The blood soon flowed out of the old dog's mouth, it was the blood belonging to Li Dingguo, it looked very dirty, and it was filled with an unpleasant smell of blood.

I can't explain everything that happened at that time, and Shen Han can't explain it.

Seriously, we subconsciously wanted to pull away from the old dog, but I don't know why, none of us moved, just stood there in a daze, watching this bloody scene, dumbfounded.

The old dog had never behaved so vicious.

That kind of look, in the eyes of outsiders, is the look that wants to eat people.

But in my eyes, the old dog's eyes are like the old man who has passed away.

Full of disappointment, and a kind of confusion about reality.

Dogs have always been animals in the eyes of humans, and their intelligence and emotions are never as good as those of living people, but in some things, they live better than anyone else.

They only see right and wrong, only what they can do and what they can't do, and they don't think about so many real problems like living people.

The old dog didn't understand why he was talking about his master like that.

The old dog still didn't understand why he had to bite it to death.

Right.

It's it, not him.

Li Dingguo is no longer a human, at least that's what the old dog thinks, it smells a smell that makes it uncomfortable on Li Dingguo.

The old dog had only cried twice.

The first time was when he saw Old Man Li's corpse, he wept silently, and kept rubbing his head against Old Man Li's arm, hoping that he could sit up and pat his head with his thin palm as usual.

It's a pity that in the end, Old Man Li couldn't get up.

The second time, it was now, but this time it didn't know what it was crying for.

"Help me"

Li Dingguo's voice became smaller and smaller, and some strange sounds were mixed in, and it seemed that his vocal cords were bitten by the old dog.

Hearing his voice, Shen Han and I came back to our senses, and were about to go up and pull away the old dog, only to see that it let go of its mouth by itself.

"Wang!! Woof!!! ”

The old dog barked twice at the rocking chair that was no longer shaking, and ran into the bedroom with eager steps, but after a while, he came back with a small plastic bag in his mouth.

What was contained in it was the pastries that Old Man Li was reluctant to eat and kept to entertain his son and daughter-in-law.

The old dog took the bag in his mouth and gently placed it beside Li Dingguo, facing his eyes.

I really don't know how to describe Li Dingguo's eyes at that time.

Is it remorse? Or grief? Or hatred?

I do not know.

At this time, the old dog barked twice more and ran back to the bedroom again.

This time it came back quickly, and instead of holding any more bags in its mouth, it ran back with a color photograph in hand.

There are only two people in the photo, a dog.

One is the gray-haired old man Li.

One is Li Dingguo with a bright smile.

That dog is Dawang.

It should have been a photo from a long time ago, Li Dingguo's smile was very clean, and there was no impurity in it.

I could tell he was smiling happily.

At this moment, Li Dingguo's breathing was already weak to the point of being inaudible, and his body twitched twice, just like the old man Li who was lying on the ground and convulsed.

Suddenly, Li Dingguo said a sentence in a straight voice.

That's right, when he still had a few blood holes in his neck, he said the last sentence of his life in a straight voice.

"Dad, I hate you."

As soon as the words fell, Li Dingguo was silent anymore, just like the old man Li who died violently that day, he was completely out of breath.

"He's dead?" I stared blankly at Li Dingguo's corpse and swallowed.

Shen Han also didn't come back to his senses a little, looked at Li Dingguo lying on the ground, and muttered: "It should be dead, my neck has been bitten like this, can I not die?"

At this time, Shen Han and I invariably turned our heads and looked at the old dog that bit people to death.

It didn't seem to take Li Dingguo seriously, and after biting it to death, it quietly returned to its original position.

The old dog held the photo tightly in his mouth, as if he was very reluctant to leave it, squinted his eyes slightly, and fell asleep.

I noticed that the dog's state was a little wrong, and the belly that had been heaving with the breath had stopped, as if it was

When I walked over and looked over, I realized that the old dog was dead.

"What's wrong with it?!!" Shen Han was a little nervous, it was estimated that she didn't want to see the dog have an accident, so she hurriedly walked over, touched the dog's belly with her hand, and her expression suddenly froze: "How could it be dead?!! ”

"I don't know." I only felt that my legs were weak, and I sat down on the ground with a plop, looking at the corpse of the old dog in front of me, and my nose was inexplicably a little sore.

"It was fine just now!! Why did he die all of a sudden?!! ”

"I really don't know, don't ask," I smiled bitterly: "Maybe I'm tired, it's not easy for such an old dog to bite people to death, if you hadn't helped it press Li Dingguo just now, I'm afraid"

"I, I killed someone?" Shen Han was stunned.

"No one has killed anyone." I lowered my head, followed the example of Old Man Li, patted the old dog's head lightly with my hand, and whispered, "No one has killed anyone."

Suddenly, there was an old cry in the room.

This cry was heartbreaking, and I could hear that it was Old Man Li's voice.

He just cried, but he didn't shout anything, and maybe he couldn't shout anything.

I'm afraid that the most incomprehensible thing in the world is family affection.

Old man Li didn't blame Li Dingguo until now, maybe in his eyes, Li Dingguo was still the simple child he was at the beginning.

At that time, I vaguely saw the figure of an old man, holding the corpse of the old dog, crying bitterly

Before the police came, Heizi came to the scene first and took me and Shen Han and left the place where Old Man Li lived.

Shen Han hugged a wine jar.

I was holding a dead dog that was silent.

How avant-garde and avant-garde the shape is, I don't know how many people's eyes have attracted along the way.

After getting in the car, Kuroko handed me a cigarette, and when he saw that I was a little distracted, he said something.

"Don't think about it, in our business, you have to go through everything once, and if you think too much, you're just making yourself uncomfortable, understand?"

Hearing this, I hummed, nodded and took the cigarette, but did not light it.

Shen Han looked at me worriedly and whispered, "Don't feel bad." ”

"I'm not uncomfortable." I turned my head and looked at the traffic outside the window, my face full of confusion: "I just can't understand why this happened, is it true that God doesn't have eyes?"

This world really makes me more and more incomprehensible.

Maybe this is normal, after all, in this world, no one dares to say that they have lived this life to understand.

I can't even live to understand it, but I still want to understand the way of the world and amuse God?

Does Old Man Li understand?

Does Li Dingguo get it?

Really, no one has ever lived, including myself.

This state of disobedience lasted for a long time, and it was not until I returned to my place where I lived that I was relieved a little.

"Hey, I'm going? How did you get here? I looked at the door in front of me and scratched my head: "Wasn't it still in the car just now?" ”

"You're not going to get ghosted, are you?" Shen Han looked at me suspiciously, and asked worriedly, "You didn't answer the blind boss who greeted you downstairs just now, didn't you?"

"Don't think about it." As I spoke, I took out the key and opened the door, and then beckoned to Shen Han: "Give me the wine jar." ”

Shen Han looked at me for a while, didn't say anything, walked into the living room by himself, and put the wine jar on the coffee table.

"I'll go back first." Shen Han whispered: "Call me if there is something, I can hear it." ”

"Well, don't worry, it's fine." I squeezed out an unnatural smile and said to her.

After Shen Han left, I lit a cigarette and sat on the sofa to rest for a while, looked at the old dog corpse that I put at my feet, I stood up silently, ran to the bedroom and moved the square wooden table out.

I placed the table in the middle of the living room.

Immediately, I brought another pair of incense sticks, lit them, and put them in a jar of rice and placed them on the table.

The wine jar containing the soul of Old Man Li was placed on the left side of the table by me, and the corpse of the old dog was placed on the right side by me.

Finally I brought a chair and put it in front of the table.

I stepped forward and lifted the red cap of the wine jar, and a cold breath burst out of it in an instant.

"Grandpa Li, I know you like to listen to book reviews, and I'll tell you a paragraph as a junior."

I took out the evil wood that I used to exorcise evil spirits, snapped it, and slapped it on the table.

At that moment, I vaguely heard a few dog barks, as if there was an old man's voice.

The old man didn't cry anymore, he coaxed the old dog very calmly, and seemed to be still laughing.

He may have seen it.

The son he pulled from childhood to adulthood, when he died, he still hated himself, and he didn't have the slightest remorse.

In the end, there is only one dog who is willing to be by his side, how ironic.

"I'm not familiar with anything else, I'll tell you about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms" I looked at the evil wood in my hand, and muttered as if I was talking to myself.

In the dozens of minutes I used to communicate with him, I knew a lot of things.

The old man is a living soul who has not lived for the first seven years, and he can't understand human words, but can only understand the Sui language, I know this.

I also know that his biggest dream in this life is to hear a book in reality.

On that chair, the figure of the old man had slowly emerged.

His facial features are very blurry, but he can barely see clearly.

And the old dog, just like at home, was lying at the feet of the old man and wagging his tail.

I'm not a crying person, especially after my grandfather left, I never cried again.

But when I watched the old man and the old dog snuggle up to each other, I couldn't help the emotions that I had been suppressing, and tears fell without warning.

Old man Li nodded leisurely, and gently stroked the old dog's head with his thin palm.

The old dog seemed to be enjoying it, wagging his tail and looking happy.

I couldn't bear to look at them, so I lowered my head slightly and took a deep breath.

Picked up the wood and slapped it heavily on the table.

"Smack!"

"That's right."

"Storytelling, singing, drama and persuasion, the three avenues go to the center, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life!"