Heavy clouds pressed over the city, and the sky and earth were dark.
On the streets of Dingzhou, broken bricks and tiles are piled in the streets and alleys. The low wind blows the slightest sand, weaving into a soft and dense net, covering the entire city of Dingzhou.
It was May in this world, spring was about to pass, and summer had not yet arrived. Logically speaking, it was the time when hundreds of insects were buzzing and thousands of flowers were blooming, but there was no other sound on the street except the hurried footsteps of pedestrians.
After all, this is a city that has just experienced the largest earthquake in a century. The whole city is quiet, and everyone is waiting in silence for recovery after the disaster.
It had just rained heavily and the ground was wet.
In the open space in front of a shop along the street by the river, a dog curled up lovingly at its owner's feet. It raised its head, stretched out its long, red tongue, and intimately licked its owner's rough and wet penis. The owner also caressed its head gently and intimately with its muddy trouser legs, as if straightening out its collar for a child traveling far away.
But this warm scene did not last long. The owner put its head in his arms, and a long silver-white blade was inserted into its neck. The bright red blood quickly stained its neck. The dog was frightened. It whined and darted under the broken ruins next to the shop like an arrow. It looked at its owner in confusion, with confusion and a little splash in its eyes.
The owner waved to it, and the puppy didn't hesitate. Without thinking, it crawled back through the blood flowing from its neck, and continued to nestle closely at the owner's feet, but its body was shaking slightly.
The owner touched the puppy's head again, as if soothing the wound of an injured child. The owner closed his eyes and kissed the puppy's head, which seemed to be infinitely intimate and close.
But this was only a fleeting moment of tenderness. The master's knife accurately penetrated its neck again, with the same force and position as before.
It whined, wearing a red scarf around its neck, and rushed into the ruins next to the shop out of control.
The owner waved to him. This time it thought for a while, but still chose to believe its owner and crawled back again.
This was repeated several times before it died on its way to its owner again.
It had lost all the blood in its body, and the dazzling red color was smeared on the wet ground with a warm fishy smell. However, the blood was quickly washed away by the owner with basin after basin of cold water, and mixed with The sand and dust on the ground mixed together into a stream of sewage, which flowed into the river not far away that passed through the entire Dingzhou City. The blood passed by the river and eventually disappeared into the river.
Wang Xiaotai was sitting in this shop, sitting on a clean and dust-free chair, watching this scene intently.
Watching the dog's shaking less and less each time, watching its back still spasming, watching the owner nonchalantly wipe the blood on the blade, she felt an indescribable force taking hold of her. There was an indescribable and uncontrollable sense of sarcasm and disgust in my stomach.
The dog's body was placed casually on the ground. The dog's eyes were fixed, facing the direction of Wang Xiaotai. Wang Xiaotai looked at its eyes with doubts and tears in silence. His throat was so dry and his mind was wandering. Know what to think.
The owner carried the dog's body, skinned it, cut its head, and chopped it into pieces with skillful movements. After a while, the dog meat was put into the pot, and the smell of meat slowly wafted out of the pot.
She had a gut feeling about what she should do, but she didn't know what she should do to relieve her sudden thirst.
This was not the first time she had seen killing, and she even had human blood on her hands.
She also knew that after the earthquake, there would be a year of great disaster. People would have no food to eat, and no one would be able to take care of the dogs. But no matter what, she still felt inexplicably sad.
It was a kind of compassion, divine sadness that did not belong to her.
The owner of the shop brought the steaming dog meat noodle soup to the table with a warm smile and invited Wang Xiaomo to eat the noodles.
"This is our famous dog meat noodles in Dingzhou. I am not a small boast, but our noodles are the most delicious in Dingzhou. Please try it, sir!"
Looking at the strange-smelling bowl of noodles in front of her, and the few emerald green onions floating on the thick oily noodle soup, Wang Xiaotai knew that this was the noodles cooked specially for her by the boss. She also knew that the boss relied on him after the disaster. This kind of noodles can survive in Dingzhou, and now the boss is looking at her eagerly, waiting for her evaluation after tasting the noodles.
But when she picked up the chopsticks, she really couldn't put it down, couldn't eat it, and couldn't say any words of rejection that she couldn't eat.
"You don't have to eat it if you don't want to," someone sat down at his table, "Boss, a bowl of plain noodles, don't put the dog meat soup in it. I can't get used to it from out of town."
In front of her was a slim girl with her hair tied up high with a fiery red hairband. She was dressed in a neat white dress with narrow sleeves. The sun shone brightly, and her skin was more reflected than snow. Her eyebrows were picturesque, as if she had come from another world. Coming across, there is a kind of beauty that is incompatible with this ruined world but is real.
The girl smiled slightly, put her sword on the table, and looked at Wang Xiaotai, "If fellow Taoist can't get used to it, just pay the money and just exchange it with the boss for a bowl. Why should you hesitate?"
"Not everyone in this world likes to eat dog meat."
The girl with a high ponytail moved the bowl of noodles in front of Wang Xiaotai and greeted the boss, "Boss, you can take this bowl of noodles to your home. Give this girl a bowl of plain noodles too. Don't add chopped green onions or use dog meat soup." "
"okay!"
The boss happily responded.
"Humanity is always auspicious, and my Taoist friends will make a fortune. I wonder what you are doing in this Dingzhou city?"
The girl was very familiar with herself. She arranged a bowl of plain noodles for Wang Xiaotai, poured her a bowl of water, and handed it to Wang Xiaotai. She looked at Wang Xiaotai and raised her eyebrows slightly, and she was in high spirits while talking and laughing.
Fellow Taoist get rich?
Could this person be a follower of Empress Fuyao?
Wang Xiaotai let out a breath. She had long since lost interest in eating noodles. She put the money for dog meat noodles on the table, stood up and bowed slightly to the girl, said "Thank you" softly, turned around and left the noodle stall.
Her divinity is now beginning to appear. Although she has not yet formed a mature and complete divinity, she can barely be regarded as a quasi-god of wealth.
With a thank you from the quasi-god of wealth, that girl will be able to make a fortune this year at least.
It has been more than half a year since I participated in the Immortal Selection Fair. The name of Fuyao, the God of Wealth, has spread widely. Especially when people found out that they could actually get eggs, rice and transfer pots by sincerely worshiping Fuyao. This caused a stir in the land of Jiuzhou. There is a trend of praying every day to exchange eggs.
At the beginning, no one replaced the ordinary transfer pot, but soon people heard all kinds of magical stories about this transfer pot. When they tried to use the transfer pot, something magical happened.
If you put an egg into the transfer pot, it will turn into two eggs. If you put a grain of rice in it, it will turn into two grains of rice. What about the gold? Where is the silver? What about jewelry?
When people discovered what kind of transfer pot this was, it was a simple version of a cornucopia! People began to rush for the Fuyao Empress transfer pot.
At this time, Empress Fuyao stood up and regretfully told everyone that because everyone's enthusiasm exceeded imagination, there are no more transfer pots now, and there is no way to satisfy all believers. The remaining transfer pots can only be purchased with limited purchases, only for the most loyal believers. Only then can I get this transfer pot.
That is to say, I am very excited about the transfer pot...
Come to Dingzhou to recruit believers! It's like opening a small copy.
Everyone can guess who this girl with red hair is. Her name is very popular. Although she has not appeared before, her name has appeared several times.
Finally, thank you to classmate Xu Yaowen for your suggestions and support! I have rushed to change the cover, hahaha. This is the cover that comes with Qidian and I have not changed it. It will probably take several days before I can see the new cover! If you are still not satisfied with the new cover, you can change it again hahaha. Comments are welcome! There is also an introduction...it is really difficult to create an introduction. The first paragraph of this book is this scumbag introduction_Students with suggestions are also welcome to contribute! As for the title of the book...I can't think of anything more suitable than this...
That is to say, we really don’t let any dragon go, even the dragon on the cover will be killed immediately ()
When it comes to how to kill a dragon, kill the dragon on the cover first!
(End of chapter)
