It is estimated that the chair has not been repaired for a long time, and it was so pressed by the village head that he could not stand it and broke his leg.
After falling to the ground, the village head quickly stood up, patted the dust on his body with an embarrassed look, and the whole house suddenly became dusty.
"Master, are you okay?" Tiaozi wanted to go up to see the village head, but the village head kept saying haha: "It's okay, it's my problem, it's my problem, this chair shouldn't be sitting on it."
The village chief changed his chair again and sat down, and asked with a friendly smile: "Everyone, our village has been like this for many years. Please forgive me for poor care. What are you doing here?"
Facing the village chief’s question, everyone was silent. For a long time, Liu Dongqing put away the white silk, coughed and waved the surrounding air, and said, “We want to take a few days in your village. By the way, let’s see what’s going on here. The project is easy to develop."
"Project?" The village looked blank, as if he didn't understand Liu Dongqing's meaning.
Liu Dongqing was too lazy to say a word to this rustic village chief, stood up, and said pretentiously: "Anyway, you can arrange a few decent rooms for us, clean and clean, and also, give you the best food here. Take out the food."
Where is this place? It sounds like a robber who comes to grab something. The village chief who listens to it looks like he dares not speak.
Tiaozi knew that Liu Dongqing would definitely have something to happen, so he stood up in time and said politely: "Don’t mind the village chief. This is the famous rich man. If you do what he wants, he can’t help but benefit. ."
Liu Dongqing didn’t care whether what the note said was meaningful, so he took out a bank card from his pocket, put it on the table, and said arrogantly: “This is my reward for you, one hundred thousand, if you’re not satisfied I will increase the price and let out the best room here. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."
The village chief was stunned for a long time, and with a dazed expression, he picked up the bank card in Liu Dongqing's hand, put it back on the table, and pushed it back.
"We only accept fiat money here. What is this? You are here to smash the place!!" The village head's complexion changed suddenly and he became less polite. In an instant, a group of big men with sickles and hoes came into the house, look. Go up aggressively.
Tiaozi knew that if this goes on, it will be a matter of time before he has to fight. He stood up again, walked in front of the village chief, and said with a smile: "Sorry, we don't know that you accept legal currency. This is a little bit of care on my behalf. You can take it."
After that, Tiaozi took out a gold bar from the secret compartment of his clothes. It was exactly what he got from the Houshan Doufa. It was brought out just in case. After all, gold bars are common currency for humans. Who will Don't recognize it
When the village chief saw the gold bullion, his eyes widened, he grabbed it quickly and bit his teeth. After a few seconds, his attitude changed drastically.
"Big gold master, no one dares to be so generous in this age. You are the first one. I'm really sorry for the matter just now! I will definitely do it for you." The village head took the gold bullion and turned around immediately. Let the brawny men go out, and explain to the villagers that they feel like preparing the room, taking out the best wine and meat in the village, and entertaining a few VIP guests.
Looking at the excited and busy figures of the village chief and villagers, Tiao Zi's mind is more and more questionable.
Why did the village of Lingxu, which has been abandoned for a long time, become a living village isolated from the world for no reason. What's the situation with this collection of legal currency
The note is puzzled, and I always feel that there is something tricky in my heart, but I can't see it.
While the village chief and the villagers were not in the house, they hurriedly shut the door, came to Liu Dongqing, and asked, "Mr. Liu, did your previous team encounter this situation when they came here? This is obviously not spiritual. What the virtual village should look like."
Although Liu Dongqing had never been here before, but after studying here for many years, he definitely knew the appearance of Lingxu Village better than Tiaozi, but what he saw and heard today was indeed beyond his expectation.
"Several teams I went to have never experienced similar situations. I'm sure, you are so powerful, don't you see anything wicked?"
Tiaozi nodded, having to admit that everything in front of him was too real, and he couldn't find a place to question the authenticity of the village.
Liu Hai got up and asked the note, "Is this a blind trick set by the ghosts of Lingxu Village?"
Tiaozi actually thought about it, but no matter how powerful the blind eye method is, people with psychic senses will be aware of it, and Qing Sha can not see it, so how powerful is this blind eye method!
After thinking for a while, the note said solemnly to everyone: "No matter what, don’t relax your vigilance. Today, the big guys are wronged. Live in a room and eat together. Don’t separate. If it’s for personal reasons, I'm not responsible for the loss of life."
Although Tiaozi is responsible for the safety of Lingxu Village, he can't do everything himself, and can only ensure the safety of the big guy as much as possible.
Faced with Tiao Zi's proposal, everyone nodded. No matter how courageous people were, they were afraid of death. This team has now entrusted their lives to Tiao Zi.
In order to be able to clarify the situation, Tiaozi sneaked into the village chief’s bedroom. The bedroom was very small, the furniture was a bit retro, and there were several portraits hung on the walls. However, the women in the portraits were all wearing cheongsams, a pair of republics. Period dress.
In the 21st century, why are there still people hanging things from the beginning of the 20th century? It's weird to think about it.
On the village chief's desktop, Tiaozi found a photo and a calendar. The photo was black and white, and the photo was very unclear. The photo was the head of an average-looking young man.
Putting down the photo, the note turned over the calendar on the side, and this time turned out a suspicious point that made him feel refreshed.
The calendar is old-fashioned, the first half has been torn away, and the latest page says: June 23rd, 30th year of the Republic of China!
Republic of China! Thirty years!
Although Tiaozi has few books, he has basic common sense. The Republic of China was founded in 1912, and the 30th year of the Republic of China was 1942!
If the time shown on the calendar is correct, then Lingxu Village today came from the anti-Japanese era under the rule of the Republic of China.
He suddenly remembered Miss Ziqi’s account of the history of Lingxu Village. Lingxu Village was a living village before 1941. It was not until November that it was invaded and slaughtered by Japanese devils and became a forbidden place for strangers. This date happened before the slaughterhouse.