It suddenly opened its mouth and was about to swallow the bone sword into its belly.

Fortunately, Mo Hua had quick eyes and quick hands and quickly put away the bone sword.

The bones up to the mouth were gone, and the big white dog stared at the ink painting angrily.

Mo Hua glared back.

After touching Mo Hua's gaze, the big white dog's arrogance gradually extinguished and he lay on the ground again, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at Mo Hua's hand.

At this moment, the bitchy bone inhabiting the bone sword was almost frightened out of his wits.

It was really afraid that the ink painting would like the new and dislike the old, so on a whim, it took its bone and fed it to the dog.

This little ancestor, if he was caught off guard, it would be really fatal...

The stupid guy secretly broke into a cold sweat.

At this time, Mo Hua also warned the big white dog: "You can't eat this bone, but I can still use it."

The big white dog whined, very unhappy.

Mo Hua then tempted: "I'll take you to have a big dinner. It's much fatter than these bones. Do you want to go?"

When the big white dog heard this, he immediately stood up, stuck out his big tongue, and nodded frequently at the ink painting.

"Okay!" Mo Hua said happily.

Then he just wanted to let the big white dog go, but found that it was tied up by a chain made of unknown material and could not leave the bookstore.

Mo Hua frowned and then remembered that this seemed to be the leader's dog.

"Head..."

Mo Hua touched his chin.

He wasn't familiar with the headmaster. So far, he had only met him a few times at the annual opening ceremony.

Also, the last time I "bullied" the big white dog at the door of the bookstore, he caught me in action.

However, even so, the leader did not blame himself.

Moreover, he is gentle and elegant, has a good temperament, and seems to be easy to talk to.

"How about asking the boss to borrow a dog?"

Mo Hua pondered for a moment and decided to give it a try.

But he didn't know where the master lived, so when he had free time, he would squat at the door of the bookstore, hoping that he would be lucky and meet the master.

Two days later, he met him.

Sect Master Taixu, who was slightly fat, with a ruddy face and a head full of thick black hair, was startled when he spotted Mo Hua squatting at his door as soon as he arrived at the book pavilion.

"Ink painting?"

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

"Is something wrong?" Head Taixu asked gently.

"Master," Mo Hua whispered, "I have a small request. I wonder if you can agree..."

Head Taixu was a little surprised, but then he became interested.

He has been the leader for so many years, but there are still very few disciples who can muster the courage to make requests to him face to face.

"Say." Head Taixu nodded.

Mo Hua pointed to the big white dog outside the door, "Can you lend me this dog for two days? One day is fine..."

Borrow a dog?

The head of Taixu was stunned and did not respond for a long time.

Mo Hua whispered: "No way..."

"It's not impossible, it's just..." Head Taixu was a little confused, "Why are you borrowing this dog?"

"Keep the door!" Mo Hua said confidently.

Master Taixu didn't know what to say for a moment.

This kid really regards this strange beast that only has the blood of the mythical beast as a "watchdog"...

"This... dog is very dangerous." Head Taixu reminded.

"It's okay, I have a good relationship with it, and I even fed it chicken legs." Mo Hua said.

The expression on the head of Taixu was a little subtle.

He thought carefully and shook his head.

This dog is not an ordinary beast. It has an unruly temperament. In the family, except for a few ancestors and a few elders who feed it, it is not given face by anyone.

Once it goes crazy, ordinary monks can't do anything about it.

Therefore, lending it to disciples can easily cause big trouble.

The head of Taixu wanted to refuse, but when he looked at the ink painting and remembered Mr. Xun's importance and hope for him, his mind suddenly changed and he nodded mysteriously:

"OK."

Mo Hua looked happy.

Then the head of Taixu personally unchained the big white dog and handed the reins to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua quickly smiled and said:

"Thank you, Master! Master, you are such a good person!"

The head of Taixu laughed, and then he was about to tell Mo Hua, "This beast is unruly and untamed. You have to be careful..."

But when I turned around, I found that this "unruly", "wild and untamed" big dog that had escaped the shackles of the chain was following Mo Hua docilely, wagging its tail...

The head of Taixu silently swallowed the words on his lips, his expression extremely complicated.
Chapter completed!