The two-faced strange dog lay on the ground, with the rain lapping on its body.
Under the illumination of the car lights, you could clearly see that its body was shaking slightly, and the spasms of its muscles and skin reflected the dark fear in its heart. otbnkotgt The black energy surrounding the two-faced strange dog was floating back and forth.
There seemed to be an invisible wall around the old man.
The black energy could not pass through.
The two-faced strange dog did not even dare to show its teeth.
It just lay there and prayed.
He looked at the old gentleman in front of him.
The old man gently turned a buckle on the umbrella handle.
Unexpectedly, the umbrella handle could be pulled out, and inserted into the umbrella frame was a sharp short knife.
He raised the short knife and slowly inserted it into the neck of the two-faced monster dog.
This short knife was incredibly fast, even far faster than the three-edged stab we used.
The blood soon flowed out from the wound on the neck of the two-faced monster dog, and the old gentleman filled it up with a glass bottle.
"I think this much should be enough."
He shook the glass bottle in his hand.
What the three of us had never been able to do in our lifetime was easily accomplished in a few seconds.
It was really hard to accept it.
The old gentleman turned around and came over, sealed the cap of the blood bottle and stuffed it into my arms.
Then he said: "Please wait a moment, we still need to deal with this monster."
He turned around and walked back again, but the two-faced strange dog still lay on the spot and did not move, or in other words, it did not dare to move.
"Demons cannot enter human cities.
This is a rule that has been established for nearly a thousand years.
If you break the rule, you will die."
After hearing his words, the two-faced strange dog raised its head and whimpered a few words in a low voice, as if it was fighting, and the black air around it began to stir restlessly.
"Rules are rules, just like laws.
Because of these rules, today's world is created, and because of these rules, order is preserved.
If you break a rule, you should be punished."
As he spoke, he pointed the short knife in his hand at the center of the two-faced strange dog's head.
The two-faced strange dog's breathing immediately became rapid, and its breath also began to become anxious and restless.
"Ouch" Suddenly, the monster roared, jumped up from the ground, and actually opened its mouth and bit the old gentleman.
Sure enough, this kid definitely didn't want to end his life like this, and his big mouth almost bit the old man's neck.
But at this moment, the bright light on the short knife suddenly flashed, and the air around him suddenly started to circulate rapidly.
Perhaps in less than a second, or perhaps in a shorter period of time, the dagger had pierced the neck of the two-faced monster dog, and blood flowed down the handle of the dagger and dripped into the soil.
The double-faced strange dog that opened its mouth fell down uncontrollably before it even had time to close its mouth.
From birth to death, from living to corpse, this change was so fast that I was stunned.
The old gentleman took out a handkerchief from his pocket and covered the face of the two-faced strange dog.
Then he used a short knife to pierce the heart of the strange dog at lightning speed.
With two knives, the dog almost killed the three of us.
The monster has no life left.
The heavy rain in the sky gradually stopped, and the cold wind stopped blowing.
The old man put back his dagger, put away his umbrella, turned to look at me and said, "Mr.
Ba, do you want to go back by yourself, or let me give you a ride?"
" I had not yet recovered from what had just happened.
I looked at the corpse of the strange dog on the ground, and then at the smiling face of the old gentleman, feeling that he was calming down again.
At this moment, my mind is really blank The white car should be very expensive because the interior is very luxurious.
I don't know much about cars.
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I still have to ask Fatty about this, but I have seen Cadillac, a luxury car that dominated the country in that era, but it seems even worse than the one in front of me.
Worse.
I was sitting in the back seat, almost half-lying down.
The old gentleman was driving fairly steadily.
He glanced at me through the rearview mirror, frowned slightly and said, "I'm sorry, please forgive me for being a little rude, but can you please stop bleeding?"
It got on my seat, which is made of leather and it’s hard to clean if it’s stained with blood.”
I felt very unhappy at the time.
I was almost killed, yet I was asked to sit upright.
Isn’t this forcing someone to do something difficult?
"I don't want to either" The car shook slightly, and I felt so sleepy that I looked weak even when I spoke.
"If I were you, I wouldn't sleep now.
You're bleeding too much and your body temperature has been dropping.
After you fall asleep, your body temperature will be even lower, and you will die.
It takes about forty minutes from our departure to the nearest hospital.
So let's have a chat and maybe it can help you get through this difficult time."
He spoke quickly but heard clearly.
Sometimes he is not as polite as an old gentleman, but more like a frail scholar who has just stepped into society.
If I hadn't seen his clean and neat method of killing monsters, I might have slapped my nose on the face and thought I could defeat the old gentleman in front of me.
He smiled miserably and asked, "Are you a friend of Mr.
Cui?"
"That's right.
I was a little anxious in the past.
He is an interesting person."
The old gentleman driving the car nodded and answered.
"Then who are you?
I know you have a great background, and you must be a master on the road.
I hope you can teach me.
Ahem."
I was still coughing up blood as I spoke.
"I'm sorry, it's better that you don't know my origins, that will do you no good."
He seemed mysterious and kept his mouth shut.
"Okay, how did you and the old man know each other?"
My head was dizzy and I started asking random questions without thinking too much.
"In the Battle of Huaihai, he followed the troops into Shanghai.
We met at that time."
The answer was simple and clear.
I smiled and asked, "Do you have any cigarettes here?
Would you like to smoke one?"
The old gentleman took out a hand and took out an exquisite cigarette case from his arms.
It was made of copper and could only be used by very particular people.
After he opened it I took one.
"The lighter is on your left.
If you smoke, please open the window.
I don't want the smell of smoke to stay in the car."
I seriously suspected that this old man had mysophobia.
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He held a cigarette in his mouth, lit it, and took one puff into his throat, and his whole body seemed to come alive.
The tobacco was very good, and for the first time I felt like I was smoking a different cigarette.
“This smoke is really good” I said sincerely.
"Looks like you're doing better."
There were no pedestrians on the road.
We had left the muddy mountain road and officially entered the flat road, and the speed of the car increased accordingly.
"Thank you for saving me" I didn't say this sentence just now.
I looked at his back and spoke sincerely.
"You don't have to be so polite.
This is a favor I owe Mr.
Cui, and I've paid it back now."
He paused, and then said as if inspired by something, "I would like to advise you as a person who has experienced this, don't do it."
Don’t expect wealth beyond your own strength.
Not every night when it rains heavily, someone will come to save you.”
I was stunned, but made no excuse.
The car was speeding on the road, and I leaned on the seat and slowly closed my eyes.
Finally, I fell asleep, and this sleep was quite long.
In the dream, I saw the huge black shadow that once chased the gray wolf floating towards me.
It was very close to me, but it didn't look like a monster.
I wanted to retreat, but there was an impenetrable wall behind me.
There was no way to escape, not even a weapon that could be used to defend myself.
It floated in front of me, stopped slowly, and stared at me through the darkness.
"You still want to kill me"
I asked.
But there was no answer.
The head of the two-faced strange dog came out of the black air.
There was no ferocity in the eyes that looked at me, only sorrow and pitiful despair.
Only after death do you know the meaning of life.
But unfortunately, there is only one life, and death in this life is the end of everything.
I stretched out my hand to touch its face, but the scene in front of me was like dust blown away by the strong wind.
I suddenly opened my eyes, and I was lying on a hospital bed.
It was dark all around, and the snoring of several other patients could be heard around me.
I tried to sit up, but there was a bandage on my body, especially my broken hand. , at this moment the plaster was changed again.
I took a deep breath and touched my neck.
The bandage was tight, but at least I was still alive.
Another narrow escape, like waking up from a nightmare.
Some people say that you will naturally become numb after experiencing too much.
I think I have started to become numb.
When I woke up, I saw that the ward had no reaction at all.
Sighing softly: "It looks like I have to live here for a while again
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