Chapter 31

Name:Dark Matter Museum Author:ye bu yu
Sun Ji actually took out a little cock with a red crown and tied by flowers from his bag. The little cock is still alive, about a few months old. The weight is only about two kilograms. The chicken head looked around with vigilance and fear, but almost no one noticed whether it was the five people of the supernatural society or the thousands of people watching the live broadcast.

When the chicken appeared at first, the panic sight fell on the stone dragon.

The chicken struggled frantically, as if it felt some terrible omen.

But it was too strong to break free. Even the chicken mouth was wrapped several times by Sun Ji with transparent tape.

However, yenuo saw the change of the chicken in his eyes.

It is said that the eyes of animals can see things that human beings can't see. For example, birds can see ultraviolet rays directly with their eyes, and the wavelength of light that cannot be seen by human eyes.

Yenuo frowned. What did the chicken see at that time. I was so scared that I couldn't help urinating. It is estimated that the secret hidden in the dragon pillar is definitely not a good thing.

The dragon pillar wrapped in gold foil is still brand-new even after decades of wind and rain. The five people under the dragon pillar and the more than 1000 viewers watching the live broadcast were very excited.

I haven't seen such a grounded live broadcast for a long time. And Sun Ji, the president, really grasped the atmosphere very well.

He asked people to find some pebbles, overlap them and pile them into a 30 cm high tower. Put the tribute on it according to the procedure in the book.

First, he grabbed a handful of glutinous rice and chanted words in his mouth. His hand was like a funnel. The glutinous rice slowly circled the stone tower on the ground from his fingers.

Then he grabbed the terrified little cock and pulled it around its neck.

Sun Ji also killed a chicken for the first time. You know, although he was calm, he only stepped on ants in his life except killing frogs in junior high school biology class for knee jump reflex test. His hands were shaking when he killed the chicken.

Cut the chicken neck with a fruit knife. I cut it several times without breaking the skin. The little cock was painful and afraid, and struggled even more. Rowling, the vice president standing behind him, couldn't see it.

"I'll do it." She took a little hold of her long black hair and tied it into a horsetail. She walked over neatly and grabbed Sun Ji's fruit knife.

When the knife fell, the skilled and stable Qianqian thin hand cut off the chicken neck directly.

Yurong, Zhang Jia and Yuan Bing trembled with fear. What's the special situation? Usually, the vice president is gentle. I didn't expect to kill the chicken without hesitation. Harder than boys.

Yuan Bing poked Zhang Jia with his elbow: "Hey, your goddess is a little difficult to provoke."

Zhang Jia blushed: "it proves that the goddess is a goddess. She is not only beautiful in appearance, but also excellent inside. They must have a good tutor and help their family with the housework. "

"I think you are fascinated by the vice president. If you can catch up with her, just pray. Don't throw people away. Be careful that an important part is hit by a knife. " Yuan Bing laughed.

Zhang Jia stared at Yuan Bing and then at the vice president. Rowling's ponytail is also very good-looking. The more she looks, the more fascinated she becomes. However, for the time being, the vice president did not seem to have looked at him at all except for his business smile.

"I'm going to cheer up tonight. Maybe I can impress the vice president. Hey, hey. " Zhang Jia clenched her fist secretly.

After the chicken was killed, there seemed to be a change under the overpass. Everything began to move in the wrong direction.

I don't know if it's an illusion. The blood gushing from the chicken neck is black. The thick black hair makes people uncomfortable. Drops of chicken blood fell on the ground, forming a blood line and polluting a large area of the ground.

Sun Ji hurriedly trotted the chicken blood into the already prepared bowl and took a small bowl. The liquid in the bowl was black like pus and gave off a strange smell.

"Strange, the taste of chicken blood is different from what I remember." Yurong frowned.

In order to save money, her mother used to buy live chickens and kill them herself. The taste of chicken blood in my memory is very light, not so heavy. It's a chicken that was just slaughtered. Isn't it so bloody?

"Am I mistaken?" The girl didn't think about it carefully.

Sun Ji took the bowl and sprinkled a circle of chicken blood around the dragon column before walking back to the stone tower. He looked at the circle of white glutinous rice under the stone tower and couldn't help frowning.

"It's strange. Why isn't it right with what the book says?" The president opened the book.

In the cold night, the temperature under the overpass was not high, but it dropped several degrees again. The three members shivered and complained.

Luo Lin, the vice president, came up to the president and looked over his shoulder at the book in his hand: "president, did you do something wrong?"

"The ceremony is right." Sun Ji turned to check.

There's no problem with the glutinous rice circle, and the chicken blood was spilled. If there is no change, the next step of the ceremony is meaningless. Strange. What's wrong?

At this time, Zhang Jia, who was careless and boring, suddenly saw a ghost and shouted, "president, vice president, look, look at glutinous rice!"

They hurriedly looked at him in his shouting and shouting, and were surprised to find that the circle of glutinous rice that had just returned was white, but they didn't know when it changed color.

It's getting dark!

Filthy black, with unknown depression.

"Wow, shit." Everyone was startled. Originally, I came to hang the vice president for a while. I've seen such strange scenes and even stepped back for several steps.

"Go away and I'll have a look." President Sun Ji was overjoyed. He endured his inner fear and stepped forward in three steps and two steps. Squatting down, he picked up a few grains of black glutinous rice from the ground and looked at it.

As soon as you get close, you can smell an amazing disgusting smell. The sweet smell of glutinous rice itself disappeared without a trace, replaced by the smell of corpse decay. Sun Ji coughed several times.

"Great, as the book says. As long as the chickens are killed at midnight to worship the stone dragon, the miasma will rise underground. Glutinous rice stinks and turns black when it comes to malaria. This is the evidence of the success of the first step. " Sun Ji laughed and was busy in front of the stone tower, lighting incense wax and paper money to worship.

"Everyone follow me to surround the dragon pillar, and we will succeed." The president held his glasses, took out a wet paper towel and wiped his hands.

The five people held hands and turned around the dragon pillar. During this period, Sun Ji kept mumbling something in his mouth. His voice was very low, like some kind of spell, but no one could hear it clearly.

On the fifth lap, an amazing scene appeared.

At the top of the stone tower piled with pebbles, a large amount of black grease gushed out.

(thanks to chongtian Xiujiao, yong'anli and the bloody ghost king for their reward.)