More and more people are gathering here. It seems that there are many people involved in the Blood Eagle this time.
The ghost hunter with a sunken right side of his head that Bai Yue saw in front of the door a few days ago now looked pale, was wrapped in bandages, and exuded an aura of exhaustion.
It seems that he was not punished less after Bai Ling's death. There was a bone-deep wound on his left arm at shoulder level.
There was no trace of the other group of people following him, and he was not very clear about their life and death situation.
Speaking of the blood eagle, Yu Yan was also confused. He whispered in confusion, "Brother Zhang, what kind of ritual is the blood eagle you are talking about?"
Zhang Yuetian sat next to Yi Yan, lowered his head and recited scriptures for a moment. He opened one eye and looked at Yi Yan, put his head to Yi Yan's ear, and whispered
"Our city respects Master Kong Shun, so as long as someone with Kong Shun's power level five or above dies during a mission and his body is recovered, he will be qualified as a follower of Kong Shun."
"To put it simply, the blood in the corpse is drained, and then the corpse is used to make a statue. If the person still had relatively strong resentment during his lifetime, he will parasitize the statue after death, thus creating another kind of statue.
form survives”
Hearing Zhang Yuetian's explanation, Yi Yan thought of the Guanyin statue he met at Dayang Lake. He was slightly stunned. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Zhang Yuetian nod slightly and said
"Yes, the Guanyin statue in Dayang Lake was a blood sculpture made from people in the village."
"hiss!"
Yi Yan took a deep breath, and the mysteries in his mind seemed to have begun to dissipate.
Could it be that Yuyuan was a living person in this world before?
Because he was made into a blood eagle due to performing a mission or for other reasons, and he also had the ability to practice, he entered the world he was in and brought himself to this place?
"You gave your mother's shit!"
As soon as the idea came to mind, an extremely sharp voice came from Yu Yan's mind.
At this moment, a Buddha statue that looked like the Three Corpse Gods appeared in his body, and he cursed loudly with a ferocious expression.
"I am the righteous God, the supreme God. How can I be the existence that a little kid like you is just guessing about?"
"If you guess again I will kill you."
The voices of the three corpse gods kept echoing in Yi Yan's mind like thunder.
This caused him to be a little surprised for a moment, but he didn't react until a moment later.
Fortunately, his expression didn't show too much surprise. He observed the surroundings. Almost no one paid attention to him. Those who could chant sutras lowered their heads to recite sutras, and those who couldn't chant sutras also lowered their heads to cheer. Anyway, no one wanted to raise their heads to face him.
Look at those two old men.
"This Yuyuan seems to have the ability to read minds?"
There was an uproar in Yu Yan's heart, and at the same time he felt an unusual sense of oppression.
A layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, and his heart beat faster.
All the things about the Three Corpse Gods in his mind were forcibly erased, and he focused his thoughts on what was happening at the moment.
Don't think about it! Don't think about it!
Reciting these words, Yi Yan also joined the chanting team.
.......
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
I don’t know how long it took, but the ember smelled a very special smell.
This smell is like the kind of sandalwood that was lit in temples in the past, but the taste is somewhat different. This kind of thing has a unique meaty aroma, which makes people appetite.
As the chanting gradually subsided, Yi Yan opened his eyes and saw six thin men struggling to lift a large bronze cauldron as tall as a man to the center position.
The cauldron seemed to have just been taken out of the fire, and there was still a hot aura around it.
The faces of the people carrying the big cauldron were extremely ugly. Their arms tightly grasped the body of the cauldron, and they did not dare to make the slightest sound even if it made a "squeaking" sound from being burned.
Ember estimated that the smell of meat came from the arms of these people.
There are three incense sticks two meters long and as thick as an arm inserted in the cauldron. The whole body is blood red, and a faint red mist rises. The fragrance is wafted from these three incense sticks.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
Six people carried the cauldron in front of the two old men, and a group of people behind them carried bags of reddish-brown soil to the side one after another. Then they retreated behind the old men and stood in a row.
"You, and you, come here"
The old man selected two slightly younger teenagers among the six people carrying the cauldron and called them in front of them.
A skinny and withered hand stretched out from the sleeves of the robe, raised a young man's arm in front of him, closed his eyes and sniffed, nodded with satisfaction, then opened his mouth full of yellow teeth and looked towards the roasted man.
He was bitten hard on his arm.
"Hmm~!"
The boy's face turned pale after being bitten, his pupils turned up, and he seemed to be about to faint, but he still gritted his teeth and bit his lips to suppress the shaking of his arms.
It seems that compared to the pain, the two old people are more terrifying.
A large piece of flesh and blood with tendons was bitten off from the arm by the old man, and the white bones can be seen.
The old man chewed the food in his mouth with great enjoyment, completely ignoring that the blood had stained their beards red along the corners of their mouths.
For a while, everyone present looked as usual, waiting quietly for the old man to finish eating.
Yu Yan and Wang Hu's hair stood on end, they were deeply shocked, but at the same time they did not dare to make any extreme moves.
I could only forcefully maintain my expression.
In this world where everyone eats people, if you show abnormal behavior towards this phenomenon, you are likely to be treated as an alien.
"Lord Kong Shu will protect you."
The old man gnawed away the young man's arm until only a piece of white bone remained. Then he took out a human bone scepter from behind and lightly tapped the young man on the head.
The boy's head was instantly smashed into several pieces like a watermelon.
The two of them threw the still trembling and twitching young man's body into the cauldron and inserted it into the three pillars of slowly burning incense. The body instantly became motionless like a statue made of jade.
There are changes in the burning process of the cigarette. The middle one stands tall, while the other two burn faster, gradually becoming two short and one long.
"Kong and Centipede are above, may you have a good time and auspicious day, and the Blood Eagle is above you!"
The old man's rough and heavy voice resounded loudly throughout the audience, and a group of people appeared again in the crowd. They carried six corpses on one side and six strange-looking statue molds on the other side.
The shape of the mold was weird, but Yi Yan also saw some familiar things in it: such as Guanyin and Buddha statues.
These things that symbolize auspiciousness and nobility now look particularly strange in front of these two short and one long incense sticks.
It's like those seemingly noble gods and Buddhas have stooped down to earth and participated in the evils of this world.
Among the corpses, Yi Yan saw Bai Ling and other unknown corpses.
Among them, Bai Ling was considered to be relatively dead. Some of the others were highly decomposed and even emitted a strong corpse smell. Some of the corpses were not very complete.
"Today Kong Shun is here. I hope the six dead ghost hunters can live by Master Kong Shun's side, follow Master Kong Shun forever, and get a good reward in the next life."
The two old men pretended to have solemn faces and called the children who were standing behind them in front of them. At the same time, they poured the bags of reddish-brown soil into the cauldron and smashed the children's heads one by one.
Their corpses were mixed into the red soil together, and after a vigorous stirring, the corpses turned into flesh under the old man's unique power, and a large amount of blood was mixed with the flesh and soil until it became pulpy.
"The blood eagle begins!"
Amidst a burst of high-pitched cheers, everyone continued to recite scriptures in low voices, and the corpses were carried to the center position.
[Author’s digression]: Please give me a banknote! Please give me a banknote! I’ll give you a free banknote!