"Stop!"

Seeing that the more the other party said, the more outrageous it became, Wu Xingzhi directly interrupted the other party's words.

"Needless to say, I'm not interested in any of that."

Asami Ling stopped talking instantly, still maintaining a posture of sitting upright.

"This house belongs to you, right?" Seeing that the other party finally quieted down, Wu Xingzhi asked.

"Yes-" Asami's expression suddenly became vigilant: "What do you want to do?" In any case, this house must not be given to you! ”

Wu Xingzhi waved his hand: "Shut up and talk less nonsense." ”

"Since you are the owner of the house, you should know about the haunting of this house."

Asami Ling was stunned: "Haunted? ”

Sure enough, the man was not in his right mind.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"I grew up here, so why are there any hauntings that children believe in ghosts, right? Uncle, how old are you, why are you still -"

Wait a minute! Did he want to play with the background? Dead perverted!

Asami's expression suddenly became subtle.

"What? Remembered something? Wu Xingzhi frowned and asked.

"Speaking of which, there is one thing." Asami Ling looked at Wu Xingzhi's expression, changed his gloomy tone, and said, "Before my family bought this house, there were indeed terrifying rumors circulating in this house. ”

"I heard that many years ago, a woman named Gacoco was brutally murdered by her husband in the attic of this house, including her six-year-old son, who has disappeared since that day, and since then, anyone who lives in this house will die, and people in the neighborhood say that this is a house with a curse—"

Speaking of this, she rolled her eyes suddenly, her tone became even more gloomy, and she stretched out a pair of hands from the quilt and pointed directly at Wu Xingzhi: "Ah-get out of my house, otherwise, I will curse you-"

“......”

The quilt slipped down, revealing the other party's loose shirt, maybe it was too tight when sleeping, so two buttons were loosened, this action suddenly slipped to reveal half of the white shoulders, as well as a circle of lace.

Noticing Wu Xingzhi's gaze, Asami Ling lowered his head, then froze, pulled up the quilt at a faster speed, and retracted it.

"I, I just seem to be possessed."

Wu Xingzhi frowned, and his tone was a little impatient: "Please be serious, if you continue to talk nonsense, my patience will be exhausted." ”

Asami Ling put away his exaggerated expression and said weakly, "Okay. ”

"The possession is fake, but the rumors are true, and it's probably for this reason that my dad can afford this house."

"And he did not let me go to the attic or the closet of his room from a young age."

Speaking of this, she showed a look of remembrance on her face: "At that time, he was still very gentle. ”

"Loft and wardrobe?" Wu Xingzhi thought thoughtfully: "I remember you said that the attic was sealed before, right?" ”

Asami nodded: "Of course, since it was explained by my father, I naturally won't move, and I blame those-"

She stopped, a little indignant.

"That's why the goal of this mission has been able to stay safe for so many years, and now that the seal has been broken, these two ghosts will naturally come out." Wu Xingzhi didn't care about her expression, and thought thoughtfully: "In this way, I have to go to the attic to see if I can find the other party's nest." ”

"There are two ghosts living in the house, which really affects the quality of sleep."

Just do it, Wu Xingzhi stood up directly.

Asami Ling was suddenly startled and jumped up like a frightened cat.

Wu Xingzhi glanced at her and said, "Stay here and don't run around." ”

After a pause, he changed his words again: "Forget it, you better come with me." ”

The ghost is too evil, if you go to steal the house by yourself, and the other party also steals the house through the wall, then the gain outweighs the loss.

Walking under the entrance of the attic, I wanted to jump up directly, but after looking at Asami, I guessed that the other party couldn't jump up, so I looked around and found an old ladder.

"You...... What do you want? Asami said weakly.

"Go up and have a look, don't be stunned, follow me."

Asami Ling suddenly shook his head again and again, and said urgently: "Dad said not to let me go up to the attic, you, you'd better not go up, although there are definitely no ghosts or anything, but after all, it's a place where people have died-"

She suddenly remembered that the other party was also rumored to be murderous, so she shut up.

This kind of person is strange to avoid this.

"Anyway, I'm not going up, you have to go yourself." She said firmly.

"Trouble." Wu Xingzhi didn't bother to say more to her, so he dodged over and grabbed the other party's arm directly, stepped on the ladder three or two times and went up to the attic.

Because there are no windows, the attic is very dim, and only a little light shines in from the entrance to the lower floor.

Of course, this did not have the slightest effect on Wu Xingzhi, and he used his eyes to carefully examine the layout of the attic.

The attic is small, with a sloping triangle at the top, and only the entrance can accommodate people to stand upright.

Surrounded by debris, covered with a thick layer of dust.

A pair of pale hands silently wrapped around Wu Xingzhi's arm, Wu Xingzhi turned his head suddenly, only to see Asami Ling unconsciously leaning over, closing his eyes, and muttering: "It's not scary, it's nothing scary." ”

The force from the other man's finger betrayed her.

Wu Xingzhi didn't care, and continued to observe, although it was very dark, he was still keenly aware that there were a few fresh footprints on the floor, extending a few steps in front of Wu Xingzhi, and then the footprints became messy, and finally turned into a long drag trail, extending to the end of the attic, behind the debris.

Wu Xingzhi followed the footsteps, and there was a sudden feeling of pulling in his arm.

"You...... Don't go! ”

The other party's voice trembled a little.

Wu Xingzhi ignored her, she could only follow step by step, for her, in this dark environment, it can only be said that there is no difference between being blind and blind, and the sense of uneasiness in her heart is infinitely magnified, although she doesn't believe in ghosts, but not believing and not being afraid are two different things, not to mention, which normal person would climb to a dead attic in the middle of the night.

Following the trail of dragging around the debris, Wu Xingzhi could only bend over to barely move forward at this time, and finally, a pair of feet appeared in front of him.

At first glance, it was a pair of men's feet, leather shoes were shiny, and when I looked at the feet, I was dressed in a black suit, with tattoos on the exposed half of my arms, and finally, a face with a wide mouth and bursting eyes.

The expression seemed to convey the emotion of fear vividly.

A corpse, fresh, and it is estimated that the time of death will not be more than a day.

Wu Xingzhi unconsciously glanced at Asami Ling.

Ordinary female high school students, is there a corpse in the house? Moreover, the image of this person, even Wu Xingzhi can tell it, a Yakuza.

After looking at it, another pair of legs were found by Wu Xingzhi, this time more hidden, and they were already buried in the debris.

Wu Xingzhi casually moved the sundries aside, and behind the sundries was a waist-high wooden wall, and a swarthy hole appeared on the wall, and the upper body of the corpse had penetrated deep into the hole.

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