"Fellow folks, have you seen it? This is the legendary ghost in Laocaiyuan. In fact, it is a wild goat that has become a climate. The child Shitou got sick from it. The chickens lost in the village may have been eaten by this guy.
"Now that it has been killed by us, you don't have to be afraid in the future...
Wow, when grandpa said this, everyone down there was in chaos.
"Oh my god, this is the ghost. It's not scary at all. Isn't it just a sheep?"
"Are you stupid? Didn't you see how big this sheep is? Look at those teeth and horns. Is it a normal sheep?"
"Yes, at first glance, this guy is a monster. With such a big body, if he catches up with a donkey, how many chickens will he eat?"
The villagers were talking a lot. No one was not interested in this kind of thing, especially in the countryside where there were no entertainment activities. Seeing the monster killed by them all felt exciting and glorious.
"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet. Stop making noise."
The village chief, Uncle Ma, came out. He put on a vest and the big pants underneath.
"Hey, gentlemen, young and old, this is a big deal. It is the achievement of all our villagers in breaking down feudal superstition. Remember, this proves that there are no ghosts at all...ah, it is a great achievement anyway.
"I will go to the countryside tomorrow and report this matter, and then everyone in this old financial institution will clean it up and hand it over to our production team."
"Yes, yes, the village chief is right. We have all made meritorious deeds. We can kill a monster. Most people can't do this like us."
The villagers felt it was quite an honor.
"Wait a minute, I said, there is still this sheep, what is this ghost? How to deal with it, can the meat be eaten?"
Li Erdan, a famous lazy man in the village, came out. He was an old bachelor, lazy and greedy. The two bitches stared at the black sheep and swallowed their saliva.
Li Erdan hasn't seen oil and water in more than a year. No matter if it's a monster or not, if it dies, it's just a sheep. It's okay to give it a try!
How many kilograms of meat does such a big animal cost?
When Li Erdan said this, a few stupid young people nearby also started to make noises, and they started to pick off the mutton and divide it among everyone.
"Who wants to eat it? If you're not afraid of death, just eat it. I'm telling you, this meat is almost like arsenic. Not only will it make you bleed from all your orifices, but it will also pierce your intestines and stomach. If you want to die, hurry up."
The ugliness of these people made grandpa so angry that he even risked his life for stuttering. They are real greedy people!
The village chief came up and slapped him: "Fuck you, you still want to eat? I think you are crazy. Do you understand? This is evidence. How to deal with it has to wait until someone from the village comes to tell you."
"Okay, if you don't have anything to do, go home and make a fuss. Brother Zhou, what do you think is the next step in this matter?"
Grandpa told the village chief not to stay in this place for a long time just yet. The evil atmosphere was too strong. He left a few good guys to watch outside the courtyard tonight. What if some guy was greedy and risked his life to steal the meat?
Sheep cannot just be left like this. If they are to be kept as evidence, they must be processed, otherwise they will stink tomorrow.
Grandpa instructed my aunt to first remove the entire black sheepskin from under the neck, then open the skin and flesh, pull out the tendons, and put away the two largest sheep teeth.
These two teeth are as white as jade and have sharp points at the bottom, like two wolf teeth.
Finally, he tried his best to cut off the two horns of the sheep, and while he could still squeeze out the sheep's blood, he took two more bottles of dark red blood.
Now this sheep is intact from the neck up, but has bloody muscles from the neck down. It is scarier than when it was alive, more like a monster.
Grandpa explained that although the sheep was dead, there were still dark and evil things in its body. Only by peeling off the skin and cramping, cutting off the horns and bleeding... can we completely eliminate future troubles.
He went back and treated these three things with black dog blood and found a place to bury them and they would be fine. As for this corpse, Grandpa is going to mix some herbs and apply it on it so that it will not rot for ten days and a half, and then burn it when it is completely useless.
The village chief nodded repeatedly. It would be more convincing if the strange sheep could be kept for ten days and a half. Maybe someone from the county would come to praise it. A few people were kept vigil that night, and everyone else went back.
Everyone was in high spirits when they left, ready to publicize their heroic deeds to their wives and children. Don't think that the men in your family are incompetent. Let me show you this time, my brothers have also killed monsters.
If this sheep knew that it was dead and was still being used like this, it would probably feel sad for itself. Dozens of people would beat me up and still have the nerve to go back and brag about it. It’s so fucking unreasonable.
Our family was very busy. Grandpa didn't let Zhao go back boldly. He left Du Jun and him at home and let us rest on the kang first.
Grandpa and my dad made a big wooden bucket, and asked my aunt to boil a big pot of water, put the sheep's blood and some herbs into the bucket, stir them evenly, and let the bold boy take off his clothes and sit in it.
It was already a hot day and the water temperature was high. Zhao boldly scalded himself in it and grinned. After soaking for a few minutes, his grandfather took out a yellow talisman from the vine box.
Grandpa muttered a few words, bang! With a click, the talisman stuck to Zhao DaBang's forehead as if it were coated with super glue, and Da Dao'er closed his eyes and collapsed in the bucket.
After a while, his stomach made several "Gurgling!" sounds, and his body continued to tremble, and black dirt appeared in his skin. It was not until the entire bucket of water turned black that Daring's body stopped trembling, and the yellow stain on his forehead The note emitted a puff of smoke and turned into ashes.
Zhao boldly said "Ah," and opened his eyes: "It's so suffocating for me."
Grandpa let out a long breath and wiped the sweat from his head. "Okay, all the evil spirits on his body have been removed. He will be fine after a while. You two help him out and lie down for a while."
Du Jun and I stepped forward and helped Zhao Dadan out of the bucket, wiped him dry and let him lie down on the kang. Grandpa threw the water in the bucket outside, cleaned it up, and asked my aunt to make some porridge and take out pickles. He called Zhao Dadan up and had dinner together.
Zhao boldly lay down and fell asleep after eating. Everyone else also went back to rest. Grandpa, me and Du Jun were the only three people left in the room.
I couldn't hold it in anymore and asked impatiently: "Grandpa, what's going on with the sheep in the old financial courtyard? Is there really a monster?"
Grandpa took out the pipe pot and dug into the small cloth pocket containing the cut tobacco. He struck a match and lit it, then exhaled thick smoke: "Don't worry, listen to me slowly. The yellow note just now is called the evil-dispelling charm. I should use this one." I’ve taught you that Taoism is specifically used to exorcise evil spirits, but you always didn’t believe it before. Do you believe it now?”
"I believe it, Grandpa, I believe what you taught me. Has the goat become a sperm?" I nodded repeatedly.
"That goat has indeed become a sperm. Fortunately, it is not a bloodthirsty monster like a wolf, insect, tiger, or leopard, otherwise your life would have been long gone.
"I didn't expect that there was such a monster right under my nose. Maybe it was fate that led you to encounter it. You will never be able to live without these things in your life, Xiao Dao."
Grandpa sighed, thinking that he was also a little helpless about his grandson's fate. He smoked a cigarette and slowly told me about it.
This time, unlike when Black Cat explained it to his father and others, my grandfather consciously infiltrated some of the history and allusions of the Exorcist Sect into me.
