Northeast Golden Gradient Treats My Home as a Confinement Center

Chapter 57: One Call, a Hundred Dogs Respond
At the east end of the village, Shen Xing returned along the same route with the fat lynx.

Afraid that the weasel would run away, Shen Xing became cautious and let the fat lynx continue to hold it by the scruff of the neck.

After all, this Wong Tai Sin is an "eyewitness" and he is needed to lead the way to the next village to find the puppies.

When the weasel saw that Shen Xing had seen through his little tricks again, he had no choice but to surrender and let the lynx hold the back of his neck. With his fate strangled, he cursed Shen Xing a hundred times in his heart and wished he could eat his flesh and his blood!

The two-legged beast is so cunning, even more cunning than that damn fox!
"Who is that naughty fox?" On the way back, Shen Xing sensed the mental fluctuations of the weasel and asked curiously.

The weasel squeaked twice.

"Don't worry about how I know your thoughts. You haven't answered me who the fox is yet."

Seeing that the weasel was silent, Shen Xing became interested and asked.

This question seemed to touch Huang Daxian's reverse scale. He turned his head away, didn't look at Shen Xing, and refused to answer anything.

"Let me guess, did it steal your chicken and you can't beat it?" Shen Xing narrowed his eyes and laughed at it.

This sentence hit the nail on the head. Huang Daxian, who had been silent and refusing to speak, suddenly broke down.

"Squeak!"

"Squeak!"

Seeing the weasel was so defeated, Shen Xing secretly laughed. It seemed that this "White Immortal" was the Wong Tai Sin, a true rival, a mortal enemy who would never stop fighting!

But he was also curious at the same time, what did this slutty fox do to make Wong Tai Sin so angry?

The man and the two animals soon returned home.

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[I have lost 3 catties and received 3000 yuan in my bank account! ]

After this walk, the fat lynx successfully lost another three kilograms, and has moved one step closer to the 70-kilogram mark, which is cause for celebration.

Shen Xing touched the fat lynx's head with satisfaction and praised:

"Xiao Lin, you have lost more than 6 kilograms today. I told you, if you control your diet and move your legs more, the weight will fall off quickly."

"Meow?" The fat lynx looked confused.
The weasel glanced at the big cat next to it and squeaked a few times.

"Xiao Lin, that guy said you were fat." Shen Xing smiled evilly and reminded him.

"Squeak!"

"Squeak!"

"Squeak..."

"Meow!"

The fat lynx slapped the weasel on the head with its claws and roared at it. The huge roar made the weasel's ears hurt.

"Meow!"

"squeak"

"Meow!"

Shen Xing watched the weasel being scolded with a smile. Now there is a devilish tiger in the family, and a cunning Wong Tai Sin. The days to come... are going to be exciting.

"Ow!"

Shen Xing looked towards the steps of his house and saw a small yellow and black animal bouncing towards him, looking so cute and silly.

When the weasel heard the roar, its pupils shrank and it panicked visibly. Its little eyes stared at the small animal with yellow and black fur in front of it with an expression of disbelief.

A Siberian tiger!

“Squeak, squeak, squeak!” ...

The weasel was anxious, and asked Shen Xing nervously, communicating with him mentally: "Two-legged beast, how come you have a Siberian tiger at home? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The lynx, its natural enemy, is enough to scare it, and now a tiger comes along. How can its weak heart bear it?

"You didn't ask." Shen Xing smiled slightly.

"You are Huang Daxian after all. Why are you afraid of a tiger cub that hasn't even grown all its hair yet?" He rolled his eyes at the weasel and said unhappily.

"Squeak!"

Moreover, the weasel was cunning and quick-witted. It knew that the adult tigress and her cubs were always inseparable. If the cubs were there, wouldn't that mean the tigress was also nearby?

Thinking of this, the weasel shuddered all over, and its four short legs shook continuously.

"Look at your lack of ability, you only know how to embarrass the Northeast Five Immortals!"

"Don't worry, Tiger Mom is not at home now. She has returned to the mountains."

Hearing Shen Xing's words, the weasel breathed a sigh of relief.

"Squeak",
"Ow!"

The little tiger cub popped up, holding its head high, without even looking at Shen Xing, and walked straight to the feet of the fat lynx, rubbing its head against the chest of its little lynx aunt.

For the little guy, Aunt Xiaolin’s chest is more comfortable and soft.

"Awoo?" At this time, the little tiger cub looked up and found that its aunt Xiaolin was still holding a strange...animal?

It curiously leaned forward, sniffed it, and then jumped away.

"Ouch! Ouch!"

"See, even the little tiger dislikes you." Shen Xing laughed.

"Brother Xing!"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Just then, Liuzi and Dalong finally caught up.

Shen Xing looked towards the other end of the road and saw a big brown dog running towards him at full speed, with a fat man limping behind it.

It was Dalong and Liuzi.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Dalong and Shen Xing communicated mentally: he asked impatiently, "Where is my son? Where is my son? Where is my son?"
"Brother Xing, what's going on? You said on the phone that you found Dalong's baby?" Liuzi also ran to the door, panting.

Shen Xing looked solemn, glanced at Dalong, and said:
"I do know the whereabouts of the puppy."

"But I'm not sure if it's still alive."

"Woof woof woof!" When Dalong heard this, he howled like a madman as if he had rabies.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

At the same time, the German Shepherd dog raised by Uncle Bai next door responded.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

The Oroqen hunting dog raised by Aunt San next door also started barking.

……

In an instant, all the dogs in the wooden village were responding to Dalong's shrill howls.

(End of this chapter)