Wang Xiaohei was sleeping soundly. Suddenly, he felt his neck being lifted up.
It's strange that he, a 70-kilogram adult, was lifted up by his neck?
Drowsily, Wang Xiaohei opened his eyes, and what he saw was a sharply sharpened kitchen knife.
With a jolt, Wang Xiaohei woke up instantly.
"Who? Who is it? What are you going to do?"
Wang Xiaohei suddenly screamed in horror.
However, Wang Xiaohei did not hear his own voice, but instead heard several dogs barking.
Soon, Wang Xiaohei discovered something was wrong. The kitchen knife in front of him was a bit too big.
Also, why are my hands and feet a bit short?
Wait, who does this black claw in front of you belong to?
"Woof woof woof...(What's wrong with me? What's wrong?)"
Wang Xiaohei yelled, but several more dog barks were heard.
"Stop screaming, alas, Qiu Sheng roasted and ate the rooster yesterday. Now, I can only use your blood."
Wencai sighed and put the kitchen knife on the neck of a puppy.
This puppy is very small, only about two or three months old. It is completely black and looks like a small black Chinese pastoral dog.
At this time, Wang Xiaohei also saw the terrifying giant behind the kitchen knife.
"嘤嘤嘤..."
Some more frightened cries came from Wang Xiaohei's mouth.
At this moment, Wang Xiaohei finally knew that he had turned into a puppy.
"Qiu Sheng, Wen Cai, where is the rooster in the yard?" Uncle Jiu came over from the corner.
"Wencai? What are you doing?" Uncle Jiu said.
"Ah...Master, I can't find the rooster. Qiu Sheng said that black dog blood can be used instead." Wencai shuddered and said quickly.
"Huh? You guy, let me tell you, no wonder why yesterday's dinner was roast chicken. The hens were not roasted, but the rooster?"
"I bought this puppy from someone else to raise. Are you going to kill it now?"
Uncle Jiu kicked his eyes, preparing to fight.
Wencai was immediately startled and quickly let go of the puppy in his hand.
"Qiu Sheng couldn't catch the hen, he only caught the rooster..." Wen Cai quickly avoided and explained.
"嘤嘤嘤~~"
Wang Xiaohei fell to the ground and screamed in pain.
Then he rolled a few times and fell to the ground.
At first glance, he looked very cute, but the knife mark on his neck almost killed him.
It was just a little bit close to actually slitting the throat, and even the fur was cut open.
"You two are really worthless guys." Uncle Jiu immediately knew what was going on.
It is already late at night, and even if we go to town to buy chickens, it is too late.
Today is the day when Old Master Ren moves his grave.
Mr. Ren was placed in the righteous village, and preparations were made to find a good cave tomorrow and bury him immediately.
It's a pity that when I just looked at the corpse, it turned out that it had already begun to transform into a corpse, and its nails and fangs had grown out.
It can be said that tonight the corpse will definitely transform, and then a violent murder will occur.
Because of Master Ren’s strong request, Uncle Jiu was unable to burn the zombie.
Therefore, you can only use rooster blood, mix it with black ink, then use the Bagua mirror to inject mana, put it into the ink bucket, and use the thread to seal the coffin.
It's a pity that his two useless disciples roasted and ate 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 drained quite a lot.
Bloodletting means that Uncle Jiu's magic power will be weakened, so how could Uncle Jiu use his own blood?
In the end, Uncle Jiu set his sights on the puppy, Wang Xiaohei.
"That's it, that's all, let's bleed some blood. Just in time, there's also a damp blood-tonifying pill."
With that said, Uncle Jiu leaned down, lifted up Wang Xiaohei who was trying to escape, picked up the kitchen knife, and walked towards the morgue.
Not long after, 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.
"We don't need black dog blood, why should we use your blood?" Uncle Jiu gave Wen Cai a sharp look.
The latter immediately shrank his neck and did not dare to say more.
If it weren't for the two disciples' insufficient magic power, he would really want to use the blood of Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng.
A few seconds later, Uncle Jiu said angrily: "What are you doing watching? Do you want me to do it?"
"Ah...oh oh, I'll come, I'll come." Wencai responded quickly, reaching out to take the knife and Wang Xiaohei.
Immediately afterwards, Wencai was about to put the knife on Wang Xiaohei's neck.
Before Wencai could exert any force, Uncle Jiu struck Wencai on the forehead with a violent shudder.
"You guys, are you taking my words as fart? Forget it, I will do it myself."
Uncle Jiu hates that iron cannot become steel.
Immediately, he used a kitchen knife to shave off the hair on Wang Xiaohei's left front paw.
"Here." Uncle Jiu put the kitchen knife into Wencai's finger and pointed at his front paw.
"Oh, it's 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, a knife was passed across it, making a direct cut.
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 became more and more sleepy.
"Although it's a little less, it should be about the same. Wencai, bring the bandage."
Not long after, Uncle Jiu bandaged the wound on Wang Xiaohei's left paw.
Then, he walked into the house, took a small damp pill, and stuffed it into Wang Xiaohei's mouth.
However, Wang Xiaohei had already passed out at this moment.
The pill was not swallowed.
When Uncle Jiu saw this, he directly used magic power to wrap the pills and put them into his stomach.
Afterwards, Uncle Jiu placed Wang Xiaohei on a pile of straw aside.
Immediately afterwards, he began to cast spells...
Not long after, the blood ink that had been used fell into the ink fountain.
Wencai and Qiusheng, under Uncle Jiu's instructions, began to string the coffin.
"Remember, you have to play everywhere." Uncle Jiu warned.
"I understand, Master." The two of them responded and played the strings in an orderly manner.
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 strings, remember to get some food for Xiao Hei so that he doesn't get hungry."
"Yes, Master." Wencai nodded and responded.
After finishing his instructions, Uncle Jiu left the morgue.
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng also seriously started stringing the coffin.
Not long after, the two of them finished playing.
"Check and see where there is no bullet." Qiu Sheng said.
"There's more." Wencai nodded and said.
"Where?" Qiu Sheng asked seriously.
"Here." Wencai said, then flicked the ink on Qiu Sheng's face, and then ran away with a smile.
"You guy, don't run away." Qiu Sheng reacted immediately and started chasing Wen Cai.