In the dark and claustrophobic space, only a skeleton holding a stick bone stood on the side of the iron cage, and it didn't move, but the empty eye bones looked at the iron cage.

Time passed slowly, and Lao Hei couldn't stop cursing the two ghosts in his heart, and from time to time he pondered the past: 'The master can't lie to me!'But why haven't I seen your old man come to save me after so long?' Isn't the dog apprentice still not hard enough? Master! Master! Your apprentice is so pitiful, hurry up and save me!"

The treacherous laughter of the clever ghost was heard from afar, and then he said: "Grandpa, this time I will definitely be able to pluck out the dog's hair." ”

The ghost nodded and said, "Sun Sun, what you said is right, let's go and try it." ”

Lao Hei looked nervously at the side, only to see that the head-shaking ghost grabbed a big iron tong in his hand and floated over.

The clever ghost pointed to the old black dog's back and said, "Grandpa, I think the hair on the dog's back is the longest and smoothest, let's come up from the back, right?"

The headshaker nodded, and took the pliers and pinched them towards a handful of hairs on the old black's back. The bared teeth were pulled down suddenly.

Besides, this old black, due to the severe pain on the red and swollen dog's head, the flesh on his back didn't feel anything. Just snorted and closed his eyes.

The clever ghost looked at the handful of dog hair in the hand of the ghost road, and said curiously: "No! This dog hair can be blown away by the wind, and I don't see any wonder."

The head-shaking ghost said: "It must be the wrong method, try to pull a handful of hairs again." ”

He pulled another handful of black hair off the dog's legs. This time, Lao Hei didn't even snort, as if he was dead, he let the chain pull half of his dog's mouth, and hung there motionless, just like the meat dog hanging at the door of the dog meat shop.

The second ghost muttered and studied, and the clever ghost said: "Sun Tzu thinks that it must be the black dog that is angry to erect the dog's hair, why don't we toss it again?"

The head-shaking ghost couldn't help but say, pouted the leg bone from the skeleton on the side again, and hit Lao Hei for a while, Lao Hei's body swayed uncontrollably with the knock, and there was no movement.

The clever ghost stepped forward and rolled the old black dog's eyelids and said, "Grandpa, was this black dog killed?"

Then he saw the dog's eyes move slightly and said, "I said black dog, don't pretend to be dead, wouldn't it be even worse if you really died." Think about your puppy, if you become a little ghost, you can escape the palms of your grandfathers? Honestly erect your dog hair, let the brothers pluck a few roots, and let go of your dog's mouth if the uncle is happy. How's it going? It's not bad, is it?"

Lao Hei heard it in a daze, but he didn't have any strength in his body, he just opened his eyes and continued to hang there.

The ghost was about to fight again, but he was stopped by the clever ghost, and whispered in the ear of the head-shaking ghost: "Grandpa, don't fight, I think this dog can't stand the toss, and if you beat it again, you have to kill it, if you really want to kill it, it will be a big loss." I think some of the old wine in our tomb can't be poured into him. ”

While listening, Ghost Dao couldn't stop shaking his head and silently saying yes. "That's right, the black dog is full of treasures, and when the black dog gives birth to a pure soul grandfather, I will reward you with one. ”

The clever ghost couldn't help but kowtow. There were several dusty jars in the corners of the tomb, and I slapped one open and sniffed it: "I don't know how many years this thing has been here, and today this dog is cheaper." ”

Lao Hei, who has an extremely sensitive sense of smell, has a hint of wine fragrance penetrating his nostrils, and his head moves slightly towards the aroma of wine.

The head shaker laughed when he saw it: "Yo he! It's kind of interesting! I want to drink, grandpa will feed you now!" said the ghost Dao, grabbing the iron chain on the dog's mouth, and pulling the long dog's mouth out of the iron cage. picked up the wine jar and poured it in, the burst of spicy food rushed straight to his head, suddenly opened the dog's eyes, stretched out his tongue and licked the dog's mouth. When he saw that the wine jar was near his mouth, he quickly stretched out his dog's tongue and rolled the wine in the jar and ate it into his stomach.

Ghost Dao stretched out his hand and touched the dog's head and said, "Is this a good dog!" Now that you have something to drink, I'll get you some appetizers. With that, he grabbed another imp from the bag and put it in front of the black dog.

The half-hung ghost who was caught in his hand by the ghost road yawned, rubbed his eyes and said, "I can finally come out to breathe, oops, isn't this the uncle of the divine dog? Why did it take so long for my turn to go? The brothers have all turned their turns, right?" Turning his head to look at the clever ghost who was smirking at him, he said, "Well? Why, the clever ghost brother hasn't left yet! No, you come first?"

The clever ghost raised an eyebrow and reached out to make a gesture.

The half-ghost smiled at him: "Then brother, I'm not welcome!

Before he finished speaking, he grabbed his big hand and pulled off his head and stuffed it into the dog's mouth. Only then did the half-hung ghost come to his senses, and he looked at the ghost in horror, and was stuffed into the dog's mouth before he could beg for mercy.

Lao Hei Bar chirped the dog's mouth, and swallowed it directly into his stomach without chewing, the dog's tongue stretched out, and his eyes stared at the wine jar. It didn't take long for the half-hung ghost to be swallowed whole. The dog silently had a slight smirk on his face, and he was still thinking in his heart: Master, the apprentice has eaten a lot of wine this time, you come and teach me a lesson! Hehe! Silly dog! You have been deceived by the old man, but you are still looking forward to it all day long.

"Yo he, what do you want to do black dog? Do you want to hold on? Do you want to bring you treasure shoes to dissipate your food?" said the ghost and took out the broken shoes and looked at the dog's mouth.

Lao Hei, who was still cursing the old man in his fantasy, suddenly became a spirit: It is my black dog who is harmed by this broken shoe and holds the illusion, and I have to bite it today. Opening your mouth towards the broken shoes flying towards you is a mouthful, and you don't want to let go of your mouth even if you bite hard.

The clever ghost was shocked and said, "Grandpa, don't you dare to let the black dog bite the treasure shoes!"

The head shaker grabbed the broken shoe and kicked the old black dog's head with his foot. Seeing that the headshaker stretched out his foot, the old darkness hailed the opportunity, and when he released the broken shoe and bit it again, he had already bitten off half of the ball of the headshaker's foot. As he chewed, he glared at the howling and jumping head shaker.

This pain penetrated straight to the marrow, and it was even more unbearable than when Lao Dao cut his own flesh.

The clever ghost hurriedly ran up, holding the ghost's stump and asking a long and short question.

"Fuck off, don't stop me from hitting the dog. If we don't pick up your dog skin today, we won't call it a free ghost. As he spoke, he put aside the clever ghost, aimed at Lao Hei, grabbed the iron tongs and smashed it at the dog's head.

The clever ghost was afraid that the angry head-shaking ghost would ruin the life of the baby god dog, so he hurriedly said: "Grandpa, don't worry, pull out its dog teeth to see if it bites." ”

Although Lao Hei was drunk, he quickly closed the dog's mouth when he heard that he was going to pull his teeth, and stood up all over his black hair.

The scolding ghost said, dragged the iron chain on the dog's mouth to the cage, directly grabbed the black dog's lower lip with the iron tongs and tore it, and opened the dog's mouth with the stick bone. The chain on the black dog's chin was locked back to the ground.

"Raised by a piggy girl, Lao Tzu gave you good food and drink to feed you, but you bit me in turn. This time, let's see what kind of bite you have. "Clamping the canine teeth is a tug.

The pain was intense, and the muscles of the black dog contracted suddenly. There was a tom behind the black dog, and the black hair on the dog's head shot out like an arrow off the string, piercing the ghost path and the clever ghost with no less than thousands of small holes. The black dog's head suddenly became bald, and two of the dog's teeth were also pulled out.