Ghost Net: Killing Land

When the taxi was halfway out, Old Wang told me to stop and said, "Go buy a male dog of pure black and bring it back."

"Ah?" "Now?" I asked, surprised. I didn't want to see what time it was, it was already late at night, where would I go to buy a dog.

"Otherwise, hurry up." Old Wang urged.

"No …"

"It's not anything. You can decide for yourself, hurry up and get out of the car."

Before I could finish my sentence, Old Wang shoved me out of the car. He patted the driver's seat and said, "Let's go."

F * ck his grandpa.

I left him alone. Where am I going to buy a dog in the middle of the night? Old fellow, I don't know what to say earlier.

No matter how much you complain, this is a matter that concerns my life. I can't just give up and let it go.

Old Wang, this old brat, has sharp eyes. He only left me behind after reaching the center of the city. Although most of the shops were already closed, there were still a few that had their doors open.

I shamelessly asked from door to door and finally bought a short-haired black dog for a clothing store owner at ten times the market price. Damn, I'm sure you're telling me it's a male dog. Then he took a taxi to his house and spent two or three hours before he took a taxi home.

As soon as he entered, he saw a large wooden bucket with iron support beneath it. There was also a layer of tarpaulin around the barrel, but there were a few holes in it.

Old Wang had also set up a altar on the tea table, which was filled with oil lamps and fragrant candles. As if I had burned the paper before I came here, the house was filled with smoke, and the puppy barked twice as he entered.

"Old Wang, I'm back." I cried.

He was just walking out of the room with something in his hand that I couldn't understand. I complained, "I thought you were a kid that went overseas to look for something. For such a long time."

"Why don't you try it?" I replied back, this old guy just had nothing better to say.

"Hey, don't you see how much I did while you were gone?" Old Wang pointed to the surroundings and ordered, "Hurry, take off your clothes and enter."

"Huh?"

I don't know why, but Old Wang turned around and glared at me. I had no choice but to obey. He then asked me if I had taken off my clothes, and Old Wang scolded me for being so brainless.

"Listen well. From now on, close your eyes and meditate. It's best to not have any distracting thoughts." Outside, Old Wang pulled a tarpaulin over me as he instructed.

He heard the dogs outside screaming again, but they finally stopped. Old Wang poured some of the liquid into the wooden bucket. Suddenly, the smell of blood assaulted his nostrils, along with a coquettish stench.

There was a lot of activity outside, but I had no idea what it was all about. When I entered the barrel, I had already removed the bandage that had been used to bandage the wound. I could feel the heat rising and I was already sweating profusely. The wound was burning painfully, but I didn't dare to grab it with my hands.

He could feel all the blood vessels in his body expanding. The wound was moving inwards, but the insides were continuously moving outwards. The two of them collided, causing me to continuously grit my teeth in pain. I clenched my fists, not daring to open my eyes.

After an unknown period of time, the surroundings suddenly became ice-cold. It was extremely comfortable and it swept away all the heat.

Not only that, for a moment, the water in the wooden barrel started to swirl around me like waves, splashing on my body.

"Old Wang, what's going on …"

"Shut up, don't talk."

The fluid even splattered onto my head. The originally comfortable temperature reacted once again, an indescribable pressure. I couldn't stand it any longer, so I called Old Wang and immediately heard him retorting.

I didn't dare to stay in a stalemate. The liquid surrounding my body became more and more intense. "Hong!" The liquid fiercely flew up and "peng!" Something landed on my body. It was glass, and it stung a little.

On the other hand, the wooden barrel calmed down. When the liquid outside rotated rapidly, the blood vessels in my body expanded even more. At the same time, I slowly opened my eyes and started to pant. From the hole in the tarpaulin, I saw that Old Wang was covering it with a glass bottle. When the bottle was filled with mist, I quickly took it down and put it away.

He then took off the tarpaulin and said, "He won't die. Come out."

After sitting cross-legged for such a long time, his legs had already turned numb. When he came out, he realized that the room was a mess. The bucket was filled with blood.

Not only was I shocked, I also felt my stomach churning, as my entire body was covered with it.

He didn't have time to talk to Old Wang and quickly ran into the bathroom to wash up. After cleaning himself up, he put on his clothes again and went out into the living room.

"Done?" I asked, frowning.

Old Wang sat paralyzed on the sofa as he smoked, nodding without making a sound. I can't stand it any longer, so I hurried to clean up.

When he got the glass bottle from the sofa, Old Wang sat up abruptly and shouted, "Wait a moment, don't throw this away."

I was stunned. Looking at it now, the bottle is still the same as before. It's still foggy inside. Strange to say, it had already been a while, why was it still the same?

"What is this?" I asked in astonishment.

"You do what you have to do first, and then I'll tell you." Old Wang was clearly very tired, and he didn't even have the confidence to speak.

Anyway, the living room is full of the smell of blood, and I can't stand it myself.

After tidying up for a long time, I finally found the corpse of the little dog that I bought at the entrance. My heart couldn't help but tighten.

Throwing away the trash, he ran back into the living room panting and asked Old Wang, "What's going on?" You killed a puppy? "

"Brat, at least you have known me for a while. Are you really dumb or are you just pretending to be? "If I don't kill it, how will I save you …" Old Wang drank a cup of water and then explained.

It turned out that what had been poured into the wooden barrel was the black dog's blood and the boy's urine. Old Wang had used the Five Flames True Fire outside to heat it up. That's why I feel the heat and the swelling in my veins.

When he felt comfortable again, it was Old Wang who threw the corpse flower into the wooden bucket. However, I can't directly open the glass bottle and pour it in. Otherwise, it would collide with the evil aura in my body.

He had to wait until the corpse flower got used to it, and then as the black dog blood and the child's urine continued to heat up, it would burst apart. That's right, it was indeed glass fragments that fell onto me. The Corpse Flower fierce words merged into my body and absorbed the Evil Qi.

But the tarpaulin was covered, and it could not spread to all sides, so Old Wang absorbed it with a glass bottle.

"You brat, you just took a hot bath and I was extremely tired. "Therefore, we can't just throw it away like that. Otherwise, we'll just harm ourselves and I'll deal with it later." Old Wang finally said.