The staircase is L-shaped, and after turning a corner, Wu Xingzhi saw the pattern of the second floor, and the first thing that came into view was a small living room, saying that it was a living room, but it was actually more like a space left to make the door of the room appear less crowded.

After counting, there are two doors, and with the size of this one-family building, there are indeed only two bedrooms left on the second floor.

There was not much furniture in the small living room, but there was a mourning platform on the wall opposite with two black and white photographs on it.

One man and one woman.

Glancing at the shallow spirit who was hurriedly catching up and panting, Wu Xing knew it.

"There is still a house after the death of both parents, no wonder it can be selected by the system as the mission target."

Seeing that Ling was a little at a loss, he crossed Wu Xingzhi's body in three or two steps and blocked in front of the Lingtai.

"You...... Don't do it in front of my parents—"

"And the attic?" Wu Xingzhi interrupted her words, looked up, and saw that there was a small wooden door above her head, which was ajar at this time, and it could be seen that there were some paper seals next to the door, which had all been torn at this time.

Looking at the shape of the seal, it seems that the person who tore the seal was not in a stable mood at that time, after all, on this kind of head, normal people would not tear it so sloppily.

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to have any intention of making a move, Asami Ling calmed down a little, looked up, and his face showed a trace of confusion.

"The attic? I remember it was always sealed, huh? ”

She frowned slightly, as if she had thought of something, and muttered, "Did they actually break in?" Damn it! ”

Then Asami Ling unconsciously clenched his fists, and his tone became cold, with inexplicable anger: "It has nothing to do with you!" Hurry up and don't waste time when you want to do anything. ”

With that, he closed his eyes and stood in place like stiff logs.

“......”

Sick.

Wu Xingzhi was too lazy to bother with a little girl, and pushed open the door next to him, it was a neatly cleaned bedroom, without too much furniture, a bed, a wooden table, a wardrobe, and a small bookshelf, which was full of books.

There was a faint inexplicable aroma in the air.

The environment is OK, barely able to live.

Wu Xingzhi strode in and closed the door casually.

Click.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Asami Ling opened his eyes.

There was silence all around.

That's it?

Asami Ling was stunned in place, stood in front of the door, and hesitated for a long time.

"This is my room—"

In the end, she still didn't dare to say this, maybe the other party suddenly found a trace of conscience, and was trying to suppress her beastly desires inside, it was good luck to be able to escape by luck, so it was better not to provoke again.

She thought for a moment and pushed open another door.

For Wu Xingzhi's hearing, the movement in this house can't escape his ears, and he can naturally hear the girl's movements.

Didn't try to escape, it seems to be quite honest.

I hope that the next seven days will be spent in such peace.

Wu Xingzhi closed his eyes, there was a faint aroma on the futon, and the smell was quite reassuring, and he didn't know how long it had been, and suddenly he opened his eyes suddenly.

There was a sound of wood grinding outside the door, and it seemed that the wooden door of the attic had been pushed open.

Wu Xingzhi frowned.

"In the middle of the night, Japanese high school girls are so energetic? Don't need to sleep? ”

The movement did not stop, and strange noises came from outside the door.

It's a bit like the breath rubbing against the voice, but it leaks, leaving only an unpleasant gurgling sound, which goes on and on, and sounds very weird.

Then the sound of fingernails scratching at the wooden door, one after another, was distinct in the silent night.

"Want to scare me away in this way? It's really a trick that high school students can think of. ”

Wu Xingzhi laughed a little in his heart, and was just about to get up to drive away the other party, when the voice suddenly approached.

It was no longer a muffled sound through the wooden door, but it was clearer, as if standing in the middle of the room.

"Huh?"

Wu Xingzhi was confident in his ears, and he didn't hear any sound of opening the door at all.

He got up suddenly, the night was very thick, and there was only a faint light coming from the window in the room, but it was enough for Wu Xingzhi's eyesight.

It was empty, there was nothing, and even the voice suddenly disappeared.

"Interesting."

It can't be an illusion, and it's impossible to hear it wrong.

Wu Xingzhi climbed down from the bed, walked to the door, and opened the door without hesitation.

The small living room was empty, only the black and white statue on the altar, which looked a little cold in the middle of the night.

He looked at the door, and there were indeed a few scratches, bloody, as if his nails had been scratched, but he still scratched with all his might.

The gurgling sound sounded again, but this time, it was close to his ears, and Wu Xingzhi could even feel the cold breath coming from behind his ears.

There was a chill over his shoulder, and a pale hand rested on it.

He jerked his head, and a face was close to him.

The long black hair was messy, sticking to the pale skin with blood, wet and sticking to the pale skin, there was no whites in the eyes, only overflowing blood, and the black pupils were full of resentment, facing Wu Xingzhi's eyes.

Really.

This thing, if I guessed it wrong.

It's supposed to be a ghost, right?

Wu Xingzhi's face was expressionless.

I'll just say, how can a one-star world be simple?

Survive for seven days? It's long overdue to notice the word survival.

Seeing that Wu Xingzhi didn't react, the face leaned forward slightly, opened his mouth, his mouth was full of blood, and a foul smell came.

“......”

A hand grabbed the blood-stained hair.

"Your bad breath is a bit bad."

Wu Xingzhi said coldly, and the sandbag-sized fist fell directly on the other party's face with the sound of breaking the air.

Poof-

The fist went deep into the opponent's cheek, and Wu Xingzhi frowned.

It didn't have the familiar feel of hitting the skull, it just felt as if it had hit a ball of gelatin.

He drew his fist, only to see that the other man's face was sunken in a large chunk, the nose was not the nose, and the eyes were not eyes.

But the hand was still on his shoulder, and he began to work slowly.

A slight pain came.

The other party seemed to ignore his own defenses and was slowly digging into his own flesh.

"Hmph-"

Wu Xingzhi grabbed the other party's hair and smashed it out like garbage.

Looking over his shoulder, there was a blue-black paw print.

"The power of the supernatural side?"

Wu Xingzhi grinned.

"It's a little bit of a problem."

The female ghost figure lay on the ground, her limbs twisted and covered in blood, and slowly crawled over.

The gurgling sound was endless, the other party's face was slowly recovering, his eyes were staring directly at Wu Xingzhi, and the resentment came to his face.

"The little thing looks really chic......" Wu Xingzhi squinted his eyes: "It's really a little unappetizing." ”

"Fortunately, although the feel is very poor, it can indeed be hit."

He clenched his fists.

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