The Reckless Man Started by Breaking Through Shawshank

It was much more troublesome than he imagined.

The man named Naoki has indeed done in-depth research on Fu Jiang, and even the existence named Fu Jiang doesn't mind the other party studying him.

The origin of Fu Jiang's existence is too long to be traced back.

This thing is no different from ordinary people, but it is born with the power of charm, which can make men, women, young and old fall in love with her, and have an uncontrollable desire to dismember the other party.

Then, each corpse can reproduce a new Fu Jiang, even a drop of blood, a single cell can reproduce Fu Jiang.

It can be said that this thing is almost immortal.

Why hasn't it flooded for so many years, it's just because every Fujiang shares the memory, is hostile to each other, hates other individuals crazily, once they meet, they will try their best to destroy each other, and strive to make themselves the only one in the world Fujie.

Naturally, this is impossible. Although the fight between Fu Jiang will not produce new Fu Jiang, after all, the reproduction of Fu Jiang requires the hands of human beings with desires, but even if there is only one Fu Jiang left, it will continue to split , This is Tomie's instinct.

That is to say, even if I can rely on the power of ghosts to kill the opponent and prevent the opponent from splitting and multiplying, but this world is so big, and the opponent keeps splitting in places I don't know. Are all Fu Jiang individuals found and killed one by one?

"Is it really an option that can increase the difficulty of the world?"

Fu Jiang in the dilapidated apartment building has been cleaned up, but Wu Xingzhi knows that there are still an unknown number of Fu Jiang still active in this world.

"Anyway, let's go back first."

Wu Xingzhi has long been mentally prepared that this option will be difficult, and he will not feel frustrated. The solution is a human being. There has never been an absolutely incomprehensible existence in the world.

Throwing Qian Jianling into the back row of the car, Wu Xingzhi looked at the scissors in his hand.

"It seems that this thing has to be kept for the time being."

Although it is not as smooth as my own fist, it can barely be used as a weapon, especially for Fu Jiang.

The vehicle was driving fast on the road, until it was almost back to the hotel, Qian Jianling woke up with a cry, and exclaimed: "It's Fu Jiang! There are so many Fu Jiang!"

"Finally awake?" Wu Xingzhi said lightly.

"..." Only then did Qian Jianling realize that she had left there, looking at the environment outside the car, she was in shock and said: "What happened just now, where is that... monster?"

"Destroyed." Wu Xingzhi said casually, "But not completely eliminated."

Qian Jianling sat up and hugged her legs.

She was just an ordinary high school student, even if she was a little stronger and more optimistic than other high school students, she couldn't bear the excitement and fright for several days in a row.

The old lady knocking on the window, the little blue boy at home, and countless twisted Fu Jiangs.

Why does this kind of thing appear in my life!

Obviously just want to work hard to live, such a simple wish, why does it feel more and more distant?

Until the two returned to the hotel room, Qian Jianling remained silent.

Wu Xingzhi glanced at her, paused, and said, "Are you okay?"

Qian Jianling looked over with blank eyes, there was no focus at all in his eyes.

The mission goal seems to be... the mentality has collapsed?

Wu Xingzhi is not good at comforting people, and he has no idea of ​​comforting others. He has always done things in a simple and rough manner.

He took it out of his pocket, and a stack of banknotes appeared in front of Qian Jianling.

Fukuzawa Yukichi's face carried the unique aura of banknotes.

"Your salary today is due to your hard work, so I will give you double."

"One hundred thousand yen."

Qian Jianling's expression moved, his originally dark and colorless eyes suddenly lit up, and the slack pupils refocused, reflecting Fukuzawa Yukichi's face.

"Great!"

Chapter 28 Can't Die Anyway

On the third day, midnight.

After Fu Jiang's move, the two of them didn't feel much sleepiness.

Wu Xingzhi was sitting on the sofa, carrying a hip flask, Qian Jianling even came over, holding a cup in his hand: "Mr. Wu, it's so boring to drink alone, shall I have a drink with you?"

Wu Xingzhi glanced at her, thinking that the other party was still in shock, and probably wanted to drink to suppress the shock.

"How much can you drink?" Wu Xingzhi opened a new bottle of sake and put it in front of the other party.

"I don't know." Qian Jianling brought up the sake and carefully poured himself half a glass: "I've never drank it, but my father can drink it very well, so I shouldn't be too bad at drinking."

She took a shallow mouthful, and her pretty features immediately twisted into a ball.

"It's hard to drink!"

"Why would anyone like to drink this kind of thing!"

Wu Xingzhi didn't go to see her, and said: "For most people, alcohol can make them forget their pain and obtain short-term and illusory happiness."

"For me..." He paused, "It's probably a habit."

It's not just because of the task of drunkenness, dreaming and death, I've been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and I'm used to drinking a few sips at any time, the effect of alcohol on my body is getting weaker and weaker, with my current physique, I can probably have three Xiao Feng's amount .

"Forget the pain?" Qian Jianling was stunned for a moment: "The pain that needs alcohol to forget must be very profound?"

She sniffed the wine in the glass, frowned, and simply took a big gulp, covering her mouth hard to prevent the liquid in her mouth from spitting out, and struggled for a while before swallowing it.

Visible to the naked eye, the other party's fair skin began to turn red.

She took a long breath, lay softly on the sofa, and her eyes began to blur.

"Mr. Wu—"

She called softly.

"You are so indifferent every day, you must have a lot of pain, right?"

She rubbed against Wu Xingzhi, and giggled: "You can tell me, I am the best at resolving pain, just... like cleaning mold..."

"..." Wu Xingzhi silently sat aside.

Is this person drunk too fast?

Seeing that Wu Xingzhi didn't respond, Jian Jianling groaned, took off his shoes in a daze, lifted his two white and tender legs and put them on the sofa, and curled up like a kitten.

"Is the air conditioner turned off...it's so hot..."

She couldn't help twisting her body, stretched out her hand and undid the two buttons, then laughed a few times, and muttered: "Dizzy, is this the joy of drinking?"

Wu Xingzhi ignored her and thought about it for himself.

In the next few nights, it is estimated that we will continue to go out to hunt ghosts. Now the progress of the mission is only one-fifth. If we want to complete the advanced character within seven days, even if we get rid of the scissors of the Gap Girl, we have to eliminate seven more ghosts .

The progress needs to be accelerated.

However, speaking of it, it seems that he is more likely to attract ghosts than Qian Jianling.

Whether it was the Gacoko at the beginning, the old lady, or the girl with the gap tonight, I met them first.

For completing the task, this should be considered a kind of luck, right?

With the state of a lucky person, maybe I don't need to search too hard, and maybe I can gather the ghosts needed for the mission.

At this time, a sobbing sound interrupted Wu Xingzhi's thoughts. Wu Xingzhi turned his head to look, but saw that the wine glass in Qian Jianling's hand was empty, and tears were hanging on his face at some point.

"Totally drunk—"

When Wu Xingzhi recalled his previous life, every time he drank with his friends, everyone was very excited when he was slightly drunk, as if he could keep drinking a thousand cups.

Generally, men behave strangely when drunk, some are particularly excited, some are extremely crazy, and some fall asleep, while women are all the same when they are drunk——

Basically cry.

"Mr. Wu—" Qian Jianling looked over with teary eyes, "I feel so uncomfortable."

She grasped her chest: "My heart feels blocked."

"It must have grown a lot of mold by accident."

Wu Xingzhi didn't speak, and the other party didn't seem to expect Wu Xingzhi's reply, more like muttering to himself.

"Got... gotta clean it up."

"Otherwise, I will die in pain just like my father—"

"Mr. Wu, do you know?" The girl leaned over and grabbed Wu Xingzhi's arm, and moved her face closer: "He turned out to be a very, very good person."

"No matter how busy he is at work, he will try his best to spend time with me every day. Although he is very tired, he always has a smile on his face. He said that although everyone will have a lot of pain in the world, they cannot be ignored. The pain is knocked down, and the joy experienced will always be hidden in my heart, like a fire."

"For me, the memory of that time is that fire."

The girl wiped her tears, her voice choked with sobs: "Later, he seemed to become another person, dragging the whole family into the abyss step by step, and finally chose to commit suicide in order to escape."

Wu Xingzhi quietly listens to the other party's confidant, which is a clichéd and common story.

Originally a peaceful and warm family, my father suddenly became addicted to gambling. It doesn't matter whether he took the initiative or was tricked by others. In short, his temperament has changed drastically since then. He lost all his belongings, owed huge debts, and even mortgaged I bought the only house, and then found a tall building and jumped.

The mother couldn't bear the pain, so she cut her wrists and went away alone.

All of this was placed on Qian Jianling, who had just entered high school at the time.

Although there is social security, and the debt is eliminated after death, the arrears have nothing to do with Asami Ling, but the house with Asami Ling's only warm memory inevitably belongs to the creditor. The other party is naturally not interested in a haunted house and accepts it happily. Asahi Ling agreed to repay the house in installments and redeem the house.

Naturally, the creditor will not do a loss-making business. She can continue to live in his own home, provided that everything about her is at stake. If she fails to repay the loan as agreed, the creditor can naturally use the girl herself to earn back.

"At that time, I hated him very much." The girl closed her eyes and her face became calmer. "However, he is right. As long as the fire in the heart is not extinguished, people will not be defeated by pain."

"They must be tired, that's why they chose to escape everything and choose to die."

"I'm not tired yet, and I can still carry their share and work hard to live. Therefore, everything about them must not be taken away by others."

"No matter what, I can't die."

Wu Xingzhi was silent for a while. It was difficult for him to empathize with the girl's story, but one thing was the same. He also had a goal that he wanted to accomplish no matter what. Before that, he absolutely, absolutely must not die.

"Then continue to live hard." Wu Xingzhi said with a rare warmth in his tone, "As long as you live, there is hope for everything."

The girl didn't respond, and Wu Xingzhi looked down. The other party had fallen asleep at some point, with tears still on his face, and his small mouth was murmuring unconsciously.

"There's mold again... mold..."