Chapter 193 Slaughterhouse
“No, don’t worry, this “city” is different from the Jig ruins... it’s a little weirder.”
Hu Ming chuckled and looked Looking at the puzzled Yang Xueli, Axiang and Chuyi, he said: "I will tell you what happened that night later. Let's go see this yak howling at midnight first."
"It's even weirder. Some?”
Hearing this, Fatty and Hu Bayi suddenly became Muggles!
A hundred ghosts walking at night, isn’t it weird enough? It’s even weirder here?
“Fuck”
Thinking of this, Fatty Hu Bayi and the two couldn’t help but feel extremely horrified, and subconsciously moved closer A bit Hu Ming.
Wry smile!
Hu Ming looked at these two people and had something in his heart that he wanted to say mmmp.
Moo~
At this moment, the second cow moo came again...
Pain, resentment, and unwillingness.
Obviously it was the sound of a yak, but everyone heard human emotions from it.
“Nima, isn’t this a yak that has become a spirit?”
"What do you say you won't be allowed to become a spirit after the founding of the People's Republic of China? What do these ghosts think of national policy?"
"Bah, after all, it was something from more than 2,000 years ago. The policies after the founding of the People's Republic of China can control it. What's going on?"
Let's play and make trouble.
We still have to check the situation.
A group of six people cautiously walked into the depths of the cave house. The general structure of this cave house was similar to that of the previous houses.
But deep down, there was a thick stone door. The stone door was slippery and stained with a lot of grease.
The most eye-catching thing is that there is a bloody handprint on the edge of the stone door.
It was as if someone had blood on their hands and took the stone door with them when they left, leaving bloody fingerprints.
“This is yak blood, I won’t admit it,~!”
Chu Yi stepped forward, took a careful sip, and said with certainty.
People on the grasslands have been dealing with yaks for many years, and they are very familiar with yak blood.
A few people nodded.
The fat man took a deep breath, took a few steps back, sprinted forward, and kicked open the stone door. Everyone followed him in with their guns raised, but there was still no trace of anyone inside.
In the room, the surrounding walls were covered with blood, and in the middle were a stone platform, wooden stakes, and boning knives.
On top are piles of fresh yak meat, and a few pieces of cowhide that are even steaming.
No matter how you look at it, these things have just been unloaded from the yak.
This is a slaughterhouse, and everyone suddenly understood.
This all seems very normal, but if you add the slaughterhouse of more than two thousand years ago, it will be very strange.
Moo~
The moo of the cow came from overhead.
Hu Ming looked at the cow head hanging above his head with a playful expression, which was two or three times larger than an ordinary yak.
The skin of the cow head had been peeled off completely, and it was bloody. The two big eyes were wide open.
Inside the cow's nose, it was still spitting out hot air, like breathing, and its eyes kept moving up and down, left and right, looking at everyone. This thing is still alive!
“Nima’s…”
Even Yang Shirley and A Xiang were shocked by Hu Bayi, Fatty, and Chu Xia's subconscious and frightening low moans.
"Calm down, this thing is not dangerous, don't shoot!"
Hu Ming grabbed the fat man's hand that was about to shoot and looked at it carefully.
“The more I look at it, the more I feel that this cow head was skinned alive and its head was beheaded just a few seconds ago, so it still maintains certain signs of life...”
Chu Yi instinctively touched his waist. Unfortunately, the highland barley wine he had stored in his body had long been used up along the way, and he felt lonely.
"This city is really magical!"
Yang Xueli instinctively approached Hu Bayi, seeking a sense of security, and murmured.
She probably understood what Hu Ming meant by "demon" before.
The ancient city more than two thousand years ago, the yak that was beheaded just a few seconds ago, the ever-extinguishing lights outside, and the boiling beef stew?
All of this is heartfelt. Feeling panicked.
They have seen a lot of dirty things, but this kind of evil ancient city is rare in the world!
It is as if time suddenly stopped more than two thousand years ago, and everything in Jiangeluohai City came to a standstill.
Hu Ming didn't speak. He just stared at the bull's head above his head indifferently. His eyes were slightly narrowed. When everyone's attention was attracted by the bull's head, a pair of eyes quietly changed, instinctively communicating some mystery. With the power, a dragon-shaped phantom quietly appeared behind Hu Ming and the others...
The bull head in front of them was like a picture scroll that had been erased by an eraser. In the eyes of everyone, they became more and more horrified. , little by little, the bull's head disappeared into the air.
"This..."
Everyone watched this scene with expressionless faces...
They felt that tonight, even the Jade Emperor, Buddha and Yawei suddenly appeared in front of them.
They won’t have any psychological fluctuations at all! In short, just the word "evil" is enough.
"Is that really so..."
Hu Ming's subtle whisper was not about the truth about the city, but about the application of the Unbounded Demon Eyes.
These eyes are really evil! After the transformation, the ghost mother was already dead.
But for thousands of years, this ancient city that has been vividly embodied is still standing here intact.
When Hu Ming used the power of his own golden dragon bloodline, his golden dragon pupils were able to erase everything in them just like the ghost mother's demon pupils.
However, if he wanted to create something out of thin air like a ghost mother, Hu Ming had not figured out the trick yet.
The night wind was very cold, and everyone had no idea of staying in the house anymore, at the door of the cave house.
Several grown men lit up a cigarette in tacit agreement, looking at the hazy moonlight covered by black clouds and remaining silent.
They want to be quiet.
"Mingzi, you said..."
In the doubtful eyes of everyone, the fat man opened his mouth and spoke hesitantly.
“Didn’t we just eat a pot of beef that has been cooked for two thousand years? No wonder it feels so delicious, so flavorful and so refreshing!”
(End of this chapter)