Perhaps because it has been uninhabited for a long time, there is always a faint decay in this empty house. It was because the aroma of wine at the door was strong and it was hidden. Until now, the black flower pushed open the door and the aroma of wine quickly dissipated, it was finally exposed.

It was getting late, and in order to seize the time, Hei Xiaohua's hands also increased, making a large room full of dust.

Although he finally cleaned up, he was choked and could only push the window with his mouth and nose.

The afterglow of the sunset broke in without hesitation, illuminating every dust, coherent like a galaxy...

When the dust fell, Hei Xiaohua, who came to her senses, felt a slight coolness. Just as he closed the window and was about to continue cleaning up, he kicked something soft under his feet and tumbling down under the bed.

Hei Xiaohua was curious and prepared to lie down and find out. But as soon as he bent down, he heard a crack on his waist, and he also said oh, and he thought to himself.

In order to practice boxing, I specially tied my pants tightly, and then I was affected by various influences to forget about this matter. Now that I bent down, the slender rope could no longer hold on and completely broke.

Hei Xiaohua really didn't want to leave the situation in front of her, but in order to avoid embarrassment, he could only hold his waistband with his pants. He couldn't take off his hands, and for a moment he was anxious to keep the room around.

The original rope could not be used anymore, so Hei Xiaohua wanted to see if there were any alternative items in this black room.

Although the room in Heihou is not small, there are actually not many things. Apart from daily necessities, there are some paper and pens, these things are torn and broken and thrown all over the floor. They were swept aside when they were just sorting them out.

Hei Xiaohua was still having a headache, but when she looked at the pile of debris, her eyes lit up. She reached out to take out something from it and shook it, then nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, the one holding in Hei Xiaohua's hand was a hemp rope as thick as a finger. He didn't care when he cleaned up the fragments of the wine jar just now, so he threw it aside. Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, the rope of the wine jar became his own belt.

Hei Xiaohua wrapped it around her waist and found that the rope was much stronger than the previous rope. Then she continued to bend down and stretched her arms to lean down toward the bed.

Although he had short arms and legs, fortunately, the thing was not kicked far away by himself. He casually reached out and grabbed it in his hand, then shrank his arms and stood up.

"Huh? What is this?" Before Hei Xiaohua looked at the things in her hand, she saw an extremely wrinkled piece of paper slowly falling on the ground. It seemed that she was taking it out of the bed.

"What is written on it... Jiuli?" Hei Xiaohua pointed at the word "dye" on the paper with his fingers. Although he didn't recognize many words, his attitude was extremely serious: "This black Jiuli can make the item color for a long time and not fade... It does not contain any harmful ingredients... It is safe and has no side effects... It can be used for Jiuli, Jiuli... It makes people younger... Oh! Isn't this word dyed, right?"

Hei Xiaohua read intermittently, and after reading it, she suddenly realized the original name of this thing. She couldn't help but mutter to herself: "Why did Brother Hei Xiao use this kind of thing? Could it be that he... is he too old?"

However, he just thought about this kind of thing, curled the paper into a ball and threw it aside, and looked at the thing clamped under his arm.

The thing in front of me was a palm-sized sachet with a big black bird embroidered on it. Although the black bird was pitch black all over, the only left wing was golden.

"This should be the thing of Brother Heiwu? Forget it... I'll help save it... I just don't know how Brother Heiwu is now?" Although Hei Xiaohua was strange, she couldn't figure it out, so she could only put it up.

After sweeping away the debris on the ground, Hei Xiaohua looked back at the empty room, then packed up her tools and turned around and left.

…

Although the uncle did not explain the time yesterday, Hei Xiaohua had nothing to do and rushed over early in the morning.

But as soon as he entered the yard, the thing in his hand was shocked to the ground. He saw that the original position of the wooden stake was replaced with an iron stake, and it was several times thicker than the previous stake.

"This...what is the situation?" Hei Xiaohua looked surprised.

"Hmm? It's quite early..." The man looked listless, as if he hadn't woken up.

"Uncle...what is going on?" Hei Xiaohua asked hurriedly.

"Although I can no longer use the 'Ten Dragons to go to the sea', I can't let this technique be buried in vain... I heard that you promised others yesterday, but I was struggling to have no support. I wonder if you can look down on me, a disabled trick?" The man smiled faintly.

Although this man said it easily, it was like a thunder in Hei Xiaohua's ears! His body trembled and he said excitedly: "Uncle... are you going to teach me... these 'Ten Dragons Going to the Sea'?"

"What do you think?" The man narrowed his eyes.

"Then how can I... be able to worship you as my teacher?" Although Hei Xiaohua had never been exposed to such things, she also knew that the matter of becoming a disciple was extraordinary, and she was extremely rigorous and asked cautiously.

"This kind of exercise should be a blood inheritance... If you become a disciple, you will be spared! But if you want to... call me an adopted father." The man's tone was still relaxed, but a kind of enthusiasm came from his eyes... If his child had not died young, he would be about the same age as this black little flower.

"Entertainment Father!" Hei Xiaohua had no relatives. When she saw this person, she was very grateful and knelt down without hesitation.

"Haha! OK! My son get up quickly!" When the man heard the word "Encyclopedia" said the man, his muscles were tense, but his expression relaxed. He quickly asked Hei Xiaohua to stand up, as if he had met him for the first time, and looked at him carefully.

But it seemed that he was not satisfied with his eyes. He raised his arm and knocked on Hei Xiaohua's body up and down, but the latter was honestly not afraid to move.

"My son, are you ready for what my father told you yesterday?" The man calmed down and looked around for a week, but he didn't see what he wanted.

"Wait for a moment, it's right outside the door!" Hei Xiaohua turned around and turned back when she heard this, and then she heard the sound of rubbing rubbing sounds. Hei Xiaohua rolled over with a wooden barrel that was not much smaller than the door.

"Entertainment Father, is this wooden barrel big enough?" Hei Xiaohua wiped her sweat and panted. This wooden barrel was a big barrel for bathing in their yard, and it took him a lot of effort to remove it from the shelf.

"Oh..." The man felt a headache, angry and funny, "Silly boy, do you use it to get me a bucket of water?"

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"Entertainment Father, the water has been prepared..."

Although big buckets are difficult to find, there are some ordinary small buckets. After a while, Hei Xiaohua took a wooden bucket and placed it in front of the man.

"Well, go to my house and get the things on the table."

"Entertainment Father, what you want is this pile of dead grass?" Hei Xiaohua's voice came from the room.

"Nonsense! Otherwise, there is something else on the table?"

"And your shoes..."

"Uh... take it together..." The man looked down and realized that he had been standing barefoot all the time. No wonder he always felt a little cold.

The man put on his shoes and poured the dead grass into the wooden barrel. Then he took out a grayish-white bottle from his arms and put it on his mouth to bite off the bottle plug, throwing the bottle into the wooden barrel.

I saw a bubble suddenly appearing in the calm water surface, and then the bottle floating on the water surface slowly melted into the water.

"It's almost time... take off your clothes and soak your arms in..." The man picked up a wooden stick and stirred the wooden barrel, then said to Hei Xiaohua.

"Oh..." Hei Xiaohua watched the gray-white bottle disappear, as magical as if she was magical. She also put her arms into the wooden barrel with a puzzled look on her face.

"Hiss!" Just as he put his hands into the wooden barrel, he felt like the back of his palms was stabbed by needles, and he was about to withdraw his hands with a chubby sound.

"Trust!" The man's voice sternly, he directly pressed Hei Xiaohua's back, and pressed him on the wooden barrel.

"My adoptive father...my hands hurt so much..." Hei Xiaohua was young after all, and she was already full of tears at this time.

"For your father, I know..." The man sighed helplessly, "But this is also for your own good. If you really want to fulfill your promise, you must survive this..."

"I...I feel so painful..." Hei Xiaohua already cried in her voice, but she was forced to endure the severe pain, and finally she fainted from her eyes.

…

"Gululu..." After a while, Hei Xiaohua felt a surge in her belly, her mouth was extremely spicy, and she was choked with tears. He wanted to hold her up and get up, but in the end he was empty and fell to the ground.

"Cough cough cough... Where is my arm? Adopted father! Why can't I feel my arm? Is my arm gone?" Hei Xiaohua woke up after being thrown like this. She felt that her face was pale and she screamed in dismay.

After this scream, there was a crackling sound from outside, and a figure rushed in with a nervous expression.

"Fortunately, no major incident happened... I woke up in less than an hour..." Seeing that Hei Xiaohua was not surprised, the man said to himself, and then scolded him loudly: "What are you yelling around? It seems like I'm doing something wrong with you? Your arms are good... stand up quickly..."

"Oh... my arm is really still there? Adopted Father, what happened to me just now? And... what happened to that bucket of water?" Hei Xiaohua was obedient and had a lot of effort to stand up. However, although both arms could barely be lifted, they could only move slightly.

While Hei Xiaohua looked down at her arms, the man quietly rubbed back a few steps and kicked the pepper that was falling behind her into the stove next to her, and then sat at the table with an awkward expression.

"Ahem...you'll know sooner or later, so I'll explain to you when you're recovering..."
Chapter completed!