Don't Discriminate Against Species

In the No. [-] cafeteria of Kyoto University, a hero dog appeared in the last two days.Two days ago, two girls were followed by a villain. When he was attacking, a pastoral dog suddenly appeared and threw the villain down, leaving the two girls unharmed.

After this incident, this pastoral dog became an Internet celebrity on the forums of Kyoto University. Not only the school allowed him to build a nest in a small room, but even the students would bring delicious food to see it.

As one of the rescued girls, Wang Yi was very afraid of dogs because she was bitten by a dog when she was a child.But when she thought of the pastoral dog that was bravely fighting gangsters at night, she felt both grateful and scared, so after buying high-end dog food in the same city for two hours, she put it far away from the kennel, but did not dare to approach it.

The dog, who looked very simple and honest, also seemed to see that she was scared, and wagged its tail and took the dog food back to the kennel, but did not approach her.After persisting like this for two or three days, Wang Yi seems to have gotten used to bringing food to the dog every time she passes the cafeteria, and the dog will always look at her with warm eyes, and the silly hairy face looks very cute.

After bringing the dog food over at night, Wang Yi stood outside the house, did not leave immediately, stood by the side and waited for the dog to finish eating before asking, "Do you have a name?"

The pastoral dog shook its ears, wagged its tail and tilted its head to look at Wang Yi, looking silly.

Amused by its cute appearance, Wang Yi cautiously approached a small step: "Can I touch your head?" She thought it was a bit ridiculous to talk to a dog, but she was too scared, Only talking meaningless nonsense can alleviate the fear in my heart.

Little by little, she stretched her hand towards the head of the pastoral dog. When there was still about ten centimeters left, Wang Yi's fingers trembled slightly, and she dared not go any further.

The pastoral dog that was lying in the kennel suddenly got up and put its head in Wang Yi's palm.Wang Yi shrank back in fright.

"Huh?" The pastoral dog tilted his head to look at her in confusion, as if asking, why didn't he touch her?

Wang Yi laughed out loud, and put her hand on the head of the pastoral dog.It was fluffy, warm, and comfortable to the touch. At this moment, her fear of pets was much less.

"Thank you." Wang Yi squatted down and looked at the pastoral dog. "Without you, I would be in danger."

The pastoral dog tilted his head to look at her, his dark eyes were extremely warm.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival holiday will be in a few days. Come home with me." Wang Yi's home is in this city, so he doesn't have to worry about how to bring the dog home. "My parents like dogs very much, but these Nian has always been concerned about my emotions, so I have never raised it. If you go to our house, they must welcome you as a new member."

The pastoral dog shook its head, and lightly touched Wang Yi's palm with its front paws a few times.

"If there is no objection, it means that you agree?" Wang Yi smiled brightly, "Then let's say it like this."

It was almost time for class, so Wang Yi had no choice but to part with the pastoral dog and hurried to the teaching building.The pastoral dog lay back on the kennel, with its chin resting on the edge of the kennel, looking inexplicably pitiful.

"Pastoral dog?" Suddenly, two people appeared in front of the pastoral dog, one was as indifferent as ice, and the other was smiling, but the smiling person did not make people think that he was weak and easy to bully.

"Are you the pastoral dog who was stolen by the contractor a few days ago, and went out and said that he wanted to seek justice from the management office, but disappeared halfway?" Fu Li took out the information and looked at it several times. He can distinguish who is who from human language, action habits, and dressing styles. Dogs don't wear clothes. If the color is the same, he really can't tell who is who for a moment.

After comparing the photos for a long time, it was confirmed that this was the missing pastoral dog that the owl said. Fu Li said: "There is a demon who reported to us that his friend is missing. We are relieved to know that you are fine, and now we are going back with us." ?"

The pastoral dog looked in the direction where the girl was leaving for a long time, and said, "Do I have to go back?"

"It's not necessary, but we have to be responsible to every citizen in the cultivation world." Fu Li took out his mobile phone, took a few photos of the pastoral dog, and uploaded them to the case closing system, "People come and go here, and the living environment is not good. What are you doing here?"

"That's better than moving bricks." The rural dog complained. "Dogs like us only please humans when they are young when they don't grow up. When they grow up, they can only be tied outside the house by farmers, regardless of the cold or heat."

"It was okay before, we could at least take care of the nursing home. Now humans like to raise golden retrievers, huskies, and pocket dogs. Even if golden retriever huskies demolish their houses, they are reluctant to be angry. But no matter how much these people like dogs, I like these rare breeds of dogs. Most of our garden dogs don’t get this kind of treatment. There are also some people who think our garden dogs are cute when they are young, so they take us back to raise them. When we grow up, they are not cute anymore. , you will feel ashamed to take out a dog with such an insignificant blood like us, and finally abandon us.”

The pastoral dog remembers very clearly that a puppy told him happily that he would soon have an owner.But three months later, he saw the puppy tied up in the yard outside the gate of the puppy’s new owner. There was a thick layer of mildew, and half a bowl of leftovers that had turned rancid.

He bit off the dog's leash and rescued the puppy, but it didn't take long for the puppy to die.Before he died, he told him that when it first arrived at the new owner's house, the little owner liked it so much that he would hug him to bed and share his steamed eggs with him.

There may be only one owner in a dog's life, but the owner can have many pets.

"The most hateful thing is those expensive dogs and cats, who have bad tempers, picky mouths, and treat their masters as slaves!" After saying this, the pastoral dog fell back down in discouragement, "But even so, humans still like them."

Probably because he felt that his face of hating the rich was too ugly, the pastoral dog put his face back into the kennel.

"It's not easy for our pastoral dogs to have an owner who will always support us and never abandon them. How dare we be as delicate as those expensive dogs and cats." The pastoral dog's tail suddenly wagged very happily, "I have never I have experienced the feeling of being pampered by my master, and just now someone said that they want to take me home, so I want to try. Anyway, anyway, I am a demon, if they don’t want to support me in the future, I can still come out and find a job to support myself.”

This pastoral dog is indeed not cute, but its fur is very clean, especially its eyes, which look very pure.

Fu Li reached out and touched his head twice: "Well, if you need it in the future, you can come to our management office to find us. No matter how humans treat different pets, in our management office, every cultivator in the cultivation world, All equal."

"Thank you." The pastoral dog shook its tail, stuck its head out of the nest, and continued to look in the direction Wang Yi left.

Seeing him like this, Fu Li and Zhuang Qing left the school.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, Fu Li went to school for another sneak peek. From a distance, he saw a little girl with a ponytail and a pastoral dog getting into a private car. The pastoral dog had a small bag in its mouth and wagged its tail. Almost only afterimages can be seen.

"Dayuan, don't be afraid when the car starts, it's a normal car start." Wang Yi reached out and gently hugged the pastoral dog to calm his emotions, "Dad, let's go buy some daily necessities for Dayuan later. With toys."

"Okay." The middle-aged man who was driving reached out and stroked the head of the pastoral dog, and drove happily.

They finally have a dog at home!

"Hey." The pastoral dog barked softly, attracting a loving caress from the owner.

"Dayuan is not afraid, I will buy you toys later."

Fu Li stood on the side of the street, watching the car carrying the family of three slowly drive away, with his hands behind his back, humming a song in a good mood, shrinking into inches, and came outside Zhuang Qing's house in the blink of an eye.

"Zhuang Xiaolong, get up." Fu Li put his face on the window outside Zhuang Qing's room, "Hurry up, we should catch fish."

"Didn't you say you won't go until ten o'clock?" Zhuang Qing opened the window, and Fu Li turned into a rabbit and jumped in.

"Isn't it almost ten o'clock?"

Zhuang Qing glanced at the time, it was almost ten o'clock after nine o'clock?

Looking down at the rabbit on the table, jumping from left to right, and then from right to left, he found a set of clothes from the closet: "I'll go change and leave."

"Hurry up, hurry up!" The white rabbit jumped up and down several times, like a primary school student who is about to go on a trip, so excited that he couldn't sit still.

Zhuang Qing couldn't help poking his butt a few times, then took him by the neck and put him on the bed: "Don't jump, it dazzles me."

Even his heart had to jump up and down, so tired that he panicked.

When Zhuang Qing changed his clothes and came out, Fu Li jumped on his shoulder, stood upright on his hind legs, and waved his right front paw: "Let's go, Dragon Knight!"

"What movie did you watch with the cricket again?" Zhuang Qing rubbed his forehead, feeling a little pain in his forehead.It was only a few days since the cockroach came to the management office, but he taught Fu Li a lot of bad habits.

"Look and laugh." Fu Li touched Zhuang Qing's face with his paw, "I'm just kidding you."

"You and the cricket are also playing like this?"

"That's impossible, he is an elder." Fu Li flicked his tail, "It's more fun to be with you."

Zhuang Qing snorted, reached out and took Fu Li off her shoulder, and held it in her palm: "I'm ready to go out."

The speed of the dragon is very, very fast.

Although Zhuang Qing's fishing skills are average, Fu Li's fish catching skills are not as good as Fu Li's. An hour later, Fu Li brought a large bucket of authentic river fish to the alley where vegetables are often sold, and put the fish on the table. up.

Good-looking people are welcome everywhere, even selling vegetables.

The two male demons who had no experience in setting up a stall soon had their first customer come to their door.

"Young boy, I want to take this fish back to make pickled fish fillets, you have to help me make the fish fillets better."

Fu Li was dumbfounded, so he had to kill fish to sell them?

He touched the water that was slapped by the fish tail on his face, and turned to look at the silent Zhuang Qing beside him.

Zhuang Qing took the fish in Fu Li's hand, shaved off the fish's scales, cut off the fish's head, and neatly finished the fish fillets, packed them in plastic bags and handed them to the aunt who bought the fish.

"This knife is really beautiful, and it looks like a chef." The aunt gave the money and left contentedly.

Zhuang Xiaolong, the best swordsman of the Dragon Clan, silently wiped off the blood and scales on the back of his sword, hiding his achievements and fame.

"The city management is here!"

When the fast dragon boss raised his head, the surrounding vegetable farmers and vendors had disappeared without a trace, leaving only him and Fu Li still in place.

The author has something to say: Zhuang Xiaolong: Swish sliced ​​fish!The swordsman of the Dragon Clan!

ps: Pastoral Dog's "hate the rich" remarks do not represent the author's point of view.But I personally feel that when treating pets, we still need the sense of responsibility of the owner.