Fortunately, the thirteenth sister's home is not too far away. Shen Haoran and the others passed through the high mountains, crossed the big river, and after trekking for 42.195 kilometers, the thirteenth sister pointed to a valley in front of them and said, "It's there." ”

Looking in the direction of the thirteenth sister's finger, the valley was sandwiched between two mountains, the valley mouth was not wide, and a stone road meandered outward from the valley mouth. Next to the stone path is a narrow stream.

"It's here. Buti Ancestor shouted and ran towards the valley with Ade on his back.

Seeing Buti Ancestor running ahead of him, of course Shen Haoran couldn't agree. Competitiveness is Shen Haoran's consistent style, and his sense of honor of the rich second generation arises spontaneously. He couldn't let the two-legged one run faster than his four-legged one, and the two-legged one had a big man on his back.

Shen Haoran rushed towards the valley mouth, and soon he overtook the Buti Ancestor, but he found that there were still a few black people in front of him. The black men were tall and thin, with their dynamic running shoes under their feet, shorts and shorts, numbers and advertisements on their chests, and they were shaking their long legs in the direction of Taniguchi.

Shen Haoran is a rich second generation born with a golden pacifier, as a rich and handsome person in the rich second generation, and as the only golden retriever dog in the rich and handsome, he will never allow anyone to run in front of him. At this time, a voice sounded in his ears: "Shen Haoran, for the honor of the rich second generation, for the dignity of the rich and handsome, and for the ...... of the golden retriever." , uh, don't worry about the golden retriever, rush!"

Shen Haoran wagged his beautiful long tail, let out a low roar, and ran all the way with his powerful four short legs, leaving everyone behind.

Shen Haoran saw the red rope in front of him, and saw many people waving to him, and people were cheering for him, cheering one after another.

Shen Haoran accelerated. Finally, he jumped to his feet, touched the red rope, and crossed the finish line. The red rope fluttered on Shen Haoran's body, announcing Shen Haoran's victory. A young girl stepped forward quickly and draped a soft bath towel on Shen Haoran's body.

The joy of victory and the overdraft of physical strength made Shen Haoran's mind blank, he didn't know what was happening, his brain was starved of oxygen, muddy, he couldn't hear the laughter of the people around him, and he couldn't hear the abuse of the black people, (even if he did, he couldn't understand) Everything in heaven and earth seemed to suddenly turn into a blank.

Shen Haoran was so tired, he hadn't closed his eyes since he became a dog, he had experienced three cat and dog battles, and he had experienced the pursuit of werewolves...... He's been through so much, too much. Shen Haoran couldn't hold on anymore at this time. His legs went limp, and he fainted in the bath towel at once.

......

Shen Haoran was lying on the bed when he woke up. The bed was made of iron shelves, and there was a thin iron rod standing next to the bed, and there was a hook on the iron rod, and a plastic bottle was hung on the hook, and a hose was connected to the bottom of the plastic bottle, and the hose led to the quilt covered by Shen Haoran's body.

Oh, Shen Haoran understood, he was on an infusion. Being able to infuse a dog, making the dog lie on the bed, and covering the dog with a quilt, all of this moved Shen Haoran, and he felt close to this place. At this time, Shen Haoran saw an obscene and treacherous face, no need to ask, this face must belong to Buti Ancestor.

Buti Ancestor sat on a small square stool beside the bed, and this obscene little old man was holding Erlang's legs and stuffing half of the banana in his hand into his mouth. After stuffing the banana into his mouth, Buddy Ancestor threw the banana peel in his hand not far away.

Ancestor Buti chewed a banana, half stood up, and reached for the apple on the bedside table. Shen Haoran saw that the small bedside table was full of fruits and flower baskets.

"Where is this?" Shen Haoran asked Buti Ancestor. The voice was sudden, and the apple in Buti Ancestor's hand fell to the ground.

Buti Ancestor picked up the apple and looked at Shen Haoran strangely.

"Where is this?" Shen Haoran asked again, and the sound of "Wang, Wang" came out. Zhang Jiuling's runic water has expired.

"Ha, I can't even talk to people when I run a marathon. Young people, you should exercise well. While talking to Shen Haoran in an old-fashioned manner, Buti Old Ancestor bit off half of the apple with a "click".

Wang ....... Shen Haoran explained the reason why he couldn't speak human words.

Old Buti shrugged his shoulders to show that it did not understand, and continued to nibble on its apple.

The door creaked open, and a fat old man walked in with the thirteenth sister.

The thirteenth sister doesn't need to be introduced, she has nothing else but beauty and buckteeth, let's introduce the fat old man. This fat old man was dressed in a snow-white lab coat, and at first glance he looked like a high-end intellectual such as a doctor or a scientist. He had a ruddy complexion and was in good spirits, and he was a little depressed. But it doesn't matter, the fat old man cleverly kept the left hair very long, and he let the long hair on the left cross the barren place in the middle and put it on the right side properly, forming a good situation of local support in the middle ~ the central government, thus perfectly making up for this small defect of his top.

"Oh, you're awake. Welcome to our Yongning Ancient Town. The fat old man walked enthusiastically in the direction of the bed. One-step, two-step, three-step, four-step...... At the fourth step, the fat old man did not look at the sky, and there were no stars in the sky, only the fat old man stepped on the top of the banana peel with an "oops".

"Grandpa!" exclaimed the thirteenth sister, and at the same time, her grandfather was already lying on the ground in embarrassment and began to moan, the moaning was extremely painful and tear-jerking.

"Who threw the banana peel?" the fat old man stopped moaning, and asked through gritted teeth as he looked at Buti Ancestor, his eyes clearly revealing a deep malice that would not give you a chance to be lenient.

"Not me. Ancestor Buti shook the apple in his hand and pretended to be calm. Ancestor Buti was secretly glad that he had just taken an apple instead of a banana.

The thirteenth sister helped her grandfather up, and her grandfather's snow-white coat was covered with soil, and in addition to the soil, it was also stuck with a mouthful of disgusting purulent phlegm that I don't know which immoral monster spit out. The fat grandfather's hairstyle has been scattered, and the place has been beaten back to his hometown, and he no longer supports Zhong~Yang, and Zhong~Yang is bare, and it has become a barren land with no grass.

The fat old man stood up with the support of the thirteenth sister, patted the soil on his body, and brushed the hair on the left to the right.