[Ox-head... Ox-head Shrine... the head of an ox?]
Fang Zong stared at the bull-head statue above the shrine, his mind racing, and suddenly laughed.
Just as Master Wang said, before he came, Master Wang had given him three addresses, all of which were places guarded by Japanese samurai at the first or second level of the Dharma Gate.
Unfortunately, it's inconvenient for him to go to the inland areas of the Japanese islands.
Of course, besides those three, there are some other scattered pieces of information.
For example, the head of the ox!
Fang Zong's eyes lit up: "If it's the head of that man-eating bull, then we've hit the jackpot."
Ninth Sister asked, "What man-eating bull's head?"
Fang Zong explained, "Japan used to be very poor. Those who could afford to eat rice were landlords, and those who could eat a small fish were rich. So when there was a famine, it wasn't surprising that cannibalism was happening."
Ninth Sister stuck out her tongue: "Ptooey, eating people is disgusting!"
Fang Zong laughed and said, "It's normal to be hungry."
Hunger is the most terrible demon. Not to mention Japan, even in the eastern countries, there have been tragic cases of people exchanging children to eat and cooking by breaking up human remains.
However, compared to the story of the Ox-Head, the famine in the East was more helpless, and the tragedy also highlighted the humanity within it.
Because of the incident involving the head of the cow, there was absolutely no humanity involved!
Living and dead, everyone!
There wasn't a single glimmer of humanity in them!
Fang Zongdao said, "The head of the ox is guarded by an Onmyoji from Japan. Let me check the information. Hmm, this Onmyoji's title is Moon Scattering Star Blade, which is somewhat similar to my magic blade Shattering Star. His real name is also recorded. He is called Kitachi no Kami. He is a veteran level 1 magic user and may have already been promoted to level 2 magic user."
As he spoke, Fang Zong began to think.
Ninth Sister asked, "Shall we get away?"
Fang Zong shook his head.
If, just if, this really is the 'head of the ox', then avoiding it would be a bit like 'if you don't take what God has given you, you'll suffer the consequences'?
Bei Chi Shou is a veteran level 1 magic user, so he has a 60-70% chance of winning. Even if he is a level 2 magic user, he is still a newcomer and may not be able to defeat him in a one-on-one fight.
If he can't win, can't he just run away?
It would be even more interesting if Bei Chi Shou were to hunt him down in the city!
Fang Zong said excitedly, "Let's take a look first."
As he spoke, Fang Zong unleashed his true yang energy, and his dark, pure pupils suddenly released a point of pure cyan light.
In his eyes, this shrine was not a standalone entity, but rather a very small part of the whole, roughly one-thirtieth.
Having slightly sensed the flow of energy, Fang Zong headed straight west, stopping seventeen miles away.
Ninth Sister exclaimed in surprise, "There's a bull's head here too!"
Fang Zong nodded and walked to the back of the Ox-Head Shrine.
There are characters engraved on the back, which should be Japanese, because Fang Zong can see some characters that are very similar to Chinese characters.
A people without their own writing system steals other people's writing systems, and ends up with something neither fish nor fowl!
Fang Zong simply took out his phone, took a picture, and automatically translated it.
It is indeed Japanese, and in a style that even 21st-century Japanese people don't recognize—it's the script that evolved from the original stolen Chinese characters.
The first sentence is the preface.
It says on it:
After hearing my story, you'll know what horror really is!
My story was published during the Edo period. Because it was so terrifying, many readers went mad from the shock, and some even died, causing chaos in society. Therefore, the Edo period considered my story taboo and burned all remaining copies to prevent its circulation.
Nowadays, many people who know the story have died from fright due to its terrifying content, and fewer and fewer people who have heard the story are still alive.
Moreover, they will eventually be devoured by me!
Then, that's it.
Fang Zong lit a cigarette with a sigh, took a puff, and walked toward the second shrine he sensed.
There is a lot of text on this piece, but it does not clearly indicate whether it was a cannibalism incident, nor can it be determined whether it is the head of the cattle in the sealed-off area.
If it weren't the place where the leader of the bulls was located, but rather a place suppressed by a level three, four, or even five expert, and he rashly barged in, perhaps... someone would actually be carrying a nuclear warhead to blow up Mount Fuji.
If it weren't for the cost of his life, just thinking about it would be extremely terrifying.
The second piece:
Did you know that thirty years ago, a middle school teacher heard my story? He was taking his students on a trip, and bored on the tour bus, he suggested that the students take turns telling scary stories. Of course, this was something I did intentionally to influence him.
The whole class has already spoken, so when it's his turn, he'll naturally have to speak for me.
After saying just one sentence, the students screamed in fright, and some even covered their ears to avoid hearing it.
He ignored the students' overreaction and continued telling my story. After he finished, the bus suddenly came to an abrupt stop, and he noticed that most of the students on board had fainted, their eyes rolled back in their heads. Knowing he had caused an accident, he immediately told the driver to take him to the hospital. However, when he saw the driver's appearance, he was even more shocked and was immediately jolted awake.
Even the driver was terrified; his seat was covered in cold sweat, and his hands were shaking uncontrollably. He told him he could no longer drive...
Now, do you know how terrifying I am?
Fang Zong: "...I know your grandma's legs!"
With a decisive slap, he broke the shrine in half.
As Fang Zong watched the shrine begin to recover under the strange power, his temper became even more volatile.
I ran over ten miles and read two inscriptions, and all I saw was you bragging!
Horror? Horror my ass!
Fang Zong suppressed his anger and walked towards the third shrine.
[This story begins when I ate the first person, and continues until I ate everyone else...]
Upon reading just this one sentence, Fang Zong suddenly burst into laughter.
The head of the ox!
Absolutely the best of the best!
You think you, a mere second-stage level 2 ghost with the Heaven-Turning Technique, can show off to me? Do you know that if no one were guarding you, I wouldn't even bother reading the first inscription?
Without saying a word, Fang Zong stomped his foot.
With a loud 'bang,' the shrine shattered into dust.
The ground beneath Fang Zong's feet suddenly cracked open, like a spider web, spreading outwards for a radius of a hundred meters before collapsing with a clamor.
It was as if Fang Zong had suddenly fallen into an abyss...
A dark place, which does not exist in the human world.
Two people were sitting in the shrine that enshrines a statue that looks like a giant lucky cat.
One of them is Yasuo, wielding a long sword, always exuding a cool and arrogant aura;
The man opposite him appeared to be middle-aged, wearing a narrow-sleeved robe reminiscent of an Onmyoji, which made him look even thinner and more like a skeleton. His face was covered in makeup, a mixture of red and white.
Yasuo asked coldly, "Father, when can I leave?"
"Once you've fully grasped the Wind God Sect's 'Gale Wind Destiny Technique,' what are those suit-wearing thugs compared to you?"
Bei Chi Shou took a sip of the tea made from powder and changed his mind, saying, "No, it should be our Yin Yang Sect's 'Eternal Wind Immortal God-Slaying Technique'."
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