When Uncle Nine heard these words, he shook his head.

He was very sure that as long as the dog meat in the town had been eaten in the past two years, most of them were hungry dogs that had eaten human flesh.

These people still think that the three butchers have only killed that one.

"Xiao Hei, don't think about it." Uncle Nine patted Wang Xiaohei's head and said.

Wang Xiao glanced at Uncle Nine and continued to cook.

Thinking too much? Will he think too much?

It's just dog meat, and it's not like he hasn't eaten it in his previous life.

Now, although he has been reborn, he doesn't think too much when he hears others eating dog meat.

If he can stop it, he will definitely stop it, but he will never do it deliberately.

For example, when he passed by the street and saw someone trying to slaughter a dog, Wang Xiaohei would definitely go to save him.

However, someone else has already brought dog meat to the table, does Wang Xiaohei still want to beat up the person who eats dog meat? Or killed?

"You eat first, I'll settle the bill." Uncle Nine had already finished his meal, and walked towards the counter after saying hello to Wang Xiaohei.

After calculating the accounts, there were still five pieces left of the fifty taels of silver tickets.

Uncle Nine did not let him find it, but asked the kitchen to make a few more dishes and pack them away.

When Wang Xiaohei finished eating, the packaged meals were also packed into a five-layer food box.

Uncle Nine came to the front of the store with Wang Xiaohei.

And Xiao Er also led the white horse early.

Uncle Nine immediately turned over and got on his horse and headed out of the city.

Wang Xiaohei naturally followed.

In a short time they left the city.

Wang Xiaohei also saw that a Taoist priest, with a few apprentices, was carrying a lot of things and going in another direction.

Obviously, this Taoist priest should have gone to the dog farm to do things.

Also, so many people died in the dog farm, if you don't do a ritual and send those unjust souls to the underworld to be reincarnated, in case there is an evil breed, it will be troublesome.

"Drive!"

With a shout, the white horse's speed suddenly increased, and after a while, it disappeared into the distance.

……

In a blink of an eye, the time came to dusk.

In a forest, Uncle Nine turned over and dismounted, tying the white horse to a tree on the side.

"Xiao Hei, let's have dinner first, take a rest after eating, and then continue on our way." Uncle Nine said.

"Wang~~ Okay." Wang Xiaohei nodded.

After they left Xianghe Town, it took an hour to get out of the mountain.

It took another hour to come to Chang City, the provincial capital of Western Province.

Less lucky.

They inquired at the train station, and the train to Hui Province had already departed yesterday.

If you want to wait for the next train, it will be three days later.

Three days, it is impossible for Uncle Nine to wait here for three days.

Therefore, after discussing with Wang Xiaohei, Uncle Nine decided to ride directly on horseback and go to the port city of Hui Province.

It may be a little tiring, but it will definitely be faster than the train that will be three days later.

Uncle Nine took out a newly bought cloth and spread it directly on the ground.

Then he took out the food he had packed from Changshi and took it out of the talisman.

There are vegetables and meat, as well as fruits and pastries, and I have to say that with the Nawu charm, it is really too convenient.

Uncle Nine has almost filled up the talismans.

It can be said that they will no longer worry about food.

That said, some of them cost money.

Just this trip, Uncle Nine seems to have spent hundreds of oceans.

He spent more money than he had in Yizhuang in a year.

However, it's also quite straight, that is, you have to work hard to make money in the future, otherwise, Xiao Hei really can't afford to raise it, and he can eat for him.

"Ah, I almost forgot about you." Uncle Nine looked at the white horse on the side and quickly stood up.

Under the tree where the white horse was tethered, it was bare and there was no grass.

Immediately, Uncle Nine untied the white horse and replaced it with a big tree.

There are a lot of weeds under this big tree, and some green plants that can't be named, and I think it's enough for the white horse to eat.

Even, Uncle Nine even took a few apples to add a meal to it.

After Uncle Nine finished eating, he took out the yellow rune brush and so on, and began to draw the talisman.

Wang Xiaohei also rested on the side.

It was getting dark.

Uncle Nine put away the drawn charm, and then leaned against the trunk of the tree and closed his eyes to recuperate.

A quarter of an hour later, Uncle Nine woke up on time, and then prepared to continue on his way.

By this time, it was completely dark.

It was pitch black, and the occasional song of insects and birds sounded.

In such a situation, let alone riding a horse, you have to wrestle when you walk.

Wang Xiaohei doesn't care, his eyes have night vision and can see the road very clearly.

However, the white horse is not good, and neither is the ninth uncle.

However, Uncle Nine naturally also took this situation into account.

Therefore, Uncle Nine took out a talisman that had just been drawn and pasted it on the white horse's chest.

The charm was suddenly tightly tied to its chest.

Then, Uncle Nine urged the spell, and saw a light emanating from the spell.

This light, like a large pillar of light, illuminated the distance of tens of meters ahead.

This is an illumination talisman, however, some runes have been changed by Uncle Jiu to become directional luminescence.

The white horse also seemed to notice that his chest was glowing, so he looked down to take a look, but he couldn't see it at all.

However, when it lowered its head like this, the light was obscured by its chin.

"Let's go, drive!"

Uncle Nine watched this scene with satisfaction, patted the white horse's head, and set off.

When Wang Xiaohei saw this scene, he had to admire Uncle Jiu's brain.

You can even make the lighting charm look like a car headlight.

I'm afraid it wasn't because Uncle Nine saw the headlights that he thought of this.

The lights illuminate the front, and the white horse gallops in the dark, and I have to say that the lighting effect is really good.

In a blink of an eye, an hour and a half passed.

The time also came to nine o'clock.

"It seems that there are no people in the vicinity, and we can only deal with it for one night in the woods tonight." Uncle Nine said.

After an hour and a half of driving, let alone the town, I didn't even see a village.

It's so desolate.

"Wang~~ over there." Wang Xiaohei pointed to the left.

He smelled the popularity over there.

Obviously, there are people over there, most likely a village.

"Is there someone over there? Lead the way. Let's go over and see. Uncle Nine immediately pulled the reins and walked in the direction Wang Xiaohei pointed.

Wang Xiaohei also ran quickly to the left.

He hadn't been running long, only a quarter of an hour, when he saw the village in front of him.

In the village, it was very quiet, and when they walked into the village, they didn't hear the dog barking.

Something is wrong, this is very wrong.

Wang Xiaohei's eyes kept glancing.

Everything was normal except that it was quiet.

But, precisely, this point is the most abnormal.

You know, in the village in China, or in this era, which family does not raise a Chinese pastoral dog?

As soon as the living people enter the village, these pastoral dogs will bark incessantly.

When one calls, the others will follow.

"Wang~~ There is no one in the house." Wang Xiaohei engraved.

Uncle Nine looked down and also fell into contemplation.

"Didn't you say there were people here? Can you find it? Uncle Nine said.

"Wang~~ Follow me." Wang Xiaohei pursued the human flavor and ran towards a place in the village.

And Uncle Nine also took out a peachwood sword and pulled the white horse to continue to chase it.

After a while, Wang Xiaohei stopped in front of an ancestral hall.

Wang Xiaohei could smell that there were a large number of people inside, and it seemed that all the people in the village had gathered here?

"It seems that something is really wrong with this village." Uncle Nine said in a deep voice.

Wang Xiaohei didn't speak, and went directly to the wall.

Inside, the lights were dark, and there was no movement.

However, Wang Xiaohei saw it clearly, there were more than a dozen figures standing inside, all holding a big knife, all of them looking towards Wang Xiaohei.

If this is okay, but Wang Xiaohei can see it very clearly, these dozen figures are not human beings, they are all paper people.

That's right, it's the kind of paper man that burns the dead.

Even the big knives in their hands are paper knives made of paper.

More than a dozen paper figures stared at Wang Xiaohei in unison, and I have to say that the timid people will really be scared to death.

Wang Xiaohei froze and looked at the ancestral hall again, the door of the ancestral hall was closed, but there were a few small faces in the window.

It was the child's face, which seemed to be looking at the situation outside, and there was a faint fire shooting out from inside.

Wang Xiaohei did not break in rashly, but came to Uncle Jiu's side and engraved a description of the situation inside.

After Uncle Nine looked at it, he stepped forward, knocked on the door, and said, "Excuse me, is there anyone inside?" ”

One, two, three, no one responded.

Uncle Jiu said again: "Lin Zhengying in Xiamao Mountain, passing by Guibao Land, just want to spend a night here, if there is no one, then he will leave below." ”

Uncle Nine waited for a few more breaths, but there was still no movement inside.

"Blackie, let's go." Uncle Nine didn't force his way in, let alone shout too much, and after turning over his horse, he was ready to leave.

Since they are not welcome in the village, they are gone.

Moreover, there is something wrong with it.

No matter what the problem is, if they don't say it, it is impossible for Uncle Nine to lick his face.

"Wang~~" Wang Xiaohei responded.

"Drive!"

As soon as Uncle Nine patted the horse's buttocks, the white horse ran quickly.

However, not long after running out, I saw the door of the ancestral hall open directly.

"Please also ask Daoist friends to stay, you just said that you are from Maoshan? Are you a Maoshan Taoist? ”

A hoarse voice rang out.

"Phew~~Phew~~Phew!"

Uncle Nine hurriedly stopped the horse, turned over and walked back.

The light of the illumination charm shone on the gate of the ancestral hall, and also illuminated the person at the gate.

This man was an old man with gray hair, his face was full of wrinkles, his hair was scattered, and his face was extremely pale.

He didn't have a left hand, and his right hand only had three fingers, and in those three fingers he still held a blood-colored paper figure.

"Yes, the sixty-ninth generation disciple in Xiamao Mountain, Lin Zhengying. I don't know if your friend is" Uncle Nine turned over and dismounted, clenched his fists and said.

"It's just a matter of pointing out the tricks of the left way, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning. You can call me a paper ghost. Ahem! ”

The paper ghost coughed heavily.

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A book that introduces a friend, the title of the book is "The Leisurely Life of the Reborn Daddy"

This is a light-hearted daily story of tired of the spiritual internal friction of the metropolis and returning to the countryside to farm and bring a baby.

(End of chapter)