Listening to Chen Xiao's inquiry, Zhang Xian was taken aback.
"You're interested in that dog?"
"A dog that can gnaw Zuo Shu's head like that, of course I'm interested!"
Chen Xiao sat beside Zhang Xian as he spoke.
After recalling briefly, Zhang Xian said:
"Nothing special, just a mongrel. Its fur was a mix of yellow and gray, but it seemed a bit rabid. Out of concern that rabid dogs bite, I had someone chase it later."
"But the dog was very fast, perhaps familiar with the terrain of Songshanping, so my people didn't catch up."
"Was it clean or not?" Chen Xiao asked again.
Zhang Xian froze again: "I really didn't pay attention to that, I was completely drawn to its eyes at the time, eyes that were fiery red."
"Did it run away as soon as you arrived?"
"Not exactly, Chen Yuan's house had a high courtyard. When the courtyard gate was opened, it waited until we neared the main hall door to jump out the window and escape."
At this point, Zhang Xian frowned involuntarily.
