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Chapter 462: The Horror Legend of Gantian Town

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It was a long separation and the two brothers hadn't seen each other for twenty years. Uncle Jiu was a sentimental man and was very happy about Lei Gang's return.

At his age, having a relative is enough.

Originally, Uncle Jiu was still a little wary and had some resentment towards his second senior brother. After all, he had not come back to visit for so many years, and the Great Elder had been dead for so many years, and he was still missing his son before he died.

But Lei Gang recounted how difficult it had been for him in Nanyang over the years. He had to struggle a lot and was even blinded by someone using black magic. It was not easy for him to live like this.

He cried bitterly in front of the Great Elder's grave again, revealing his true feelings. Uncle Jiu sighed, and the blame in his heart gradually dissipated.

The two of them meditated on the platform and looked at the moon. This place was connected to the terrain and was a Feng Shui entrance. By sitting cross-legged on it, one could use the earth's energy to cleanse the soul and remove the dust in the heart.

Just like that, the night passed, and the two of them seemed to have returned to the time when they were learning martial arts in Maoshan, and they had the feeling of being brothers.

By chance, when he came back, he met an old lady who came to the temple crying. She was looking for Uncle Jiu. She was crying so sadly because her son was lost.

Her son is very old, a young man in his twenties. He is definitely familiar with his family and has never had any conflicts with them. He is very filial.

But he went out to buy something yesterday and hasn’t come back yet.

This is a big deal. You have to know that the world outside is not peaceful. If a 20-year-old boy goes out and doesn't come back, it is very likely that he has attracted some dirty things or encountered some bad guys.

The old lady almost cried her eyes out. She lost her husband early in life and raised her son with great difficulty. If he were gone like this, how would she live

"If you want to find your relatives, I have a way."

Lei Gang helped the old lady over with his hand and said, "I only need a drop of your blood to help you find your son."

The old lady was overjoyed and held Lei Gang's arm and thanked him repeatedly. The group of onlookers nearby couldn't help but praise him.

What a kind-hearted Taoist priest!

Uncle Jiu nodded repeatedly, and his guard was completely lost. His senior brother had been out there for so many years and finally turned over a new leaf.

He waved his hand and called Ah Chu over, "Ah Chu, go get the bird I raised on the eaves. Your master is going to use the spirit bird to find his relatives?"

A spirit bird looking for its relatives

This was the first time Ah Chu had heard of this strange name. He subconsciously asked, "Master, what kind of strange spell is this?"

"The lark searches for its relatives by using the lark's unique bloodline characteristics to perform a spell of tracking."

Uncle Jiu explained the spell in detail to Ah Chu and Ah Hai, and also gave the detailed steps and formulas.

Teaching whatever comes to mind is Uncle Jiu’s habit when teaching his disciples.

The two men seemed to understand what was said, and under the guidance of Uncle Jiu, they set up an incense table, got a lark, and the blood of the aunt, and began to perform a ritual to use the lark to find the person.

There were circles of onlookers gathered around, reaching their heads and standing on tiptoe to join in the fun.

After all, finding someone is something that almost everyone can do. In this chaotic era, who can guarantee that their family will never be separated

Every family has a distant relative. It is always useful to count the relatives who live far away.

As Achu and Ahai cast spells, everyone followed the instructions and came to a river. Looking at the river, everyone looked at each other in confusion.

Because it is impossible for people to live in the river.

So there are two possibilities: either the person fell into the river and drowned, or that person is no longer himself.

Who can accept this statement

Dalang cried and made a fuss, feeling grief-stricken and heartbroken. People around him were talking about it, but things soon took a turn for the worse.

That means the old lady’s son has been found!

It turned out that he was crossing the river that day, he slipped and fell into the river, hit his head on a rock and lost his memory, floated down the river, was picked up by someone, and changed his name.

This proves what Ah Chu said, this person is no longer himself. After all, he changed his name and lost his memory, so he is naturally not himself.

How did this young man regain his memory

He looked at Lei Gang and Uncle Jiu with gratitude. The two of them waved their hands slightly. They did good deeds without leaving their names. Their upright appearance attracted praises from the residents of the town.

Both masters are good Taoists!

The busy daytime passed quickly, and night fell again. Everyone went home to rest and fell into a deep sleep.

In a corner of Gantian Town, Yang Laoqi is the shepherd of Gantian Town. He raises a lot of sheep and supplies the restaurants in the whole town.

He was originally sleeping quietly in bed, but suddenly he heard a strange noise and woke up immediately.

The sound came from the sheep pen. Yang Laoqi did not dare to delay and picked up the knife on the bedside and got out of bed.

He raised those sheep with great efforts, but there were always some despicable people who were lazy and greedy and only stole chickens and dogs. It was not the first time or the second time that they came to steal his sheep.

Yang Laoqi took the knife, opened the door and ran straight to the sheep pen. The night wind was a bit cold, making him shiver.

When he walked to the sheepfold, he found that the sheep were lying on the ground, and their originally snow-white fur had turned blood red.

"Who did it?"

Yang Laoqi suddenly felt dizzy. So many sheep died at once. How could he sell the mutton in such a short time? He might have to beg for food this year!

This has been a busy six months and it’s the hope of the whole family!

When he thought of this, Yang Laoqi became furious and his eyes turned red. He held the knife tightly in his hand and kept looking at the yard.

He, Yang Laoqi, wanted to find the culprit who killed his sheep in the darkness. He would avenge him even at the cost of his life!

At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. Yang Laoqi's heart trembled, and he turned his head suddenly, and found that there was a human head behind him.

The man's head was suspended in the air, with no lower body at all. The mysterious eyes were staring at him, and the mouth was bloody, still biting up and down continuously, drops of blood flowed from the man's head.

“Hehehe!”

Yang Laoqi was so frightened when he saw this scene that his eyes rolled up and he fell heavily to the ground.

And those heads floating in the air were still smiling strangely. They looked at Yang Laoqi lying on the ground, floated for a while, and then flew into the darkness.

Soon, this horrific news spread throughout the entire Gantian Town. Yang Laoqi, a sheep farmer, was terrified, and the sheep that died tragically in the sheepfold had horrific marks on their bodies, making everyone who saw the scene shudder.

Gantian Town then had a terrifying rural legend - the sheep ghost.

It has a sheep-like body, sharp teeth and beak, can fly without legs, likes to suck sheep's blood, and feeds on human essence.

As for the evidence, it was the horrific tooth marks on the sheep, the crazy Yang Laoqi and the closed door.

Sheep ghost, so scary!