If you want to make an evaluation of the ontology, the white dog will definitely say: the ontology is not a person!

Well, it and the ontology are not human in the first place.

Wang Wangwang shouted several times, only to attract a lot of praise in the barrage.

No one understands dog language, and humans and white dogs do not share the joys and sorrows, they say that they think white dogs are cute.

[Today is another day for dogs.] ]

[Two or three days, right?] Our live broadcast room can be renamed, the live broadcast room called Xiaobai No. 2 has it, and the partitions all live on the side of cute pets. ]

[The anchor doesn't even show his face!] ]

[Nonsense, isn't our anchor himself screaming here?] ]

[Hey, the dog is cute, mommy loves you!] ]

The love of human beings is straightforward and enthusiastic, of course, there are some bad speeches, which have been banned by the administrator set up in the live broadcast room.

The white dog's gaze swept lightly over a few abusive barrages, wrote down the ID, and thought about going to the local humans for a walk in the future.

As for those from other places, it can only be said that they are lucky, and the white dog will not go out of the city for the time being.

The owner of the live broadcast room shouted by the barrage has never appeared, and even today's live broadcast is pressed by the white dog with a dog's paw.

After pressing a few times, the white dog lost his patience, and the fluff on his body swelled into the shape of two hands, and opened the live broadcast room with human movements.

This is an order from the ontology, and the white dog has to obey.

The white dog is lazily lying on the ground, glancing at the clock, ready to step on the power button when the time comes, or as if you accidentally step on the wire? Anyway, humans will find a good reason for it.

The white dog thought of it, and the whole dog ran around in front of the camera, inadvertently driving the wires on the side.

The people in the live broadcast room only heard a stabbing sound, and then the screen went black.

[…… Is this pulling wires? ]

[Wait, will it still be broadcast?] I haven't absorbed enough of my Little White No. 2 energy today——]

[I haven't seen Xiaobai since the live broadcast room opened, and I pressed five cents and slept lazily.] ]

[Who cultivated his habit of fishing?] Oh me, that's fine. ]

There were a few barrages in the live broadcast room, and the fans who didn't wait for the signal to recover completely finalized the view that the owner of the live broadcast room went fishing.

The white dog, who didn't buckle the pot for the body, swept his tail with his tail, buckled the laptop screen, plugged the power supply and network cable back in, and jumped off the table.

Walking around the house, the focus is on getting into the room where the fluffy noodle man is.

It is to be hungry and connect to the ontology of one's own vision when there is time.

The main body runs away, and you have to squeeze it.

After sowing and eating, the white dog looked at the clock, and it was time for a daily walk.

It was about to climb out of the kitchen window as it had done before, when it had just climbed onto the windowsill when the doorbell rang at the door.

The head covered by the fluff turned back instantly, and the white dog looked in the direction of the door.

The doorbell rang twice, and the people outside turned to knock on the door and said, "Mr. Bai, are you there, Mr. Bai?" Ahem......"

The people outside shouted twice and began to cough, and the white dog recognized the other person's voice—it was a tool man who often came to deliver things...... Ahem, the voice of community worker Xiao Jiang.

The white dog wanted to jump away and ignore it, but the people outside the door coughed louder and louder, and there was a posture of coughing out the lungs.

White Dog: ......

The white dog, who didn't really want to know another relationship, returned the same way from the kitchen windowsill and passed the living room to the door.

The small dog could not reach the doorknob so he could only jump on it, press down the doorknob with his weight, and hit it again and again, and the door creaked outward.

The people outside obviously didn't expect the door to open so abruptly, because of the stance and sluggish reaction were almost smashed.

Xiao Jiang, a community worker, shook his body and held himself steady against the wall.

He was wearing a mask on his face, and his voice was muffled at this time: "Mr. Bai...... Yes? ”

The scene behind the door made his mind stand still for a moment.

It was not a man who opened the door, but a dog.

Xiao Jiang, a community worker, looked at the dog who was squatting on the ground and wagging its tail at him.

He remembered that it was Mr. Bai's dog, whose name was ...... Little White No. 2 is coming?

Xiao Jiang, a community worker, is quite familiar with this Bichon Frise, mainly because it often runs around the community, and some residents have raised objections to the behavior of not leashing.

Helplessly, the Bichon Frise is too good to run, and it can't be caught if you want to, and people who can't get used to it can't hit it, and you will be unlucky afterwards.

Literally unlucky, inexplicably falling or something, serious fractures and hospitalization.

Over time, the furry Bichon Frise has become an existence that is avoided by the unscrupulous in the community, and has a reputation as an evil little devil.

Of course, Xiao Jiang, a community worker, disagrees with these views.

He admits that walking the dog on a leash is not good, but it is not impossible to turn a blind eye in harmless situations...... But then again, Mr. Bai's dog seems to have never seen anyone when he slipped away?

When people's minds are confused, they always think about irrelevant things, like Xiao Jiang, a community worker, but when he sees the dog thinking of its name, his thoughts diverge all the way, and he doesn't even respond to the white dog smacking in front of him several times.

White Dog: ......

White Dog: It's over, isn't this person stupid?

From the perspective of a white dog and an ordinary pet dog, it can be seen that humans cover their unnatural faces under the mask, coupled with this breathing rate and body temperature, there is a high probability of fever.

Xiao Jiang, a community worker, diverged for a while before remembering that he had something to do when he came to knock on the door.

He looked inside the house that looked apparently uninvisible, and then at the white dog crouching in front of him.

Xiao Jiang, a community worker, unconsciously leaned down and propped his hands on his knees: "It's Xiaobai No. 2, your master is not at home?" ”

White dogs know that humans have the habit of talking to pets, and even more so, they will keep pets as children.

As an excellent tool man, the white dog tilted his head, pretending not to understand, and snorted.

Xiao Jiang, a community worker, knocked his head: "Yes, I told you that you don't understand." ”

The man tried to walk inside the door, but found that the white dog did not stop him, so he silently interrupted, and lifted the bag outside and took it inside.

The movement of supporting himself from the squatting position was too fast, and he was already a little cold, and his body sank, and he was dragged forward by the heavy object.

fell to the ground so quickly that the white dog, who was only an ordinary pet dog for the time being, had no time to react.

It heard only a thud, and the human head touched the ground, never to lift it again.

The white dog figuratively used the fluff on the top of its head to make a question mark, and then it circled around the community worker Xiaojiang and found that the person had really fainted.

Because it was too heavy, he fainted.

The white dog was silent for a few seconds, then looked out.

The sudden inversion of the human makes a subtle scene by the open door.

Xiao Jiang, a community worker, was still lying outside the door with his feet on his heels, and lying inside the door above his ankles.

From the outside, it looks like someone has been mishapted, and if you apply to the spot again and smear some code in front of your finger, it will look like a murder scene.

The white dog crouched there, bored thinking: what now?

Whether it's carrying people out or closing the door inside is a bad choice, and if you can, the white dog wants to wake people up.

It's better to send someone to a hospital again...... Ontology is still the same sentence, it is too troublesome to manage a new relationship.

From the perspective of the white dog, Xiao Jiang, a community worker, is also like a balloon that is leaking, and death is approaching people.

The white dog thought about it with a non-existent mind, circled to the side of the human, and pulled the phone out of the other's pocket with the dog's paws.

Fingerprint unlocking is an extremely convenient way for humans to be in the field.

What is the number of the human ambulance, 120?

The meat pad slapped a few times on the mobile phone, and after the three numbers were pressed and dialed out, the white dog slapped the human face with his tail.

The tail flicked in the air and made a cracking sound, only to reduce its strength when it was close to the human face, but it still made a red mark.

Under such force, Xiao Jiang, a community worker, obviously couldn't faint anymore, and he himself was a light sleep.

The human woke up from pain, and there was a busy sound of "beep-beep-" in his ears, and before anyone could react to what was happening, the emergency number had been connected.

The slightly sweet and gentle voice of the operator on the other end of the phone asked what help he needed, and Xiao Jiang, a community worker, propped himself up from the ground, and responded with uh-huh.

He fainted.

He dialed 120 ...... before he fainted?

The latter may be strange to look at, he has no impression of taking out his mobile phone to call the emergency number at all, but there is no one else at the scene.

There is only one dog.

Xiao Jiang, a community worker, couldn't think that it would be a Bichon Frise to help him turn his phone out and call the emergency number...... Right?

Looking uncertainly at his own face reflected on the screen of his phone, there was a suspicious, elongated red mark on it.

The human brain moved, and he probably understood how he woke up.

The operator of the emergency phone was still there asking questions, and the community worker Xiao Jiang wanted to refuse, but the white dog barked twice next to him, and the community worker Xiao Jiang changed his words in a daze.

He reported the address of his community, the house number of the building where Bai Su lived, and said that he would wait downstairs.

When asked if he was feeling unwell, Xiao Jiang, a community worker, got stuck.

"If you have to say it...... It's just that I fainted with heart palpitations, right? "Non-specialists can only describe their feelings in general terms.

The operator at the dispatch center was quiet for a few seconds, and then answered, "Okay, we'll send a car to pick you up right away." ”

"But will the hospital be delivered to the city center?"

It's not the nearest hospital as Xiao Jiang said, but the city center farther away.

……

The click of a door cracking sounded unusually clear in a quiet room.

The cloaked man, who was so clear that he was sitting drowsy at the table, raised his head in an instant and looked in the direction of the door.

At this time, the light released by the candles lit to create the atmosphere became an obstacle, and with the appearance of white hair and black eyes, it was a little more conspicuous in the dim environment with cold white skin.

However, Bai Su was still not as good as the other person sitting at the table.

Light blonde hair turned white in the halo, and the handsome young man, along with his companion, turned his gaze to the door.

The eyes of the three of them were square, and Bai Su showed a smile that matched the environment.

The smile is a little eerie.

In fact, Bai Su originally planned to sit down and listen to a few words, but he still overestimated his ability to endure.

The smile on his face wasn't so distorted, it was really caused by the environment.

It stinks.

It was still an unpleasant smell that could not be avoided by cutting off the sense of smell, and almost the moment he entered the room, Bai Su couldn't restrain his heart from tearing down the room.

For example, on the backs of the two humans facing him, which were not visible, rounded orbs lifted the clothes in a considerable arc, rubbing against them from time to time.

Fortunately, after the coat is enough, I can't see the clues.

Not blooming a few on his exposed skin was his best effort.

Bai Su rubbed his fingers behind his back, and then put his palms together and placed them in front of him.

"Alright, let's make a long story short." The dark-haired youth's dark eyes were dim, "Which of you will tell me about what is hidden behind your Tuochuan." ”

"Or rather, which one?"

The shadow cast by the candlelight on the wall began to wriggle at angles invisible to humans, showing a certain truth.

Which one's question is quite subtle.

Baisu is from ...... The "Miss Qi" who had eaten and drank coffee with him speculated that there must be similar existences like him in this world.

After all, "Miss Qi" called him a lover of leather jackets, and also claimed that there was a black-skinned kind, although he had not met yet.

In Bai Su's memories of the other world that was missing to the fragment, there were multiple of the same kind.

The one who fought with him and lost him seems to be ...... Seems pretty powerful?

Bai Su thought uncertainly, the memories he found did not have a specific picture of their battle, not even a fragment, only the scene of himself running away "in gray".

There was no hostility in that scene, and if he thought about it further, he could only think of a little bit...... Slippery touch, and delicious tentacles...... Tentacle?

The taste and chewiness in his mouth seemed to be regained, and Bai Su subconsciously moved his teeth twice, but unfortunately he only bit the air.

Gluttony and nausea clashed, and finally the real stench broke through the illusory sweetness and dragged Bai Su out of his memory.

It didn't take long for him to wander, only three seconds passed in reality.

Three seconds is enough for humans to realize what Bai Su said earlier and react.

The cloaked man slapped the table with one hand, causing his palms to ache from the force he exerted, but that wasn't the point.

The cloaked man then stood up, pushing the table away and the chair slamming away, pointing at the white man.

"I felt that something was wrong...... "the cloaked man muttered to himself, "it turned out that the number of people was not right." ”

The Cloakman's spells are successful, but success does not mean that everyone can be shrouded in spells, and theoretically there is a need for a confrontation in the process.

But most people in this world are ordinary people, and the probability of success is too small.

Now, there is one in front of you, and the one who comes is not good.

The black-haired young man looked "kindly" ahead and repeated: "So, which one is behind Tuochuan?" ”

(End of chapter)