Even if President Lang wanted to find a basin of black dog blood and pour it on the pretty boy to exorcise the evil spirit, he was still rational and knew that if he did so, he would be chased and hacked for three minutes. So President Lang decided to wait and see what tricks this pretty boy was up to.
As a result, he watched for more than half an hour. If he didn't know that the pretty boy's family only had one person and a dog, and that they would never need so many chickens if they didn't run a chicken farm, Lang Yixing almost doubted whether Pi Qinghua was really here to buy chickens.
During this half hour, Pi Qinghua was extremely serious and careful, turning each chicken over and over to examine it, and finally selected one hundred large roosters that looked very majestic, agile, and heroic.
"Hiss... One hundred roosters, are you going to exorcise the evil spirits yourself?" President Lang had heard that ghosts and other things are most afraid of the crowing of roosters, and it is said that the yang energy is particularly strong! Thinking of this, Lang Yixing felt that he had touched the truth. He laughed in his heart, it turned out that this pretty boy said he was not afraid, but he was actually afraid. He even bought a hundred roosters to take back to the house to protect it. But is this guy sick in the brain? Even if his family's small yard of 50 square meters raised a hundred roosters, it would be noisy enough. Isn't this a bit too much? "Tsk, it's better for me to live alone in his house."
He is much more of a house guardian than the big rooster. Back then, he was a hero who could scare children so much that they wouldn't cry just by saying his name.
However, soon President Langda heard a clear voice saying, "There are only these 100 chickens. I want to kill them and take their blood. Put the blood in a clean bucket for me, and then ask if there is anyone who can buy these freshly killed chickens at a low price. If you want to recycle them, I can also sell them to you at 80% off the normal price."
President Lang: "… " This guy must have had his brain damaged before. How can you kill a chicken to get its blood and then sell the meat? ! This is not normal no matter how you think about it. Just when Lang Yixing thought that the chicken farm would definitely reject Xiao Bai's request, the person in charge of the chicken farm actually agreed happily. "Did this person in charge get his head pecked by a rooster?"
In fact, for the person in charge of the chicken farm, no matter what the customer's requirements are, as long as they make money, it is feasible. Not to mention killing chickens to draw blood and then selling chicken, some weird customers even plucked the roosters clean in front of them.
The person in charge of the chicken farm said that this world is really big, so all kinds of things are possible, so we need to stay calm.
Finally, Pi Qinghua put the bucket of clean blood of 100 chickens on the electric tricycle with satisfaction. Then he thought about it and asked for five more big roosters and five hens, loading them alive. He was afraid that the blood would not be enough, so he prepared a little more. As for the hens, they could be kept for laying eggs and stewing soup.
Of course, he sold the chicken meat of the 100 big roosters to the chicken farm. Although he suffered a loss in price, it saved a lot of trouble. He spent 9,000 yuan on the chickens, because these chickens were all big roosters with good appearance, so they were more expensive, but he made another 5,000 yuan from the chicken meat he sold back, so in the end he spent 4,000 yuan to buy a bucket of fresh chicken blood... Well, it's still acceptable.
On the way back, Pi Dad was in a good mood. He was already thinking about what he could draw after the upgrade of the Ghost Painting Magic Pen. But President Lang, who was also following Pi Manshen home, was in a very tangled mood. This was really not normal. He spent 4,000 yuan to buy a bucket of chicken blood. Was this guy's brain filled with chicken blood? Was he going to pour chicken blood on the floor of his house
No matter how the Wolf King thought, he couldn't think of a suitable reason.
"Tsk, what an idiot, you spent the whole morning buying chickens."
If the wolf king's men were here, they would definitely complain about their boss, "How dare you call him stupid? You spent the whole morning peeking at him buying chickens!"
After returning home, Pi Qinghua couldn't wait to move the bucket of chicken blood to his living room. Then, after thinking it was not safe, he moved the bucket of chicken blood to the relatively spacious bathroom with a bathtub.
Before taking action, Pi Qinghua solemnly warned his little wolf and big black: "No matter what you see or hear later, don't open the bathroom door. You can only wait for me to come out. Do you understand?"
Lang Zhi knew his second father was going to do something dangerous again, and he looked a little reluctant, and was unwilling to answer. Dahei also raised his dog head and refused to look at Pi Qinghua.
"Oh, you've become so bold and powerful that you don't even listen to me?"
Xiao Langzi nodded reluctantly after hearing this.
"Tsk, and also, no matter who knocks on the door later, don't let them in, unless I come out and agree to let them in, understand?"
This time, Langzhi and Dahei both responded very quickly, "Don't worry, Second Dad! I won't let anyone in, especially that big bastard next door."
The big black bared its teeth to show that it would also defend the gate to the death.
Pi Qinghua smiled, and then pushed the chicken blood into the bathroom.
At the same time, the jerk next door who was secretly observing with a telescope also laughed, but this laugh was a bit creepy. You don't want to let me in, right? I'm going to go in later. Do you think you can be fine just by guarding the door? Let the wolf king teach you how to open a window in three seconds and climb in! Free teaching, you're welcome.
While Lang Zhi and Da Hei were guarding the door carefully and Lang Yixing was spying carefully, waiting for an opportunity to act, Pi Qinghua took a deep breath in the bathroom. Although he had already prepared himself mentally for the possibility of bad results, when it came time to do something, he would still feel a little nervous no matter how calm he was.
However, these anxieties would never make him give up his determination to upgrade. In addition to living well, Pi Qinghua's biggest goal now is revenge.
"call."
Letting out a light breath, Pi Qinghua silently summoned out the black and red magic pen.
He didn't even have to do anything himself afterwards, the ghost painting automatically hovered above the bucket of chicken blood as if it had a life. Pi Qinghua watched carefully, afraid of missing something.
Suddenly, the magic pen began to spin slowly in the air, and then spun faster and faster. When only a red afterimage was left, the bucket of chicken blood below it flowed from bottom to top into the center of the pen like water being sucked out!
Suddenly, the house was filled with evil and cold energy. Although Pi Qinghua could not see those auras, he could feel that kind of extremely evil dark emotion, which seemed to be stimulating the deepest hatred in his heart!
“Hmm!”
Pi Qinghua tightly covered his chest, and beads of sweat began to appear on his head. In the living room, Lang Zhi and Dahei were also frightened by the creepy red light that suddenly burst out from the bathroom. Dahei stood in front of his little master and growled softly. It sensed a very evil aura.
"What should we do, Dahei? I feel really uncomfortable. Will something happen to my second father? Should we open the door and take a look?" Langzhi pursed his lips and asked Dahei in a low voice.
Dahei responded by biting Langzhi's clothes and taking two steps back. He couldn't let his little master take risks, because this was what his master cared about most.
Lang Zhi was dragged back two steps, his face full of anxiety, "Dahei, we can't just wait and do nothing! However, even if we move, it won't work, because Second Dad must have locked the door from the inside."
Dahei whimpered twice and bit Xiaolangzi tightly.
At this moment, a deep voice sounded in Lang Zhi's ears: "You are talking to a beast, it is strange that it can understand you."
Lang Zhi's eyes suddenly widened: "Why are you here? Ah! How did you get in?!"
Lang Yixing snorted: "If I want to, I can get into a bank vault, let alone your shabby house!" As he said that, Lang Yixing strode towards the bathroom door. At this time, the red light outside the bathroom door had weakened a lot, but it was still clearly visible.
"Humph, I told you guys not to live in this house because it's haunted, but you didn't listen. Now you know how powerful it is! For the sake of our neighbors, I'll save you this time!"
Then the big feet, which had been itching for a long time, kicked the bathroom door shut without any hesitation.
bump!!
A burst of red light dissipated, and what appeared in President Lang's eyes was the male god Pi, with his clothes all wet and his body extremely seductive, sitting in the bathtub. There was an empty bucket on the ground, and half a piece of chicken blood.
“… Can you explain to me why you kicked my door again?!” Pi Qinghua spoke word by word, gritting his teeth.
Lang Yixing looked at the empty bucket with a strange expression, and answered the question irrelevantly for a long while: "Fuck, where did you put the bucket of chicken blood? Did you use it to exorcise evil spirits? Or... take a bath?"
Pi Qinghua felt like he wanted to kill this bully in front of him! "Go, die."