When the Korean official shone the light of the flashlight on the statue worshipped above the tablet, he found that this was not Erlang Shen, the painting was clearly a... monster.

And that black dog is even less likely to be the so-called Xiaotian dog.

Although this is just a yellowed portrait of an old man, I don’t know which master painted this painting, and the monsters portrayed in it and the grass and wood environment behind it are like real objects, lifelike.

The monster in the portrait had a dark blue skin on its entire body. There were no pupils in its huge eyes. The wrinkled skin was like the skin of a Shapei dog. But he didn't know whether it was a monster or... God?

In the portrait, the black dog held into the air was tightly clenched by its barb-like claws, and two spherical objects similar to dumplings were inserted into the nails of the other claw.

Han thought about it and said that if he was not wrong, the two spherical things inserted into the monster's claws were the eyes of the black dog.

Because if you look closely, you can see that the black dog has no eyes, and bright red blood is emerging from its black sockets...

Han Yuan was puzzled, so he kept thinking in his mind, "Why should there be such a terrifying portrait of a monster hanging above the tablet? And in the portrait, what does it mean to dig out the dog's eyes? Is it true that eating dog's eyes raw as the driver said? The strange things now are really one after another, endless..."

The Korean official was curious and walked forward when he thought of this. Then he realized that the plate on the altar was not placed with grapes or plums, but was black and dry, with wrinkled skin, and his eyes...

All this made Han Yuan stunned. He didn't know what Lao Li did this for his lifetime. He thought, would the death of Lao Li be related to this? Things are becoming more and more confusing now.

What is even more bizarre is more than these. What shocked the Korean official the most were the black wooden tablets. These columns of tablets had no names, not even a single word. What does it mean to support them? The Korean official couldn't figure it out, so he scratched his head hard, just trying to leave this ghost place quickly.

The Korean official turned around and walked towards the bed beside the wall, and found that the quilts were neatly folded. It seemed that this was indeed the place where Old Li went to bed.

So he didn't care about politeness or rudeness, so he lifted the quilt directly, but after he lifted it up, a bad smell rushed straight towards his nostrils. Han Zhong immediately pinched his nose with his hand and coughed twice exaggeratedly.

"This is the scent...bah, this smell has fermented..." The Korean clerk complained, and reluctantly reached in and touched it.

But he searched everywhere and even moved the bed away, but he didn't see the painted carving box he was looking for.

"Is it true that I ran away with my legs? Or... the police had discovered this clue long ago and took it back as evidence? But why don't you tell me, the police...what are you looking for?" Thinking of it, he even felt that the police seemed to hide something from him.

Because he discovered a big flaw, that is, the bodies were taken away and evidence was obtained at the scene of the crime, but why did he arrange the police guarding at the door of Lao Li's house?

"No... This matter is definitely not as simple as I thought."

But he couldn't think of a reason for this for a moment, so he had to choose to give up first, and wait until he had time to check step by step, because he really didn't want to stay here for a second.

The Korean official was depressed and walked to the wall as if he had lost a battle to prepare to jump over the wall and jump out.

"Dingding Dingding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding..."

But at this moment, unfortunately, the ringtone of the cell phone suddenly rang. When the Korean officer heard it, he was startled and then quickly turned off the cell phone.

Because in such a quiet environment, even a little sound would be heard far away, not to mention that his current location is less than twenty steps from the gate...

The Korean officer thought to himself that the police guarding at the door would not be unable to hear the movement. If they were caught by bad luck, they would not know how to explain it.

So, the Korean clerk quickly brought the stones he found nearby to make it easier to jump out of the courtyard wall, because it was impossible to jump out by his own strength alone.

"Clang!"

At this time, the door was kicked open...
Chapter completed!