The voice was very unfamiliar, and Luoyang had no impression of it. The voice aroused his vigilance. Before he could decide whether to respond, the other party said something else.
"Is Mr. Luo at home?" The visitor spoke with an authentic Central Plains accent.
"Who is it?" Luoyang asked, and his supersensory perception enveloped him silently.
"I'm from this village, they all call me Lao Liu," the visitor said.
Luoyang didn't sense that the other party had spiritual power, so he stepped forward and opened the door.
Standing at the door was an honest, middle-aged man with dark skin, perhaps because he had been farming for many years, and holding a scroll in his big, rough hand.
That scroll seems familiar!
Luoyang suddenly became nervous and instinctively stepped back.
However, the scroll was not opened.
A villager who called himself "Lao Liu" asked curiously: "Why are you so afraid?"
Luoyang stopped and realized that if the scroll was Su Dongshan's picture of a beautiful woman taking a bath, he would have sensed spiritual energy and mana just now, but he did not sense it.
Villager Liu was a little unhappy: "You are so strange. I won't eat you. What are you afraid of? Well, someone asked me to send you this painting. Do you want it? If not, I will take it back."
Used as toilet paper."
"Sorry, you look like one of my creditors and scared me."
Old Liu was delighted: "Hey! That's really a coincidence."
Luoyang walked over and took the scroll: "Thank you."
"What is that?" Lao Liu was surprised and curious when he saw the Heavenly King's Gate in the house.
Luoyang stood in front of him: "I'm broadcasting live. By the way, what does the person who asked you to bring me the scroll look like?"
"A child who looks like... Hey, why can't I remember exactly where he came from?" Lao Liu patted his forehead. It felt like a certain line was short-circuited and he needed to pat it to connect it.
"Is there anything else? If not, please come back." Luoyang said.
"No more." Lao Liu turned and left, keeping one hand on his forehead, muttering as he walked, "It's strange, I can see clearly, how come I have forgotten what that child looks like?"
Luoyang said: "Uncle Liu, did you encounter something unclean?"
"Ah?" Lao Liu looked back, looked nervous, and shouted, "Don't scare people in broad daylight.
What bad luck, bah!”
The old man walked faster.
What Luoyang wanted was for him to leave quickly, otherwise he wouldn't have tried to scare people like this.
Luoyang closed the door and opened the scroll.
The painting showed a tree without leaves, with several hanged people hanging on the crooked branches. Luoyang looked carefully at the faces of the characters, and his scalp suddenly went cold at the sight.
The people hanging from the tree in the painting are his family of four, him and his three women.
At the foot of the tree stood a man in red clothes, a dog, and a fox. The dog was lying on the ground, with a pool of scarlet blood under its head.
This painting was painted by Su Dongshan, which is a very strong signal.
Su Dongshan already knew that the watchdog was dead, otherwise he wouldn't have painted it like this.
A family of four in Luoyang hanged from a tree. Su Dongshan wanted to take revenge on him, and it would happen soon.
"The watchdog died in the Dragon Cave in the Cave Heaven Secret Realm. How did the old prostitute know about it? Now that he knows about the watchdog, will he know the secrets of the four dragon children? If he knows...
..." The more Luoyang thought about it, the more frightened he became, and a few beads of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
etc!
Luoyang pulled his thoughts back from fear: "Su Dongshan is the gatekeeper, and Tetsuo is his watchdog. There must be some connection between the two. When the watchdog died, Su Dongshan felt something
, this is also a normal situation. Su Dongshan does not dare to come out of Huajing City rashly, he cannot stand the poison of desire in the Middle-earth world, and if the watchdog dies, he will have a broken leg! "
Thinking of this, Luoyang relaxed a lot.
"If Su Dongshan can get someone to send this painting to threaten me, then he can have someone bring the picture of Beauty Leaving Bath to this village. Maybe the picture of Beauty Leaving Bath is nearby, or it may even be in this village.
If he wants to kill me or capture me, then he must let Huajing City come here and open the barrier like he did in Xucheng last time. If I hide in the dragon cave and Huajing City comes, I will open the Heavenly King here.
Is the doorway still there?" Thinking of this, Luoyang suddenly had a plan in his mind.
The villager Lao Liu who brought the scroll had not gone far when a voice came from behind him.
"Uncle, wait a moment."
Old Liu turned around and saw that handsome young man.
Luoyang strode over with a smile on his face: "Uncle, how many people are there in your village?"
"Why do you ask this?" Lao Liu was a little curious, with a look in his eyes
A hint of caution.
Luoyang said with a smile: "I want to organize a charity event. I will pay for it. Every person in your village, including the elderly and children, counts as one. You leave this village and go to a hotel in the city to stay for three days. All expenses are included, every day."
Each person is offered a salary of 500 yuan, what do you think?"
Old Liu looked confused: "Young man, are you kidding me?"
Luoyang put away his smile and said seriously: "I'm not joking. If you are willing, I will hire you from now on and give you a salary of 1,000 yuan a day. What do you think?"
"Okay!" Lao Liu suddenly became excited, but this thing was too outrageous after all. He then added, "If you give me a thousand yuan first, I will believe you."
"Wait for me, I'll go back to the house and give you some money." Luoyang turned around and went back.
Old Liu looked at Luoyang's back and murmured quietly: "This young man may have been stimulated by something, and his mind is a little abnormal. How can such a good thing happen these days?"
Luoyang came out soon, holding a stack of old people's heads in his hand, and stuffed it directly into Lao Liu's hand: "This is three thousand yuan, your three days' salary."
"Ouch, haha... I said it first, I won't retreat." Old Liu dipped his fingers on the tip of his tongue and began to count the money. Just now he wondered if Luoyang's brain had been stimulated, but now even if Luoyang is diagnosed
He doesn't care about being crazy anymore.
Luoyang smiled and said: "Uncle, after you count the money, go and call the village chief, talk to him about this matter, and ask him to come to me, and I will talk to him about the charity activities."
"Okay, haha, I'll go after counting the money." Old Liu dipped his finger on his tongue again and counted the money he just counted again.
Luoyang stopped urging him. If he interrupted the old man from counting the money, the old man would definitely count it all over again.
After counting the money, Old Liu said with a smile on his wrinkled face: "That's right, 3,000 yuan. I'll go find our village chief right away."
Luoyang nodded: "Go."
Old Liu took two steps and then turned around: "It's 500 yuan per person per day, including the elderly and children, right?"
Luoyang nodded again: "Yes, it all counts."
Old Liu trotted away.
An hour later, he came over with a large group of people, and their faces were filled with smiles as if they were seeing relatives...