I lived with my grandfather guarding the sheep pen. He supported the family by feasting on raw meat and selling sheep skins, and the skinniest goat in the cage was always secretly fed by me. But what the old monk said when he was begging for alms sent shivers down my spine - he said that the lamb was a man-eating sheep and asked grandpa to deal with it quickly! Grandpa scolded the monk and even got angry at me, but strange things happened one after another. The lamb opened the lock like a human and fled into the mountains, and even ate all the sheep in the yard. Three months later, the Goat Festival is approaching. Grandpa is happily waiting to make money, but someone suddenly disappears in the village. The escaped man-eating goat may have already targeted the villagers!
