Yu Qian was a little nervous, the dilapidated village in front of him seemed to have become a tiger's den in Longtan, the village was very small, and it was estimated that there were only one or two hundred people living in it at most. But they are all real aborigines, living by grazing, and fighting wild beasts for food all day long, and they can't survive if they are not strong.

Bazaar asked them to wait in place first, and he went to find acquaintances first, and he easily took a few villagers as an insider, just so that he could buy a real native mastiff in the future.

He is a senior tour guide who specializes in the wilderness, which is different from those who introduce fixed attractions. Although there may only be one business per month, the income is very high, at least 30,000 or 40,000 yuan each time.

In the past two years, most of the customers have come to him to buy purebred mastiffs, and in a few years he has become a celebrity in the circle, and the more he runs, the more familiar he becomes. For example, this time Yu Qian accepted the little golden tiger and directly rewarded 30,000 red envelopes, if he really wanted to get through the cornucopia of Hashi Village, it would be even more incredible.

"We have gained a lot this time, with the Golden Tiger and the Little White Mastiff, it seems that Bazaar wants to use us to open up his own way. Wen Yiming found an opportunity to discuss with Yu Qian: "Safety first, what is the situation when you go in? ”

Yu Qian naturally agreed, and Baza rushed back, excitedly saying: "Luckily, after my communication, there are people in the village who are willing to take us around." I heard that several families had just given birth to cubs. They are all mated to each other here, native mastiffs with native mastiffs, stronger from generation to generation, and each cub is a baby. ”

The driver stayed in the car to improvise, and the three of them followed the village to find the Tibetan mastiff. Along the way, I saw several native mastiffs, majestic, murderous, lazily crawling on the ground to bask in the sun. Squinting at a few strangers from afar, a low growl came out of his mouth.

In the face of these Tibetan mastiffs, even Wen Yiming couldn't help but be frightened, others couldn't see it, and his intuition told him how brutal the seemingly lazy guys in front of him were! The irritable mood is very strong, even if it is himself, if he rashly violates their territory, he will be attacked fatally in an instant.

A few people followed the villagers to the innermost stone house, and after a while of communication at the bazaar, the villagers went in first and asked them to wait for news outside.

"This is the village chief's home, and they all call him Lao Qiao, who is highly respected, and he is here to make a promise. Bazaar said in a low voice: "The matter of collecting the dog must be done through his nod, this time we will try our luck, if you really can't leave immediately." ”

After a while, the villagers came out and muttered to Bazar in Tibetan for a long time, and Bazaar said with some joy: "This time it is really lucky, the villagers say that several children have reached school age, and they used to live by herding cattle for generations. Many people in the village want to send their children to school in the city and receive formal education, so that they will not have to be as uneducated as they are. ”

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, there is nothing valuable in the village, only the Tibetan mastiff is valuable, we will go in in a while, I will use this bargaining chip to negotiate with Lao Qiao, if you really want to buy a native mastiff, just be hard and shock him in momentum." ”

Wen Yiming and Yu Qian glanced at each other, since they have the opportunity, they must not let it go, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get the cubs of the native mastiff, each of them is a treasure.

The three of them walked into a simple stone house, which was dark and had no electric light. An old man in his sixties sat in the middle, with a strong physique and a great majesty.

"Where are you from?"

Just as Bazaar was about to greet him in Tibetan, the old man suddenly asked in non-standard Chinese. The three of them were stunned for a moment, and Wen Yiming replied: "Hello old man, we are from the capital, in order to find the Tibetan mastiff." ”

"Bring the little mastiff cub and I'll take a look!"

The old man's second sentence directly asked Yu Qian and Wen Yiming to give him the little guy in their hands, the two hesitated, Bazaar gritted his teeth, signaling that there was no problem, and they put the golden tiger and the little white mastiff who was still in the incubator in front of the old man.

The old man touched the little golden tiger with his hand, looked at its head and teeth, and nodded: "It is considered a pure blood, the golden male mastiff should be matched with the golden female mastiff, and the offspring that comes out in this way may appear pure gold." However, if the parents are not of this color type, or if they are not clear about the pedigree of the breeder's previous generations, variegation may also occur. When you grow up, you can only be a yellow mastiff, and you can't become a golden mastiff!"

"Master!" The three of them flashed the same thought in their hearts, it is really a master out of the mountains, the old man knows the Tibetan mastiff breed at a casual glance, and can also foresee the future development, absolutely cattle.

"Huh?"

The old man saw the little white mastiff in the incubator for the first time, his expression was shocked, a little incredible, he looked at it carefully for a long time, raised his head and asked, "Who is this?"

"I didn't mean to get it last night. Wen Yiming replied.

The old man looked at Wen Yiming deeply, stood up and said, "You come out with me alone!"

Seeing that Yu Qian was not worried about following, Wen Yiming waved his hand, there was definitely no danger with the golden horn, and he felt that the old man had no malicious intentions, so he picked up the incubator and followed the old man to the courtyard.

The old man looked at the little white mastiff very excitedly, and asked Wen Yiming: "Tell me the story, tell the truth!"

Wen Yiming told all about the snow mastiff being besieged by wild wolves last night, and he rescued Hou Gu himself.

"It's really it, it's really it!" the old man trembled when he heard this, and looked at the little white mastiff with excitement on his face, and it took a long time to calm down.

"What's your name?"

Wen Yiming looked directly into the old man's eyes and said, "Wen Yiming, incense master." ”

"Do you want to know the story of me and the snow mastiff?" the old man fell into memory, remembering a certain scene, as if returning to that moment decades ago.

"I'm not actually a local, I came here as a soldier when I was young, and I was fascinated by the uninhibited plateau. When I was thirty-two years old, I met a pack of wild wolves during a grazing and not only killed all the sheep, but I also had to eat them!"

The old man recalled that experience, vividly, and the feeling of near-death was unforgettable and unforgettable.

"At the moment of life and death, suddenly a huge snow mastiff appeared, drove away the wolves after the battle, looked at me from afar, and turned to leave. The old man was excited: "I will never forget its eyes in my life, arrogant and holy, like a divine beast from the sky, save my life!"

Wen Yiming suddenly realized why Lao Qiao was so excited to see the little white mastiff, and he could definitely see that this was a real snow mastiff with his eyesight, so he asked himself to come out and tell the story.

"This must be the offspring of that snow mastiff! I can recognize its eyes, absolutely!"

Lao Qiao looked at the little white mastiff gratefully, its mother was his life-saving benefactor, he didn't expect to see the descendants of the mastiff before he died, he was naturally very excited.

Wen Yiming didn't answer, he didn't know if it was the offspring of the snow mastiff that saved people? But he was a little worried, would Lao Qiao force him to keep the little white mastiff?

Lao Qiao saw Wen Yiming's nervous and vigilant look, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I can tell you the biggest secret not to leave the descendants of the snow mastiff! It is my savior, and it is also a sacred object on the grassland, if you can save its life, you can save my life, since it is willing to hand over the child to you, it means that you have the ability to take care of it." ”

Wen Yiming nodded, believing in the old man's words, people with devout beliefs will not tell lies, and will be loyal to their true thoughts in their hearts.

"What do you mean?"

Old Qiao raised his head, looked at the blue sky, and sighed: "I am old, I have been guarding the village for decades, and now the society has changed, and our generation has been eliminated by the society, but children should not live like this." ”

The old man said with some sadness: "In fact, there have long been people in the village who want to sell Tibetan mastiff cubs to outsiders for money to improve the living conditions of their children. I began to disagree, fearing that it would break the quiet life of Hashi Village. But I've also wanted to open it in the past few years, sooner or later, let them go!"