Big Black fell to the ground, howling in pain, blood flowing continuously from its mouth, nose, and eyes.
Not only that, his skin was cracking inch by inch, as if it were about to burst at any moment.
" Big Black! What's wrong with you? What—what happened? How did you suddenly become like this?"
The Crazy Old Man stroked his chin and analyzed, "If I'm not mistaken, this black dog sucked the blood of Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito and couldn't withstand the restless power within its body."
Jiang Fan felt that this guess was very likely. Speaking of which Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito suddenly became agitated and their strength soared from Three Star to Seven Star, which was unheard of.
"What should we do now?" Jiang Fan asked anxiously.
The Crazy Old Man squatted down in front of Big Black, placed his hand on the dog's head, relaxed his shoulders and elbows, exhaled and pressed down, and an invisible force entered Big Black's body.
Big Black's condition quickly improved at a visible speed, and its cracked skin gradually healed.
The Crazy Old Man withdrew his hand and explained, "I just used my Psychic Power to forcibly suppress the restless power within Big Black's body. After that, it's up to its own fate."
Looking at the unconscious Big Black, Jiang Fan reached out and stroked its glossy fur, then looked up at the Crazy Old Man with a grateful expression.
Thank you.
The Crazy Old Man said, "No, don't thank me. Please don't be so polite to me, it makes me uncomfortable. Just be like before, cooking for me and being nice to me when you're in a good mood, but then turning your back on me and leaving as soon as you're done. I'm used to it."
Jiang Fan's lips twitched; he hadn't expected that the Crazy Old Man had seen right through him.
"Old man, I'm off now. I'm exhausted, going back to sleep." The Crazy Old Man said as he turned and left, carrying his wine jug.
Jiang Fan noticed that the Crazy Old Man's complexion was not good, or rather, it was worse than before, probably because he had used his Psychic Power to save Big Black.
Tang Guo came to Big Black's side and stroked the dog's head with her little hand, her eyes full of tenderness.
" Brother Fan Big Black, will Dahei be alright?"
Jiang Fan turned his gaze away from the Crazy Old Man and gave Tang Guo a reassuring smile.
"Don't worry, Big Black is lucky and will be fine."
After saying that, he picked up Big Black and said, "Let's go home."
Jiang Fan and the Tang Family family walked back together, while Old Wu stared thoughtfully at Jiang Fan's back.
Just then, Xiao Qian's voice suddenly rang in my ears.
"Ah! I knew it! The one who stole Chen Wenhua's gold must have been Spirit Master. Only Spirit Master could do it without leaving a single trace."
When Old Wu was gazing thoughtfully at Jiang Fan's retreating figure, that was exactly what he was considering.
"So you're going to arrest Jiang Fan as a criminal?"
Xiao Qian turned to Chen Wenhua standing beside him, grinned, revealing a set of bright white teeth, and asked, "Are you going to report him?"
Chen Wenhua swallowed hard in shock. "What—what a joke! Jiang Fan taking a liking to my gold is an honor for my gold. If he likes it, he can come and steal it every day—oh no, I'd be incredibly honored if he came and took it every day."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Qian pursed his lips, turned his head to look at Old Wu, and suppressed a laugh.
The scene shifts to a magnificent, antique-style hall, where a woman with a four-petaled plum blossom mark between her eyebrows is reclining on a mahogany armchair.
Even with her eyes lowered and closed, the woman was still breathtakingly beautiful.
Inside the main hall, a pond filled with blooming lotus flowers stands out prominently.
With a "splash--", that was the sound of water splashing.
A spherical object leaped out of the pond.
Upon hearing this noise, the stunningly beautiful woman slowly opened her eyes. They were eyes that seemed incongruous with her youthful and pretty face, filled with a depth and mystery that had been tempered by time.
His gaze shifted, looking towards the spot beside the pool.
The spherical object spun rapidly on the ground for a while before stopping as if it had braked suddenly. First, two legs appeared, then two arms stretched out, and finally a head with a human face emerged.
She had a small braid tied in her hair, which made her look exceptionally trendy.
" Little Turtle, why did you suddenly come out?" The woman's voice was clear and melodious, like jade stones clashing together.
The Little Turtle shook its pigtails, its gaze seemingly passing through the main hall and landing in the distance.
"I think I sensed the presence of Little Bird just now."
These words caused the woman, who had been as calm as still water, to sit up abruptly, a hint of urgency showing between her delicate brows.
Really? Where is it?
The Little Turtle shook its head. "The sensation vanished in an instant."
Upon hearing this, the woman's face showed disappointment.
" Xiao Yan left with him back then. If we know where Xiao Yan is, we might be able to find out where he is."
Looking at the woman so devoted to him, the Little Turtle sighed, "I already told you, he's dead."
"No, he won't die so easily. Who is he? No man in this world can compare to him."
"Sigh, you humans, you really Yellow River until you're completely convinced. I told you a long time ago that the connection between my master and me was severed a long time ago, which means he has passed away," the Little Turtle sighed.
The woman smiled again. "You can't possibly predict his methods. Maybe he just used a special way to sever the connection between you. Anyway, I won't believe he's dead unless I see his body with my own eyes."
"Alright, let's not talk about that anymore. You just said you sensed Xiao Yan's presence, do you know roughly where she is?"
The Little Turtle shook its head. "The breath is too faint, and the distance is extremely far."
"I understand." After saying that, the woman took out her phone from her wide sleeve and dialed a number.
" Xiao Sanjin, your ancestor has something to tell you, and you must keep an eye on it for me..."
A few days later, thanks to the efforts of all the residents of Fortress No. 31, the city walls were rebuilt, and the city, which had been in ruins, gradually regained its former glory.
As time goes by, the gloom that has been hanging over people's heads begins to dissipate, and people gradually forget their fear and death, returning to the normal course of life.
That day, Jiang Fan received a text message from the school, saying that all students would return to school this Friday to give final blessings to those who had been admitted to universities or martial arts schools.
"Woof woof woof!" The sound of a dog barking rang out.
Jiang Fan immediately put down his phone and ran towards the doghouse outside.
Big Black wagged its tail and ran happily toward Jiang Fan, circling around him.
"Thank goodness! Big Black, you're alright!"
Jiang Fan finally felt relieved.
"Huh?" Just as Jiang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly realized that Big Black seemed to be acting a little strange.
He touched the hard, fleshy bulges on both sides of the Big Black back, like tumors.