Shortly after, Don Julio’s cattle began disappearing. Then, his workers refused to enter the rice paddies at noon. They claimed that when the heat was most unbearable, a massive bull would appear, standing perfectly still. If a farmer approached, the bull didn’t charge—it simply walked through them.
The story goes that there was a Cabeza de Barangay (village chief) named Don Julio who was obsessed with owning the entirety of the valley between two rivers. His neighbor, an old arborist (herbalist and spirit medium), refused to sell his ten hectares of ancestral land, where a sacred balete tree stood. bilara toro
Next time you find yourself on a dusty Visayan road, and the sun is directly overhead, and the heat waves start to dance—look closely. If you see two red dots staring out from the mirage that don't quite reflect the light... drive faster. And don't look in the rearview mirror. Shortly after, Don Julio’s cattle began disappearing