In the blink of an eye, the staff transformed into a long bone spear.

Bai Sheng aimed at the fleeing mass of black mist.

With a burst of strength in his arm, the spear flew out of his hand and was thrown.

puff!

The bone spear pierced precisely through the chest of Rottweiler's remnant soul.

The dog's soul twitched twice.

The entire cloud of black mist began to disintegrate from the point where the spear tip pierced through.

Disappear.

The Soul-Capturing Technique activated automatically, drawing the remaining corpse energy into the snake bones.

Bai Sheng sensed it.

The amount of vital energy in this corpse is pitifully small.

It was much thinner than the sample extracted from the body of the gambling addict at the funeral home.

"It really didn't work..."

Bai Sheng wasn't entirely surprised.

Even the worst dog is still just a dog.

Its ferocity stems from instinct combined with its owner's indulgence.

Compared to the wicked thoughts of the most heinous humans,

It's not worth mentioning at all!

Bai Sheng sheathed his spear.

With a change of heart,

The gun reassembled into the shape of a necklace.

Hang it back around your neck.

The cave of white bones before them vanished as if a mirror had shattered.

……

The next half week,

Bai Sheng didn't go anywhere.

Aside from going downstairs to pick up takeout and throwing away trash in the bins at the entrance of the building,

He barely even left the building.

Every day consists of taking medicine, eating, and sleeping.

Go online for a while and play with the cat.

He plans to lie in bed for a while.

Let the body digest slowly.

The deficit left by that crazy breakthrough.

I drank Peiyuan San for a few days,

My body's response is indeed gradually improving.

By the third day, the coldness in my hands and feet had completely subsided.

On the fifth day, I woke up in the morning.

Bai Sheng stretched his shoulder blades in front of the mirror.

The spine springs open segment by segment from top to bottom.

It made a clicking sound.

My body has finally returned to normal!

"I almost forgot about this..."

Bai Sheng lifted the cardboard box in the bathroom.

Take out the small figure made of locust wood.

After seven days of warming and nourishing.

The bloodstains on the wooden figure's surface had completely seeped into the depths of the locust wood.

Between the wood fibers, very faint dark red veins emerge.

Only at this point did the small wooden figure become a true apotropaic implement!

Only one last step remains: linking the target.

Bai Sheng sat cross-legged on the sofa and placed the little figure on the coffee table.

I stared at it for a moment.

The question is: whom should we link to?

This thing requires something from the target.

Hair is best, nails are also fine.

At the very least, it has to be clothes that have been worn but not washed.

He had no personal belongings on him.

You can't exactly go and rummage through someone else's trash can.

Even if we do manage to find it, we shouldn't let people suffer undeserved misfortune.

Just as I was thinking,

Bai Sheng's gaze inadvertently swept over,

The floor next to the coffee table.

There were several tufts of orange cat fur there.

Clearly, the culprit is in the corner of the sofa.

That purring orange ball of fluff,

Bai Sheng picked up a small handful of them without any expression.

He rubbed it between his thumb and forefinger.

Then, following the incantation of the curse,

They carefully wrapped the cat hair around the little figure's torso.

It was wrapped around three times and tied tightly...

Silently recite the incantation once.

The faint trace of blood on the little figure flickered slightly.

A faint connection of energy was established between the little man and the chubby orange cat on the sofa.

Bai Sheng pulled a roll of transparent tape from the coffee table drawer.

Tear off a small piece,

It was placed on the little figure's mouth.

A very faint gasp came from the sofa.

Fat Orange's eyes suddenly opened, its pupils contracting rapidly.

He opened his mouth,

But it couldn't make a sound.

It opened its enormous mouth and exhaled violently.

But it felt like something was blocking my throat.

"!"

Fat Orange jumped up from the sofa.

The mouth opens and closes.

The whole process looked like a television screen that had been muted.

It started running all over the living room.

He jumped from the sofa to the TV cabinet.

It then darted from the TV cabinet to the windowsill.

"Damn it, don't wander around like that, I cleaned the house yesterday."

Bai Sheng then tore two more pieces off the tape.

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