Wang Xiaohei was sleeping soundly, and suddenly, he felt his neck be lifted up.

It’s strange that he, an adult of 70 kilograms, was actually picked up with his neck pinched?

In a daze, Wang Xiaohei opened his eyes, but what caught his eye was a sharp kitchen knife.

After a sudden excitement, Wang Xiaohei woke up instantly.

"Who? Who is it? What are you going to do?"

Wang Xiaohei screamed in horror.

However, Wang Xiaohei did not hear his voice, but instead heard a few barking dogs.

Soon, Wang Xiaohei discovered something was wrong. The kitchen knife in front of him was a bit outrageous.

Also, why are your hands and feet a little short?

Wait, whose black claw in front of you belongs to?

"Woof woof woof...(What's wrong with me? What's wrong?)"

Wang Xiaohei shouted, but a few more dog barking sounded.

"Stop calling, alas, who told Qiu Sheng to roast the rooster yesterday? Now, I can only use your blood."

Wencai sighed and placed the kitchen knife on the neck of a puppy.

This little puppy is very small, about two or three months old, and his whole body is black and black. It is definitely a Chinese pastoral black dog.

At this time, Wang Xiaohei also saw the terrifying giant behind the kitchen knife.

"Yeah..."

Some terrifying screams came from Wang Xiaohei's mouth.

At this moment, Wang Xiaohei finally realized that he had turned into a puppy.

"Qiu Sheng, Wencai, where is the rooster in the yard?" Uncle Jiu walked over from the corner.

"Wencai? What are you doing?" said Uncle Jiu.

"Ah... Master, the rooster can't be found. Qiu Sheng said that he could use black dog blood instead." Wen Cai shivered and said quickly.

"Hmm? You guy, I said, no wonder why yesterday's supper was roasted chicken, hens don't roast, roasted rooster?"

"I specially bought this puppy and raised it with someone else. Are you going to kill me now?"

Uncle Jiu kicked his eyes and made a gesture to fight.

Wencai was shocked and quickly let go of the puppy in his hand.

"Qiu Sheng couldn't catch the hen, he only caught the rooster..." Wen Cai hurriedly avoided and explained.

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Wang Xiaohei fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

Then he rolled a few times on the spot and lay on the ground.

At first glance, it was very cute, but the knife mark on his neck almost killed him.

Just a little bit, I really cut my throat and my fur was cut open.

"You two are really useless guys." Uncle Jiu immediately knew what was going on.

It's already late at night, and even if you go to town to buy chicken, it's too late.

Today is the day when Old Master Ren moved his grave.

Old Master Ren was placed on the charity house, preparing to find a good cave tomorrow and be buried immediately.

Unfortunately, after just looking at the corpse, it began to transform, and its nails and fangs had grown out.

It can be said that tonight, there must be a corpse and then a murderer suddenly started.

Because of Master Ren's strong request, Uncle Jiu could not burn the zombie.

Therefore, you can only use rooster blood to mix black ink, then use the Bagua mirror to inject magic power, put it into the ink bucket, and thread the line to seal the coffin.

Unfortunately, his two useless disciples roasted the only rooster in the yard yesterday.

In fact, he can use his own blood. The blood in Uncle Jiu's body contains magic power, which can be said to be more powerful than rooster blood and black dog blood.

However, this blood was released a lot.

Bloodletting means that Uncle Jiu's mana will be weakened, so how could Uncle Jiu use his own blood?

In the end, Uncle Jiu still focused on the puppy, that is, Wang Xiaohei.

"Forget it, forget it, let's put some blood on it, just in time, there is also a blood-replenishing pill that is irritating."

As he said that, Uncle Jiu bent down and lifted Wang Xiaohei who wanted to escape. He even picked up the kitchen knife and walked towards the morgue.

Soon, Uncle Jiu came to a bill in the morgue.

Wencai and Qiu Sheng also came close.

"Master, do you use black dog blood?" Wencai asked.

"No need for black dog blood, do you use your blood?" Uncle Jiu glared at Wencai fiercely.

The latter immediately shrank his neck and dared not say more.

If the two disciples had not had enough magic power, he really wanted to use Wencai and Qiu Sheng's blood.

A few seconds later, Uncle Jiu said in a pity: "You guys watch it? Can you let me do it?"

"Ah...oh, I'll do it, I'll do it." Wencai responded quickly, reaching out to take the knife and Wang Xiaohei.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Wencai and prepared to put the knife on Wang Xiaohei's neck.

Without waiting for Wencai to exert force, Uncle Jiu knocked on Wencai's forehead with a sudden thrust.

"You guy, are you farting about my words? Forget it, I'll do it myself."

Uncle Jiu regrets that iron cannot be made of steel.

Immediately, I used a kitchen knife to shave the hair of Wang Xiaohei's left front paw.

"Here." Uncle Jiu stuffed the kitchen knife into Wencai's finger and pointed at his front paws.

"Oh, it's the master." Wencai responded quickly.

Wang Xiaohei knew that he was about to be cut, so he naturally struggled hard, but unfortunately, it had no effect at all.

Then, he cut through with a knife and cut a hole directly.

Suddenly, blood overflowed and dripped into the bowl below.

Wang Xiaohei only felt a pain in his hand, and then he felt that he seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and at the same time, he was getting sleepier and more.

"Although it's a little less, it should be almost the same. Wencai, bring the bandage."

Soon, Uncle Jiu bandaged the wound on Wang Xiaohei's left claw.

Then, he walked into the house, took a small pill that was a little wet, and stuffed it into Wang Xiaohei's mouth.

However, Wang Xiaohei had fainted at this moment.

The pill was not swallowed.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu directly exerted a magic power, wrapped the pills and put them into his stomach.

Then, Uncle Jiu placed Wang Xiaohei on the straw pile beside him.

Immediately afterwards, he began to cast spells...

Soon, the blood ink that had been used in the method fell into the ink dou.

Under the instructions of Uncle Jiu, Wencai and Qiu Sheng began to thrust the coffin.

"Remember, you have to play every place." Uncle Jiu reminded.

"I understand, Master." The two responded, and the regular lines were bounced.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu nodded and was about to leave.

However, at this moment, Uncle Jiu remembered something again, pointed at Wang Xiaohei who was still sleeping and said:

"Wencai, after you finish playing the line later, remember to get some food for Xiao Hei and don't let him starve."

"Yes, Master." Wencai nodded and responded.

After the instructions were finished, Uncle Jiu left the morgue.

Wencai and Qiu Sheng also started to thrust the coffin seriously.

Soon, the two of them finished playing.

"Check it out and see where there is no play." Akito said.

"And there is one." Wencai nodded and said.

"Where?" Qiu Sheng asked seriously.

"Here." Wen Cai said, but he flipped the ink on Qiu Sheng's face and then ran away with a smile.

"You guy. Don't run away." Qiu Sheng immediately reacted and went after Wencai to fight.
Chapter completed!