Chu Zihang had heard of a dish in France called Ortolan, which in Chinese is translated as grilled pu_wu. The main ingredient is a protected animal called pu_wu that lives in southwestern France. It looks like less than a year old.
The petite bird as big as the palm of a hand has entered the diet as far back as the Roman Empire. Hunters who failed to hunt in the jungle would kill a few garden beetles to roast and eat them. Later, they were included in the menu of the luxurious and luxurious ancient Roman nobles.
Due to its deliciousness and edible value, the European Union included the Pouch on the conservation list in 1976. However, France followed up with the legislation 20 years later. During these 20 years, the roasted Pouch dish became widely popular.
Respected by the upper class, one bite can put the whole bird soaked in the aroma of wine into the mouth. After one bite, the rich flavor of the offal and meat will fill the nasal cavity, and the fat, offal, bones and flesh will be bitten.
It is broken into a hot stream and swallowed in the stomach. It is so delicious that one can bite off one's own tongue.
Market demand has caused a shortage of supply, and poaching fines are increasing day by day. However, this dish still appears on the menus of France's upper class all year round, served with a flickering candlelight on a silver tray filled with roasted young ducks.
When dining at the table, diners often open the white napkins on the table and cover their faces to cover up their ugly faces when they eat the whole meal.
——Don’t let God see this greedy and ugly face.
This is their last resort to self-deception and solace.
In the church, the bells stopped ringing and someone sang hymns.
Everyone picked up the white cloth on their knees in unison, took off the hood of the black raincoat, covered the white cloth on their heads, and looked at the woman giving birth on the high platform with piety and enthusiasm.
The people who were at the top of the tide and fell back to the bottom lowered their heads in pain and did not dare to witness this sacred scene. They were trembling with excitement and praying vigorously, hoping for the coming of the Holy Son.
With the roar of metal collision, the red goat head slapped the iron frame that had been prepared on the strong fire. The iron frame collided with the black furnace and sparks floated to the audience. Several sacrificial leaders wearing animal heads slowly
They walked towards the woman giving birth, and with every step they took, they chanted the prayers of chaos and demonic confusion.
Groups of snakes entangled and danced in the darkness, each line telling the story of unknown sins in ancient times. The girls rolled on the stone altar, screaming in pain, like a sign of imminent childbirth. On the Qitian Bronze Bell
When the white-haired woman who was bound by the iron chain opened her eyes, a drop of blood and tears fell from her golden pupils.
The scenes in front of him inexplicably overlapped with those of his visions on the stormy night, burning Chu Zihang's nerves like red-hot steel bars piercing his brain. The moment the butcher knife fell out of the sleeve of his black robe, he
He suddenly stood up from his seat, stepped on the seat in front of him and jumped onto the high platform. The white cloth fell from his lap, and his eyes were filled with dazzling gold.
No one noticed anything strange about him. Everyone lowered their heads and prayed attentively. However, before he could rush to the high platform, someone was faster than him and interrupted this evil ritual.
A familiar, violent gunshot resounded through the church. The unique explosion of the gun interrupted the prayers of all believers. Everyone subconsciously looked up and looked at the source of the gunshot.
On the seat in the front row near the high platform, a black-haired girl wearing a raincoat stood up. The firelight on the high platform illuminated her soft and distinctive profile. She raised the Glock in her hand and pointed it at the high platform.
The four or five priests on board shouted coldly: "Get away from that woman, I'm only warning you once!"
Chu Zihang instantly recognized the other party’s identity. Even if he hadn’t seen her face clearly before, he could clearly see the Glock. This girl was the female student from Kassel College who had attacked him before!
The church suddenly fell into dead silence. Only the reverberation of gunshots lingered around the reliefs and stone statues and rose towards the red blood-smeared murals on the roof. Chu Zihang and the girl were the only two people standing in the entire church, bowing their heads.
They seemed so outstanding among the crowd.
The black-haired girl glanced at Chu Zihang with her peripheral vision and did not react much. No matter what kind of conflict they had before outside the church, now that their goals were unified, there was no reason for any more confrontation.
Now, what they have to do is to interrupt this mistake and ridiculous ceremony and save the woman who gave birth.
The priests on the high platform stopped what they were doing. No one knew what kind of expression they had under their goat heads when faced with the aim of modern firearms. Is it fear? Is it intimidation? Or is it because they are brainwashed by the doctrine and are not afraid of anything?
Fanaticism and anger.
"Slowly step back, hold your head with your hands raised and squat in the corner." The girl swung the muzzle of her gun to signal the priests blocking the operating table to get out of the way. From now on, she could no longer hear the howling of the woman giving birth.
This gradually made her feel cold, and her fingers couldn't help but gently press some triggers.
The four priests looked at each other. From Chu Zihang's perspective, it was four goat heads looking at each other lovingly. This scene is a bit ridiculous, but in the current environment, it can only make people feel weird and scary.
, there is always a premonition that they will be violent and hurtful at the next moment.
But no one expected that the girl with the gun was the first to attack and injure people. Three seconds after issuing the order, no one followed her instructions. She did not hesitate to shoot, and shot the red leader.
On the knees of the goat-headed priest, blood spattered and at the same time a man's miserable howl sounded from the hood, proving that no matter how terrifying the atmosphere was created, these people were still mortal bodies that could be killed by bullets.
But just as the red goat's head was shot and kneeling down, a female voice screamed from the black goat's head nearby: "They want to snatch the Holy Infant!"
The girl immediately turned the gun and pointed it at the woman with the black goat head, but before she could pull the trigger, the two ordinary believers sitting on her left and right suddenly pounced on her as if they were not afraid of death, and grabbed her with both hands to hold the gun.
Her wrist prevented her from aiming.
“Hurry up!” The shot red goat head on the high platform shouted hurriedly to his companions. Only then did the other two priests suddenly come to their senses, turned around and leaned towards the operating table at the back.
Chu Zihang didn't hesitate anymore, stepped on the front seat and jumped directly onto the high platform. He kicked the black goat-headed woman who tried to rush up to stop him. The huge force of his feet directly broke several of the opponent's legs.
His ribs and whole body fell to the high platform like a rag doll. After struggling for several times, he couldn't get up.
“It’s indeed a mixed race.”
The girl in the audience couldn't help but murmured in a low voice when she saw Chu Zihang's burst of power. However, around her, more and more fanatical believers who were not afraid of death rushed to snatch her gun and grabbed her shoulders tightly.
The strength erupted from her wrists, forearms, and several others instantly overwhelmed her, who was not a strength specialist in the first place.
She really wanted to shoot away the people around her, but she had already replaced the Glock magazine after she discovered that she was being followed by an unknown hybrid (Chu Zihang) when she opened the 'Blood Knot'.
She has used live ammunition to kill people, and now as long as she fires, every shot will kill a person, but these believers are ordinary people who have been brainwashed, and there are even students under the age of fourteen or fifteen among them, how can she be so powerful?
Start killing?
In desperation, the girl could only choose to pull the trigger and let go of the gun. She removed the magazine with a click of her right thumb. She caught it with her left hand and slid it into her sleeve. Then she let go of the Glock and let the crazy believers around her grab it.
passed.
After there was no interference from grabbing the gun, she kicked the foot of a believer who was charging towards him, jumped onto the high platform of the church by stepping on the other person's back, and rushed straight towards the battle group beside the operating table.
Beside the fire, two priests wearing goat heads were surrounding the woman on the operating table behind them tightly. They opened their hands to stop Chu Zihang from getting closer. At this time, the girl who rushed up yelled.
Squatting down, Chu Zihang turned around and saw a flash of cold light. He squatted down without hesitation. A dagger that flew over his head scraped off a few of his hair tips and directly pierced a person in front of the operating table.
Priest's shoulders.
While screaming in pain, there was a hole in the defense line in front of the operating table. Chu Zihang immediately kicked the priest who was still standing in the crotch. With both hands, he took off the black goat hood of the priest who was bending over to cover his crotch, revealing the inside.
The man's face was twisted. He stood up without mercy and hit the face with a knee, causing blood to spatter on the face. His nose and tears were mixed with a red color. He fell limply to the ground, hugged his face, rolled around and howled in pain.
At this time, the girl also rushed to the operating table to determine the condition of the pregnant woman. She reached out and touched the other woman's wrist to determine the pregnant woman's pulse.
From the moment she fired the shot, there was no more crying from the pregnant woman, replaced by an unsettling silence.
When the girl's hand touched the wrist of the pregnant woman on the operating table, something shocking happened. The pregnant woman on the operating table suddenly shuddered and broke away from the girl's hand, jumping up and down even more flexibly than a monkey.
He rolled off the operating table, spread his legs and rushed towards the bottom of the high platform with his big belly on his back!
“This——” The girl next to the operating table was stunned.
Not to mention she was stunned, even Chu Zihang was stunned. Only then did he realize that after the so-called "pregnant woman" nimbly jumped off the high platform, the water bag kept slipping out from under her bulging belly and fell to the ground. From the water bag
What flowed out was the bloody "amniotic fluid" they had seen flowing all over the table.
At this time, Chu Zihang reacted, turned around and lifted up the white cloth under the operating table. Sure enough, there was already a simulated baby toy and a large pot of white meat under the operating table.
“Don’t let her run away!” The girl beside the operating table shouted to Chu Zihang, and at the same time, the angry red goat-headed chief priest on the high platform shouted the same line as her.
However, the "pregnant woman" who was running faster than a dog in the audience had almost rushed to the door of the church. As she ran, she turned back and yelled at the high platform even more angrily: "You paid me to come here, but you didn't just let me take a shot."
I don’t want any more money! Just have fun with yourselves!”