Fucui Road.
This is a path full of humanity.
Tall plane trees are planted on both sides.
Most of the houses on the roadside are full of historical connotations.
The architectural style is very different from other places in Qinghu City.
Few people know that this is the place with the highest housing prices in Qinghu City.
A three-story building can be sold for tens of millions.
Of course, this price is considered a very good deal by many buyers.
After all, many high-ranking officials, celebrities, and even wealthy businessmen from foreign countries lived in the ancient houses on this road in history.
In addition, there are also some ancient houses that have not been sold, but are used for other purposes, such as building memorial halls.
At this moment, in a large house near the east, a tour guide wearing a red hat is leading a group of tourists to visit the hall:
"...This mansion is the residence of Liu Hanxu, one of the most famous painters in modern times. In addition to being a master of painting, she is also an extremely famous collector.
A large part of the reason why Liu Hanxu was able to leave so many fine paintings to be handed down to the world was to make money to buy other collections. Even because of her hobby, many traders named her to paint paintings for exchange, which can be regarded as a deal. Nice talk.
What we are visiting today are the many collections collected by Liu Hanxu, all of which were donated by her descendants, so these precious collections can be seen by us..."
The group of tourists with red hats followed the tour guide and gradually walked inside to visit the collections placed everywhere.
At the tail of the crowd, a young man was strolling forward, but instead of following the tourists in, he turned to the right where there was a chain blocking the area that was forbidden to visit.
The security guard on the side saw this and reflexively wanted to step forward to stop him. However, his eyes were dazed, but he walked up to help open the chain for him to enter.
Su Mo pushed open the heavy mahogany door, walked in, walked along the downward stairs, and soon came to a grand renovated basement.
The two sides of the basement are filled with many cultural relics, including exquisite porcelain, framed paintings and calligraphy, etc. There is even a dated pottery figurine standing in the corner.
Su Mo stepped forward, but someone was already approaching him. It was Liu Wushuang, who had ordered pork knuckle rice many times and worked under Wei Cang.
At this moment, Su Mo's information had been leaked all over the place. Liu Wushuang felt more than respect for this peak powerhouse whom he had met several times before, but he was more curious.
However, she did not express her thoughts in public, but greeted her warmly:
"I have received the news about the formation from the bureau. I didn't expect Mr. Su to come so quickly. I haven't sorted out my things yet, so it may take a while."
"It doesn't matter."
Su Mo replied with a smile, and then said:
"By the way, I was very surprised when I came in. Why did you choose to set up the post under this memorial hall? Don't you think this place is inconvenient for movement?"
"There's nothing we can do about it."
Liu Wushuang smiled bitterly and replied:
"You also know that this road is full of priceless ancient houses. The people who live there are either rich or noble. There are also collection institutions like Liu Hanxu Memorial Hall. Therefore, in the past, people who used extraordinary powers often encountered people here. Low-level practitioners who came to steal.
In order to put an end to this situation, we set up an outpost here very early. Among them, this collection hall often welcomes pickpockets, so we set it up here. Even the manpower here is more than elsewhere. "
Su Mo thought about it carefully and suddenly felt a little funny——
An ordinary person finally stepped into the world of spiritual practice and prepared to use his extraordinary power to quickly make a sum of money to improve his life. By chance, he set his sights on the Liu Hanxu Memorial Hall, especially the area that was forbidden to visit, in the dead of night. He came to steal high-value collections at night, and then ran into the Civil Security Bureau's post.
Although this kind of petty theft doesn't seem like a big deal, if the collections are accidentally injured during the fight, the loss will be difficult to estimate. It's no wonder that the Civil Security Bureau will set up a special post here.
After roughly understanding the reason, Liu Wushuang took the initiative to act as a tour guide to prevent Su Mo from getting bored, introducing him to the indoor collections that were not on display, which greatly enriched his knowledge of the collections.
After a brief tour of the basement, the storage room specially used for setting up formations was also thoroughly cleaned.
When Su Mo came to the small storage room, he drew and carved the corresponding formation nodes on the ground without any nonsense.
Originally, there was no need for him to do this personally. Even the agreement he reached with the Civil Security Bureau did not include this provision.
However, Su Mo still thought that he could learn something from the formation, so he came here in person. Anyway, he would always encounter various formations in the future, and there would be no harm in studying more.
Time passed by minute by second, and soon Su Mo finished the arrangement.
Liu Wushuang and others who were watching the whole process were quite surprised to see the formation on the ground.
Su Mo turned to them and said:
"You guys need to teleport back to the headquarters first to see if there is any problem with this formation. If there is no problem, I will go to the next place."
Immediately, a member of the Civil Security Bureau stepped forward and entered the center of the small moving formation.
The formation's light flickered slightly, and there was no trace of that person.
And a dozen seconds later, he reappeared on the same spot, with a look of surprise and ecstasy on his face:
"Success! I just returned to the headquarters to register!"
Hearing this, Liu Wushuang and others suddenly beamed with joy.
But soon he said hesitantly:
"When I went there, I heard that there were also successful cases on the other two sides. Only Director Wei Cangwei seemed to have something wrong and couldn't contact the other party. The bureau has sent people over to check the situation."
The expressions of Liu Wushuang and others changed immediately.
When Su Mo heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
The team can't be contacted. This problem can be big or small. Maybe it's in a foreign land, maybe it's fighting, maybe it's in a state where it can't make a sound. In short, there are many possibilities.
He checked Jiang Renchang's true spirit and found nothing strange and no intention of defecting.
In fact, if the problem was really caused by Jiang Renchang, he would be prompted immediately.
But now it seems that their team may have encountered an accident.
Because even the contact from Jiang Renchang was very weak.
This shows that either there is some kind of estrangement between the other party and him, or that his consciousness has been severely damaged, or both.
But no matter which possibility it is, the consequences are quite serious.
After all, there are currently few people in Qinghu City who can stabilize Jiang Renchang.
And to be able to put the other party into a critical situation without asking for help in such a short period of time, I am afraid that even if the Civil Security Bureau sends people there, it may not be able to solve it.
Just as Su Mo was thinking, a commotion suddenly appeared on the monitoring screen not far away.
The commotion spread rapidly in all directions, like a contagion.
The crowd screamed, pushed, and fled in all directions, as if they were being chased by dangerous beasts.
Liu Wushuang and others were worthy of being well-trained elites, and they immediately started taking action.
But when they went to find Su Mo, they had already disappeared.
at the same time.
In the master bedroom on the second floor of the memorial hall.
Some tourists wearing red hats were retreating crazily.
The strange thing is that there is nothing weird visible to the naked eye in the house.
On the contrary, it looks very ordinary, and the overall decoration is extremely simple.
But there were several tourists sleeping on the ground.
One of them probably just fell down, his body was still twitching, but he soon stopped moving.
But if you look closely, you will find that they are not dead, but have fallen into a deep sleep.
However, it is foreseeable that if so many people fall down at once, it will inevitably cause panic among the people around them, and then lead to chaos.
An elderly tourist was about to cross the threshold when something seemed to catch up with him, making him feel dizzy.
And just when he was about to fall to the ground under the influence of power, suddenly, a young man's figure appeared next to him.
Su Mo raised his hand and swung forward. With one slap, a crisp explosion sounded in the air.
As the voice fell, the old man felt that his consciousness was returning quickly.
Putting the old man on the seat aside, Su Mo walked inside.
His eyes wandered around the room for a while, and soon fell on a painting on the bedside table.
The painting looked very strange, with a domineering demon directly above it.
It has three faces, the middle one is a human face with a crown, the left one is a cow face with a ring on the nose, and the right one is a dog face with two pairs of yellow pupils.
Underneath these three faces is a body that looks like a rock, with two wide bat wings behind it, and the claws on the edges look extremely sharp.
Further down, there is no lower body, but a blazing red flame, gradually getting smaller from top to bottom, until it turns into sporadic embers.
Under the remaining fire, there was a set of ritual objects mixed with flesh, blood and flesh. In front of the objects, there were countless believers wearing black robes with fanatical expressions.
The brush strokes used to draw this painting are delicate and realistic. At first glance, it looks like it is real. Standing close to it, you can feel the warmth and endless enthusiasm inside.
Especially after looking at it, your eyes will soon be drawn to the demon above, and you can actually feel some kind of kindness from the human face in the center.
But this kindness brought about a deeper sleepiness, as if he was going to fall asleep on the spot.
"snort!"
After figuring out the source of the matter, Su Mo just snorted coldly, and the rare fine painting made a cracking sound on the spot.
Countless cracks were revealed on the painting. Against the background of the many cracks, the expressions of the men in black robes looked particularly ferocious.
Even the devil's face that had a kind expression before now revealed the ultimate cruelty and viciousness.
Su Mo looked at the painting with a slightly strange expression.
During the previous chat with Liu Wushuang, he already knew that this painting was the last work Liu Hanxu painted during his lifetime.
It is said that in her later years, her personality changed drastically and she became moody. She chattered all day and night, always saying some words that outsiders could not understand.
Until later, she immersed herself in the studio and spent nearly a month creating this [Picture of the Divine Shepherd].
And on the day after the creation was completed, she passed away as if all her life had been drained out of her.
At first, when Su Mo heard Liu Wushuang talking about this, he just thought it was an interesting rumor.
Because there are many similar rumors in history, especially those related to paintings and artworks. If art dealers want to sell paintings to high-end, they must match them with a qualified enough story. If not, they can only make it up. .
Therefore, Su Mo always scoffed at those rumors.
But looking at it now, this story related to Liu Hanxu's later years is probably true.
Because he realized that this was not just a painting, but a foreign object that contained some strange aura.
This kind of foreign object is different from ordinary strange objects, and often requires special conditions to open.
But Liu Hanxu, as an ordinary person, would definitely not be able to draw foreign objects.
This must have a lot to do with the changes that occurred in her later years. Even her own death may have been caused by this painting - sacrificing life to refine foreign objects. This kind of thing is very common in the classics of the spiritual world.
Now, since he encountered this foreign object, according to Su Mo's past approach, he must just deal with it directly, so as not to harm others.
But today this foreign object is not so easy to deal with, because the sleeping guys around are not simply falling into a deep sleep and unable to wake up, but their mental bodies have been taken away by this painting.
In other words, what is outside now is just a bunch of bodies. Even if they still have the breath of life, if their spiritual bodies are not returned, they will be just vegetative people.
To solve this problem, we must start from the source, that is, find the discrete spiritual bodies of those people from this foreign object. After that, whether it is sealed or destroyed, it does not matter.
In addition, the reason why Su Mo paid special attention to this foreign object was Jiang Renchang.
He keenly discovered that he could feel the unique aura of Jiang Renchang from this foreign object.
There is no doubt that this is related to the fact that he controls Jiang Renchang's true spirit, but it can also be seen from this that the source of the accident that happened to Jiang Renchang may be from this foreign object.
Su Mo didn't waste too much time and set up a sealing formation around him.
And added a few additional spells that I learned not long ago.
In addition, he mentally deployed multiple barriers to prevent outsiders from getting in touch.
After doing this, he exchanged a few words with Liu Wushuang and others who rushed nearby, turned around and walked towards the painting not far away.
The painting seemed to be trying to resist his approach, but the resistance seemed meaningless in the face of his strength.
With a soft "Puff" sound, he completely penetrated it and disappeared from where he was.
(End of chapter)
