"No, don't worry, this "city" is different from the Jig Ruins... it's a little weirder."
Hu Ming chuckled lightly, looked at the confused Yang Shirley, Axiang and Chuyi, and said: "I will tell you what happened that night later. Let's go and see this yak howling at midnight first."
"A little weirder?"
Hearing this, Fatty and Hu Badi suddenly became Muggles!
Isn’t the Night Walk of One Hundred Ghosts weird enough? Is it even weirder here?
"grass"
Thinking of this, Hu Bayi and Fatty couldn't help but feel extremely horrified, and subconsciously moved a little closer to Hu Ming.
Unable to laugh!
Hu Ming looked at these two people and had something in his mind that he wanted to say mmmp.
Moo~
Just then, the second cow moo came again...
Pain, resentment, unwillingness.
It was obviously the sound of a yak, but everyone heard human emotions from it.
"Nima, isn't this a yak that has become a spirit?"
"We promised that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, we won't be allowed to become spirits? What do these ghosts take as national policy?"
"Bah, after all, this thing is from more than 2,000 years ago. Can we manage the policies after the founding of the People's Republic of China?"
Let's play, let's play, and make trouble.
Still need to check out 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 his hands and took the stone door with him when he left, leaving bloody fingerprints.
"This is yak blood, I won't admit it,~!"
Chu Yi stepped forward, took a careful sip, and said affirmatively.
People on the grasslands have been dealing with yaks for many years, and they are very familiar with yak blood.
Several 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, there was blood everywhere on the surrounding walls, and there were a stone platform, wooden stakes, and boning knives in the middle.
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 was a slaughterhouse, and everyone suddenly understood.
All this seems very normal, but if you add the slaughterhouse of more than two thousand years ago, it becomes very strange.
Moo~
The cow mooing came from overhead.
Hu Ming looked at the cow's 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's head had been peeled off completely, and it was bloody. Its two big eyes were wide open.
Inside the cow's nose, it was like breathing, and it was still spitting out hot air, and its eyes kept moving up and down, left and right, looking at everyone.
This thing is still alive!
"Nima's..."
Hu Bayi, Fatty, and Chu made unconscious and frightening low moans. Even Yang Shirley and A Xiang were shocked.
"Calm down, this thing is not dangerous, don't shoot!"
Hu Ming grabbed the fat man's hand that was about to shoot and examined 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 murmuring.
She probably understood somewhat 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 this makes people feel panic and horror from the bottom of their hearts.
They have seen a lot of dirty things, but this evil ancient city is rare in the world!
It was as if, more than two thousand years ago, time suddenly stopped and everything in Jiangeluohai City came to a standstill.
Hu Ming didn't speak. He just stared at the bull's 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 mysterious power. Hu Ming
A dragon-shaped loom quietly appeared behind them...
The bull's head in front of him was like a picture scroll that had been erased by an eraser. Under the increasingly horrified eyes of everyone, the bull's head disappeared into the air little by little.
"this……"
Everyone watched this scene unfold with expressionless faces...
They felt that tonight, even the Jade Emperor, Buddha and Yahweh suddenly appeared in front of them.
None of them will have any psychological fluctuations! In short, just the word "evil" is enough.
"Is that really the case..."
Hu Ming's subtle whisper was not about the truth about this city, but about the application of the Unbounded Demonic 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, and they were 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..."
Under everyone's doubtful gazes, the fat man smacked his lips 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!"
