145. Big Dog: Lend Me Your Chat Account!

Song Shuhang braced himself and entered the dormitory, locking the door behind him.

Such a large Pekingese dog is probably one of a kind in the world—needless to say, the one in front of us is the same Pekingese Great Demon Hound that chased Devil Lord Anzhi all over the world yesterday and finally gave him a good bite.

It turns out that puppies are cuter the smaller they are. Newborn puppies, even mixed-breed dogs, are chubby and adorable.

However, once puppies grow up, most of them become completely unlovable—even Pekingese, a cute breed, lose all their cuteness when they grow to over five meters long.

The Pekingese Great Demon Hound sat on the ground, panting heavily with its tongue lolling out, just like a normal puppy. Actually, a demon dog of its caliber wouldn't be bothered by the heat at all, so why was it panting?

For a fleeting moment, Song Shuhang recalled the method used by the Immortal Farmer Sect: "Roar at a large carnivorous demon dog: 'Fuck your mother, you bastard, come and eat me if you dare!'"

Well, he's not a goofball, so let's not do that.

"Hello." Song Shuhang forced a smile and waved to the Great Pekingese Demon Hound.

"Hoo hoo hoo." The Pekingese tilted its head, striking a pose that might look adorable if it were shrunk to ten times its original size.

"You can understand me, right? I know that high-level demonic beasts are intelligent." Seeing that the Great Demon Hound had no intention of attacking him, Song Shuhang breathed a sigh of relief.

The Great Pekingese Demon Hound changed its angle and continued to tilt its head cutely.

"Can't you understand Mandarin?" Song Shuhang asked, puzzled.

This Great Demon Hound is definitely intelligent, and no less so than humans. This can be seen from the 'mocked' look in its eyes when it faces the members of the Immortal Farmer Sect.

However, demon dogs aren't human, and they don't have Nine-Year Compulsory Education. Perhaps they speak with a sweet accent, or some strange regional accent? That's why they can't understand Mandarin?

So, when that disciple of the Immortal Farmer Sect foolishly shouted "Fuck your mother, you bastard, come and eat me!" in front of the Great Demon Hound, it simply didn't understand him? That's why it spared those two disciples of the Immortal Farmer Sect?

The more Song Shuhang thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

So, it must be judging the meaning of words through human facial expressions and tone of voice?

Thinking of this, Song Shuhang had a sudden inspiration. He remembered a joke he had seen not long ago.

So, with a smile, he said in a gentle tone, "Hello, is your mother a big monkey?"

Upon hearing this, the Pekingese Great Demon Hound stopped acting cute, straightened its head, and retracted its tongue. A playful expression returned to its eyes.

Then, it replied in a smooth, Beijing-accented voice. "Your mother is a gorilla! Woof!"

"..." Song Shuhang was speechless.

This Pekingese Great Demon Hound incredibly wicked!

After speaking, the Great Pekingese Demon Hound stuck out its tongue and panted heavily. Looking at Song Shuhang's speechless expression, it even blinked.

Song Shuhang sighed, took off his shoes, and walked towards his dormitory bedroom—at the same time, he felt more at ease. This Great Demon Hound would still joke with him; at least it wouldn't open its mouth and eat him up, right?

He went into the bedroom, Pekingese Great Demon Hound followed him in.

"You... need something?" Song Shuhang thought for a long time, still unsure how to address this Pekingese Great Demon Hound.

"Hmm, I have a few questions to ask." The Pekingese Great Demon Hound spoke in human language again, "You've been in contact with the 'Medicine Master' recently, haven't you?"

Song Shuhang immediately became Vigilance, racking his brains for the best answer.

"No need to deny it. In fact, I smelled the scent of 'Medicine Master' on you a few days ago. Hmm, I also smelled the scent of the Su Clan's little girl on you yesterday, and then there was that guy Su Clan’s Seven." The Pekingese Great Demon Hound rattled off the names of several cultivators who had recently come into contact with Song Shuhang as if they were old friends.

Upon hearing this, a sudden idea flashed through Song Shuhang's mind.

"Are you True Lord Yellow Mountain's beloved runaway Great Demon Hound?" He remembered that when he first joined the group, the members were saying that True Lord Yellow Mountain was very busy those days and his beloved Great Demon Hound had gone missing again.

At the time, Song Shuhang thought that all the seniors in the group were a bunch of chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur), and that True Lord Yellow Mountain's family had lost their pet dog.

Hmm... now it seems it really is a pet dog. Pekingese are a breed of pet dog, it's just that True Lord Yellow Mountain's dog is a bit too big.

"Woof." The Pekingese Great Demon Hound tilted its head, looking annoyed—don't ask Song Shuhang how he could see annoyance on a dog's face, he just miraculously did.

"Didn't True Lord Yellow Mountain take you back last time?" Song Shuhang asked in confusion. True Lord Yellow Mountain had been showing up online recently, and he thought the Great Demon Hound had already been found and returned.

"Woof." The Pekingese Great Demon Hound turned its head in a different direction and continued to snort angrily.

Song Shuhang sighed inwardly—well, having such a pet dog must be quite a burden for True Lord Yellow Mountain.

"So, is there something you need from me?" Song Shuhang asked.

"I wanted to find the Medicine Master and get some pills as snacks." The Pekingese Great Demon Hound continued to act cute, "So yesterday I followed you, trying to find the Medicine Master, and followed you all the way to the hospital. Then, some damn bastard released a poison gas bomb. I wasn't paying attention and got hit, and I'm so nauseous I can't eat anything all day. Woof woof!"

"..." Song Shuhang's lips twitched. Could it be the 'Stench Pill' he himself had put there?

"So, I want to ask you, where is the Medicine Master now?" the Pekingese Great Demon Hound inquired.

"It seems the Medicine Master had some urgent business to attend to and went to help some friends with their illnesses. His friends encountered some problems during their adventure and seem to have lost their memories. So, the Medicine Master won't be back for a few days. If you're not in a hurry, you can come to see him a few days later," Song Shuhang replied.

The Pekingese Great Demon Hound thought for a moment, "Alright then, I'll find him a few days later. One last thing, are you a new member of the Nine Provinces Number One Group? You're in contact with the Medicine Master and that Su Clan’s Seven guy. But I've never seen you in the group before."

Song Shuhang nodded. "Yes, I am indeed a new member of the Nine Provinces Number One Group."

"That's good. Can I borrow your account for a bit? Woof woof!" The Pekingese Great Demon Hound immediately became excited, wagging its tail rapidly.

"Chatting?" Song Shuhang glanced at his Xiao Dian, then at the over five-meter-long giant Pekingese. A light touch from its paw would surely shatter his computer into a million pieces, sending it to the recycling bin, right?

"I can shrink!" Upon seeing Song Shuhang's gaze, the Pekingese Great Demon Hound immediately understood. With a slight sway, it quickly shrunk to the size of an ordinary Pekingese in the white light.

It looks so cute at this size!

"How was it? Isn't my transformation cool? Come on, log into your account on the computer." The Pekingese Demon Hound jumped up and down happily.

"Okay." Song Shuhang turned on his computer, but instead of logging into the chat software account on the desktop, he found a backup of another standalone chat software in a subfolder on the E drive and logged in with it.

Since the incident with the Altar Master, he has become even more cautious about his identity as a 'cultivator' and has implemented various safeguards on his computer. He dares not leave any account login records on his computer and uses an internet cafe mode, where the chat account records are automatically deleted every time he logs out.

After logging into the chat software with his username and password, he turned around and handed the computer over to the Great Demon Hound —he was still cautious. After all, whether the Pekingese was the one belonging to the True Lord Yellow Mountain was just a guess.

The Pekingese Demon Hound happily climbed onto the computer desk—it seemed that after shrinking, even its weight had decreased. Otherwise, the computer desk would have collapsed long ago.

Then, it skillfully used its crawler to open the chat window of the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group'.

Then, the Wubi input method was brought up!

"Wow, it can even use Wubi input method? I always use Pinyin!" Song Shuhang thought to himself.

While he was pondering, the Pekingese Demon Hound had already typed a string of words on the keyboard, and it typed very quickly.

Nine Provinces Number One Group.

The pressure from the mountain of books is immense. "@Huangshan True Lord Yellow Mountain, Yellow Mountain, you big idiot! Come out, come out if you dare!"

Song Shuhang broke out in a cold sweat immediately, unable to stop.

"?" Northern River's Loose Cultivator was the first to reply, sending a question with a puzzled tone, "Young friend Shuhang?"

True Lord Yellow Mountain: "..."

Overwhelmed by the pressure of the mountain of books. "Hahaha, I escaped again! How about it! Yellow Mountain Big Fool! Come and bite me!"

Song Shuhang silently watched the Pekingese Demon Hound typing rapidly on the keyboard—if Senior Medicine Master saw this scene, he would definitely cry in the toilet!

Northern River's Loose Cultivator: "..."

Wandering Monk Profound Principle: "..."

Medicine Master: "..."

Then comes a row of senior colleagues, with ellipses maintaining the formation.

Needless to say, they had already guessed the reason—the Great Demon Hound of the True Lord Yellow Mountain had run away from home again. And for some reason, it had even gone to Song Shuhang's place and logged in to chat using Song Shuhang's account.

"Little Doudou, stop fooling around," replied True Lord Yellow Mountain.

"Tch, I'm just being a jerk, what can you do about it? Come on, bite me if you dare!" The Pekingese happily pounded away on the keyboard.

That was just said.

[System notification: (******) "Book Mountain Under Pressure" has been banned from speaking for 1 day by the group owner True Lord Yellow Mountain.]

I've been banned from speaking.

These past few days, True Lord Yellow Mountain has used the Grand Silencing Technique more times than he did in the entire previous month. Just thinking about it makes me feel exhausted for him.

"Damn it, Yellow Mountain Big Fool, how dare you silence me! Woof woof woof!" the Pekingese Great Demon Hound roared.

"If I were the True Lord Yellow Mountain, I would definitely censor your speech too. No, I would definitely consider whether or not to have dog meat hot pot for dinner, "Song Shuhang thought to himself.

--Wait, this account is mine!

At this moment, in the Nine Provinces Number One Group, True Lord Yellow Mountain spoke up, "Young friend Shuhang, I'll trouble you to take care of Little Doudou for a while. Once I've finished my business here, I'll come to you to pick it up in two months at most. Until then... don't let Little Doudou run away!"

Song Shuhang glanced at the Pekingese Great Demon Hound, then at his own thin arms and legs. Keep an eye on 'Little Doudou'? He felt this task was utterly hopeless.

The Pekingese Great Demon Hound turned its head and glanced at Song Shuhang: "Woof woof, Yellow Mountain Big Fool, how can this rookie possibly keep an eye on me?"

Song Shuhang immediately felt the veins on his forehead bulge with blood!