[The Path to Godhood] Chapter Five: The Dog's Mutation After Eating and Sleeping

Chapter Five: The Dog's Strange Transformation After Eating and Sleeping
Lingyao watched in astonishment as the dog finished another eight family buckets of food… She involuntarily looked down at his
thin body, her attention focused on his stomach.
To her even greater surprise, his stomach hadn't changed at all!
"Where did all that food go? Even if he was pretending, it should have filled a whole bucket by now! How could it
not have changed?"
Watching the dog still refusing to let go of the chicken bones, Lingyao suddenly felt a sense of unreality. This couldn't be
described simply as "being able to eat"; it was a supernatural event that defied human common sense.
Lingyao secretly pinched herself with her fingernail; a sharp pain proved she wasn't dreaming.
She suppressed her immense doubts and observed this little boy who called himself a dog and wanted to protect her, trying
to figure out if he was some kind of "monster" in disguise.
But after a moment, she shook her head self-deprecatingly, "Have you been watching too many movies lately? You
can even guess something like this?"
"Still not full?" she asked crisply.
Gouzi looked up and grinned sheepishly, "Full! Thank you, Sister Lin, this is the first time I've ever been full! Mmm… the chicken bone
marrow is delicious, I don't want to waste it." He then buried his head in the bones again, this time eating even faster. Before, he
would spit out bone fragments, but this time he simply chewed them a couple of times and swallowed them.
Lingyao broke out in a cold sweat watching this! She thought, "With your appetite, it's no wonder you're not full…"
Before long, Gouzi had finished all the bones, leaving the box spotless—it was probably cleaner than a real puppy could lick
clean.
Lingyao was just about to ask him if he had a place to go home that night when she noticed he was slumped over the table, motionless
.
She gently nudged the dog's shoulder and called out, "Hey...you're not going to sleep after eating, are you? Wake up! I ca
n't move you."
She nudged him for a while, but he didn't wake up and remained motionless. Lingyao panicked.
"Did he eat too much?! I've heard that people who have been starving for several days shouldn't eat too much at once, otherwise their bodies
won't be able to handle it. People have even died from overeating! Oh no! I was too careless! I shouldn't have let him eat so much
."
She quickly put her hand under his nose to check, and after a good half minute, she felt a warm
, moist breath on her fingers.
She kept her hand there, carefully observing the dog's reaction. She found that he was breathing about once
or twice a minute, which was a bit low, but it was steady and continuous. Considering his inhuman appetite, she guessed that
was his special trait.
"Phew..." Lingyao finally let out a long sigh, relieved, and exclaimed, "You really
can't be a good person recklessly! I almost took responsibility this time, thankfully he's alright."
"Sigh... you said you'd protect me, but a child is still a child. I'm such a good Samaritan, I can't just
leave you here, I can't even lift you up."
Left with no other choice, she found the shop staff and told them she had found her long-lost brother, and
seeing he hadn't eaten for days, she brought him to eat. He ate his fill and then fell asleep, so she asked them to help her get him
into a taxi.
The young man in the shop looked at her with surprise for a long time, but finally decided to believe her. After
all, these days, who would be so kind to a complete stranger, a little beggar? Besides, having
the chance to get close to this stunning beauty wasn't bad either.
And so, with the help of the staff, Lingyao got the dog into the car, and when they got home, she asked the driver
to help carry him into her rented basement apartment.
After a hectic half-night, coupled with the considerable amount of alcohol she'd been given,
she felt utterly exhausted by late at night. Her head was spinning, and waves of aching, fatigue washed
over her, making her too weak to even move a finger. She
paid her driver, closed the door, plopped down on the bed, kicked off her high heels, and
leaned back onto the soft mattress.
Lingyao stared wide-eyed at the low ceiling for a while. The dim yellow light from the bulb cast an ambiguous glow,
illuminating the mother spider in the corner, who had been preparing to meet a small flying insect, as it scurried back to its nest.
She felt herself in that state where the more her head ached, the more acute her senses became; she thought she could even hear
the rustling sound of the spider crawling.
"Ever since I saw this strange little boy, I've become a little abnormal," she thought, a
strange urge to get close to him leaving her somewhat bewildered.
The little boy's subsequent behavior made her believe he was definitely not normal.
"Are there really monsters in this world?" Lingyao lay beside the puppy, lost in thought. She felt
a pleasant scent slowly emanating from him, sometimes like the fresh scent of the forest in her hometown on a morning,
sometimes like the fragrance of lavender, making her feel lightheaded and her consciousness gradually blurred.
The puppy lying beside her slowly emitted a thin blue light. Where the halo swayed, the
various scars on the puppy's skin slowly grew and peeled away, and the dry, wrinkled skin slowly shed,
the rapidly growing skin becoming delicate and plump like that of a newborn baby.
The halo, starting as a thin layer all over his body, gradually gathered towards the top of his head, the increasingly intense
rays of light like tentacles growing from his head. Slowly, these light tentacles
reached towards Lingyao's head, and once they touched hers, they wouldn't move, as if they were stuck to her.
Lingyao was also clearly affected. In this strange, dreamlike state, she felt her
consciousness fly very, very far away…
back to her beautiful hometown, a small village nestled in the mountains of Wushan County, Chongqing, right next to the mysterious
Shennongjia primeval forest.
The villagers were very simple and honest, living a life of contentment, relying on the mountains for their livelihood, and peaceful in their hearts. Although poor, they were kind and gentle.i=71> Always peaceful and happy. 　　 Back then, her name was Lin Bailing, and true to her name, she had a clear and melodious voice like a lark.

As she grew up day by day,
she became increasingly beautiful and charming. Her skin was as smooth and delicate as jade, with a pair of crescent-shaped eyebrows,
a pair of bright and intelligent black eyes, and a graceful figure. Coupled with the mysterious and ancient forest-like
temperament, she became the goddess in the hearts of the young people in the surrounding villages.
Little Yaozi: "Bailing! Look, look! These are the celestial flowers I picked on the cliff today, aren't they beautiful? Here
... for you! I... I think you're even more beautiful than a celestial being!"
Bailing chuckled: "Little Yaozi, have you ever seen a celestial being? How do you know I'm more beautiful than her..."
Little Yaozi: "I... guessed! You are the fairy in my heart, the most beautiful fairy!"
Bailing's eyes crinkled with laughter as she glanced at him, almost making him climb the steepest cliff to
pick all the celestial flowers and give them to her...
Li Houzi: "Bailing! These are a pair of little squirrels I just caught, look how unafraid they are of people. Look
how much they like you! Look... don't they resemble us... how close we are..."
Just as he finished speaking, the female squirrel bit the male squirrel's tail hard, causing the male squirrel to jump off
Li Houzi's shoulder and run back into the treetops.
Bai Ling burst into laughter, her eyes crinkling at the corners, which Li Houzi thought were
more beautiful than the most beautiful crescent moon.
Da Niu: "Bailing! Look, I hunted a wild boar all by myself today! From now on… um… from now on I'll make sure you
can eat pork every day!"
Bai Ling looked up at the simple, towering young man before her and said, "Brother Da Niu, I don't eat much meat
…"
Da Niu: "Speechless…"
…
The simple young men expressed their feelings in the most genuine way, but Bai Ling never agreed to
anyone's advances. It wasn't that she was arrogant, but she genuinely found these young men very endearing.
Well… simply adorable in their simplicity, but none of them could give her that mountain-like sense of security. Perhaps deep down,
she had always longed for that feeling of being able to rely on someone like a father.
Lin Bai Ling didn't remember much about her life before high school. According to her father, it was because she had
slipped and fallen into the river while fishing. She hit her head on a large rock and was unconscious for several days.
Finally, her father had to ask a "Yan Po" (a female deity) who practiced in the mountains to perform a ritual and bring her soul back. According to Yan
Po, it was fortunate that the soul only lost a small portion of its memory; most people would become mentally impaired
. "Your daughter is blessed by the mountain god of Wushan," she said.
Her parents took this very seriously. They not only set up a shrine to the mountain god at home but also
made offerings and worshipped him daily.
Perhaps she was truly favored by the mountain god, or perhaps her father's prayers worked, but in any case, their
lives improved steadily. Her father always managed to gather the most precious herbs and catch the most prey when he went into the mountains! Even
the vegetables grown around their home grew better than others.
And some young man who admired her even wrote a ridiculous poem describing her, which she found
hilarious
: "Her skin was like solidified cream, her face like a lotus blossom; her eyebrows, like a crescent moon, hung in the snowy sky.
Her starry eyes shone with shy blush; her pink lips, slightly upturned
, resembled fresh lychees. Her black hair flowed like waves from the sky; her jade-like hair, like delicate pink pillars, swayed gracefully.
She seemed to be the work of the goddess of the Luo River, her thousand charms reflected in the rosy clouds."
Novel things are always exaggerated with each passing tale, and slowly, at some point, her
reputation as the "Goddess of Wushan" spread throughout Wushan County. Everyone knew that in the remote village deep in the mountains, there lived such
a beautiful and otherworldly woman.
And what the world never lacks are those with boundless greed.
Especially those men who wield power; for them, to have such a revered
"goddess" beneath them would undoubtedly be a source of immense satisfaction! "
Since ancient times, beautiful women, like famous generals, are not allowed to grow old in this world. " A stunningly beautiful woman born into an ordinary farming family was
almost destined to become a target of pursuit.
She remembered that evening as exceptionally beautiful, with fish-scale-like golden-red clouds hanging in the sky, and the
sun, half-hidden on the horizon, as red as a ripe, oily duck egg yolk.
The Shennong Ancient Forest was still shrouded in mist, with only a few playful rays of sunlight painting the air with
iridescent colors.
The villagers had already begun cooking, and the rising smoke, mingled with the aroma of food, drifted through the peaceful
village.
That day, she wore a neat, simple floral farm shirt, her hip-length hair styled into a thick, glossy black
braid. Her right hand gripped her younger brother Linfei's small hand, her palm damp, as she anxiously looked towards the direction leading into the mountains.
A week ago, her father went into the mountains to gather herbs and hunt. There isn't much fertile farmland in their area; their main
source of income is gathering and processing wild medicinal herbs and hunting less valuable game, processing it, and selling the pelts.
He'd never been away from the mountains for so long before. She knew her father had grown up in these forests
, learning hunting and herb gathering from her grandfather since childhood; he was a very experienced mountain man.
The villagers said that the mountain god protected him, which was why he always had such a good haul.
She always found it laughable.
She knew it was because her father put in more effort than others. She knew his wish was to earn more money
so she could finish university, not just remain a primary school teacher in the village.
That's why her father went to those more dangerous cliffs and more remote forests. She had tried to stop him
, but he only scolded her severely.
She didn't blame him, because she knew that his scolding contained love, expectation, and a
little bit of gratitude.
He had always found his father's unconventional ways strange. Other families favored sons over daughters, and even when it came to sending their children to school
, they would definitely choose to support the boys in the family. But his father insisted on supporting his daughter, and
would always think of letting her eat first when there was something good to eat at home.
Although her family had a good relationship, her parents loved her dearly, and her younger brother was very attached to her, she always
felt that the occasional look of gratitude in her parents' eyes made her feel strange and somewhat distant.
But that didn't bother her; she still cherished her parents deeply—her father, like a mountain providing her support
, and her mother, like the Xiangxi River, showering her with love.
That night, her father had been gone into the mountains for a week without any news, and she had a bad feeling. She
and her younger brother waited anxiously at the edge of the village, wanting to see her father as soon as possible.
Just as the sunset was about to disappear, a green jeep with white license plates drove up the dirt road from the village
, moving at a considerable speed, its roaring engine kicking up clouds of dust.
Cars are rare in these mountains, and the villagers are quite sensitive to the sound of vehicles. As soon as the jeep entered the village,
villagers from every household came out to watch the spectacle. Some even had their dinner with them, eating while watching the unusual
car. The children in each household started running and playing as if it were New Year's Day.
The jeep sped into the village without slowing down, then braked suddenly in front of the villagers, kicking
up dust that made them cough.
With two loud "bangs!" as the car doors slammed shut, a young man in military uniform carrying a rifle
and a composed middle-aged man in civilian clothes stepped out of the car.
The middle-aged man was tall and robust, with slightly graying hair, a sharply
defined face, and a pair of piercing eyes that shone with a cold light.
The young man followed closely behind, his face somewhat frivolous, looking at the crowd with disdain. But when he saw
Lin Bailing, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he glanced at her excitedly a few times before looking away, focusing on the
old man who had emerged from the crowd.
Hong Jiu, the village chief of Shennong Village, was over 50 years old but looked like he was over 60. The young
people in the village habitually called him Master Jiu. He slowly stepped forward and respectfully asked the middle-aged man, "
Hello, Chief, I am the village chief of Shennong Village. What business do you have here? Please tell me, and we will definitely cooperate
!"
Master Jiu had lived for so many years; seeing that these people dared to carry guns and barge in, he knew they were up
to no good, and naturally lowered his guard.
The middle-aged man glanced at him, then turned to the crowd with a serious, expressionless expression, only
lingering briefly on Lin Bailing. For a fleeting moment, his ears twitched slightly,
unnoticed by anyone except the young man behind him.
Those swept across the crowd felt a chill run up their spines, even in the sweltering summer heat, and involuntarily
shivered.
Lin Bailing keenly sensed it; that gaze lingered on her the longest! That greedy,
bloodthirsty, icy gaze made her feel as if the man before her was a cold-blooded viper, ready to devour her at any moment
, and goosebumps rose involuntarily all over her body.
After the middle-aged man swept through the crowd, he nodded to the young man and turned to get back into his car.
As if receiving an order, the young man walked up to Lin Bailing, took out an arrest warrant, and
said coldly and mechanically, "We are from the National Security Department! Your father, Lin Baichuan, is suspected of threatening national security. We suspect
he has colluded with foreign forces in espionage activities. Please come with us now to assist in the investigation."
Without waiting for Lin Bailing's reaction, he ripped the handcuffs from her hands and snapped one onto her wrists
.
Seven or eight-year-old Linfei, seeing them about to grab his sister, refused to stand by and lunged at the young man's hand
.
The young man sneered, then kicked Linfei in
the chest with his heavy leather boot!
The boy flew backward five or six meters like a kite with a broken string before crashing to the ground. Before he
could even sit up, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
This sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard. Lin Bailing was the first to react
, struggling violently and screaming, "Little brother…! Little brother…! Let me go! You murderer!
Murderer!"
But her struggles were futile against the young man. At this moment, the villagers
also reacted.
Several young men jumped out, carrying forks, sickles, and wooden clubs,
surrounding the cart and shouting loudly!
"Why are you arresting her! Let her go! Otherwise, you're not leaving today!"
"You're even hitting a child so hard! You're obviously not good people! Don't let them go!"
A woman, protecting the injured Lin Fei, shouted loudly.
"That's right! Uncle Lin is a native of these mountains, he's never even seen a foreigner! You think colluding is possible?
Absolutely not!"
...
The scene was about to descend into chaos as the crowd gradually surrounded them.
Just then, "Bang...!" A gunshot rang out!! The sound carried far through the mountains, "Bang bang bang
..." echoing in everyone's ears, the scene seemingly frozen.
The young man was seen holding the handcuffed Bai Ling in one hand and raising a rifle in the other,
wisps of white smoke rising from the muzzle.
He looked at the villagers with disdain and slowly said, "Attacked national security forces, I have the right
to execute you on the spot. The first shot is just a warning! Continue, and you'll bear the consequences!"
His slow, arrogant tone revealed his arrogance completely.
Faced with a life-or-death test, we really can't say anything about the villagers of Shennong Village.
Village Chief Jiu quickly stepped forward to appease the villagers, telling them not to offend their leader. Then he ran to the car window
and pleaded humbly. After a while, the car window gently rolled down, and a deep, resonant voice
steadily came through: "Alright, Xiao Chen, take that woman and get in the car."After receiving the order, Xiao Chen slung his gun over his shoulder and pulled on the handcuffs without any hesitation, nearly causing Bai Ling to tumble over.

After regaining her footing, she calmed down, no longer resisting or struggling. Her dark eyes, clear and resolute, stared out the car
window as she calmly said, "Take my little brother and get him to the hospital. Otherwise, believe me, you won't be able to take a single person away
alive today."
Bai Ling was betting that these people wouldn't dare to actually kill her, at least not now.
The man in the car looked at the girl outside the window, her exquisite features, her somewhat tragic yet resolute eyes. He
was truly moved; his heart, usually so ruthless, was momentarily unable to refuse her. He looked at her through the dark glass
for a while, then shook his head self-deprecatingly, finding his thoughts somewhat ridiculous.
But taking a child was no big deal; he couldn't really kill her to achieve his goal,
so he said, "Xiao Chen, take the child to the hospital."
Lin Fei, unconscious, was carried into the car. Lin Bai Ling hugged him tenderly, tears streaming down her knees.
Her worry for her father and little brother broke her heart.
"Big Brother Niu! Monkey! Little Yaozi! Take good care of my mother!" Bailing's pitiful voice
cried out to the three young men outside the window, who were excitedly trying to rush forward.
Then the jeep sped away, leaving the somewhat dumbfounded villagers with only a
cloud of choking dust.
One of the young men, tall and dark-skinned, clenched his fists tightly, his lips bleeding from where he had bitten them. He hated himself
for not rushing forward, but faced with her plea, he dared not act impulsively.
He could only furiously pound the ground beneath the car with the wooden stick in his hand until his palms were covered in blood.
The two young men beside him, one with delicate features and the other thin and small, both had tightly pursed
lips, their red eyes fixed on the departing car. At this moment 　　 ,
they did not realize that for Bailing, this was just the beginning
of a nightmare from which she could not wake.

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