Chapter 31 (2/2)

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.)