"Day by day, I don't know what I'm doing, go ahead."

"Goo-goo-goo......"

At this time, Wang Xiaohei's stomach rumbled again.

"Hehe, Xiao Hei, I think you're hungry, just right, I'm a little hungry too."

With that, my aunt walked into the back room and directly called Qiusheng who was about to lie down.

"Go to the store, I'll go to the hot meal, and I'm going to sleep after eating."

"Ahh Okay, auntie. ”

Qiusheng, who was helpless, could only run out to see the store.

When Wang Xiaohei came to his senses, it was already more than an hour later.

Looking at the soup and rice in front of him, Wang Xiaohei swallowed his saliva.

At this moment, he is really hungry.

Stretching his body, he began to eat quickly.

After a short time, a bowl of soup and rice will be eaten cleanly.

"Blackie, is it enough to eat? There's more. ”

My aunt didn't know when she appeared, so she took a bowl and poured a bowl full of soup and rice for Wang Xiaohei.

"Eat, eat more." Aunt stroked Wang Xiaohei with a smile on her face.

"Woohoo!" Wang Xiaohei raised his head, revealing a smiling face, and his tail wagged unconsciously.

I have to say that my aunt is good, unlike Wencai's guy, who even has to deduct a dog's food.

"It's so good, it's so cute." Seeing this, my aunt stroked a few more handfuls.

"Anyone? Is there anyone in the store? At this moment, the shouts of the guests came from outside the door.

"It's coming, it's coming." My aunt quickly stood up and hurried out of the back room.

"It's a pity, my aunt is a trick and doesn't have a progress bar." Wang Xiaohei couldn't help but feel a little pity in his heart.

Wang Xiaohei still has a pimple in his heart.

A plot character can only increase the progress bar by one percent, that is, he needs a hundred plot characters to open the golden finger.

And Uncle Nine's movie "Mr. Zombie" is full of calculations, and it is only five important plot characters.

For example, Uncle Jiu, Wencai, Qiusheng, Ah Wei, and Ren Tingting are five people.

Of course, if zombies and ghosts are also counted, Ren Fa and Mrs. Ren, and the female ghost Xiaoyu, that are eight people.

So, here's the problem, there are only eight plot characters, and the progress bar can only go up by eight points at most, so how can Goldfinger be opened?

Therefore, Wang Xiaohei still needs to identify a very important issue.

That is, in this world, whether there is only one movie "Mr. Zombie".

You must know that just one Uncle Nine has connected many movie worlds.

The most direct ones are "New Mr. Zombie" and "Zombie Supreme".

The former, a sequel to Mr. Zombie, came out with a Ying Gu and a ghost fetus and that handsome.

The latter is Shi Jian, the senior brother who can lightning and thunder fist, this one, that is an existence that is unparalleled in attack, and even the statue of the ancestor dares to explode.

These two dramas, he can't be sure for the time being.

However, there is one, and it can be determined in just two days.

Over there is "Uncle Zombie" by the four-eyed Taoist.

At the beginning and end of "Mr. Zombie", there was a Taoist who drove corpses, that is, the junior brother of Uncle Jiu.

As long as it is confirmed that this Taoist is the four-eyed Taoist in "Uncle Zombie", then Wang Xiaohei can be sure that this is a fusion world.

That Wang Xiaohei's 100% progress bar has been settled.

According to the plot, the end of the plot is only a matter of one or two days.

Therefore, Wang Xiaohei didn't think about running away, and the most important thing now is to figure out this matter.

……

The time gradually came into the evening.

Qiusheng had already prepared everything, even the rooster blood, and placed it in a bamboo tube.

He put everything into a red cloth bag.

This color, like this, looks like his aunt's.

Qiusheng also changed into a dark night dress, and even wore a face towel around his neck, which could cover his face at any time.

"Qiusheng, what are you wearing this for?" My aunt said worriedly.

"Oh, aunt, it's nothing, just send something to my master."

"Auntie, don't you have to get up early tomorrow to buy goods? Let's go and rest. Qiusheng said.

"You, if you really can't do it, just send some money to the security captain, that guy likes money the most." My aunt said again.

"Okay, I see, auntie." Qiusheng hurriedly walked out of the back room.

Qiusheng glanced at Wang Xiaohei, who was squatting in the corner, thought about it, grabbed it, and then stuffed it into a cloth bag.

In case the rooster blood is not enough, it is okay to use this black dog blood to make it up.

However, considering that the dog can bark, he found a rope and directly wrapped it around Wang Xiaohei's mouth.

Wang Xiaohei was furious and struggled frantically, however, he was doing useless work.

Wang Xiaohei, who was helpless, could only accept his fate.

Just as Qiusheng was about to leave, his aunt suddenly walked over.

"Qiusheng, the glutinous rice you said earlier has been steamed for you, it's true, Master Ling is in prison, why do you still have to eat glutinous rice."

"I'm afraid of the cold, so I'll wrap you in lotus leaves." Aunt said.

"Who knows, maybe my master wants to eat glutinous rice." Qiusheng shrugged and put the sticky rice in a cloth bag.

Wang Xiaohei's nose sniffed, and his stomach felt a little hungry again.

So far, he has strengthened it three times, his appetite has indeed increased, and the wound on his front paws has healed.

It's just that the hair hasn't grown yet, and when the wind blows, it's cold.

In this way, Wang Xiaohei was in this small cloth bag, swaying and squeezing around.

Sometimes it hurts to be squeezed, and it looks like Qiusheng is climbing over the wall or jumping over the wall or something like that.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Xiaohei noticed that Qiusheng had stopped.

As soon as it stops, it's not a short time.

This time, Wang Xiaohei was finally able to take a break.

After a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

didn't sleep for long, Wang Xiaohei was woken up by the bamboo tube.

"What are you doing standing here?"

Uncle Nine's voice suddenly came out.

"Ahh It's nothing, I just want to wait for you to get your head back and get back into shape. Qiu Sheng said with a dry smile.

At this moment, Uncle Nine grabbed the iron rod on the iron door with both hands, and his head was stuck on the iron door.

"Why?"

"Oh, I'm afraid you'll be embarrassed."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, help me get my head in."

"Oh, okay."

Immediately, Qiusheng began to help.

In the end, he used the Dafa of taking off his pants and successfully retracted Uncle Jiu's head.

"You bastard, do you have all the stuff?" If it weren't for the iron gate, Uncle Nine would have to beat this stinky boy to the ground.

"Bring, bringing."

Qiusheng took off the cloth bag, put it on the ground, opened it, and took out the contents of the same thing.

"Chicken blood, ink, paper notes, ink fountain line." Qiusheng said.

"Where's the glutinous rice? Also, why did you bring Hei over too? Uncle Nine stretched out his hand and carried Wang Xiaohei through the iron gate.