In Dahuang Village, on the small hill at the entrance of the village, two figures, one black and one short, were muttering together.

"Uncle, hurry up, the dog will die in a while, and the blood will not flow." The voice of the short man was Su Xiaoxia.

"Xiaoxia, or else, forget it, right? Da Hei was raised by Mrs. Zhou as a companion, and if she killed it, Mrs. Zhou should be sad. Zhou Aiguo said with some expectations.

"Uncle, this dog has already eaten rat poison, even if you don't kill it, it won't be dead for a while?" Su Xiaoxia turned her face to the shadows and pursed her lips.

Her eldest uncle, who looks fierce and vicious, is not good at all, and she knew that it would be better to call her second uncle.

"Also······ Be. Xiaoxia, you take the bucket and continue. As soon as Zhou Aiguo's words fell, he raised a snowy pig-killing knife in his hand and stabbed it into the heart and lungs of the black dog.

Su Xiaoxia hurriedly put a plastic bucket close to the black dog's wound.

As soon as the knife in Zhou Aiguo's hand was drawn, blood spurted out from the black dog's wound, and it happened to be caught by the plastic bucket in Su Xiaoxia's hand.

After more than ten minutes, the blood flow gradually stopped.

Looking at the small half bucket of dog blood, Zhou Aiguo frowned and asked, "Xiaoxia, is such a little dog blood enough?" Why don't we go to the village and find a black dog? ”

"Enough is enough, uncle, this black dog is not easy to find." Su Xiaoxia shook her head and said.

Zhou Aiguo pulled it in his heart, and found that what Su Xiaoxia said was right, in the entire Dahuang Village, only Mrs. Zhou's family had a black dog, and just now it was dark and was poured by them with medicated bacon.

The bacon was stolen by Su Xiaoxia from home. The rat poison was provided by Zhou Aiguo.

Thinking of Mrs. Zhou, Zhou Aiguo's heart couldn't help but sudden.

Zhou Aiguo didn't forget that Su Xiaoxia had just been cleaned up by Mrs. Zhou during the day today. Tonight, Su Xiaoxia proposed to slaughter Mrs. Zhou's black dog to ward off evil spirits. Did Su Xiaoxia take revenge with her own hands? Or does this black dog blood really work?

"Xiaoxia! Does this dog still use color? Black dogs are not easy to find, but yellow dogs can too, right? In our village, there are many yellow dogs. Zhou Aiguo said tentatively.

"No, uncle, what our teacher said, black dog blood has the effect of warding off evil spirits, and the rest, no." Su Xiaoxia shook her head and said with a serious face.

"Your school teachers still teach this kind of knowledge?" Zhou Aiguo was a little skeptical.

Zhou Aiguo didn't study well when he was a child, his family was poor, and he studied in primary school for two years, so he simply didn't study.

Su Xiaoxia is eleven years old this year, and she will be a fifth-grade student in the second half of the year, so Zhou Aiguo doesn't know if the teacher will teach these knowledge in the upper grades of primary school.

"Uncle, I'm a member of the study committee in the class! Our teacher liked me and specially opened a small stove for me. Su Xiaoxia straightened her chest and said proudly.

Of course, Su Xiaoxia has to find a way to lie, otherwise, Zhou Aiguo will ask those classmates in the village who are in the same class as her in the future, and no one else knows, so how did she know?

The identity of the study committee member did add a lot of points to Su Xiaoxia.

Xiaoxia studies well, the teacher likes it, and it should be normal to teach more knowledge······ Right? Zhou Aiguo thought.

In fact, the saying that black dog blood can ward off evil spirits was said by Su Xiaoxia from a fortune teller in Liuhe Town.

After entering the 80s, characters such as fortune tellers and goddesses sprung up from all over Liuhe Town.

In the countryside, most people have some superstitious thoughts. A few years ago, there was a movement, and even if everyone was superstitious, they did not dare to openly ask a fortune teller to tell their fortunes.

In the 80s, the control of this aspect was gradually relaxed. Superstitious activities gradually gained market demand. Rural people get married and have big things like the beams on the house, and they will find a fortune teller to look at the days.

Near Su Xiaoxia's school, there lived a blind man who could tell fortunes, named Wu Lao.

Wu Lao was blind and had no children and no daughters, and a few years ago, he relied on the relief of his neighbors, and he was hungry and full, but he didn't starve to death.

After the policy began to loosen, Wu Lao blindly secretly told fortunes at home to make some money to support himself.

There is a classmate in Su Xiaoxia Town who is Wu Lao's neighbor and believes in Wu Lao's blind style.

Su Xiaoxia was curious, and followed her classmates to see it once. The matter of black dog blood is what I heard Wu Lao blindly tell a middle-aged woman.

However, Su Xiaoxia will definitely not tell Zhou Aiguo the truth. In Zhou Aiguo's eyes, the words that come out of the mouth of the school teacher are authoritative.

"Uncle, let's hurry up and do things, it's not too early." Su Xiaoxia yawned and urged.

Today, the kettle that Su Xiaoxia gave to Su Tianle was filled with croton water. Su Xiaoxia was afraid that Su Tianle would drink it, so she specially put two spoonfuls of sugar in the water.

After Su Tianle went home, his stomach hurt badly. Su Xiaoxia saw that the situation was not good, and sneaked away.

Su Xiaoxia knew that it might be that she had too much croton.

Afraid that Zhou Aiqin would beat her, it would be strange if Su Xiaoxia didn't slip away. Zhou Aiqin is such a person, when something happens, he only knows how to push it on others.

Su Xiaoxia wanted to atone for her sins, so she ran to Zhou Aiguo, and used her three-inch incorruptible tongue to say that Zhou Aiguo would do it tonight.

"Why don't we go back in a few days? I'm afraid it's not enough for such a little black dog blood. Zhou Aiguo muttered.

Zhou Aiguo is afraid of ghosts, and he is afraid to death. Today's daytime, Zhou Aiguo still remembers it! and Lin Ansheng and Su Xiaoqiao "grabbed clothes" to wear themselves, are you sure that you will not be haunted by ghosts?

Why did he believe the words of such a little girl as Su Xiaoxia? Just such a small bucket of dog blood, can it be useful?

Or ······ Forget it! After Su Xiaoqiao and his wife's three-seven days passed, it was not too late for him to make a move.

Zhou Aiguo's pace is getting slower and slower.

"Uncle, no matter what kind of demons and monsters, they are afraid of black dog blood. Rest assured! You can't go wrong. Su Xiaoxia patted her chest and packed the ticket.

Zhou Aiguo can retreat, but she can't retreat. Su Tianle had diarrhea and invited Wu Zhengyi to see it, Su Xiaoxia had already heard from the people in the village. If there is no harvest tonight, Su Xiaoxia can expect that as long as she appears in front of Zhou Aiqin, Zhou Aiqin will definitely beat her.

"Alright, let's go!" Zhou Aiguo looked at the bucket in his hand and finally took a step.

Lin Susu was not idle at home. After hearing Mrs. Zhou's dog barking a few times, the "white mist" in Lin Susu's mind was released, and he walked around the courtyard wall and found the sneaky duo of Zhou Aiguo and Su Xiaoxia.

When Zhou Aiguo killed the dog, the bright pig-killing knife in his hand made Lin Susu's pupils shrink.

Zhou Aiguo has a weapon in her hand, and her actions must be careful and careful.

The courtyard wall of Lin Susu's house was high, and Zhou Aiguo struggled to climb up.