Yang Ruoqing quickly drew a few strokes on the ground with the wooden stick in her hand, leaving a mark for Luo Fengtang.

The sole of my foot slipped and I chased after him at full speed...

The road in the cedar forest is more difficult than the one outside.

The ground is damp, moss, dead branches, rotten leaves...

From time to time, some broken fir trees fell in the middle of the road.

I don’t know if it was struck by lightning, blown by strong wind, or hit by a wild boar?

Yang Ruoqing didn't have time to think too much. She was focused on tracking the target in front of her at the moment.

Wealth is sought in danger, even if this is the territory of wild boars, she will dare to break into the dragon's den and the tiger's den for the sake of money!

The road is very difficult to walk on. If you were an ordinary person, you would not be able to tell the difference between east, west, north and south, let alone follow it.

For Yang Ruoqing, who is an agent, tracking is her way of making ends meet.

Soon, she followed the clues on the ground and chased her deep into the fir forest.

The strange thing is that when the clues arrived here, they disappeared out of thin air!

This is really weird!

She stood there, her eyes looking around, and her ears catching even the slightest movement around her.

Suddenly, she fixed her gaze on a thousand-year-old ginkgo tree about ten steps ahead that was split in half by lightning.

The rope with a noose was held in her hand, she stepped lightly and slowly approached the ginkgo tree.

Ten, nine, eight,...three, two, throw!

"Whoosh!"

The noose in Yang Ruoqing's hands seemed to have been given life, turning into a snake that could shrink freely.

In one fell swoop, he caught the white object hiding in the gap between the tree roots and pulled it into the air.

"Ouch..."

A small white furry thing fell into Yang Ruoqing's hand.

It waved its short but strong limbs and struggled desperately.

It bared its teeth, and what came out of its mouth was not a cry for mercy in panic and fear, but a roar similar to anger and humiliation!

"Huh? I thought it was a white fox, but after working on it for a long time, it turned out to be a white dog! Oh, all the hard work was in vain!"

Yang Ruoqing looked at the struggling little white dog in her hands and was extremely disappointed.

She shook her head and was about to let the puppy go.

Suddenly I caught a glimpse of the bottom of its left leg, and there was a conspicuous bloody gash. The skin and flesh were turned out, and the blood on the edge solidified into black and stuck to the leg hair.

There was no scab on the wound, and no more blood was flowing out. However, the color of the muscles around the wound turned purple, and there was a faint fishy smell!

Apparently, the puppy was injured and the wound became infected and worsened.

"Ouch~"

While Yang Ruoqing was looking at the puppy's wounds, the puppy she was holding in the air was trying to stare at her with a pair of angry eyes.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

Why does this little thing's eyes look so like a warning?

Hehe, that’s interesting!

"Ha, little one, you still dare to stare at me like that?"

She was very funny and reached out to untie the noose.

When she loosened the noose, it tried to bite her finger, but she flicked it to the nose.

It retracted its head and cried out twice in pain, as if it was extremely wronged, but more importantly, it was angry!

"Okay, you dare to bite me, sister? I don't know how powerful my sister is unless I give you some advice!"

She said pretending to be angry.

Just like yesterday when I carried Wangcai, I took a piece of fur from the back of the little white dog and pushed it to the ground.

I picked up the rope and tied its forelimbs in three strokes.

Glancing at the extremely sharp little canine teeth, she hesitated and tied its mouth.

Its whining sound was stuck in its throat, and its round body was struggling like a ball of snow, and its soft white snow-like fur was rubbed into a mess on the ground.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head. She had never seen such a fierce dog!

"Quack, scream and struggle, if you fall into my hands, no dog can save you even if your throat is broken!"

She opened her teeth and claws, and opened its injured hind leg, completely exposing its wound to her sight.

The puppy's eyes finally showed fear.

Especially when Yang Ruoqing poured the contents of a white porcelain bottle onto its wound.

The wound made a slight 'sizzling' sound.

And its body tensed up in an instant, and then tightened again...

Those obsidian-like eyes revealed no longer fear and anger, but a touch of sadness!

Like a trapped animal, making its last struggle, in the end, it despaired...

Yang Ruoqing sprinkled the anti-inflammatory and hemostatic powder Luo Fengtang bought from the pharmacy on its wound while paying close attention to its reaction.

This puppy looks more and more different the more he looks at it.

Rarely stubborn and self-defensive, very strong.

Moreover, they are wild and difficult to tame, which is something that many domestic dogs, especially pugs like Wangcai, do not possess!

Although he is just a dog, his indomitable spirit is worthy of admiration!

Looking at its gloomy and desperate eyes, no matter how hard-hearted Yang Ruoqing was, her tone couldn't help but become a little softer.

"Okay, okay, don't look like you're in ecstasy. I'm not harming you, I'm saving you!"

she said, putting the porcelain bottle in her hand in front of the dog's nose.

"Smell it yourself, this is golden sore medicine, it can cure your leg injury!"

When she brought the small porcelain bottle to its nose, it resisted at first and turned its head to one side, thinking that she was trying to hurt it.

After hearing what she said later, it seemed to understand something, and tried to put its nose towards the mouth of the bottle and take a few sips.

Something suddenly flashed in his obsidian eyes.

It stared at Yang Ruoqing, with a hint of suspicion in its eyes.

Yang Ruoqing took the porcelain bottle back to her body, then pulled off a piece of her trousers and wrapped them around her injured leg.

"You've applied medicine to your wound. Don't touch it with water for two days. I'll tie it up for you first, and then you can bite off the strip after two days!"

She didn't care whether the puppy could understand people's words, so she just kept talking.

The puppy blinked its big, bright eyes, looked at Yang Ruoqing, and then at its own legs.

Yang Ruoqing tied the strip of cloth into a beautiful bow, "Okay, you're done!"

She untied its forelimbs, but before she had time to untie the thatched rope that tied its mouth, it rolled on the spot and struggled to stand up after regaining its freedom.

It first pushed its mouth toward the ground, trying to remove the thatch rope from its mouth.

It cannot be arched.

It immediately squatted on the ground with its legs, raised a pair of forelimbs, and tore at it.

The thatch rope was torn into powder under its sharp claws.

The white figure flashed and it tried to escape.

It seemed that it was a little uncomfortable with the extra strap on its leg, so it took two steps and fell hard.

It was funny and embarrassing, making Yang Ruoqing burst into laughter.

"Hahaha~"

It got up, ran, fell again, and finally got into the nearby bushes and disappeared.

"You little bastard, why are you running away? Remember, you owe your sister a pair of pants!"
Chapter completed!