Just as I was about to grab Lao Dao, he had already opened the door.
Old Dao is now determined to go to the next room.
"Brother Chen, I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, I'll know what to do."
Old Dao reassured me that there wouldn't be any problems.
"Even if it's a ghost, I'm not afraid. Tonight, I'm sure I can give up either lust or cowardice!"
Old Dao patted his chest and said.
I could only sigh silently and give Lao Dao a thumbs up.
He probably doesn't know how high immortals can jump.
Old Dao carefully left the room and then closed the door for me.
I could only sit on the bed and start praying for Lao Dao.
...
The room is well-lit, and the moon is very round tonight. The moonlight shines on the windowsill, adding a touch of tranquility.
I opened the window and could even hear the chirping of insects outside.
When it was late at night and all was quiet, I decided to go up to the attic to take a look.
There must be something fishy about this, I just haven't noticed it yet.
I pushed open the door, intending to call Lao Dao.
Unfortunately, Lao Dao's door was locked from the inside, so I went to the doorway.
The door is a regular wooden door, so the sound insulation is a bit poor.
I could vaguely hear Lao Dao calling for his mother.
It's unbelievable that this pervert has such a hobby.
I had no choice but to leave Old Dao behind and go up to the attic to take a look.
To my surprise, the attic on the second floor was very spacious.
Unlike the first floor, which has many rooms, I roughly counted them when I left, and there were at least ten rooms.
However, there is only one room in the attic on the second floor.
What remains is an open space and a huge reservoir.
It's water again.
I held my breath and tiptoed over.
"That's strange, why is there only one room? There are at least four of them!"
I muttered to myself, feeling that something was off.
The room on the second floor is very small, even smaller than the one Lao Dao and I shared.
I took a closer look and saw that the door was ajar and not locked.
I gritted my teeth, carefully pushed it away with one hand, and gripped my lightning sword tightly with the other.
I'm prepared to go head-to-head.
Unfortunately, when I opened the door, there was only a bed, some ordinary furniture, and a small water tank inside.
There were some clothes on the bed, some for the elderly, some for the young, and some for the children.
That woman should be in Lao Dao's room now, so where are the rest of them?
I have a bold guess in mind, but I'm not entirely sure yet.
I continued to examine the room. There were quite a few murals on the walls, all depicting the deities of Haopo Village.
The furthest one was a eagle owl.
The eagle owl's eyes were fixed on me, as if it were a living creature.
At the same time, the tattoo on my arm also resonated with the eagle owl; it must have been a unique kind of connection.
Suddenly, the eagle owl on the wall cried out, its voice both verdant and sharp.
It seemed to be able to penetrate the entire space.
That's when it dawned on me. No wonder I always felt like something was missing from my tattoo; now I know.
It just lacks that kind of live-like chirping.
Only eagle owls that can call are true eagle owls.
The tattoo on my arm also started to move, opening its mouth wide, but unfortunately, it couldn't make a sound.
The eagle owl on the wall kept calling out as if it were asking me for something.
I didn't have any food with me, but I had some betel nuts in my empty bag that the old man had given me, so I tossed them over.
The eagle owl on the wall made a whistling sound and spat out the betel nut.
Clearly, this thing doesn't like eating betel nuts.
At that moment, I remembered the two beads I had found in the fat woman's room.
Without hesitation, I tossed the two beads directly from my pocket.
This time, the eagle owl on the wall opened its mouth wide and swallowed the bead whole. Judging from its appearance, the eagle owl was very satisfied with this food.
"It really worked!"
I saw that guy's expression become extremely excited after he swallowed the two beads.
The eagle owl on the wall let out a satisfied burp, then disappeared into the wall, becoming part of the original mural.
That's it?
I touched my head, feeling like I'd been tricked.
After finally finding a way to feed this thing, nothing happened?
The eagle owl tattoo on my arm vibrated once again.
Following the sensation of the eagle owl tattoo, I walked toward the mural.
"You mean, I should put my hand on this mural?"
Looking at the mural, I tentatively asked about the tattoo.
Unexpectedly, the tattoo emitted a buzzing vibration.
I think I was right.
I placed my hand on it, and the next second, the mural on the wall began to disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The tattoo on my arm also became more prominent.
Although I don't know why this is happening, I can clearly feel that my body is very comfortable right now.
Those two beads contain extremely powerful energy.
After the eagle owls on the wall had eaten their fill, they fed back to the tattoos.
Could this be considered a pig farming model?
I pulled my sleeve down to cover the tattoo.
After wandering around the room for a while and finding nothing else, he prepared to leave.
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