Chapter 21: The Portrait
Nothing was said all night.
After a rare good night's sleep, when Wu Xingzhi woke up, it was already dawn.
It seemed that he heard the movement, and a head came out of the door of the bathroom, and when he saw Wu Xingzhi, he said hello with a smile: "Meow~Mr. Wu, good morning~"
The other party should have just washed his face, and there were still droplets of water on his face, flowing down the delicate skin, and along with a few strands of wet hair, sticking to the side of his face.
Wu Xingzhi nodded, and said hello in return.
After last night's ghost incident, the other party's attitude towards himself is much better, although Wu Xingzhi doesn't care much about the other party's feelings, but if he can take the initiative to cooperate with his own task, he can save a little worry.
When Asami Ling came out of the bathroom, Wu Xingzhi noticed that the other party's upper shirt was a little wet, sticking to the thin waist, revealing a slight flesh color.
She trotted over and looked at Wu Xingzhi: "Mr. Wu, if it's convenient, can we go home?" β
"Why?" Wu Xingzhi asked casually.
Asami Ling pinched the hem of his shirt slightly, lifted it slightly, and showed a distressed expression: "I slept all night and wrinkled, I tried to smooth it with water, but it didn't work, if I went to school like this, others would definitely think that I didn't return overnight and worked part-time outside." β
"Although it's true that I didn't return overnight." She added in a whisper.
Wu Xingzhi thought about it and nodded.
Wu Xingzhi, the ghost of Jia Coconut, will definitely not let go, just try to see if he can absorb the other party, with the strength of the other party, if he can absorb it, the benefits of the persistent iron fist achievement will definitely be great.
Of course, thinking of the previous fight with the other party, Wu Xingzhi did not have much hope for this matter, and Jia Coconut and the old lady last night were not the same level of ghosts.
The two of them went out, although it was early in the morning, but there were a lot of people on the street in the business district, Asami Ling lowered his head and shrank behind Wu Xingzhi, fortunately, with Wu Xingzhi's fierce face, no one dared to look carefully, and no one found that Asami Ling's clothes were inappropriate.
Soon the two of them came to the residential area, and they could see the Asami family's house from a distance.
Wu Xingzhi keenly saw the window on the second floor of the house, and a pale face flashed.
"At homeβ" Wu Xingzhi muttered in a low voice.
"What?" A bad feeling welled up in Asami's heart.
"It's okay, follow closely, it's too far away and I don't have the strength to protect you." Wu Xingzhi reminded.
"Guaranteed...... Protection? Asami's face turned pale, and he hurriedly moved closer.
Because what is the need to use this word, do you still need to think about it?
It's daylight, right? Why can it appear during the day?
Asami Ling bit his lip and said, "Actually, it's okay if I don't change my clothes." β
Wu Xingzhi ignored her and walked directly into the courtyard.
The sun was shining brightly, but standing in front of the house, a cold air was blowing in my face.
It's only been a day, and the temperament of the whole house has become even more gloomy.
Asami shivered and took out the key to open the door, but found that the door was not locked, and opened it with a light push.
Through the entrance, it is a mess.
Asami's face changed slightly, and he involuntarily took two steps forward, but quickly stopped and looked back at Wu Xingzhi.
Although she was anxious, she still had reason and knew that she could not be reckless in this situation, after all, this house was not as safe as she thought before.
"The goblins shouldn't be interested in destroying the room's furnishings, has anyone else come in?"
Because it was too messy, the two didn't change their shoes, and walked directly into the living room, only to see that the furniture and objects in the living room were turned into a mess, and there were footprints on the floor.
"It doesn't look like burglary." Wu Xingzhi looked at the shallow spirit, only to see that the other party was trembling all over and clenching his teeth, but he was not angry, but because he was angry.
There was no doubt in the other party's eyes, only anger.
"Does it seem to be in the know?" Wu Xingzhi thought of the corpse of Yakuza above the attic.
He was not interested in delving into Asami's private affairs, so he said, "Let's go to the second floor and have a look." β
Asami clenched her fists tightly and nodded.
Going up the stairs and standing at the corner, Wu Xingzhi saw that Asami Ling was a little hesitant, and finally she took a big step up to the second floor, and then let out a whimper.
Wu Xingzhi followed up, only to see that the original spiritual platform was already in a mess, and the remains on the spiritual platform fell to the ground.
Asami Ling staggered over, knelt on the ground, and picked up the statue with trembling hands, ignoring the broken glass on the ground.
The middle-aged man on the portrait originally had a gentle smile, but at this time, a piece of glass was inserted directly into the door of the other party's head, and with the black and white color, it looked hideous.
So that a posthumous portrait is still complete, but the picture frame is also shattered.
Asami Ling held the statue and curled up, Wu Xingzhi could see the other party's thin back, and the joints above the spine were prominent and distinct.
I usually don't notice that I'm wrapped in the middle of my school uniform, but now it seems that this girl is even thinner than she imagined.
Giggle β
A voice came from inside the room, and Asami was unconscious, kneeling on the ground and concentrating on cleaning up the glass residue near the statue.
Wu Xingzhi pushed open the door and saw the coconut lying in the room at a glance.
His limbs were twisted, covered in blood, his head was raised at an uncomfortable angle, and a pair of bloody eyes stared at Wu Xingzhi under his long sticky black hair.
In the corner of the room, two corpses in black suits lay horizontally.
His eyes burst out, his eyes widened, and he was obviously terrified before he died.
It seems that these two are the culprits who broke into the house, and when they came in, they would definitely not have thought that there was such a terrifying existence as Gacoco in this house.
Jia Coconut kept making a gurgling sound, but he didn't rush over, but Wu Xingzhi's figure disappeared in place in an instant, and the next moment, an iron fist smashed directly on Jia Coconut's head.
Above the iron fist, the ghost's resentment roared wildly, smashing the opponent's head flat, and at the same time, he frantically tried to plunder the resentment of the coconut.
"Huh?"
Wu Xingzhi's face changed slightly.
He could feel that although he could absorb a trace of resentment, compared to the feeling he had when he faced the old lady before, the absorption speed was too small now.
"Sure enough, it's still too reluctant to absorb the other party now?"
Thinking in his heart, Wu Xingzhi kept fisting and smashed the coconut beyond recognition.
The coconut roared a few times and disappeared in place in an instant.
Wu Xingzhi had expected it, and he was not surprised, and when he walked out of the room, he saw that Asami Ling had already arranged the two portraits, with his hands folded in front of his chest, his head bowed, his hair hanging down, and his expression could not be seen.
I don't know when two cuts were made in the glass on the straight and smooth legs, and blood flowed down the skin.
Wu Xingzhi didn't say anything, to be honest, he didn't know much about the girl, and he wasn't interested in understanding it, although the other party looked miserable now, but Wu Xingzhi was not interested in being a psychological mentor.
Asami didn't seem to need Wu Xingzhi's enlightenment, he was silent for a moment, and finally raised his head and showed a smile: "I'm sorry to let Mr. Wu smile." β
The girl's face still had undried tears, and the hand holding the statue turned a little white from the exertion, as if to calm herself down in this way.
"It's so messy at home, it looks like I'm busy today."
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