Chapter 69: The Case of the Mysterious Death

  Beast? Qin Lang's heart moved, realizing that what the other party referred to was precisely that strange dog just now.

  He was worried about how to get a deeper understanding of the dog, and the old man's appearance obviously provided him with a way, because from the other person's scolding voice, it was not difficult to hear that this person was the dog's owner.

  Perhaps he could learn more about the dog from the old man and help him resolve his doubts.

  Thinking of this, he had the idea of taking the initiative to chat with the old man.

  "Are you talking about that dog?" Qin Lang looked at the old man, seeing him wanting to chase after it, and couldn't help but feel amused by his reckless pursuit. "It's long gone, you'd better not chase after it either, it's a waste of energy, I reckon even driving a car won't catch up to it!"

  "Ugh, this beast has been caught by me. Watch me beat it to death and strip its tendons from its bones! Ahh, I'm exhausted! It's like I've bought a jar of trouble!"

  The old man was already exhausted, sweating profusely. Now that Qin Lang had spoken, he estimated that it was hopeless to catch up with the dog, so he sat down on the ground in a dejected manner, pounding his chest and stamping his feet in anger, muttering curses under his breath.

  "Old sir, don't be too angry, it's just a beast." Qin Lang comforted him for a few sentences and then curiously asked: "Why do you hate this dog so much?"

  "I knew it was pointless to be angry with it, but I'm still furious. This beast must have been possessed or something, and in just one morning, it ate all the hundreds of kilograms of grain that my wife and I had stored in our cellar after a year of hard work. We were counting on selling it at the market, and now it's all gone to waste. Can you blame me for being angry?" The old man was so enraged that he scratched his ears and cheeks, his thin, dark hands roughly wiping over his weathered face, which was etched with deep wrinkles like knife scars.

  "Hundreds of kilograms?" Qin Lang thought this was simply unbelievable, and furrowed his brow saying: "A dog as thin and weak as this one, how could it possibly eat hundreds of kilograms of food in just one morning? Sir, you must be joking!"

  "I also know that no one will believe it if I say it, but damn it's just so weird!" The old man blew a breath, his messy beard dancing wildly. Qin Lang's curiosity was like finding a vent for him, and he couldn't help but pour out his grievances: "This beast was picked up by me two years ago on a morning when its leg was crushed by a plow in the field. I couldn't bear to look at it, so I took it back. Although this beast has a broken leg, it's loyal and obedient, guards the house and yard, and even helped me scare away chicken thieves."

  "Just a few days ago, this beast suddenly became thin and weak, lying in the corner all day without eating or drinking. I thought it was going to die, even dug a grave for it. But unexpectedly, when I came back at noon today, it was eating in my cellar! Several hundred kilograms of grain are almost gone now! In a fit of rage, I went to chase and beat it, but didn't expect it to run faster than a mad dog. How could it be on the verge of death? It's impossible for it to come back to life so fiercely!"

  "Has it been stolen?"

  "Damn it! The doors and windows at home are all fine, nothing is missing. I came back and saw this beast eating with my own eyes, I have to believe it even if I don't want to!"

  After listening to Lao Han's detailed explanation, Qin Lang seemed to have gained some insight.

  How can such a weak dog eat several hundred kilograms of food?

  Even if you can swallow it, where does the food go?

  It is known that humans and animals, including all living things on earth, take in food and nutrients, with the ultimate goal of digesting them to convert them into energy for survival. The amount taken in is proportional to the size of the body. If a grown elephant can eat hundreds of kilograms of grain in one day, it's not surprising at all.

  China has an old saying: If you don't have a big enough head, then you can't wear such a big hat.

  It is clearly unscientific for a dog with such a thin build to eat so much food.

  But judging from the old man's words, they didn't seem to be false. Moreover, for a stranger like him, there was no need to lie.

  Besides, Qin Lang saw with his own eyes that the dog ran out at a speed faster than a cheetah. He had no reason not to believe that this dog could eat several hundred kilograms of food.

  He immediately thought of Dan Hun again.

  If a dog has Dan Hun in its body, will all food be absorbed by Dan Hun?

  Qin Lang's eyebrows furrowed instantly, and he had suspected earlier that it might be because his own yuanqi was insufficient, making it difficult to support the Dinghun in continuing to track. Danhun, like Dinghun, also required a large amount of yuanqi to sustain itself, and eating a large amount of food was also a way to replenish yuanqi. Therefore, the most reasonable explanation was that the food had been absorbed by Danhun.

  Through Mr. Lao's words and the characteristics and signs shown by this dog, Qin Lang became more and more certain that this dog had a Dan soul!

  As for whether all eighteen Dan souls had crossed over, Qin Lang didn't dare to confirm. Despite this, he still couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart.

  But soon, the anxiety in his heart made him urgent again.

  The Dinghun's departure from his body just now consumed a lot of yuanqi. For this body, it was undoubtedly adding insult to injury.

  The current top priority is to first cultivate this short-lived mortal body, possessing a robust and exceptional physique, only then does one have the qualification to discuss cultivation; otherwise, even the most ordinary cultivation would be an absurd topic for him.

  Watching the time slip away, as for the dog, Qin Lang had the urge to chase after it, but with his current physical condition, he wasn't much better than the old man in front of him. This kind of strenuous and unrewarding task was not something he could undertake.

  Moreover, with his current ability, the chance of finding this dog is extremely slim.

  The only person who has any connection with the dog is this old man, although Qin Lang also knows that the probability of the dog coming back automatically is very small. But under the current circumstances, he can't let go of any method to get the dog.

  Then he turned his gaze to the old man and said sincerely: "Sir, if this dog comes back, please contact me. I am willing to buy it at a high price!"

  The old man was puzzled and said, "Strange, why are you interested in a rural dog? Don't city kids all like those good-looking foreign dogs?"

  "It's like this, sir. I'm a student of zoology, specializing in the study of animals. This dog is very special and has great research value. Its body may be hiding secrets that are unknown to people, so I sincerely hope you can agree with me." Qin Lang continued to speak warmly and politely.

  Unfortunately, the speaker was sincere, but the listener was dismissive. The old man's tone was somewhat perfunctory: "Let's talk about it when that beast comes back. Who knows where it's gone, looking at its appearance, I reckon it won't come back, and even if it does, I'll skin it alive!" He gritted his teeth again in the end.

  Despite this, Qin Lang still wrote down his phone number on a piece of paper and handed it to the old man, reminding him repeatedly.

  Finally, from the old man's mouth, Qin Lang also learned of a shortcut leading to Changyun Mountain.

  Just now at the crossroads, looking ahead at Changlong Mountain, it seemed to be within arm's reach. Now walking in, taking a broad view, I find that it winds and twists, rises and falls, with a feeling of being unable to walk to the end. If you take a shortcut, you can reduce the distance by half.

  This made Qin Lang's heart truly happy for a while.

  Old Han was startled when he heard that Qin Lang wanted to go to Chang Leng Mountain: "Little kid, you're not going to study animals on the mountain, are you? I advise you to go back, there have been murders on that side of the mountain, it's very eerie. Those beasts can turn into ghosts, who knows if they're related to the dead people on the mountain?"

  Just then, a series of police sirens came from not far away. Qin Lang turned his head to look and saw four police cars speeding along the road, seemingly heading towards Changlong Mountain.

  Qin Lang seemed to be thinking deeply, apparently the old man's words had hit the nail on the head, and it was indeed true. However, he didn't seem intimidated by the old man's words.

  In the Danding continent, Qin Lang personally ended countless lives. If placed in this world, he would be a ruthless killer who kills without batting an eye. However, he never indiscriminately slaughtered innocent people, only killing those who deserved to die.

  Qin Lang followed the shortcut that Lao Han had told him, a small path between the fields, and after walking for a while, he suddenly heard a rapid galloping sound coming from behind.

  Qin Lang turned his head and saw that there were two police cars driving over the yellow dirt road where he had just been talking to the old man.

  This is the main road of Tugou Village, and there are many uneven places on the road. I don't know why they didn't take the highway but instead came in from this country road. The police car driver's speed hasn't slowed down at all, looking like he's in a hurry.

  "It would be great if White Maiden was also on the bus. Maybe they could use the police car to take him there, and he wouldn't have to walk here on foot."

  Qin Lang couldn't help but smile as he recalled the sour tone of Bai Nu's voice on the phone that day. It had been many days since they last met, after all.

  Huh?

  Am I wrong?

  It can't be that coincidental, right?

  As the second police car drove by, the window rolled down slowly, revealing a pair of almond-shaped eyes scanning around, with an expression as white and flawless as jade. The other person seemed to have exchanged a glance with him too.

  Unfortunately, the car was moving too fast, and the other person only showed their nose and above. So Qin Lang couldn't be sure if it was Bai Wuchuang or not.

  It must be a mistake. How could Bai Wuxia appear in this rural area so far from Ping'an City? Qin Lang shook his head and hurriedly set off towards Changlun Mountain.

  ……

  That person looks like Qin Lang somehow?

  Inside the police car, Bai Wuxia, who was full of doubts, simply rolled down the entire window and was about to stick her head out to look back when her arm was pulled back by someone inside.

  "No time, let's play a zodiac test, shall we? First, do a psychological test question, and then guess the other person's zodiac sign. Each person only has one chance, and if you guess wrong, you'll be punished!" The male police officer holding onto Bai Wuxiao said excitedly, clutching a small pink-covered book.

  This man is called Wu Yong, and since he returned from a business trip two weeks ago, after seeing the new Bai Wuxia in the team, he was fascinated by her beauty and sexy figure.

  However, what he valued more was not her flawless beauty, but the mysterious and extraordinary identity that had been circulating up and down in the circle.

  It turns out that Wu Yong entered the criminal police team relying on his distant relative relationship with a small leader in the public security bureau. This distant relative relationship was only obtained through layers of relationships, and many gifts were given to get the opportunity, but the background is not strong, and for two years he has been an unknown small policeman.

  So he has always wanted to find an opportunity to climb up the ranks and get rich. And Bai Wumei's arrival undoubtedly made him see a smooth shortcut.

  Climbing high and binding nobility, time does not allow slowness. In these two weeks, Wu Yong has used all his skills to display the rich picking-up girls techniques he has accumulated over the years. However, in front of Bai Wuchuang, this "hero" seems to have no use for his skills at all.

  No matter what topic he brings up, Bai Wu Xie shows no interest in talking to him and his attitude is extremely cold. He ignores him with a frosty expression, maintaining an icy and impartial face.

  However, every time he gazed at Bai Wuxia's stunning beauty and plump figure, and thought of her complicated identity background, this withered balloon would instantly inflate again.

  If he could catch this big fish, promotion and wealth would be just around the corner. At that time, he would have both beauty and power at the same time.

  What a beautiful dream, just thinking about it is sweet and intoxicating.

  With the motto of "to win a beauty, one must be willing to suffer a little", he worked hard and did his homework, listing out all the things women like and trying them one by one, even including the zodiac signs and psychological tests that young girls like.

  Radish and green vegetables each have their own preferences, he didn't believe that he couldn't grasp Bai Wu's hobbies.