Chapter Eleven: Gathering Mushrooms
One day, having nothing to do, Dog Lord wandered through the desolate village. An old dog, displeased by his arrogant demeanor, kept barking at him incessantly. Seeing this, Dog Lord strode over without a word and began berating the old dog fiercely, causing the dog to feel ashamed and retreat sulkily.
Bored and with nowhere to go, Dog Lord suddenly thought of his enemy, who had recently fallen ill and was now hospitalized. This news delighted Dog Lord immensely. After much inquiry, he learned that his enemy was suffering from an incurable disease. Upon hearing this, Dog Lord celebrated at home, feeling that with his enemy gone, his life would take a different course.
"Damn that enemy, always so infuriating. Since he's sick now, why not pay him a visit at the hospital and give him a good beating to vent my anger?" Dog Lord thought to himself. Without hesitation, he set off with the sole purpose of thrashing his foe.
At the hospital entrance, Dog Lord spotted his enemy, who was no longer the robust and haughty figure of old. Instead, he sat in the corridor, coughing incessantly. After a fit of coughing, he wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, which was stained a deep red. Seeing this, Dog Lord felt a surge of satisfaction.
He charged forward and slapped his enemy across the face, humiliating him in the hospital. The enemy retaliated with a slap of his own. Dog Lord, unwilling to back down, seized the enemy and threw him to the ground. The enemy, clutching a CT scan he had just completed and was about to show the doctor, was caught off guard by Dog Lord’s sudden assault.
A brutal fight ensued between them in the hospital, frightening the onlookers, who quickly dispersed, leaving only the two locked in combat. Weakened by illness, the enemy was no match for Dog Lord. After being thrown down, he lay on the ground, seemingly unable to rise.
Seizing the moment, Dog Lord continued his assault. The enemy, too weak to fight back, could only curl up and weep, tears falling and blending into the dust. Dog Lord’s blows left the enemy’s face bleeding, lips cracked, and he wiped the blood away repeatedly with a tissue. Witnesses could do nothing but sigh in sympathy.
Having vented his anger and defended his pride, Dog Lord hummed a tune as he strolled down the street, leaving his enemy burning with humiliation in the hospital, powerless to protest or retaliate.
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After beating his enemy, Dog Lord was in high spirits. That day, he went up the mountain to chop wood, though chopping was not his only aim. He had a secret purpose: to listen to Xiaohua’s singing. To Dog Lord, her voice was truly enchanting, and he never tired of hearing it.
Yet Xiaohua detested Dog Lord deeply. Whenever she saw him, she felt profoundly uncomfortable, sometimes even vomiting for a long while. But Dog Lord paid no mind; he was determined to share moments related to love with Xiaohua in this wild mountain.
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