Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 1179 - 374 Attracted Big Trouble_2

Chapter 1179: Chapter 374 Attracted Big Trouble_2

"Snap!"

A crisp sound entered everyone’s ears, and they looked in the direction from which the sound originated, staring blankly.

There, a massive owl perched atop a tall cabinet, its sharp eagle eyes coldly fixed on them. Fresh blood dripped slowly from its talons onto the ground, staining the floor beneath where two bloody orbs lay—Manager Gou’s eyes that the owl had just gouged out!

"Spirits seeking revenge—spirits coming for retribution! The vengeful ghosts have come—vengeful ghosts have arrived—"

In the crowd, someone shouted, waking everyone from their stupor, but under the icy gaze of the owl, no one dared to move an inch.

...

Before the dawn of the next day, word of a bizarre and frightful event swept through the town, causing the speakers to shake with fear, a panic-stricken terror; listeners’ hair stood on end, nearly propelling them to flee.

"My goodness, such a sin! Inside, children cried every day; I thought they were simply unable to eat and missed their parents. Who could have imagined it was that conscienceless monster harming them? Now, finally, he got his comeuppance from the vengeful spirits of the wrongfully dead, dying with his eyes wide open—served him right!" Outside the textile mill, a woman spat her words at the unknowing onlookers, her tone a mix of revulsion and schadenfreude.

"Enough already, respect the dead—the man’s gone, so hold your tongue," an onlooker interrupted, waving his hand, no longer wanting to hear the woman’s shrill voice.

"Hmph, could that kind of conscienceless monster even be called human?" The woman, displeased, planted her hands on her hips and pointed at the interrupter in rebuke: "If I had known what he was up to, I’d have slipped a few poisonous snakes in there myself—wouldn’t have let him harm so many innocent children."

Upon hearing this, the man’s face paled, cautioning, "Don’t go around spouting nonsense. Be careful you don’t get reported to the authorities and have the blame cast upon you. I think this might be the deed of a person. If there really were vengeful spirits seeking revenge, why didn’t they come earlier to claim it?"

"Man’s doing?" The woman sneered, paying no mind to the caution, "Maybe you should try catching some poisonous snakes and ordering them to bite the bad guys! I’ve heard those snakes are exceptionally venomous. People who’ve seen them say they’ve never seen the likes before and can’t even identify them. Also, that owl that dug out a man’s eyes—you think it eats snakes, right? But it doesn’t touch the poisonous ones; it specifically seeks revenge. If it’s not transformed by spirits, how could it be so clever?"

At that, the man fell silent. Who would have thought an owl that ate snakes would team up with its natural enemy to deal with a wicked person? Other than the possibility that they were transformed from vengeful spirits intent on exacting revenge, he couldn’t conceive a more plausible explanation.

Conversations like this echoed in every street and alleyway. These were not fabrications; they were unanimous reports from the workers of the textile mill, and what could be more convincing than what one had seen with their own eyes?

For nearly two hundred mill workers, last night’s event was nothing short of a nightmare. They were so terrified by the nightmare that they dared not move an inch.

Only when the sky began to lighten and the owl, along with the poisonous snakes, left under their horrified gazes, did the workers snap out of their trance. Some called for a doctor, others reported to the government office, and the rest, too frightened to stay inside, ran onto the streets shivering, spreading the terrifying events that unfolded in the mill as if doing so would dispel the fear in their hearts.

The workers were equally afraid that the owl and snakes, transformed from the wronged spirits, would come to take revenge on them, for at the time when the children were suffering inhuman abuse, not a single person had the courage to step forward to save the poor children.

Jinxiu Textile had a reputation at the Government Office. As soon as the Government Official on night duty heard that there had been an incident and someone died, he rushed to report it. Soon, the head of the Government Office sent more than ten constables, who carried Fourth Master Shi’s body to the Government Office. All the workers were taken into custody as well, including Manager Gou, who was receiving medical treatment for his eyes. After his empty eye sockets were bandaged, he too was taken away by the waiting constables.

In Liu Yang Village, Mo Yan was rewarding her hardworking owl with the tenderest chicken breast, completely oblivious to the events that had unfolded in Jing City. The owl, refined by the Spirit Spring Water, had grown much larger than usual, close to one meter long. When it spread its wings soaring through the sky, it was hard to tell whether it was an owl or the more ferocious harrier.