Starting as a stray dog, I embarked on a journey of cultivation.

She stayed at the man's house for three days.

Gou An was then able to get up and move around with difficulty.

They get out of breath after walking only a short distance.

The blow he received earlier had damaged his very foundation, and coupled with the fact that Gou An had exhausted all his strength while fleeing for his life, his body was completely worn out.

It will probably take at least one or two months to fully recover.

During his stay at this house, Gou An also figured out their basic information.

The man's name was He Dazhuang, and the little girl's name was He Xiaoyue.

He Dazhuang originally had another wife, but from their conversation, it was discovered that his wife had died of illness a few years ago.

So now it's just the father and daughter at home.

He Dazhuang's daily livelihood consisted of chopping firewood in the mountains. He would also carry a bow and arrow, and occasionally he could hunt a few pheasants or rabbits.

He could be considered a full-time woodcutter and a part-time hunter.

During the few days that Gou An was treated like a dog, he managed to get by.

They naturally ate leftovers, and occasionally Gou An would be given some animal offal or something.

Because He Xiaoyue was afraid that Gou An hadn't eaten enough, she would secretly stuff two roasted sweet potatoes into his food.

I haven't eaten this in a long time, and it's quite sweet.

I vaguely remember the last time I ate it was when I was a child in my previous life.

It's fragrant, sweet, soft, and chewy.

But since I got sick after I became an adult, I haven't eaten it again.

After feeling the little girl's gentleness, Gou An naturally treated her gently in return.

It really does look like a domestic dog that has been raised for many years.

He Dazhuang was initially worried that the big dog he brought back from the mountains wouldn't be tamed, so he observed it at home for a few days.

But when they found that Gou An had been very obedient and quiet these past few days, they were relieved.

Previously, when He Dazhuang went to the mountains to chop firewood and hunt, he never took his daughter with him.

At this time, the daughter was left alone at home.

My daughter is very obedient. As long as I go out to work, she won't run around and will stay at home obediently.

But recently, He Dazhuang has become a little uneasy.

I've heard that many children around ten years old have recently gone missing without a trace, and there are rumors that a group of human traffickers have come to this area.

He Dazhuang originally wanted to go to the market to buy a dog to guard the house, but the dogs in the market cost copper coins.

Moreover, it takes several months for a puppy to grow up.

Just as I was going up the mountain to chop firewood, I found a stray dog ​​lying on the grass by the roadside.

She looks slim and shiny, and has a strong physique.

It looks a lot like the hunting dog that Zhang Da, the hunter from the next village, keeps.

It was even stronger than that hunting dog.

And I heard that the hunting dog Zhang Da had once been a stray dog ​​that he had taken in.

This made He Dazhuang very envious, so he also picked up Gou An, who had fainted by the roadside.

The dog was coughing up blood from the corner of its mouth, indicating it was seriously injured.

He Dazhuang thought to himself, if he can't be saved, he can still be eaten as meat.

If we manage to rescue them, we'll see if we can train them to be domestic dogs.

Surprisingly, it actually works now.

This made He Dazhuang very happy.

That day, He Dazhuang sharpened his axe and arrowheads and prepared to go up the mountain again.

According to reports from other villagers, it seems that the human traffickers' hideout has been raided.

This made He Dazhuang very happy, and then he prepared to bring Gou An along on this trip.

I'd also like to try having a hunting dog with me; I wonder if that would make hunting easier.

After all, the money earned from hunting is far greater than that earned from chopping wood.

Sometimes He Dazhuang would hunt a wild rabbit and sell it at the market.

He chopped firewood himself for seven or eight days.

After her father left with Gou An, He Xiaoyue went back to her room to hide and wait patiently for her father to return.

On the way up the mountain, He Dazhuang walked in front, and Gou An followed behind.

Although being treated like a dog is somewhat frustrating.

At this stage, using this identity to feign injury recovery is the best option.

I guess I'll just have to accept being a little frustrated.

Once they reached the mountain, He Dazhuang didn't rush to look for any prey.

Instead, he found a good spot and started chopping wood.

The bow carried on the back seems to be merely decorative.

Gou An lay on the side watching him chop wood, and sighed helplessly.

Is this guy really just hunting by chance?

When chopping wood, if you're lucky enough to spot a hunter, then hunt; if not, then just let it go.

Gou An has been eating bland food lately and wants to eat more meat to speed up the recovery of his injuries.

So, taking advantage of the break while he was chopping wood, he secretly slipped away from the side.

After He Dazhuang chopped two bundles of firewood, he picked up his carrying pole and prepared to move to another place to chop some more.

But at that moment, a series of hurried running sounds suddenly came from the previously quiet forest.

"Wild boar?"

He Dazhuang heard the wild boar's panicked screams as it approached.

So he immediately put down the firewood, took the bow from his back, and prepared to draw the bow and arrow.

Before long, He Dazhuang saw a fat wild boar rush out of the woods.

In a panic, he crashed headfirst into a tree and fell straight to the ground.

But wild boars have thick skin and tough flesh. After getting up and fighting each other, they just shook their heads and tried to run away again.

Upon seeing this, He Dazhuang immediately drew his bow and released an arrow!

Whoosh!

The arrow shot out through the air.

But the shot missed, and it was even quite a distance from the wild boar's position.

When Gou An, who had chased the wild boar all the way here, saw this, he was almost furious.

So he lunged forward and bit the pig's tail to prevent it from escaping.

Upon seeing that it was Gou An, He Dazhuang immediately understood what was going on.

So he drew his bow and shot again!

It's empty again!

Gou An was so angry he almost swore.

This idiot doesn't know to get closer before shooting?

Just as Gou An finished cursing in his heart, He Dazhuang stood still and shot another arrow.

This time the arrow finally hit the wild boar's back, but it wasn't a fatal wound.

Instead, the excruciating pain from the wound made the wild boar struggle even more frantically.

If it weren't for Gou An's strength, which kept the wild boar at bay, it would have disappeared long ago, and there would be no chance for him.

He Dazhuang frantically shot another arrow, but missed again.

Only then did he remember that he still had an axe in his hand!

So he grabbed an axe and charged over.

"Hang in there, Big Yellow! I'm coming!"

He Dazhuang rushed forward and, with all his might, smashed an axe into the wild boar's head.

One axe blow and he wasn't dead!

Two axes!

Two axe blows and he's still not dead!

Three axe blows!

Four axes!

Five axe blows!

He Dazhuang kept chopping at the wild boar's head, even after the boar's brains were spilling out.

He Dazhuang didn't stop until he was almost exhausted from chopping.

When He Dazhuang saw a wild boar weighing two or three hundred pounds die in front of him, he could hardly believe it.

He panted heavily, looked at Gou An beside him, and grinned, "Dahuang, you're really amazing!"

"Finding you is like finding a treasure!"

Gou An sighed. He, a dignified sixth-order demon beast, was actually helping a mortal catch wild boars. How shameful!

Fine, I'll just have to bear with it a little longer!

After He Dazhuang painstakingly carried the more than 200-pound wild boar back to the village, he became the focus of attention in the village.

There's a saying among the people.

One pig, two bears, three tigers.

Although wild boars don't look as ferocious as the two behind them, they are no less dangerous, and in fact, more so.

Being able to hunt a wild boar alone is no less impressive than fighting a tiger by oneself.