Worn by a 21st century monastic enthusiast.
Good news: I wore it at Uncle Jiu's Yizhuang, and my thighs are thick enough.
Bad news: dressed as a recently weaned black dog.
Worse news: I bumped into an old ghost in a mass grave that night.
The hag bared her teeth and smiled at me: "Little guy, are you hungry? Grandma has some sweets here."
I was so frightened that my hair stood on end, and when I opened my mouth, I screamed——
As a result, the hag turned into smoke after I roared.
Before she died, she screamed in horror: "A black dog that became a sperm?!"
The cry alarmed Uncle Jiu. He broke in through the door with his mahogany sword, looked at the dissipating resentment, and then looked down at me.
I squatted on the ground and wrote two words with trembling paws:
"One of our own."
Uncle Jiu was silent for a long time and put his sword into its sheath: "From today on, you are the guardian spirit beast of our Yizhuang."
Since then, the zombies and ghosts in Jiuquan Town have been unlucky.
The black dog's blood destroys evil, but what about the black dog that becomes a spirit?
——That is a walking magic weapon to defeat evil!
