The first time I knocked on the door, there was no response from the manor.

There is green smoke in the garden, and there should be people inside.

Li Qiang slammed the door again, this time with a little more force.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk. ”

An old man's angry voice came from inside the house: "How many times have you said it, you are not allowed to come in to collect medicine!"

Li Qiang shouted: "Senior, I'm not here to collect medicine. I've just arrived here today and would like to ask you a few questions. ”

There was silence in the manor for a while, and then there was the sound of footsteps, and the top of the wooden door was opened like a cat's eye, and a pair of wrinkled eyes looked out vigilantly.

The old man looked Li Qiang who was standing outside the door up and down, and did not mean to open the door: "You said you just came here today? Where are you from?"

"The younger generation inadvertently opened a picture of mountains and rivers, and when he opened his eyes, he was already here. Li Qiang stood up straight, trying to make his movements look respectful.

Hearing this, the vigilance in the eyes of the old man behind the door faded a little, and he asked, "Then why are you wet?"

"Just now there was a little girl jumping into the sea at the cliff. I rescued her and got her clothes wet. ”

The old man nodded slightly, but snorted coldly: "Then what you did is a hundred times better than everyone here." ”

Li Qiang didn't understand the meaning of the old man's words, he only felt that he had a great background, and maybe knew how to get out of the secret of the painting scroll, so he hurriedly asked, "Then do you know how to get out of here?"

"I don't know!" the old man's voice suddenly became cold, and the crack in the door "clicked" shut.

Why are the people here so weird?

Li Qiang was a little helpless and just wanted to leave. The old man's voice came from behind the door again: "What realm are you a monk?"

"Back to the predecessors, the kid is the top grade of the earth immortal. ”

"Okay, this time tomorrow, come here. After the old man said this, there was no movement in the manor.

Come back at this time tomorrow?

The old man must know something, although Li Qiang was still confused, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

This picture scroll of mountains and rivers is weird, and the people in Haijiao Village are more and more eccentric than the other.

Li Qiang had nowhere to go, so he had to find a few big stones on the way to the back mountain in Haijiao Village, put them together into a long strip and sit down.

It was getting late, and the villagers came back from outside one after another, with more or less some harvest in their hands, but none of them seemed to be rich. Occasionally, when the villagers saw Li Qiang at the mountain pass, they didn't care.

Li Qiang only vaguely heard the conversation between the villagers.

"There's an extra kid in the back mountain, I haven't seen it before. ”

"There was a burst of thunder in the morning, so it must have fallen at that time. ”

"What's the use, it won't be long before you die, even if you have learned kung fu, you won't be able to last too long. ”

"It's been a long time since outsiders have come in our village, so he won't spoil our business, right?"

"It's not the first one. There are a lot of us, and he can't use spells, so he can do anything. ”

......

The time in Cape Village is not the same as outside. It was morning when Li Qiang entered the Scripture Pavilion, and he stayed in the Scripture Pavilion for three or four hours. But after being sucked into the picture scroll of mountains and rivers, the time actually became early morning again.

The trees on the back hill are as green as spring, and they don't look like late autumn.

Although it was only evening, Li Qiang had not rested for a day. Leaning against the stone, a feeling of tiredness came over me, and I fell asleep in a daze.

......

"Everyone rush with me, the medicine in this old man's field is ripe, and it is enough for the whole village to eat for four or five days!"

"Follow the village chief, follow the village chief!"

"Rush!"

"Rush!"

......

In the noise, Li Qiang woke up in his dream.

In the dark night, dozens of torches moved, and although they were not far from Li Qiang, no one looked at him, as if he didn't exist at all.

"Open the door, old man. ”

"Open the door, old man!"

The village chief of Haijiao Village was a black and strong man, leading dozens of people in the village, stopped at the edge of the forest at the end of the village, and kept shouting loudly.

Li Qiang immediately recognized it, it was where the old man lived during the day!

The sound of the villagers slamming the door loudly did not get a response, and the village chief's tone was not good: "Pretend to be dead, I know that the herbs in your field are ripe, open the door quickly, otherwise I will rush in and have your good fruit to eat!"

"I planted the medicine, so why should I give it to you? The old man's angry voice came from the manor.

"Less nonsense, old thing, the land you planted in our village, the things that grew in that field should naturally belong to the village. The old thing, the door is quite hard. ”

Seeing that the old man was not obedient, the village chief took the men of the village and began to bang on the door. Those men are all begging for a living on the water, with dark skin and strong muscles. One by one, they took a few steps back, and after running, they slammed their shoulders against the door, thumping.

"Isn't it enough to let you rob it so many times before?" The old man's voice sounded a little shaky, and his words were full of helplessness.

"Old thing, before was before, now is now, can this be the same? Like you, who is cultivated, dressed decently, and lived comfortably, what's wrong with eating something from you. The village chief was unmoved.

"Bang"

"Bang"

The strong men of Haijiao Village took turns banging on the gate of the manor, and the rest of the villagers also took rusty knives and saws to cut the wooden wall outside the manor.

"Don't cut it, I'll give you half of the medicine in the medicine field!"

The old man had no choice but to compromise, but the village chief was not satisfied: "What about you coaxing ghosts, there are so many of us, half of the medicine is only enough to eat a few meals?

"In that case, then the old man is not welcome. The old man couldn't give in, but his voice returned to calm, and he shouted.

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a creaking noise in the manor, and several huge stone-throwing machines-like instruments threw out a lump of black things.

"Oops. ”

"Ahh ”

In the darkness, villagers were knocked to the ground one after another.

"The old guy throws sand at us!"

"It stinks, is it still mixed with something?"

The sand thrown from the manor is sticky, greasy, and smelly. Although the villagers who were hit were not injured, they felt really uncomfortable.

The village chief helped a villager who had been knocked down next to him to his feet, grabbed a handful of sand and smelled it on the tip of his nose, and he frowned again and again because of the pungent smell.

The village chief threw the sand in his hand back to the ground, wiped it on the trunk of the tree next to him with his hand, and reassured him loudly: "Don't be afraid, you don't have much sand in him, the first iron law in Haijiao Village, kill people to pay for their lives! He didn't dare to throw stones, if he killed someone, he would also be struck by lightning! Everyone continued to attack, and the garden was laid, and everyone had enough to eat." ”