This is what my grandmother told me when I was a kid. It may not be very nice. It is a story about jackal.
My grandmother is from Wuhan Huangpi. It turned out that the place was full of mountains, with wild dogs, leopards, and other ferocious beasts. One day, a hunter saw a big jackal and then fired a shot. As a result, the jackal glanced back at him and ran away suddenly.
Then the hunter hurried to chase and ran under a large rock. I saw an old lady sitting there rubbing her feet and moaning while rubbing…
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The hunter asked, “What’s wrong with your feet, old lady?” The old lady looked at A glance at this hunter. So he said, “I don’t know which unscrupulous bastard has limped my feet.” The hunter froze when he heard it. Then I felt cold all over and couldn’t move.
Then the old lady turned into a big dog and threw at him…
Soon after, the passerby was under a big rock Found a pile of flesh.
I also heard from my grandmother that there was a big pit in the mountain there for no reason. It is said that something was cultivated in it and then ran out and left, that’s all.