It’s Wedding Day, And You’re Telling Me That My Wife’s A Demon? - Chapter 12

Chapter 12: Fanged Bat Blood Bathing The Pig Pen

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

On the same day, in the chief’s office.

As soon as Su Ming left the Spirit Energy Bureau, the chief called Wang Gang into his office.

“Wang Gang, Su Ming has already become a member of our Spirit Energy Bureau. Although he is only an off-duty employee, he has just arrived. There are many things that he doesn’t know yet, so he needs you to bring him along. You can bring him along to some simple scenes, but if it’s too dangerous, don’t bring him along for now.”

The bureau chief explained to Wang Gang happily.

Wang Gang, on the other hand, was a hundred times more unwilling. He looked at the bureau chief expressionlessly.

“In addition, Su Ming wants us to send him the news every time we have an extraordinaire beast.”

“This request is really strange. Although his spirit energy is very high, his combat ability and experience in dealing with exotic beasts shouldn’t be enough. We still have to protect him in the early stages.”

The bureau chief muttered to himself.

When Wang Gang heard the news that Su Ming wanted the exotic beasts’ news, his eyes immediately lit up.

His eyes narrowed strangely, and a plan appeared in Wang Gang’s mind.

…

The next evening, at the farm on the outskirts of the city.

The setting sun used its remaining radiance to color the clouds around it, making them not as white and flawless as before but more colorful.

They changed from purple to red, from red to orange, from orange to yellow…

This farm was located on the outskirts of the city in the mountains and forests, raising nearly a hundred piglets, thousands of chickens, and some other livestock.

The whole city’s meat and eggs were basically supplied by this farm.

The farmer had just finished tidying up the yard and looked up at the golden sunset in the sky and then looked at the piglets in the pigpen with fat heads and big ears.

Thinking that tomorrow was the day when the slaughterhouse would come to collect the pork and there were now 40 to 50 piglets in the pigpen that could be sold for cash, the farmer went back to his room with a satisfied humming.

Not long after the farmer entered the room, the sky, which was still under the sunlight, suddenly became dark, as if it was covered by a black net.

The black net was made up of 30 to 40 fanged bats. Each bat was completely black and was dozens of times larger than an ordinary bat.

The wingspan of a fanged bat was 3 to 4 meters long, and its huge claws were as sharp as an eagle’s claws.

Looking at the bat from the front was like looking at a wild boar’s face.

On the face of the wild boar, which was full of black fur, were scarlet eyes, huge nostrils, and fangs as thick as an arm!

The bats circled above the farm for a short while, and suddenly, as if they were in a formation, they sped up and rushed towards the pigsty.

The piglets, who were lying in the pigsty and about to sleep, were frightened by the black shadows rushing towards them. They fled in all directions and let out miserable shrieks.

However, each fanged bat had already locked onto its target based on the sound. It pounced towards the piglet, and its huge claws instantly grabbed onto the piglet’s back. The piglets were unable to move and were eaten by the bats.

At this moment, the entire pigpen was instantly covered by fanged bats. Looking down from the sky, one could not see a piglet at all. Instead, it was a pitch-black patch of giant bats that were tearing down on the pig meat.

The pigpen instantly became a river of blood.

Not long after, the fanged bats seemed to have eaten their fill. They raised their huge wings that were harder than steel, flapped them twice, and flew away.

In an instant, the entire farm returned to peace. There was no sound of the piglets, and the farm was even calmer than before, as if nothing had happened.

The process of the fanged bats catching the piglets was like lightning. It came and went so quickly that no one had time to react.

…

Early the next morning, the farm owner’s worker got up early, thinking of counting the piglets that had grown up so that the people from the slaughterhouse could collect them.

However, when he arrived in front of the pigsty, he was stunned by the scene before him.

There were thirty to forty piglets, and they were all large piglets that had grown up. Their corpses were strewn all over the ground. The meat of each piglet was almost completely torn and eaten by the ferocious beasts, revealing their white bones.

The ground in the pigsty was covered in dark red pig blood. The organs of the piglets and the bones of the piglets were mixed in a bloody mess. The scene was very tragic.

The worker standing in front of the pigpen was also nauseated by the smell of blood.

“There… There’s a monster!” The worker ran back to call for help, almost crying. Before he reached the yard, his legs went weak, and he fell at the door.

The farmer who heard the crying rushed out to see what had happened. He only saw the worker who had fallen in the yard. He was so scared that he was crying.

He asked the worker urgently.

“Don’t cry yet! Speak, What’s wrong? What happened?”

At this moment, the worker could not speak at all. He could only point his finger in the direction of the pigsty, and then, he fainted.

The farmer rushed to the pigsty. Seeing the scene in front of him, the farmer wanted to cry but had no tears. However, he was more afraid.

The farmer, who was about to collapse, called the police.

Not long after, a police car and a black car stopped at the entrance of the farm.

Three policemen got out of the police car.

A man in black got out of the black car.

This man in black was the monk. The Spirit Energy Office sent him to assist the police in investigating this matter.

The police received a call from the farmer. After listening to his description, they knew that this incident was not as simple as a beast attack, so they reported it to the Spirit Energy Bureau.

When Wang Gang received the notice, he immediately arranged for the monk to come to the scene to investigate and collect evidence.

The four of them had just walked to the front of the pigsty when the three police officers were stunned by the scene in front of them. The piglets that were strewn all over the ground were badly mutilated.

“Mr. Song, look at this… this… Isn’t this too tragic?! This bite mark is almost as thick as my arm!” (The monk’s name is Song Yu.)

One of the police saw the scene in front of him and couldn’t remain calm anymore. He asked the monk with a shocked expression.

The monk didn’t say anything. He looked at the tragic scene in front of him with a solemn expression.

He walked around the pigsty and took out his phone to take a few photos.

He also found some black fur in the gap between the fences of the pigsty.

The monk picked up the black fur and looked at it carefully. It was dark black and smooth to the touch, but it didn’t look like a bird’s feather because every fiber was as long as the palm of the monk’s hand.

With the monk’s many years of experience in the Spirit Energy Bureau, he knew that this was the work of a monster that had absorbed spiritual power and mutated, but he didn’t know exactly what it was.

Seeing that the outer perimeter of the pigsty wasn’t damaged, he could infer that this mutated beast must have descended from the sky.

The monk raised his head to look at the sky, but he didn’t find anything unusual. It was just that the branches of the trees in the upper part of the forest next to the farm were tilted as if they had been squeezed by something when it flew past.

The Spirit Energy Bureau had dealt with mutated beasts attacking livestock or people before.

But it was the first time that the monk had seen such a large number and such a tragic scene.

This matter was very important, so the monk didn’t stay for long. He took photos of the scene and sped back to the Spirit Energy Bureau.