The lights in the room suddenly turned on, Luo Wencheng was shocked, and after a while, he saw an old man lying around the room coming out, and the old man was still holding a g-gun in his hand. "Words, feelings, first, http://www.Klxsw.com

www.Klxsw.com [Fengyun Novel Reading Network Baoly] He walked to the ghost-faced man who was kneeling on the ground, and according to his head, it was a g-face, and the g-faced hit the ghost-faced man's head hard, and he let out another miserable scream.

"Young man, what are you doing when you don't sleep in the middle of the night and come to my house?" The old man waved a wooden g and walked to the door, but he didn't go out of the house, just leaned against the door and smiled at Luo Wencheng.

Luo Wencheng looked at the old man, but he couldn't see the slightest bit of his mastery demeanor, but he subdued the murderous ghost-faced man, and it didn't seem to take much effort. Luo Wencheng secretly marveled in his heart, thinking to himself that this old man was the same person as Zhao Gongming, who was not inconspicuous, but he was a master in the hidden world?

At this time, Li Chenyu, who was lying on the ground, was probably lying tired or feeling cold on his back, he took advantage of the old man's inattention, and quietly got up, not wanting to escape, but simply wanting to change his posture, but before he could stand firmly, the old man turned around violently and yelled at him: "Lie down!" Li Chenyu turned pale with fright, and without saying a word, he obediently lay back again, but deliberately stayed away from the ghost-faced man kneeling on the ground, because the smell of that thing in his mouth was really so smoky that he couldn't breathe.

"Haven't figured out how to answer yet?" After the old man watched Li Chenyu lie back on the ground, he turned back and asked softly to Luo Wencheng outside the door, Luo Wencheng glanced at the old man, but still didn't say anything.

"Okay, then let me tell you for you!" The old man saw that Luo Wencheng was like a stuffy gourd, and he couldn't make a p with eight poles, so he probably felt a little bored, so he strode out of the door, walked to a place only two steps away from Luo Wencheng, stopped, and was not afraid of Luo Wencheng, who was a head taller than him and obviously young and strong.

"Your name is Luo Wencheng, you came from a place called Fanjia Village in Fujian, you were angry with your grandfather, burned down the Chenghuang Temple where your master lived, and got on Zhao Gongming's thief ship, just for a painting?

"You!" Luo Wencheng looked at the old man with angry eyebrows, his heart turned upside down, and he even had the urge to kill, but he didn't break out, but endured it and tried to calm himself down. Because he can't see through this old man, the more he can't see through, the more he should be careful, he doesn't want to ask for trouble at this juncture.

"Ambition and ** this kind of thing, I heard that someone is looking for me all over the world, I thought it was a long-lost illegitimate son who wanted to find my father and son to recognize, but when I inquired, I found that it was a young man with a puppet who wanted to kill me for a painting, what a disappointment! Look, you see, there's more resentment on you than that thing!" said the old man to himself, and at last he turned around and pointed to the ghost-faced man kneeling on the ground.

"You, who are you?" Luo Wencheng was taken aback, the old man's words confirmed Luo Wencheng's guess, he was really a master, and he also knew Zhao Gongming, he had no bottom in his heart, for fear that he would not be able to eat and walk away if he was not careful.

"Did you also ask Zhao Gongming like this?" The old man pursed his mouth, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and coughed after taking a puff. waited until the cough subsided before he continued: "I, I'm not as good as Zhao Gongming, let alone Chen Hansheng, I'm just an ordinary person, not the hidden master you imagined, so it doesn't matter who I am." But if you try to disadvantage me, I'm completely sure you won't get out of that iron door!"

Luo Wencheng looked at the old man quietly, he didn't seem to be able to speak, so Luo Wencheng chose to remain silent.

"This painting, it doesn't belong to me in the first place, I just bought it out of curiosity, but I didn't expect it, but I didn't expect it to hide such a big secret, and it brought me so much trouble! Hey, to be honest, I've had enough of it, you really want it, just take it!" The old man shook his head and sighed, and then looked at Luo Wencheng, as if waiting for Luo Wencheng to talk, but when Luo Wencheng was about to speak, the old man suddenly turned around and left, walked to the door and turned back and said, "You wait, I'll bring you the words." ”

As soon as the old man entered the inner room, Luo Wencheng walked to the door of the house in three steps and two steps and two steps, he looked around, and found that on the top of the hall of this room, a huge gossip circle was drawn with cinnabar, and he finally understood why this ghost-faced man knelt inside and couldn't move. He hesitated, did not dare to go inside, waited for a while and did not see the old man come back, his heart was a little anxious, so he paced back and forth outside the gate, and began to wonder if the old man really wanted to hand over the painting to himself, he always felt that things could not be so simple, thinking in the end, he put his heart sideways, decided to get the painting no matter what, can an old man really go to heaven?

The old man came back, the wooden g in his hand was gone, and he was replaced with a painting scroll, and as soon as he walked to the center of the living room, he shook off the painting scroll, and the heroic generals on the painting scroll met Luo Wencheng's eyes, and Luo Wencheng's eyes lit up. When the ghost-faced man saw the painting, he broke free from the shackles of the talisman and kowtowed to the person on the painting.

Seeing this, the old man shook his head, then kicked on the ghost-faced man and scolded: "Something that has no interest!" This kick kicked the ghost-faced man directly on Li Chenyu's body, Li Chenyu immediately cried for his father and mother, desperately broke free, and hid directly in the corner of the house after getting up.

"You can take the painting!" The old man walked to the door and handed the painting directly to Luo Wencheng.

Luo Wencheng looked at the painting, then at the old man, and hesitated for a long time not to pick it up.

"What's the matter, you don't want it again?" the old man squinted at Luo Wencheng and said playfully.

"Yes!" Luo Wencheng gritted his teeth, replied in a deep voice, and then took the painting.

"Let's go, what are you doing here after all the paintings are given to you!" said the old man angrily.

"It's not fake, right?" Rowan took the painting and looked at it carefully, unable to tell the truth from the fake.

"Looks like you really don't want it, give it back to me!" said the old man, holding out his hand.

Luo Wencheng dodged the old man's hand, then quickly rolled up the painting, and then asked, "What about my people?" he said as he looked at the ghost-faced man and Li Chenyu in the house, meaning to let the old man let them go.

"Don't be insatiable, young man!" said the old man lazily.

Luo Wencheng understood, he knew that the old man was going to leave the two of them, but if he picked up a painting in vain, the two of them would be useless, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it, so he turned around and left.

The old man looked at Luo Wencheng and walked back into the house after leaving his house's one-third of an acre.

Li Chenyu took two steps forward with courage, and was about to speak, when he was interrupted by the old man, "You can go too, I know you are innocent, in the future, insulate yourself from the painting!"

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Li Chenyu didn't know whether he was scared or happy, he was a little incoherent, and then ran away.

"As for you, I can't let you harm the world anymore!" After Li Chenyu left, the old man walked to the ghost-faced man's side, said this in a deep voice, and then closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth kept twitching, as if he was chanting a spell, and then, the talisman array on the roof actually turned, and a red light fell, and the ghost-faced man turned into ashes in a roar of pain.

"Qingfeng, I've finished what you explained, now I'll take the painting to find a place to hide! Otherwise, when that kid finds out that the painting is fake, I won't be able to eat and walk around! Zhao Gongming, the old immortal, will be handed over to you to deal with!" the old man muttered to himself, and then turned and walked into the back room.

A quarter of an hour later, the old man walked out with a wooden box on his back and a wooden graft, then walked out of the house and out of the yard, and quickly disappeared into the night.