Zhu Tian: Starting from the corpse keeper of the funeral parlor
8 He wants crow blood, I give him rooster blood

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Fifteen minutes later, he came out of the accountant's office with a few more Yuan Datou in his hands.

As he walked, he was secretly anxious.

He had originally planned to leave and watch from the side, quietly waiting for things to develop, but he did not expect to be pulled in.

It gave him the opportunity to intervene.

This was good too.

He could only act according to the situation.

Zuo Xiaohan first went to the market to order half a bucket of crow blood.

This thing was also a rare item. If one did not make a reservation in advance, they would not be able to buy it.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he searched the market for half a day and found some key items, such as glutinous rice and black dog blood.

The legendary black donkey hoof was nowhere to be found.

These things could restrain zombies.

It was just that he had limited capital at the moment, so he could only take it one step at a time.

"Boss, do you slaughter livestock here every day?”

"Of course. This is the largest slaughterhouse in Reliance Town. I supply half of the town's meat. Little Brother Zuo, is the Zhou residence still lacking meat?”

Zuo Xiaohan was now a servant of the Zhou family, the richest man in Reliance Town. Half of the people in the market knew him.

A few days ago, the young master of the Zhou family accidentally fell down from the upper floor when he was visiting a brothel. It was not even the seventh day yet, and the Zhou family was preparing for a wedding.

The boss of the slaughterhouse chatted with Zuo Xiaohan affectionately, wanting to take the opportunity to get more business.

Zuo Xiaohan had an idea. Although the identity of a servant of the Zhou Residence was not eye-catching in the residence, it was an opportunity that could be used outside.

"Boss, I still need some black dog blood. It has to be black dog blood for exorcism. You can help me keep an eye out for it.”

"Well said, well said. Since the Zhou residence wants it, there's no need to pay the deposit. I guarantee that it will be prepared for you.”

Zuo Xiaohan chatted with the boss of the slaughterhouse for a while, and only when it was late at night did he get half a bucket of crow blood.

"The smell is so strong!"

He stared at the half-filled bucket of crow blood at his feet, his eyes turning as a thought formed in his mind.

The Daoist priest wanted the crow's blood to resurrect the zombie. Could he do something to the crow's blood to weaken the strength of the resurrected zombie?

"Boss, do you have any fresh chicken blood?”

Before nightfall, Zuo Xiaohan returned to the Zhou Residence with a bucket full of processed crow blood.

After reporting to the accountant, he was told to send it directly to the bamboo forest in the backyard.

During the time he was away, the black-robed Daoist had also found a suitable burial ground with the full cooperation of the Zhou Residence.

"Immortal Master, this bamboo forest is the private property of my Zhou Residence. It's usually very quiet, and no one will disturb Taoist priest's casting.”

The black-robed Daoist stepped on the black soil under his feet and looked at a thatched hut at the edge of the bamboo forest. He nodded and said,"Not bad, not bad. I discussed with your master about the magic tool materials.”

"I need at least half a bucket of fresh crow blood every day.”

"Also…get someone to bring your young master's body and coffin over after dark. After that, leave two able-bodied men here to listen to me. The others are not allowed to disturb me if they have nothing to do.”

In front of the bamboo forest outside the Zhou Mansion's back door, the butler was following the black-robed Daoist with a bow and a bow. He happened to see Zuo Xiaohan, who had brought the crow's blood over.

"The amount is enough, but the taste is a little…"

The black-robed Daoist picked up a tree branch from the ground, squatted beside the wooden bucket, and stirred it. He wrinkled his nose again.

The fishy smell of crow blood was very pungent. Even if Zuo Xiaohan secretly added half of the chicken blood into it, it was impossible to determine whether it was authentic from the color and smell.

This thing was a key item in the resurrection process. Once it started, it could not be interrupted.

The butler saw the black-robed Taoist squatting on the ground and hesitated. He quickly reprimanded him,"Zuo Xiaohan, you can't even handle such a small matter. What are you doing?”

Zuo Xiaohan complained," Housekeeper, I waited at the market for half a day before I managed to get this Crow Blood back. I also made an agreement with the people over there to let them continue to provide us with Crow Blood. I even paid a deposit."”

The black-robed Daoist glanced at Zuo Xiaohan, weighed the weight of the wooden bucket, and nodded slowly.

This person was young, strong, and very smart. He even knew to pay a deposit in advance. It seemed that he was also a discerning person. He could just borrow it.

After the butler left, the thatched cottage by the bamboo forest regained its peace.

The black-robed Daoist's gaze fell on Zuo Xiaohan." Your name is Zuo Xiaohan, and you're from the Zuo Village below the town. Three years ago, there was a drought in the village, and your parents signed a contract with the Zhou Mansion to sell you to them for two buckets of rice, right?”

Zuo Xiaohan was slightly stunned. He did not know why the other party had inquired so clearly about his background. He immediately replied expressionlessly,"Immortal Master is right."

"Did you hear your clan head's orders clearly?”

"Listen carefully, let me listen to you by your side.”

" Alright, I'm lacking a boy by my side. If you perform well, you might be able to become my disciple. After this matter is over, I'll ask Boss Zhou for you. You have to perform well in the next few days.”

Zuo Xiaohan pretended to be extremely grateful and bowed his head repeatedly to thank him." I will listen to your instructions, Immortal Master."”

"Alright, alright!"

The black-robed Daoist glanced at Zuo Xiaohan again, his gaze quietly sliding over his young and powerful body. A trace of greed flashed silently in his eyes.

He turned around and entered the thatched cottage.

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