The crowd was agitated, and a young man in his sixties was pushed into the courtyard.

The little old man winced and glanced at the people in the courtyard a few times, and asked in a low voice, "Binzi, look for me, yes, something?" ”

The steward looked at Han Jingyang.

Han Jingyang glanced at Zhou Laosan and said to the steward: "Search your body, he must be wearing oil painting ornaments." ”

"Oil paintings?"

"Well, it's small."

The steward's face changed again, and he thought a lot for a moment, rushed to Zhou Laosan's side with an arrow, ripped open Zhou Laosan's collar, ripped off the gold-plated photo frame pendant around his neck, opened it, glanced at it, got angry, slapped Zhou Laosan's head, blurted out a "brute", and then ran quickly to Han Jingyang's side: "Is this it?" ”

Han Jingyang glanced at the inferior pendant photo frame, which was inlaid with an oval miniature oil painting, and the heroine in the painting was Doudou Ma, and the shape was very ...... Unrestrained, it is obvious that this is specially customized by the murderer for Zhou Laosan.

No wonder the steward scolds.

This week, the third child is not wronged at all.

That is, Zhou Zhenhua is dead, if he doesn't die, he will definitely be caught and beaten up this week.

It's just a little old man wearing a portrait of someone else's daughter-in-law, and he paints someone else's daughter-in-law so badly.

In the village, there is nothing to say about the third child being beaten to death by Zhou Zhenhua's family this week.

Han Jingyang glanced at it, looked at the faint black gas in the photo frame, and nodded: "That's it, if you guessed correctly, when Zhou Zhenhua had an accident, Zhou Laosan was nearby." ”

The steward grabbed Zhou Laosan's collar: "Say, isn't it?" ”

Zhou Laosan was shocked and scared: "I, I don't know, I was sleeping at home, I was in a daze, so I went outside, and when I opened my eyes, I saw him, he was gone at that time......"

Han Jingyang coughed: "The problem is here, the murderer's methods are very weird, he can completely control one person or even several people through this thing, if I guess correctly, the murderer is using this thing to control Zhou Laosan to approach Zhou Zhenhua and then launch an attack that causes Zhou Zhenhua to have an accident." ”

The steward's face was embarrassed: "This ......"

It's really hard to deal with, and there's no way to convict.

Count Zhou Laosan as a murderer?

Obviously not counted.

But to say that Zhou Laosan is really innocent?

From a legal point of view, even if a crime is committed without knowing it, there is a certain amount of responsibility.

However, there is no way to collect evidence for this kind of thing, and it is useless to call the police.

What to do?

It's hard to be in charge.

The other villagers panicked.

Oil painting?

Control one or even several people?

There are not a few villagers who have oil paintings at home, even if they didn't know that there was a problem with this oil painting before, they would more or less notice some abnormalities, but now they are reminded by Han Jingyang, and they will naturally have associations.

Therefore, the crowd was in a commotion, and some villagers quietly squeezed through the crowd to go home, but they were stopped by the people brought by Deng Darong on the periphery.

As a result, the agitation is even more severe.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm still guilty when I go home?"

"You guys like to make a lot of trouble, I'll go home and sleep."

"Looking for death? Dare to stop me. ”

"Cao Nima, get out of the way!"

"That little bastard surnamed Deng, who gave you the right?"

"Rush out, I don't want to watch the excitement here anyway."

"Rush out, there are few of them, and they can't be stopped."

"Rush—"

The commotion quickly turned into a minor conflict.

Deng Darong and the steward hurriedly looked at Han Jingyang.

Now, the only thing they can rely on is Han Jingyang, and they can only believe in Han Jingyang, otherwise there is no way to end this matter today, if the murderer takes the opportunity to make trouble, Shenzhuang will definitely make a big mess, and even cause more lives.

The two of them are more deeply aware of the cruelty and horror of the murderer than the other villagers.

They must and can only hope that Han Jingyang can turn the tide.

Han Jingyang nodded slightly at the two, meaning that everything was under control.

What's more, even if these villagers go back, it will be useless, because the things they care about are no longer at home.

Thinking of this, he coughed: "What are you doing in a hurry to go home?" Let's take a look at the gift I have prepared for you. ”

After speaking, he violently ripped off the black cloth on the flatbed.

The small flatbed cart is crammed with a cart full of large and small oil paintings, almost all of which are portraits, single, multi-person, with pets and houses and other landscapes.

The painting is as delicate and realistic as ever, and the characters are also extremely realistic, at first glance it is similar to the photo, but if you look closely, the atmosphere is much stronger than the photo, and the tone and atmosphere presented by the layering and color processing are very infectious.

What makes a good drawing?

That's it.

However, these paintings, like those on Zhou Laosan's neck, contain a faint or thick black atmosphere.

As soon as these oil paintings were unveiled, the villagers instantly fell silent.

Some of the villagers' eyes were different, straight, stunned, and gradually lost their sense of brilliance.

Wisps of black gas emerged from the paintings and drilled into the brains of these villagers.

Han Jingyang narrowed his eyes at this scene.

The murderer is going to do it?

What will the murderer do?

Creating chaos?

Attack?

Or manipulate these villagers to self-harm?

It doesn't matter, though.

Han Jingyang coughed and said loudly: "While everyone is here, I will tell you a story, which is closely related to you present, but before telling the story, I still have to solve the hidden dangers that have been hidden around you for many years." ”

At this time, a villager stiffened his neck and asked, "What is the hidden danger?" ”

"Just these paintings?"

"It's just a painting, what are the hidden dangers? I think you're just alarmist. ”

"Alarmist? What am I trying to scare you? ”

"Figure what? Scammers say nothing at first, and when someone takes the bait, it becomes a dead demand for money, and I have seen a lot of this kind of trick. ”

Han Jingyang stared at the villager for two seconds, and said with a smile: "You are a little clever, but it's a pity that you didn't use the right place, but you think very highly of yourself, that's it in this life, but unfortunately, you should have achieved something." ”

Speaking of this, his face turned pale: "It doesn't matter whether you believe me or not, I will let you see with your own eyes what these risk factors look like." ”

The voice fell, pinched the trick and chanted the spell to cast the spell, and shouted softly, "Open the eyes of the sky".

Also activate the "Manifestation" attribute.

The function of the attribute of manifestation is to allow people within the attribute range to temporarily have the effect of hope, of course, it is a castrated version of hope.

But it is more than enough to be used for human manifestation.

Drinking "Open Heavenly Eyes" is naturally to fool these villagers, and the word "Open Heavenly Eyes" is more down-to-earth, easier to understand, and more domineering.

Otherwise, shouting "Manifestation", these villagers don't know what this thing is, and they have to explain, and they are forced to do nothing.

No, hearing the words "open the eyes of the sky", the villagers immediately realized something and hurriedly looked around.

Then, the whole fryer is up.