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    date="2020-10-01"

    title="Chapter 77 Animal World 15┃This painting is only for the most loyal friend of mankind."

    weight="95790"

    series = ["Paintings of Terror"]

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    "It's a fart for crying!" Ke Xun was also very broken, yelling forward and carrying people, but the women's legs were already frightened, and he was carrying three steps, one knock, five steps and one paralysis, and he couldn't run out for a long time. How far.

    "My mother--" Ke Xun pulled her hair. "It's right for me to bend, and it's right to bend-sisters, if you don't run, don't cry, you can live if you run, sign I’ve seen it all right in front, so I rush to the front to live."

    These words gave the girls hope, struggling to stumble, and running desperately behind him.

    However, the sound of a giant hoof stepping on the ground rolled from behind, mixed with a dog bark or two.

    "Listen! If the dog catches up, don't hide, just jump on it!" Ke Xun exhorted several people loudly, "The dog is just a signature. You can leave the painting if you jump on it, do you hear?"

    No one cared to answer him, and several girls ran out of breath.

    The sound of hoofs and the barking of dogs are getting closer and closer. Ke Xun is not sure whether the cow or the dog will come first.

    It's a pity that these people really can't climb the tree, otherwise it's clear that the person who came is a dog or a bull.

    Thinking about this, Ke Xun turned to climb the tree: "You keep running, listen to my letter, if the dog comes first, don't run, but the cow will keep running!"

    Ke Xun climbed up to the height of the tree at the fastest speed, looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a big golden short-haired dog rushing in front of several giant cows!

    "Don't run!—the dog is here! The autograph is here! Don't run!" Ke Xun yelled at the girls who ran forward.

    However, I don’t know if I was so scared that I didn’t hear it at all, or I didn’t trust Ke Xun to say that the dog was a signature. The girls still ran forward desperately, and were blocked by dense trees and scattered, and turned away in different directions. escape.

    Ke Xun gritted his teeth and sighed.

    There is no way, these girls are all newcomers who have entered the painting for the first time. If they are old members, they will definitely listen to him and stop.

    It's a pity that they are not, they can't believe in this incredible idea, process and result, even if they are changed to Bi Jing Dong Dong, they also won't necessarily listen to him.

    After all, the barking sound of the dog sounded too fierce, as if it was about to bite the person it chased into pieces.

    This is a blinding trick, a trick to confuse the outsiders' vision and judgment.

    Ke Xun looked helplessly at the backs of several girls and sighed, then stared at the big golden dog that had run closer.

    This is a Labrador, which is said to have the highest loyalty to humans.

    Ke Xun thought, maybe the painter Lex raised a Labrador.

    The big dog was already close at hand, Ke Xun was ready. The moment the big dog passed under the tree, he jumped off the tree and was riding on the big dog's back.

    The big dog carried him forward, like a god dog with the power of salvation, carrying the human beings in deep misery and suffering, and rushing towards the dazzling golden light in the forest.

    On the way to the golden light, Ke Xun seemed to see some scattered pictures quickly passing by from both sides.

    It was a group of shocking scenes. Some dogs were beaten with blood, some were poisoned with foaming at their mouths, some had their tails, limbs, and blind eyes cut off, and some were covered in cigarette butts. There are dogs with countless scars, and there are dogs that were beaten to death, strangled to death, drowned, smashed and even skinned shortly after they were born.

    There is also a dog who has been beaten and abandoned by the owner again and again, but has returned to the owner's door time and time again, waiting silently.

    At the deepest part of the golden light, a picture frame full of cartoon dog heads emerged, and Ke Xun was rushed in by the Labrador under him: "——Fuck! Wait — Mu Yi——"

    Ke Xun slammed onto the floor of the exhibition hall. Ke Xun didn't care about anything. He jumped up and rushed to the painting on the wall. However, the painting at the moment was just a painting, hanging there quietly and coldly, showing him Looking at the bizarre picture above.

    Ke Xun saw the cat at the far end of the screen, wearing a weird and funny OL outfit, and a pair of bright red high heels on the cat's feet.

    It's just that the pointed heel of one of the high-heeled shoes is poking fiercely into the mouth of a thin human, and directly penetrating his skull, spewing blood out.

    This human body has almost no intact skin. In addition to cigarette butts burns, there are also traces of boiled water pouring in and the epidermis alive.

    The nails of the human fingers have been removed and the fingertips are bloody, but the most unbearable thing is his lower body, which has been castrated, but has not been treated by medical means, and the blood is flowing like a column.

    Ke Xun looked at this human face, but it was Bi Jing.

    He was picked away by the cow, and he did not know how many hands fell in the middle, and fell into the hands of this cat—or a glamorous, elegant, decent white-collar worker.

    Ke Xun didn't want to look at it anymore, but had to force himself to continue to search for this painting. He didn't want to find Mu Yiran Wei Dong, he hoped that no one would appear in this painting.

    But unfortunately, he saw the faces of the four girls. One with a big belly was made into a barbecue for parents and children, and one was placed in the center of a special table. Only the head was stuck on the table and the skull was lifted. The bright red human brain was exposed, and a pot of hot oil was pouring in it, making her expression extremely painful and distorted, obviously at this time, she had not completely died.

    This seems to be the legendary practice of eating monkey brains alive.

    Ke Xun started slightly and gasped.

    He was not in the mood to think about why the girl had a big belly all at once, and he didn't want to look at what the remaining two girls were "painted". He didn't even have the courage to check the other parts of the painting to confirm. Mu Yiran are they safe and sound.

    Ke Xun remembered the "Black Chapter" in the famous comic. He felt that he was now on the verge of blackening, not wanting to be a human being, but just wanting to become a demon.

    At this moment of dazedness, a sudden force hit the screen, Ke Xun was knocked backwards and fell to the ground, and then he felt a series of heavy objects on his body one after another.

    "Fuck... This stack of Arhats is too rough..." Ke Xun groaned, lying at the bottom in pain, "Fuck me... all on your stomach, it's fine."

    Looking at Mu Yiran face-to-face pressed in his arms, Ke Xun felt like a fart demon, it is better to be a human being.

    Because of the world, there is Mu Yiran.

    Before the exhibition hall, everyone couldn't help but look back at this fierce and extreme "Animal World".

    The golden Labrador seems to be out of tune with the whole picture.

    It does not belong to a dog raised by a giant cow. Its existence seems to be equal and harmonious with cows and people.

    It is floating outside the picture and embedded in the world. It is waiting at the edge of the forest, waiting to help all the creatures in need and trouble.

    Its cry is vicious, but its eyes are very kind.

    Those who trust and treat it well have been redeemed. Those who misunderstood or rejected it personally pushed themselves away from its help, and cut off their lives in this painting.

    On the comment board below the painting, the artist's self-introduction is written:

    Lex, a fierce and extreme dog breeder.

    Just this painting, dedicated to my loyal friend, Bobbie.

    "Bobbie is a dog he raised. Two months after he was stolen, he was found to have died tragically by the trash can. Before his death, he had suffered cruel abuse." Mu Yiran's voice message resounded in the V letter group of "Jinhualun". "In fact, the name Bobbie is also based on a famous dog in history. That dog, also called Bobbie, was lost on a long trip with his owner. After six months of trekking, the dog walked four hundred. Ten thousand meters away, his toe was severely injured and his bones were exposed. He still persevered in finding his master, and his and his master’s home."

    "Perhaps Lex is looking forward to his dog's recovery day and night after his dog disappeared. Unfortunately, this is not "Animal World"." Zhu Haowen's calm and cold voice concluded the adventure of the painting.

    Ke Xun hasn't appeared in the group for many days, hasn't called any group members, or even went out.

    When Wei Dong found him, he was lying in a lazy couch, like a big, half-dead dog.

    "Are you retreating and practicing Zen?" Wei Dong went up and kicked him. "Brothers told you to go out and have a skewer and drink. You won't go. If I call you, you won't answer, so I have to come and see you. Is it dead at home?"

    Ke Xun rolled over on the sofa, listlessly: "I think I might be a little depressed."

    "Depressed your uncle," Wei Dong scolded, "Everyone in the world is depressed. You won't be depressed, you don't feel sick and moan, so hurry up and go out with Lao Tzu."

    "A dog can get depression, why can't I get it." Ke Xun closed his eyes, still half dead.

    Wei Dong sneered looking at this man with a fuller butt than a Corgi: "Why don't we take advantage of the remaining ten days, let's go to S City to find a big shepherd?"

    The corgi sprained his ass and bounced off the sofa: "Just leave, you go home and pack your things, I will buy the ticket."

    Wei Dong: "...What about your depression?"

    "Uncle he is depressed," Ke Xun said, "I'm meditation, I know what a fart."

    Wei Dong: "Then please tell me what Zen you are participating in."

    Ke Xun: "Happy Zen."

    Wei Dong: "Heh."

    However, the two of them failed to go to City S, and Wei Dong still had to go to work-their family was just the most ordinary family. If he did not go to work, the pressure in his life would be a little bit heavier, not to mention going back to the painting several times. He can catch up with the weekend, and sometimes he has to go to a local hotel a day in advance to stay for one night. In addition, he has taken several days of leave, so he can only use the usual overtime to recover the boss's dismissal crisis.

    Ke Xun finally stopped being "depressed". He went to the gym he ran for two times. He pressed down on the road alone, watched a movie, played billiards, went to the supermarket, bought all kinds of ingredients, and went to his house. At home, I cook by myself, go online, and chat with the group members of "Jinhualun" occasionally.

    Mu Yiran was very busy. He hooked up in the V letter ten times and he was absent nine times. The other time he didn't have a good face to Ke Xun.

    Corgi: [Selfie.jpg]

    Corgi: Look at me quickly, even the impression that I pressed on my face when I slept is in the shape of loving you.

    Mooney:...

    Mooney: What is this.

    Corgi: The heart-shaped mark left by the pillow on my face.

    Mooney: Ke Xun, I'm very busy, don't harass me if I don't need anything.

    Corgi: I have something very important to tell you.

    Mooney: Say.

    Corgi: Mu Yiran, fall in love with me.

    Mooney:...

    Mooney: [Selfie.jpg]

    Corgi: What is this?

    Mooney: The mark of a heavy punch on the sandbag.

    Corgi:...

    Mooney: Stop harassing me.

    Corgi: Okay. [Otherwise, what else can be done. The little ancestor of my choice, crying, I have to spoil myself. jpg]

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