one's door

Chapter 495
What is a humble dog?

Dog-like gadgets woven with straw ropes are called humble dogs.There are also chickens, geese, pigs and so on.They're all the tiniest little gadgets.Weave it at will, throw it away at will, even the lowest level of the people will not feel that this kind of thing needs to be taken seriously.

Straw ropes are everywhere.Worthless.The craft of weaving is not worth much, who grew up not playing with this thing?More or less.

And some people are like this humble dog, living tenaciously and hard when no one cares or cares.

At the foot of the cliff mountain, there is a young man named "The Strain Dog".

Hound dogs are thirteen or twelve years old.He doesn't know.Because he looked like he was more than one to two years old when he was picked up.Shivering in the haystack, I can't even cry.It was dragged out by a farmer's watchdog.A poorly crafted humble dog was pinned to the thin little coat, which should have been left behind to cope with his crying.

Although the farmer rescued the humble dog that was about to freeze to death, they were unable to raise him. After all, why should their own child share food with a wild child?

So the rescued dog came into the hands of Ren Yazi.

Ren Yazi didn't have much interest in such a young child.Because it is too small, a lot of costs will be incurred, and it will take at least a few years to sell it. If you get sick or die from other reasons in the middle, it will be a pure loss.

But the dog was lucky. Ren Yazi happened to have a few female slaves in his hands. Because they were broken and could not be sold, they were used as labor, so throwing the dog to these female slaves was considered a good deed.

In the past few years, the humble dog has grown up, although it is thin, it grows fast.He was sold to an aristocratic family as a slave to study with a little son.Although the days are hard, compared to before, it is also a big luck.At least I don't have to worry about dying suddenly one day in a small dim building.And every meal can fill your stomach.

But it didn't take long for the hound dog's good days to end.That aristocratic family was involved in the case, the whole family was arrested, some were beheaded, some were exiled.The humble dog who was a slave was naturally among them.

But the hound dog didn't see the battlefield, but went to the stone field, which is a place where people die every day.

Until two years later, the dog was called away, and then he entered the barracks with a group of military masters, and then cleaned himself up and started another life that he never thought of.

Reading, literacy, learning, and drills. Apart from not being able to leave the military camp at will, the humble dog feels that he is a soldier who is ready to go to the battlefield at any time and is being trained.And the few words that the instructor who trained him repeatedly said were: Remember, if you can enter the cliff mountain one day, it will be the source of blessings given to you by His Majesty!It is His Majesty who gave you the opportunity, and spent great efforts to train you in advance!
During those days when the dog was in the military camp, he knew what his battlefield was and when it started.He also knew that he had no way out.If he fails, his best ending is to go back to the quarry, maybe he can become a small foreman because of his literacy.

We set off three days ahead of schedule, and the companions advanced like an army.The closer you get to the cliff mountain, the more people there are.

The dog stared at the huge Dharma image above his head, and the only thought in his heart was: there really is a god in the world!

For the first time in his life, a humble dog gave birth to desires other than "eat food and wear warm clothes". He wanted to be the one chosen by God!No reason, just simply want to be selected.

But the moment it flew over, the strange golden ruler was so far away from the dog that he couldn't even see it clearly.I can only know from the words of a few warriors around me that I'd better not run around, just stand where I am, and wait for the talent ruler to come over.

The dog was not the only one who was anxious, he habitually lowered his head to prevent others from seeing the expression on his face.Even his eyes were blood red from being too excited.

The screening speed of talent ruler is very fast.The hound was full of time, and from time to time, bursts of cheers and ecstasy could be heard in his ears, as well as more curses and sighs.

"It's too difficult! Is the threshold too high? Thousands of people are actually selected!"

"That's a fart! The talent scale on the side is even more outrageous. Only one person has passed by now, and tens of thousands of people can choose one! Tsk tsk, but I think there are still a lot of people who can be selected in this way. There are millions of people here." baby!"

"It was said to be 50 people before, but this number is definitely more than that, what should I do?"

"How do I know? But compared to Mr. Zhang's own arrangement, we just watch it honestly."

The speakers were two instructors from the Hound Dog's team. They were said to be from the military and now work in the Special Cases Division.I don't know what the special case department is, but I know that it is a very powerful government office and knows a lot of information that others don't.

One in a million, or even one in tens of thousands? !
The hound dog's mood kept sinking.Since he was sensible, he knew that he had no luck.Do nothing.Not the fastest, not the strongest, not the most edible, not the most sleepy, not the most lovable.
Let alone one in a million, even a dog in a hundred feels impossible.

Maybe I can only knock stones on the quarry in my life.Although the humble dog desperately hopes that he will be selected, he completely denies himself and feels that he is not good enough.This kind of contradictory psychology is the most common psychological portrayal of his lingering journey.

In the end, just when the dog could hear the beating of his own heart, the oddly shaped talent ruler flew over his head.It is less than a foot away from his head, and it also makes the screened people know that their talents are being measured.

The whole process is extremely fast, and it only takes one breath.The dog didn't even have time to settle down to the requirement of "blank your mind when testing your talent" taught in the military camp, and the whole process was over.

No pain, not even any feeling.All the hound dog could feel was his own heartbeat and the sudden explosions around him.

"It's on! The talent ruler is on!"

The hound suddenly opened his eyes that were closed due to nervousness.What I saw were faces of surprise, envy, and disbelief around me.The closest ones are the two martial artists from the Special Case Department who were chatting just now.At this moment, he laughed and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Sure enough, I didn't misunderstand you, dog, you can't forget us in the future."

No idea.

The hound dog was in a dazed state.

In this scene of envy, exclamation, and even hostility, the humble dog didn't even know that he had a golden mark like a talent ruler on his forehead as a sign of passing the screening.He trotted all the way towards the mountain gate behind the huge Faxiang in the sky.

There was only one sentence left in the dog's heart: go up the mountain, go up the mountain!

(End of this chapter)