A Real Legend

This is a story I heard from my mother about her uncle. My mother's uncle was in what is now China during the war. According to my mother, he was the type of person who would 'walk around with his chest puffed out,' as they used to say. Like a yakuza type? I'm writing this because it's a story my uncle said he actually saw in China. There's a common 'bell story' in Chinese ghost tales, but my uncle's version goes like this: 'Long ago, a craftsman was ordered to make a bell. He kept failing, so he consulted a fortune teller, who said, "The bell wants the blood of gold, silver, and bronze…" The craftsman had three daughters. When they heard their father's words, the daughters jumped into the furnace to help make the bell. And so, the bell was completed.' My mother asked, 'Did you see the bell?' My uncle said he saw it there. When my mother asked, 'Was it different somehow?' he replied, 'It was different. You could tell immediately. There were clumps of blood everywhere.'