Chapter 1: Regenerate a dog, and the beginning is bleed by the literary talent [New book sets sail, please read it!]

Wang Xiaohei was sleeping soundly, and suddenly, he felt his neck being 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?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

However, this blood was released a lot.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Some terrifying screams came from Wang Xiaohei's mouth.

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

"Yeah..."

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

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

Immediately afterwards, he began to cast spells...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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.

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

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

"Yes, Master." Wencai nodded and responded.

Wang Xiaohei fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

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

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

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

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

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

Soon, the two of them finished playing.

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

However, Wang Xiaohei had fainted at this moment.

Suddenly, blood overflowed and dripped into the bowl below.

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.

Uncle Jiu regrets that iron cannot be made of steel.

Wencai and Qiu Sheng also came close.

The pill was not swallowed.

"Oh oh I'll come, I'll come." Wencai responded quickly, reaching out to take the knife and Wang Xiaohei.

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

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

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

"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.

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