The white-haired old man pointed at the chicken placed on the ground, his raised hand trembled continuously, and his lips were shaking up and down, and he couldn't even say a word.

"Uncle Fifth, what's wrong with you?" Seeing the old man's appearance, the village chief quickly held the old man's other arm and stabilized his body.

"Uncle Wu, are you okay? Village chief, Jin Ming quickly helped Uncle Wu into the house." Zhang Dezhu said with concern.

At this time, many people surrounded him and asked the old man with concern. Finally, surrounded by everyone, they walked into Zhang Dezhu's home in a mighty way. Fortunately, the living room in his house was large enough, otherwise he would not have been able to accommodate more than a dozen people.

The sofa in Zhang Dezhu's living room is ring-shaped, and almost eight people can sit. Some of the others took a small stool and some were around the old man. Of course, the old man was sitting in the center of the sofa. Ye Xiaofeng was the youngest among the people. He leaned against the wall and said nothing, and kept paying attention to the old man at all times.

After entering, Zhang Dezhu asked his wife to make a pot of tea and poured a cup for each person.

"Uncle Wu, you drink tea, tell me slowly if you have anything to do." Zhang Dezhu handed over the white porcelain teacup as big as a fist with his hands and said respectfully.

The old man took the teacup, his hands still trembled a little. The tea in the cup was about to pour out. He slowly put it to his mouth and took a sip, then handed the teacup to Ye Jinming beside him.

"Uncle Fifth, has this happened in our village before?" After seeing the old man's mood stabilized, the village chief Ye Xiaoxian asked.

"Yes! It did happen before. I clearly remember it was July 9, 1940. That night, like last night, everyone in the village heard the scared scream. As a result, all the livestock in the village died the next day. I don't know what happened. The villagers were panicking, but they were not afraid, because at that time, it was just when the damn Japanese were storming, and they lived in the ancestral house of our Ye family, which is now the location of the ruined temple in Xitou." As the old man said something, he felt a little angry. It seemed that many people in the village were murdered by the Japanese.

"They have guns and cannons in their hands. No matter what monster comes, they will block them first." There was a hint of joy in the old man's eyes.

"The next night, the scream also appeared. The Japanese were frightened and fired fire at Xishan, almost bombing Xishan with cannons. Maybe they fired at night and angered the monsters on the mountain. During the day of the third day, when I went to deliver a letter to our Eighth Route Army, I saw a lot of red shadows rushing down from the mountain, and the monsters. The Japanese screamed in tears. The monsters arrived in the Japanese team, opened their mouths and ate the Japanese bite one by one." As he said that, the old man had a little happy and a little afraid in his eyes.

"That time, all the Japanese were killed by monsters, but later, ten people in our village died, and died for no reason. At that time, some people in the village said that it was the revenge of the monster. It killed the Japanese for us, and we did not respect it. It lowered our anger. We bought a lot of chickens, sheep and cattle from the distant village. We placed them in the place where the Japanese died at night. As for the Japanese during the day, we went to see that all the domestic animals were dead, and the blood in our bodies was gone. As for the dead domestic animals, we all divided them into various households and ate them. From that day on, we would put some domestic animals every night. After death the next day, we would die. From the sound of the monsters to the disappearance, it lasted for nine days."

As he said that, the old man seemed to feel a little dry. He took a teacup from Jin Ming's hand and took a sip, and then continued, "The temple in Xitou was built to commemorate the monsters that killed the Japanese. However, in the end, the monsters did not appear again, and this matter was forgotten."

"The chickens in the yard look the same after death as the chickens that died in our village back then. It is certain that when it comes back, we must put some livestock in the temple, otherwise something big will happen." The elderly man begged to the village chief.

"Uncle Fifth, when my father went there, he left me a picture. He said it was the monster. On the picture, the monster had three wolfdogs' heads, scales on its body, and snake's tail. Is that like this?" Ye Xiaoxian asked with some fear in his eyes.

"Yes, that's it." The old man said in a trembling voice.

Hearing the village chief's description, Ye Xiaofeng couldn't help but think of a monster, the three-headed dog in hell, which was a monster in ancient Greek mythology. It was born to the ancestor of all demons, Difeng and the snake-body monster Erkedena. It was a monster guarding the gate of hell. It was not allowed to have souls out of hell, nor was anyone allowed to break in.

Is there really a monster like that? If not, how did Grandpa Fifth know what the monster looks like? It wouldn't have been fabricated by him after reading Greek mythology. It's impossible. Grandpa Fifth was illiterate and everyone in the village knew about it at this time, Ye Xiaofeng thought to himself.

"Xiaoxian, I must give the live livestock in the temple tonight, otherwise something will really happen." The old man's body seemed to have become much weaker, trembling, and his eyes were filled with the light of prayer.

"Uncle Fifth, don't worry, I know what to do." Ye Xiaoxian said quickly, his eyes full of firm light.

I'm afraid that almost no one except the village chief and Ye Yizhen believed what the old man said just now. After all, everyone is educated at least, and no one believes in such superstition. After all, this matter sounds a bit ridiculous.

At this time, a police car came outside, and everyone in the house heard the sound of the car. Looking through the window, four policemen walked in. Except for Ye Jinming and the old man, everyone walked out.

"Brother-in-law, is this what you mean by the dead chicken?" A policeman about 27 or 28 pointed at the chicken on the ground and looked at Zhang Baoyou and asked. He was Zhang Baoyou's wife's brother-in-law, Li Jun.

"Yes, in addition to these chickens, there is also the black liquid at the door of the chicken coop. It is highly poisonous. Xiaojun, please be sure to find out this (5) thing." Zhang Baoyou said.

"Okay, brother-in-law, we will definitely find out." The policeman named Xiaojun agreed.

"Do you have any clues?" asked a policeman who came with Xiaojun.

"That's it." The village chief went up and said in a complete manner what the old man said just now, and said that he suspected that it was done by the monster on the mountain.

These policemen have been to school and have a high level of education. They are naturally familiar with Greek mythology. After hearing this, they smiled.

"Then you put some livestock in the temple and get up tomorrow to see if this happens." The middle-aged policeman said, who just regarded the village chief's words as a joke.

At this time, a policeman brought a glove to collect all the black liquid and put the chicken in a transparent bag.

"Okay, let's go back and study the cause of their deaths first, and we'll deal with this later." The middle-aged policeman said.

Then the four policemen left hurriedly again.

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