Mysterious treasure chest

Chapter 463 Split dog personality, extremely dangerous?
When Yang Hao returned home, everyone in the family had already woken up. Little Lolita was serving breakfast from the kitchen, and she saw her pale brother at a glance, and asked concerned: "Brother, why do you look so empty? Didn't sleep well last night?"

"Uh, it's okay, I just had a nightmare." Yang Hao cheered up, sat down at the table, grabbed the big meaty buns and started to gobble them up. Now his body has been hollowed out and he urgently needs to replenish his energy.

Little Lolita was taken aback by his 'ruthless' eating, curled her lips and said, "Brother, eat slowly, and no one will grab you."

Yang Hao couldn't stop at all, he slurred his words while eating: "By the way, Xiaohuan, do you have any bones at home, you can bring me some, I just picked up a little dirt dog outside, it probably starved too Come on, get him something to eat."

"Little dirt dog?" Little Loli asked with a confused face, "Where is it? Why didn't I see it? Besides, the little dirt dog can't gnaw bones. You should get some milk for it, right?"

Yang Hao shook his head: "No, just listen to my brother, just get a few bones for it. Besides, I walk faster, and it is crawling over after me. It should arrive soon."

Little Lolita was so dumbfounded, she didn't dare to say it: "Brother, you...you are not kidding me, are you?"

She grew up in the village since she was a child, so she naturally knows the habits of rural dogs. Even a homeless little stray dog ​​can't be so spiritual, and even knows how to go home with its new owner?
But at this moment, a pitiful and extremely miserable little black dirt dog appeared at the gate. This little guy had wounds all over his head, and he wobbled when he walked, as if he was going to be scared at any time. It is possible to fall down and die.

Moreover, a burnt smell could be smelled from a long distance away, emanating from those wounds, as bad as a plastic bag that had been scorched by fire.

The little Lolita was stunned for a moment, and then she was filled with love in an instant. She ran over and squatted down to take a closer look at those wounds. Which pervert did such a good thing, how could he have the heart to do something to such a cute little dog, it's simply devoid of conscience!"

puff!
Yang Hao squirted out a mouthful of steamed stuffed buns, almost rolled his eyes from choking, and coughed again and again: "Ahem, cough, Xiao...Xiaohuan, be careful that it bites, you should hurry up and get some bones for it to gnaw on, you see It is so weak and unlucky, it must be starving."

"It's only so small, how can it gnaw the bones..." Little Loli retorted, while reaching out her hand, wanting to touch the poor little dirt dog.

As a result, at this moment, the little dog in front of her suddenly bared its teeth at her, and let out a low growl from the depths of its throat, followed by an invisible murderous aura.

The little Lolita was so frightened that she sat down on the ground with a wow, and almost burst into tears on the spot.

Yang Hao stared angrily, the little dog whimpered in fright, pitifully withdrew his momentum, staggered to Yang Hao's side, and rubbed his feet flatteringly.

Only then did Little Loli come to her senses, looking at the little dog who was trying to be cute to her brother, she almost thought that the scary feeling just now was just her own illusion, but she never dared to get close to the seemingly harmless little dog again .

When the little Lolita went to the kitchen to look for the bones with lingering fears, Yang Hao kicked the little dog angrily, and reprimanded him consciously: "Damn, if you don't want to become a pot of dog meat hot pot, then give it to me in the future." Be honest, do you hear me?!"

The little dog nodded with an aggrieved expression: "I heard, Brother Hao, but...can you change my name, 'Wangcai' or something is really unacceptable to me, and besides, I don't eat bones. I want to eat meat."

Yang Hao frowned: "Damn, you really have a lot to ask for, then you can choose for yourself, either change your name or eat meat."

The little dog blinked and asked pitifully, "Can you choose them all?"

"No, you can't have both, you can only choose one." Yang Hao didn't intend to give it any good looks, you must know that this guy is wild and unruly, even if he controls its life and death now, But if you want to use your fingers like an arm, you still have to kill its wildness bit by bit.

The little dog was full of confusion, but finally succumbed to Yang Hao's lust, and said realistically, "Then I'll choose to eat meat."

Yang Hao rolled his eyes: "Well, I didn't expect you to be so unscrupulous, but I keep my word, so I'll call you 'Wangcai' from now on."

He checked that no one was there, picked up a big meat bun from the plate, threw it to Wangcai, and said: "As for the problem of eating meat, let's settle it in private. You still have to restrain yourself in front of other people. After all, your current status But a young pastoral dog, understand?"

Wangcai's mouth instantly expanded to a terrifying extent, and he swallowed the big meat bun in one gulp, then smacked his lips, wagging his tail with a fawning expression: "Understood, pretending, Brother Hao, don't worry, I I promise not to get you into trouble."

It said, staring straight at the big meat buns on the table, drooling: "By the way, brother Hao, what is this white thing called? It's delicious. Can you give me another one? Just one." , let me taste it again, okay?"

Yang Hao didn't expect this guy to be so unscrupulous. If it was put in the war years, it would be a "dog traitor". Seeing how humble it is, it's no wonder there is the word "dog slave".

He casually threw two big meat buns to Wangcai, and sighed: "Eat it, eat it, it's really hard for you, the majestic 'Hell Three-headed Dog', now he is playing tricks in order to be able to eat one more meat bun, There’s really no one left.”

Hearing this, Wangcai burst into tears instantly, and while swallowing the buns in his stomach, he cried in his heart: Damn, is it easy for me to eat for a living, woo woo woo!

After Yang Hao conquered Wangcai before, he discovered that two related messages had popped up when the membership system was smashing eggs.

The first message is a reminder: Congratulations, the drifting egg (brass) has been picked up successfully, and it contains a hell three-headed dog (juvenile), please pay attention to check it. (If there is any accident, we will not be responsible)
The second message is the brief information of this three-headed hellhound (juvenile): a powerful monster from the land of brimstone, which will have three heads when it becomes an adult, and possess different abilities, and its combat effectiveness is extremely strong. (Triple dog split, extremely dangerous)
When Yang Hao saw the friendly reminder behind these two messages, his head was instantly covered with black lines, but he also gained some experience and experience in picking up drifting eggs.

Generally speaking, although the smashing of eggs was extremely thrilling, I still made money. A live three-headed dog, even if it is just a juvenile, is definitely more valuable than dog meat hot pot. ╮(╯3╰)╭

(End of this chapter)