In Yuanjie, a bright moon hung in the sky, and various vehicles in the sky were busy in their respective lanes. Under the bright lights of various colors, the bright moon became a foil. I lay down in the grass in the central garden of the city and used
The pointed nose points to the sky and desperately smells the smell of danger that may come at any time.
Because just now, I was chased by the administrator of the central garden and his vicious dog. I stuck out my long tongue that smelled of blood and tried my best to control my trembling body.
Unexpectedly, I actually entered the body of a black puppy that was attacked and killed by other stray dogs because it was fighting for food in a trash can in an alley. Those big dogs were obviously interested in the little black puppy that I had just killed.
The news of the dog being resurrected was so frightening that everyone was as dumbfounded as a dog. It was precisely because of this that I took the dog body and ran away.
I just felt a detection frequency field that was very similar to the frequency field of my own conscious body. I looked around, and there was no movement except the administrator's search light that was gradually moving away.
"Gululu" a loud sound came from my belly, and the feeling of hunger flooded into my mind. I don't know how long it had been since this dog had eaten. It was so hungry for so long.
I don't feel hungry anymore. When I was in the sub-territory, I was the president of the Twin Snakes Society, so of course I didn't have to worry about food and drink. Even when I was in the New Territories, I didn't have to worry about stomach problems when I wasn't rich.
I have no choice but to take the risk and wander around again. At any rate, I have a body to rely on now, which is much better than becoming a wandering soul. I can't let this newly resurrected dog starve to death again.
Trash can? Of course not. This is not because I am afraid of those dirty stray dogs (although I am not much better now), but because I feel that I must treat this dog body to a big meal, otherwise it will be too much.
I feel sorry for this dog that has already died once!
It is not difficult for a dog to find food, but what is difficult is how to have a big meal as a dirty stray dog.
I walked around and came to an area that was not prosperous. In fact, for a dog, prosperity as defined by humans is really not in its eyes. It is now being led by an unusually delicious smell.
came, and this smell came from the manor in front of me.
I wagged my tail, lowered my head and sniffed the ground carefully with my nose and began to identify the source of the fragrance. Yes, that heavenly smell came from the north side of the manor. I raised my head and looked around
The manor is tightly surrounded by green plants. The dividing line between the manor and the surrounding areas is neat rows of low shrubs. The lights in the manor emit soft light. From time to time, people walk through the paths inside without anyone noticing.
A stray dog has slipped in quietly.
"When do you think Miss Lisa will come back from the sub-realm?" A woman's voice came over.
I quickly retracted my two front legs that had just stepped onto the path paved with colorful pebbles.
"Who knows, she took too long to leave this time, which caused our wife to have many quarrels with the master." Another woman replied gossiping.
"It's true what you said. The last few times, the young lady went to the sub-realm by herself and was found by the people sent by the master. But this time, for some reason, the master sent several groups of people to the sub-realm.
No sign of the lady was found. Is it true that the lady is determined not to come back this time?" The woman who asked the question before continued to ask.
"Miss Lisa is just too willful. I just said a few words to her, and she ran away in anger. I really don't want to let you and your wife worry. Tell me, what a good person they are! Li.
This kid Sa is really ignorant." Another woman began to complain.
"Okay, okay. Do you still have a place to discuss here? Work hard. The master over there is still entertaining friends. Hurry up." A man's voice came, and he was urging the man.
A few gossipy maids.
As their footsteps receded, I peered down the path for a while, and saw that no one was there. Then I cautiously stepped out, stretched out my nose to check the direction, and then put my tail between my legs.
Continue to the source of delicious food.
"Hurry up! There are still several dishes that have not been served. Today is a happy day for the master. We must not spoil his happiness." A thin and tall man was standing at the door of the large kitchen and looking in.
Shouting.
The reason why I can identify this place as the kitchen is because all kinds of delicacies that are right in front of my nose can’t wait to get into my nostrils, so my saliva follows one after another and flows all over the floor along my long tongue. I
I rolled my long, wet tongue back and forth around my pointed mouth and looked around for opportunities, because people were always coming and going at the door of the kitchen, and so many legs were swinging back and forth at the door. I had to look for opportunities.
There is a hole to get in, otherwise you will have to hit those legs.
Finally, the opportunity came. I jumped up and rushed towards the door of the kitchen. I flashed through the gap between N legs, and a sharp scream came from behind me: "Where did this stray dog come from? How can it run away?"
Is it in the kitchen? Get it out of here quickly!"
How could I give him that chance? Before he could say anything, I had already jumped in. It didn't matter when I entered. I was immediately surrounded by delicious flavors coming from all directions, which made me hesitate. I didn't know where to turn.
Which way did it go.
Just as I stood up with my four legs and dragged my saliva-filled tongue around to look around at the many rooms here, the sharp voice also followed behind me, "It's right over there, hurry up, get it."
Come here with the fish net and catch this damn stinky dog."
Following that sharp sound, it was not just a net, but dozens of nets came towards me. Hum, I am not afraid of this thing. I suddenly lowered my body and took a look at one with a big erect penis.
The fat man with a belly pounced towards him, revealing rows of white sharp teeth in his mouth.
There was no net in the hands of the fat man, but he was holding a huge plate with a golden lid on it. It seemed that he was not here to catch me, but happened to be carrying delicious food just out of the oven.
Send it to the cook outside.
Under the double pressure of my ferocious eyes and the extremely unfriendly threatening voice whining in my throat, the fat man said "Oh my God!", turned around and wanted to run away, but I don't know whether it was because of fear or the slippery ground.
Just after taking half a step, he fell to the ground with a loud bang and ate his shit (Eh, no! In view of my current physical condition, it is really inappropriate to use this word to describe the fat man), and then
The fat man's painful "ouch" sound was accompanied by the plate in his hand that fell to the ground. The golden lid was thrown far away until it hit a leg and stopped.
The plate was upside down on the ground and was torn into pieces, but that was not the point. The point was a steaming, yellow thing that looked like a chicken, which was calling to me with a charming figure and extremely tempting delicacy.
It was as if he was saying to me: "Come on! What are you waiting for? Eat me quickly."
Okay, I must be satisfied with this idea. I jumped forward again, picked up the delicious ball with my mouth full of saliva, turned around and rushed towards the kitchen door, because I had to find a secluded place to enjoy it slowly.
The hard-earned deliciousness can be regarded as my fulfillment of my previous promise to treat this dog body well.