Fucui Road.

It's a path full of humanity.

Both sides are planted with tall plane trees.

Most of the houses on the roadside are full of historical significance.

The architectural style is very different from the rest of Qinghu City.

Few people know that this is the place with the highest housing prices in Qinghu City.

Any three-story building can be sold for tens of millions of dollars.

Of course, this price is also considered a good deal for many buyers.

After all, the ancient mansions on this road in history have been inhabited by many high-ranking officials and celebrities, and even exotic wealthy businessmen.

In addition, there are some old houses that are not sold, but are used for other purposes, such as building memorial halls.

At this moment, in a large mansion near the east, a guide wearing a red hat is leading a group of tourists around the hall:

“…… This mansion is the residence of one of the most famous painters of modern times, Liu Hanxu, who is not only a Danqing saint, but also a very famous collector.

A large part of the reason why Liu Hanxu was able to leave so many fine paintings to the world is to make money to buy other collectibles, and even because of her hobby, many traders named her to paint in exchange, which can be regarded as a beautiful talk.

What we are visiting today is the many collections that Liu Hanxu once collected, which were donated by her descendants, so that these precious collections can be seen by us......"

The crowd of Red Riding Hoods followed the guide's steps and walked in gradually inside, visiting the collections displayed in various places.

At the tail of the crowd, a young man walked forward, but instead of following the crowd of tourists, he turned to the right to block the forbidden area with a chain.

Seeing this, the security guard on the side reflexively wanted to step forward to stop him, but his eyes were in a trance, but he walked straight up to help open the chain for him to enter.

Su Mo pushed open the heavy mahogany door, walked in, and walked down the stairs, and soon came to a large basement that had been renovated.

The two sides of the basement are filled with many cultural relics, including fine porcelain, framed paintings and calligraphy, etc., and there is even a dated terracotta figurine standing in the corner.

Su Mo stepped forward, but someone had already greeted him in front of him, and it was Liu Wushuang, who had ordered many pork knuckle meals and had served under Wei Cang.

At this moment, Su Mo's information had already been leaked all over the world, and for this peak powerhouse who had been photographed several times, Liu Wushuang was not only respectful in his heart, but more curious.

However, she did not express this thought in public, but greeted her warmly:

"I've already received the news of the formation from the bureau, I didn't expect Mr. Su to come so quickly, my things haven't been sorted out yet, and it may take a while."

"It doesn't matter."

Su Mo replied with a smile, and then said:

"Anyway, I wondered when I came in, why did you choose to set up the outpost under this memorial? Don't you find this place inconvenient? ”

"There's no way around it."

Liu Wushuang replied with a wry smile:

"You also know that this road is full of priceless ancient mansions, inhabited by rich and expensive people, and there are also collection institutions like the Liu Hanxu Memorial Museum, so in the past, it was common to encounter low-level cultivators who came to steal with their extraordinary powers.

In order to prevent this situation, we set up a guard post here for a long time, and because this collection often welcomes pickpockets, it is located here, and even there are more people here than elsewhere. ”

Su Mo thought about it carefully, and suddenly felt a little funny-

An ordinary person, who finally stepped into the world of cultivation and was ready to quickly earn a sum of money to improve his life with extraordinary power, accidentally set his sights on the Liu Hanxu Memorial Hall, especially the forbidden area, came to steal high-value collections in the dead of night, and then crashed into the outpost of the Civil Security Bureau.

Although this kind of petty theft does not seem to be a big deal, if the collection is accidentally injured during the fight, the damage is difficult to estimate, and it is no wonder that the Civil Security Bureau will set up a special post here.

After a general understanding of the reason, in order to avoid Su Mo getting bored, Liu Wushuang took the initiative to act as a tour guide and introduced him to the collections that were not exhibited in the room, which made him very rich in his knowledge of the collections.

By the time the basement was over, the storage room used for the formation was thoroughly cleaned.

Su Mo came to the small storage room on that side, and there was no nonsense, and he directly painted the corresponding formation nodes on the ground.

Originally, there was no need for him to do this kind of thing himself, and even the agreement he reached with the CAS did not include this article.

However, Su Mo still wanted to learn something in the formation, so he came here in person, anyway, he would always encounter various formations in the future, and there was no harm in studying more.

Time passed minute by minute, and soon Su Mo finished arranging.

Liu Wushuang and the others, who were watching the whole process, looked at the formation on the ground with some surprise.

Su Mo turned his head and said to them:

"You guys come first, teleport back to the headquarters, and 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 CAS stepped forward and entered the center of the small mobile formation.

The light of the formation flickered slightly, and there was no trace of the person in the same place.

And after more than ten seconds, he reappeared in the same place, with a look of surprise and ecstasy on his face:

"It worked! I just went back to HQ to register! ”

Hearing this, Liu Wushuang and the others immediately smiled.

But soon he said with some hesitation:

"When I went over, I heard that there were successful cases on the other two sides, but Director Wei Cangwei seemed to have some problems and couldn't contact the other party, and the bureau had sent someone to check the situation."

Liu Wushuang and the others' faces immediately changed.

When Su Mo heard this, his brows couldn't help but raise slightly.

The team can't be contacted, the problem can be big or small, maybe it's in a foreign land, maybe it's fighting, maybe it's in a state of silence, in short, there are a lot of possibilities.

He checked Jiang Renchang's true spirit, and there was nothing unusual, nor did he have any intention of defecting.

In fact, if the problem was really caused by Jiang Renchang, then he would have been prompted as soon as possible.

And now it seems that their team may have encountered some kind of accident.

Because even the contact from Jiang Renchang's side is very weak.

This suggests that either there is some kind of estrangement between the other person and him, or his consciousness has been severely damaged, or both.

Either way, the consequences are severe.

After all, there are not a few people in the entire Qinghu City who can stabilize Jiang Renchang now.

And to be able to put the other party in such a short period of time into a crisis where they can't ask for help, I'm afraid that the Civil Security Bureau may not be able to solve it if they send someone over.

Su Mo was thinking about it, when a commotion suddenly appeared on the monitoring screen not far away.

The commotion spread rapidly in all directions, as if it were contagious.

The crowd screamed, shoved, and fled in all directions, as if a dangerous beast was chasing them.

Liu Wushuang and the others were worthy of being well-trained elites, and they immediately started to act.

And when they went to find Su Mo, they had already disappeared from each other.

Meanwhile.

Inside the master bedroom on the second floor of the memorial.

Some tourists in red hats are frantically backing away.

Bizarrely, there is nothing strange in the house.

On the contrary, it looks very ordinary, and the overall furnishings are extremely simple.

However, there were several tourists sleeping on the ground.

One of them had just collapsed, and his body was still convulsing, but he quickly stopped moving.

But if you look closer, you will find that they are not dead, but have fallen into a deep slumber.

However, it is not surprising that so many people will fall at one time and cause panic among those around them, and then chaos.

An elderly tourist was about to cross the threshold, and some kind of fluctuation seemed to catch up with him, making him feel dizzy.

And just as he was about to fall to the ground under the imperial envoy of power, suddenly, a young figure appeared beside him.

Su Mo raised his hand and swung forward, slapping down, and a crisp popping sound sounded in the air.

As the voice fell, the old man felt his consciousness quickly return.

Putting the old man on the seat on the side, Su Mo walked inside.

His gaze wandered around the room for a moment, and soon fell on a painting on the bedside table.

The painting looked very strange, and directly above it was a domineering demon.

It has three faces, a human face with a crown in the center, a bull face with a ring on its nose on the left, and a dog face with two pairs of yellow eyes on the right.

Underneath these three faces are rock-like bodies, with two wide bat wings on their backs, and the claws on the edges of which look extremely sharp.

Further down, there was no lower body, but a raging red flame, which gradually became smaller from top to bottom until it turned into a sporadic ember.

Under the embers, there was a pair of ritual items mixed with flesh and blood, and in front of the items, there were countless disciples in black robes with fanatical expressions.

The brushstrokes of this painting are delicate and realistic, and at first glance it seems to be real, and when you stand up close, you can feel the warmth and the surging frenzy of emotion inside.

Especially after gazing, the gaze will soon be drawn to the demon above, and from the face in the center of it, you can feel a certain kind of kindness.

But this kindness brought a deeper sleepiness, as if it wanted to make him fall asleep on the spot.

"Humph!"

After figuring out the source of the matter, Su Mo just let out a cold snort, and the rare fine painting made a cracking sound on the spot.

I saw that countless cracks were exposed on the painting, and against the backdrop of many cracks, the expressions of those black-robed people looked particularly hideous.

Even the demon face with a kind expression before now revealed the ultimate violent and vicious meaning.

Su Mo looked at this painting, but his expression was slightly strange.

In the previous casual conversation with Liu Wushuang, he already knew that this painting was the last work painted by Liu Hanxu before his death.

It is rumored that in her old age, her personality has changed drastically, she is moody, and she always reads certain words that outsiders cannot understand.

It wasn't until later that she immersed herself in the studio and spent nearly a month creating this "Divine Shepherd Picture".

And on the day of the creation, she died as if all her life had been extracted.

At first, when Su Mo heard Liu Wushuang talk about this, he just thought it was an interesting rumor.

Because there are many similar rumors in history, especially related to those paintings and artworks, if the dealers want to sell the paintings at a high level, they must match them with a good enough story, if not, then they can only make up.

Therefore, Su Mo has always scoffed at those rumors.

But looking at it now, this story related to Liu Hanxu's later years is likely to be true.

Because he realized that this was not a simple painting, but a foreign object with some strange atmosphere.

This foreign object is not the same as ordinary strange objects, and often requires special conditions to open.

But Liu Hanxu, as an ordinary person, must not be able to draw foreign objects.

Presumably, this has a lot to do with the changes that happened in her later years, and even her own death is likely to be caused by this painting—sacrificing her life to refine foreign objects, which is really common in the scriptures of the cultivation world.

Now, since he has encountered this foreign object, according to Su Mo's past practices, he must be directly Huohuo, and he will harm others again.

But today, this foreign object is not so easy to dispose of, because these sleeping guys around them are not simply asleep and unable to wake up, but their spiritual bodies have been taken away by this painting.

In other words, what is now on the outside is just a bunch of shells, even if there is still the breath of life, if their spiritual bodies are not returned, they are just some vegetative people.

If you want to solve this problem, you must start from the source, that is, from this foreign object, find the discrete spirit bodies of those people, and then whether you seal it or destroy it, it doesn't matter.

In addition, the reason why Su Mo paid special attention to this foreign object was Jiang Renchang.

He keenly found that from the body of this foreign object, he actually felt the breath that Jiang Renchang had.

There is no doubt that this is related to the fact that he has the true spirit of Jiang Renchang, but it can also be seen from this that the accident that happened on Jiang Renchang's side may be the source of this foreign object.

Su Mo didn't delay too much, he laid a sealing formation around him.

And added a few more spells that he had learned not long ago.

In addition, he also mentally arranged multiple barriers to prevent outsiders from stepping into contact.

After doing this, he explained a few words to Liu Wushuang and the others who rushed to the vicinity, turned around and walked towards the painting not far away.

The painting seems to want to resist his approach, but that resistance seems meaningless in the face of his strength.

There was a soft "poof", and he penetrated through it and disappeared from the spot.

(End of chapter)