Chapter 103: The Curse of the Land, Base Address Confirmed

A fat man, a blonde beauty, and a little girl in white.

All three of them were staring at Louis.

"You shouldn't have destroyed the scarecrow! It was just helping a farmer protect his field!"

The fat man roared.

At the same time, accompanying such words, some kind of inductive power began to try to invade Louis's mind, but Louis had many protective means, and the peach wood statue amulet on his body became slightly hot, isolating this influence.

But the other party still didn't give up, even pressing forward step by step.

"Do you know what a scarecrow is? It represents the harvest of this land. Why did you destroy it? Pick it up! Pick it up!"

The woman also began to echo the same words, staring fixedly at Louis, starting to approach, and at the same time stretching out her hands, seemingly wanting to choke Louis's neck.

Only the little girl stood there silently, just walking toward the scarecrow, preparing to assemble it.

"Pick it up! Pick it up!"

"Pick it up!"

Louis's eyes were as calm as water, just feeling funny.

"A bunch of things that don't know life from death."

His mind flashed, his gaze reached.

Dark green flames burned fiercely!

"Ah ah ah ah!!!"

The two let out painful screams, as if they had received some extremely terrifying punishment. In just one second, the entire soul disappeared.

This is a complete soul scattering!

The dark green flames also extinguished in an instant, and a soul stone on Louis's body quietly shrank by one-fifth.

The little girl was startled, froze there, and her eyes looking at Louis were full of fear.

Clatter clatter...

The ground also made a sound, and he saw the scarecrow that had already been dismantled, that head looking like a dried corpse was constantly arching forward, seemingly wanting to stay away from Louis.

Slap!

Stepping on this dried corpse head, acting like a bully.

A cluster of ordinary flames burned between his fingers, Louis looked at the little girl, narrowed his eyes slightly. "Now, I ask, you say, understand?"

The little girl nodded repeatedly, very obedient.

"What is the situation with this scarecrow?"

"It is the curse of this land, and it was the reliance of the adults in our family decades ago to make the land harvest and earn money."

"At that time, although there was a lot of land, the weather was unstable, the crops didn't grow, and they often lost money. Someone in the family got a book from a Gypsy witch, which wrote a witchcraft for making land guardians. You only need to kill a person, bury them in the land, and follow the witchcraft method to make a land guardian."

"The guardian can make the land fertile, and the crops can be full of fruits overnight. It can also kill crows and protect crops. Our family relied on this to make large areas of land harvest and successfully reversed the loss."

"But this witchcraft gradually revealed its side effects later. It only protects the land, not people."

"If someone interferes with the normal production of the land, it will take action against people, even if it's just a small conflict."

"Moreover, some of the people killed by it will become its slaves, helping it bewitch the new owner of this land, only caring about the land, not caring about anything else."

After listening to this story, Louis thought thoughtfully. Gypsy witch, Gypsy is a wandering nation, but unlike the squid, they are more at the bottom and suffer persecution. The term Gypsy witch, mixed with discrimination and fear, comes from this.

Generally speaking, the first impression of a Gypsy witch is fortune-telling, followed by playing the flute to control snakes, rats, etc. However, what they really love most is traditional arts such as playing the accordion.

As for the story the little girl told, Louis instinctively felt that the way their family got the book back then was probably not very honorable.

So their family was finally wiped out by this scarecrow.

Of course, these are not things he should consider. It's been decades, what does it have to do with me?

Louis only felt that this scarecrow was profitable.

Taking it as a guard might be a good choice. Looking at its performance of fearing him and wanting to escape, it should have basic intelligence, which means it can be tamed.

Of course, if it can't be tamed, then burn it.

It's just something that doesn't matter.

Slap!

Kicking the dried corpse head, "I know you can understand. Next, I will transform this farm, part for grazing, part for planting something casually. You guard the place well. If you kill people or cause trouble, I will burn you, understand?"

The dried corpse head's mouth wriggled slightly, opening and closing.

Louis looked at the little girl in white again. "You watch it for me. If it doesn't listen, tell me."

"By the way, what's your name?"

"I, I'm called Little Rabbit."

?

Not even a proper name? It seems that some other things happened in that family back then.

But, it has nothing to do with me.

After explaining, Louis looked at the family that had hidden back in the house and made a phone call.

Soon, the bank manager's corpse and the police side were handled, and Louis carried the scarecrow's head to the front of the house.

Knocked on the door.

"Hello."

"No, no one at home."

Hmm?

It seems they were really scared, even this stupid thing could be said.

"I'm here to talk about the farm acquisition, but it seems you are not very convenient today. I will send someone over in the next two days to discuss it with you. I hope you can calm down by then."

After Louis finished speaking, he carried the dried corpse head back to the car. "Go home."

"Alright, Young Master."

The driver, sitting as steady as a mountain, said calmly.

The whole person was not surprised by this scene and slowly started the vehicle.

Just the next day, the people Louis sent successfully obtained the contract, and the whole process was extremely smooth, really because the scene of killing people and monsters yesterday really scared their family.

So much so that they don't want that farm at all now, just want to get a sum of money and leave as soon as possible. Of course, Louis is not like the black-hearted bank, the money given to them is not small, enough for them to live a new life.

Just like that, Louis got a new base that was wide enough and had a suitable geographical location.

But he can't go in yet, it still needs some transformation.

And before that, Louis could finally focus his energy on the things at hand.

It's just that the progress of things is a bit strange.

In the cave.

"So, why would this doll be like this?"

"I clearly followed the process, didn't I?"

"Fuck!"

"Mary Shaw, you damn obsessive-compulsive!"

In the cursing voice, Louis finally made the first substitute doll.

Well, a rag doll-style doll.

Other parts are fine, neat and tidy, much softer than machine-made ones, but the doll's head is not right, crooked mouth, squinting eyes, curved mouth, it looks like a clown no matter how you look at it.

Who are you mocking?!

The key is that the materials inside the substitute doll are Louis's own hair and blood, and the face made is also Louis's shape, so...

It's strange.

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