Chapter 51: The Husky Who Died Misteriously

The night was getting darker, and the wine worm licked the spirit wine in the gourd twice more today, and finally drank a drop. But its little round face flushed, and it crawled a few times and hit the pen holder head-on.

Bai Ze looked very funny, picked up the drunken wine worm, and sent it back to its nest.

After chatting for a while, pondering the characters inside, Bai Ze gradually became a little sleepy, drank two large sips of medicinal wine as usual, and fell asleep early.

Although the mirror was not placed on the windowsill, there was still an obscure light flashing on the mirror, as if something had hit the mirror inside.

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A middle-aged man dressed neatly dressed and with a serious face took care of the old man's funeral, called his boss, and explained. Left two thousand dollars and drove away without looking back.

The girl was holding an urn with the portrait of the old man, her face was pale, her eyes were red and swollen, and her godless eyes could not shed a single tear. She bowed her head and sent a text message to the head teacher asking for leave, picked up her mobile phone, and calmly took her "grandfather" into the dim staircase, back to the small hut that once made her feel soft.

The old man's soul was faintly black, and a trace of red flashed in his eyes, and he wanted to catch up with the middle-aged man who hastily cremated his body and had no respect for him.

But as the girl said to herself, a soft "grandfather", the red glint in the old man's eyes gradually faded, and he became the sentimental and cowardly old guy again.

In the dark, no one knows whether the beast's forbearance of its fangs is good or for the next more ferocious hunt.

The soul of a stray dog appears in the downtown at night, and it finally feels "hungry". In the morning, it pounced on a dead husky, but after trying for a while, it found that it could not control the funny-looking dog.

However, it was not without a little gain, and the remaining soul of the husky was rubbed into its body. Now, looking at a husky accompanying its owner in the distance, it suddenly feels a little "hungry". To be more specific, I really want this vivid husky soul to integrate into my body.

This Siberian Husky is an adult, about half a meter tall, and is happily accompanying its owner for an evening walk.

A gust of wind blew, and under the garbage can on the street corner, a discarded plastic bottle seemed to have been kicked by someone. The husky stopped abruptly, and a certain alertness of the animal caused it to bare its fangs, and it roamed around with wariness, growling in its throat with restlessness.

But it looks so funny, and it often has a personality that makes its owner not care at all, but teases it with great interest, wanting to see what tricks it is doing.

Suddenly, a cloudy wind struck, and the lady felt herself shiver. The husky beside her stiffened, twitching, and his limbs and head began to twist strangely into various postures, kicking back and forth on the ground, rolling around.

Even if the fur was cut out of blood by sharp stones, even if the joints of the limbs had made a "click" sound, this husky was silent, like a leather felt in silence, rubbing from one end to the other on the ground, leaving a little blood on the raised stones on the asphalt floor, exuding bloody heat in the cold winter.

The owner of the dog was frightened, and the noblewoman in mink skin stood still, screaming piercingly, frightened herself, but did not look at all to help the dog.

When the passers-by around saw this, they also avoided it from afar, for fear that the dog would be sick and suddenly jump up and bite him.

The husky's bones on the ground broke and finally cut the artery. As life passed, its limbs and head twisted into an impossible way to survive, and it gradually lost its breath. A gust of wind swept by, and the blood on the ground gradually became a small pool of water, freezing on the surface.

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Early in the morning, before the 9-to-5 office workers went out, Bai Ze had already finished his workout in the park and jogged towards home.

While waiting for the traffic light at the intersection, two aunts who got up early to buy groceries rode battery cars, talking on the side, talking about the strange things that happened in the neighborhood last night.

Bai Ze listened to it, and it was probably a dog who died violently on the road without knowing what kind of illness he had committed.

Bai Ze turned his head and left the news behind, anyway, Tang Xiaoman didn't like to go out to play at all, even if the dog was sick, he couldn't bite her.

Bai Ze carried two bowls of tofu brains, and kept pressing the button on the door.

The doorbell is like a soul-hypnotic ringing before it stops, and the back foot rings again. Tang Xiaoman was sleepy-eyed, his mouth was so convulsive that he could hold a bottle of soy sauce, opened the door a crack, glared at Bai Ze's bald head angrily, shuffled to the dining table, and sat loosely on the chair.

After drinking two sips of salted tofu brain, Tang Xiaoman came to his senses and said, "Brother, how do you buy salted tofu brains! ”

Bai Ze took a sip of sweet tofu brain, and naturally changed the two bowls, "The mustard sauce and chili sauce are on the cabinet, and if you want to eat spicy, put them yourself." ”

Tang Xiaoman was choked, and his eyes rolled around. But before she could speak, Bai Ze finished his breakfast by himself, put the bowl in the sink, and went back to his room. quickly changed into a school uniform, carried a schoolbag and said:

"I'm going to school, and you're being honest at home. Recently, the dog outside seems to be sick, so don't get bitten by the dog when you go out. ”

Tang Xiaoman's eyes widened, and he said angrily: "Brother, you are so annoying, you are always bitten by dogs when you go out!"

After that, she poked the tofu brain in the bowl and said, "If you are late on the first day of school, I will curse you for encountering a wig and being bald, and you will be punished for standing for a morning!"

With a "bang" of the door closing. Tang Xiaoman immediately jumped off the chair and lay on the windowsill of the kitchen on a small bench, observing Bai Ze's movements.

Seeing Bai Ze's figure disappear at the door of the community, Tang Xiaoman ran back to his room, took out the watercolor pen and empty bottle that he had prepared earlier, proudly took out another key from the bear's pajamas, ran over quickly, and twisted open Bai Ze's door.

Looking at the several bottles of fruit wine of different colors in the cabinet, Tang Xiaoman's eyes narrowed into a crescent moon with happiness. After a while, she drank a glass of grapefruit fruit wine, and sighed, savoring the taste.

But the strength of the wine soon came up, and she glanced at her cabinet in a daze, with several colorful bottles of fruit wine in it. Tang Xiaoman grinned happily and fell on his bed.

With the beginning of this century, the new president of the Ming Dynasty surnamed Chong announced the capital reform and took the road of capitalism with Ming characteristics.

Since then, the power of money has impacted the original social concept of the Ming Kingdom, and a group of people who have taken the lead in getting rich need a more obvious class division. And a large part of the embodiment of class comes from the education of future generations.

Since then, various private schools have sprung up, and the Dayou Private School attended by Bai Ze and Tang Xiaoman is one of them.