Everyone's eyes were fixed on the human corpse hanging flayed on the rack.
Fresh blood dripped from the corpse's toes, pooling on the ground into a small puddle of blood, indicating that he was slaughtered less than three hours ago as there were no signs of it drying out.
The group immediately began looking around, searching for the shadow of the butcher.
Baa!
A sudden bleat of a sheep came from the front right.
The group turned their heads and saw, about twenty meters away, a shed covered with a straw-roofed shelter, blocked by a wooden door, preventing any view inside.
Xia Hongyao immediately ran over and pushed the door open.
Baa!
With the bleating sound, the stench of sheep manure hit them right in the face.
"It's a sheepfold!"
Xia Hongyao quickly counted: "There are about sixty or seventy sheep!"
