff silently answered in his heart. There are more than 50 people in Ping'an Village, and none of them were spared. It wants to go to the White Wolf King one by one to settle this account. It did not follow its master to another world for the sake of revenge, which was the only belief that sustained its survival.

"What's your name?" Demon Sky Blood Moon inexplicably wanted to remember this figure, the Tibetan mastiff was getting farther and farther away, and he shouted so that it could be heard.

"Prosperous wealth."