Reborn as a dog, and was bled by Wencai at the beginning

Chapter 205 The Immortal in the Painting, the Imaginary Great Ming Dynasty 】

Wang Xiaohei immediately stretched out his sharp claws and cut a long wound on his other claw.

Just when Wang Xiaohei was about to try to use the healing technique, he saw that the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just when Wang Xiaohei was stunned, the wound had already healed.

"Does this mean that my body's resilience is already so strong?"

His body recovered too quickly, and he couldn't have a good display platform for his healing skills.

In this way, we can only find a chance to try it later.

Wang Xiaohei released his consciousness and looked inside his body.

Now, because he was promoted to the Demon King, he already possessed the Demon Pill.

All the spiritual power in his body is gathered in the demon core at this moment.

The demon pill is not only used to store spiritual power, it can not only speed up the recovery of one's own injuries, but also sacrifice to the enemy, which is extremely powerful.

It's just that few demon kings would use their inner alchemy to fight against the enemy.

Unless it is the time of life and death.

Around Wang Xiaohei's demon core, there are four small saplings and a seed, they are spinning around the demon core.

Every time it rotates around, it can absorb a ray of spiritual energy from the demon core, and then spit out a ray of spiritual energy to feed back to the demon core.

Now, wood attribute seeds, water attribute seeds, fire attribute seeds, and earth attribute seeds have all successfully germinated, and small saplings have grown.

Now, there is only the last metal seed that can increase his attack power.

Wang Xiaohei stood up, left the cave, and then used the earth escape technique to return to the ground.

Now, it's time to see what the world is like.

Back on the ground, Wang Xiaohei looked up at the sky, only to find that the sky was covered by big trees that covered the sky and the sun.

In the woods, it was pitch black, and it could be said that you couldn't see your fingers.

Wang Xiaohei's nose sniffed, the stench, the smell of blood, evil, ghost, yin, and corpse were mixed and filled his nasal cavity.

"It seems that this world is not peaceful."

Wang Xiaohei murmured, and climbed up the big tree directly. In the blink of an eye, Wang Xiaohei stood on the top of the tree.

He raised his eyes and saw that the forest was very large, but there was a high mountain far away.

When he looked up into the sky, his brows slightly raised.

It's normal for a full moon to hang high in the sky, but, unfortunately, this full moon is blood-colored.

"No, no." Wang Xiaohei immediately noticed something was wrong.

It's not that the full moon is blood-colored, but that there is a thin layer of mist.

This mist seemed to be a blood mist, covering the entire forest. Looking up like this, one thought the moon was blood red.

At the same time, he also discovered that the blood mist escaped from the high mountain.

The closer to the high mountain, the thicker the fog seems to be. Here, it is already extremely thin. It is obvious that this is already the edge of the forest.

Wang Xiaohei didn't go to the mountain side desperately.

Just kidding, this is a new world, and the ghost knows how strong the strong people here are.

If the demon emperors were walking all over the place, and there were as many demon kings as dogs, wouldn't Wang Xiaohei go to deliver food?
Therefore, Wang Xiaohei resolutely left in the opposite direction.

He was not stupid enough to fly directly in the air when he first arrived in the new world, he just relied on his feet.

……

Wang Xiaohei walked quickly for a long time, and he had already left the forest.

Afterwards, it came to another continuous mountain range.

This place does not have the eerie horror of the previous high mountain, but it is quite normal here.

Wang Xiaohei also smelled popularity, although it was faint, but it was indeed popularity.

He stood on a high place and looked ahead, but saw a faint fire in the distance.

There is fire, which naturally means that there are people living there.

Wang Xiaohei immediately walked towards the fire.

Just when Wang Xiaohei arrived at the foot of the green hill, he saw lightning and thunder in the sky, and dark clouds were densely covered.

After a while, there was a strong wind and showers.

At the foot of the green hill, there is a thatched cottage built with a small lake.

"The Master said: When I am ten, I am determined to learn; at thirty, I am established; at forty, I am not confused; at fifty, I know the destiny;

Inside the thatched cottage, there was the sound of reading.

"Huh? The people in the room are reading the Analects? That is to say, this world is ancient China?" Wang Xiaohei's heart moved slightly.

"It seems that we can only go in and ask."

Wang Xiaohei immediately went forward, stretched out his claws, and knocked on the dilapidated wooden door.

"Boom boom boom!"

"It's raining heavily outside, I wonder if I can go inside to hide from the rain?" Wang Xiaohei said very politely.

The sound of reading inside stopped abruptly, and there was the sound of something being knocked over.

Immediately afterwards, the lights in the house went out.

Apparently, the lights had been knocked over.

After a while, the lights in the house were rekindled.

Afterwards, the door was opened, and what came into view was a thin but fair scholar.

"Huh? Why is there no one?" The scholar looked left and right, but did not find anyone outside.

"Is anyone there? Isn't it for shelter from the rain? Where are people?" The scholar summoned up his courage and shouted outside.

However, the wind and rain are also heavy now, and the voice of shouting cannot be heard very far.

"Ah! Wolves, are there wolves?"

The scholar just turned around to go back, but found Wang Xiaohei at the door.

Almost instantly, he exploded, screamed and ran into the house, then took out a short stick, and stared at Wang Xiaohei at the door.

Wang Xiaohei also walked in slowly, and closed the tattered door by the way.

As soon as he entered the house, Wang Xiaohei took a look at the environment.

I have to say that this thatched cottage is really dilapidated.

The four walls of the house are considered good. This house is leaking rain and wind everywhere.

However, there is still one place where the rain does not leak, and that is the bookshelf and desk.

On the bookshelf, a quilt was also covered, apparently also to prevent raindrops.

Obviously, this is a scholar who loves books very much.

The weather is not very hot now, and with rain and wind, it can be said to be very cold.

The scholar was shivering from the cold, but he didn't wrap the quilt up to keep warm, instead he covered it on the bookshelf.

"Huh, it doesn't seem to be a wolf, but a big wolf dog." The scholar observed Wang Xiaohei carefully, and finally recognized that it was not a wolf, but a big wolf dog.

"Big wolf dog, you are also starving and freezing outside."

"I can shelter you from the rain here, but I don't have anything to eat for you. I've been hungry for days."

The scholar stood up, although he was still afraid of Wang Xiaohei, but he was not as afraid as before.

The scholar came to the desk, looking at it, it seemed that he was going to continue studying.

This guy is so skinny, he probably hasn't eaten for a day or two.

The family is destitute and has no money to buy food, so they can only rely on reading to relieve hunger.

Wang Xiaohei looked at the scholar, and slowly said: "My next Heihuang, I don't know the name of this scholar?"

Hearing this, the scholar froze, turned his head slowly, and trembled all over.

"Ah! Monster, monster..."

"Don't eat me, don't eat me, you see I'm so thin, I don't have much meat on my body."

The scholar screamed immediately, and retreated in a panic, but he tripped over the corner of the table and rolled into a ball.

Leaning against the corner of the wall, pointing at Wang Xiaohei with a short stick in his hand, his face was extremely frightened.

"I'm not a demon, but a spirit beast. There is an essential difference between the two. Also, I don't eat people." Wang Xiaohei said.

"Really? You don't eat people?" The scholar seemed to be less frightened when he heard Wang Xiaohei's words.

"Why should I lie to you? Also, you haven't answered my question yet." Wang Xiaohei said.

"That Xiaosheng, Cui Hongjian, has met Hei. Hei Huang Dawang."

Cui Hongjian has also heard many ghost stories, so he directly added the honorific title of "king" to the end.

"Cui Hongjian's face is also somewhat familiar, let me think about it." Wang Xiaohei pondered in his heart.

Soon, Wang Xiaohei remembered who Cui Hongjian was.

Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio·The Immortal in Painting, the hero in the story.

With Cui Hongjian's somewhat familiar face, Wang Xiaohei was sure that this was the plot of the movie.

It's not a TV show, or a version of a novel.

Then, this world is also very clear, this is the world of Liaozhai.

He recalled the plot of "The Immortal in the Painting".

【Yan Shi is an orphan Yan Chixia found in a wooden basin by the river, named Shi'er and raised him.Delay followed the old Taoist priests to catch ghosts and demons since he was a child, and had little contact with the world, so he had only one friend, Cui Hongjian.

The ghost king Nine-Tailed Fox has always done a lot of evil, often taking away innocent girls and taking them into the underworld.Mo Chou is a young girl taken away by the King of Ghosts. She was robbed on the way to get married and became a lonely wild ghost under the control of the King of Ghosts.

Cui Shusheng meets Mo Chou who can be attached to the painting by chance, and he never forgets his graceful and lovely figure, but the King of Ghosts still refuses to let Mo Chou go.Cui Shusheng was determined to rescue Mo Chou, but was caught by the ghost king. Yan Shi wanted to rescue her friend, but Yan Chixia was unreasonable and unwilling to help.Yan Shi decided to save Cui Shusheng alone...]

In the later stage, there will be the Nine-tailed Demon King and Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia, that is the existence that owns the Xuanyuan Sword and has inherited the Xuanyuan Sword Art.

However, Wang Xiaohei still doesn't know what the practice system here is like, so it should be not much different.

And if Yan Chixia exists, then the plot of A Chinese Ghost Story will definitely exist.

It’s just that the movie version is used here, and I don’t know if there are other stories of Liaozhai.

"Do you know what year it is now?" Wang Xiaohei asked Cui Hongjian.

"Year name? It's the 37th year of Yongyi." Cui Hongjian replied.

"Huh? Yongyi? Who is the emperor? What dynasty?" Wang Xiaohei heard that he had never heard of the reign name of Yongyi.

Cui Hongjian was a little puzzled, but he still said obediently: "This is the Ming Dynasty, and the current emperor is Emperor Fengzong Yongyi."

"Ming Dynasty? Emperor Fengzong Yongyi?"

Wang Xiaohei can be sure that Emperor Fengzong Yongyi does not exist in his memory at all.

"How old is Ming Dynasty now?" Wang Xiaohei asked again.

"Eh, it has been 480 years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty by Emperor Hongwu Taizu." Cui Hongjian said.

"480 years." Wang Xiaohei pondered secretly in his heart.

The Great Ming Dynasty in 480.

You know, the Ming Dynasty in the world where Wang Xiaohei lived in his previous life was only 276 years old.

If Nanming's 18 years are included, the total is only 294 years.

That is to say, the development track of this Ming Dynasty is completely different from the world where he lived in his previous life, but the founding emperor is the same, he is Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang.

"What was the last dynasty of Ming Dynasty?" Wang Xiaohei asked again.

"The last dynasty was the Yuan Dynasty." Cui Hongjian replied.

"What about before the Yuan Dynasty?"

"Before the Yuan Dynasty was the Song Dynasty."

"What about before the Song Dynasty?"

"Before the Song Dynasty, there were five dynasties and ten kingdoms."

"And before that?"

"Before that, it was the Tang Dynasty." Cui Hongjian was a little dry.

"Cuckoo~~~!"

Suddenly, there was a cooing sound in Cui Hongjian's stomach.

Cui Hongjian's face turned red immediately, he hugged his stomach, and said awkwardly: "Well, my lord, I haven't eaten for two days, so..."

"Do you have any historical records of imperial court materials here?" Wang Xiaohei asked.

"Yes, Shiji records the materials of previous dynasties." Cui Hongjian said, and came to the bookshelf, and took out a Shiji.

Wang Xiaohei stretched out his hand and saw Shi Ji flying out of Cui Hongjian's hand, and landed in front of Wang Xiaohei.

Then, Wang Xiaohei waved his hand again and took out a dozen sea fish.

"Can you cook? Cook these fish." Wang Xiaohei said.

"There are so many fish." Cui Hongjian exclaimed when he saw this.

He was not only shocked by so many fish, but also shocked that Wang Xiaohei could conjure so many fish out of thin air.

Wang Xiaohei suddenly came up to him and patted Cui Hongjian on the forehead.

Immediately, a white light entered Cui Hongjian's mind.

At the same time, Wang Xiaohei also had two messages in his mind.

[The interaction is completed, and the luck value increases by %]

[Complete the achievement, complete the first interaction with the important plot characters of "The Immortal in the Painting", and get the second step of the bite force to strengthen once]

Cui Hongjian was taken aback by Wang Xiaohei's sudden attack, and he retreated again and again.

However, soon, he found some information appeared in his mind.

"These are all kinds of cooking seasonings and condiments, side dishes and the like, you should know them all, right?" Wang Xiaohei took out a lot of seasonings.

"Ah? You gave me all the information in my mind?" Cui Hongjian was surprised when he realized it all at once.

Wang Xiaohei ignored this guy, took the book, came to the bookshelf, lay down on the ground, and flipped through the historical records.

Most of the floor of the whole house is a bit wet, which means it is the driest here.

Cui Hongjian's stomach kept growling. Enduring his hunger, he came to the stove and started to light the fire.

These dozen or so big fish were all processed, the kind that could be directly fried as soon as the fire started.

However, the stove was also wet, and the firewood behind it also became a little damp due to the rain.

He lit with a match for a long time, but he didn't start the fire. Instead, he was choked by the smoke.

"Well, my lord, I'm ashamed, I can't even light the stove, this fish." Cui Hongjian blushed like a monkey's butt.

　Today is just one update, it can be regarded as a vacation.You should all know that the author is a part-time job and can only code after work. Some time ago, high-intensity coding made my whole body sore, especially the neck and waist. It was too uncomfortable. This month, I may not be able to high-intensity coding. I am afraid that if this continues, my health will collapse. This month, I will update at least words every day, and update , , or words from time to time.

　　
　
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